War of Gods

Naomi~

I stared at all this, shocked as Sirith tackeled Haimon. I lunged at him, knocking him off right before he could hurt him farther. "Please stop!" I cried, holding him back.

Sam~

Sam helped Haimon up to his feet and stood between him and Sirith, shocked almost as much as Naomi.

[Giovanna]

Ares calmly stood up and walked outside. It seemed as is Sirith and Haimon were in a death match, it made him laugh. He ran over to them and took the two of them by the back of their shirts, holding them up in the air.

Sirith thrashed around, trying to get away from Ares. Naomi ran over to Haimon with a worried look on her face. She kept asking, "Are you all right?" It wasn't suprising that Sirith would act the way he did, but what was suprising was his eyes. A tear ran down his face, but he wiped it away quickly.

"Do you really think you can get out of my grasp Sirith?" said Ares, Sirith thrashed around, trying to get away from him.

Ares chuckled. "I guess not!" he set Sirith on the ground, but kept his hold on the back of his shirt.

Giovanna ran over to Naomi. "Are you sure that you can't remember him? Or me? Do you even remember Sam?"

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[Orpheus]

He watched from the window inside the house, Viola was sitting on the couch with an impatiend look on her face.

"They never listen to me!" she complained.

Why aren't you going to fight with them? asked Entry's voice.

Orpheus' hands clenched into a fist. Because your here...

Haimon-

He whiped the blood from his nose. Naomi was crying holding on tightly to him. "I never thought that someone who loved Naomi as much as I do, would ever bring tears to her face." Haimon spoke to Sirith.

He was calm and collective. Then he turned to Naomi. "My love I think it would be best if you headed back home, while I chat here."

Naomi shook her head. "No, I won't leave you. Please."

She tried to kiss him, but he stopped her." Naomi please, its very important. I don't want you to get over exhausted."

He was right, if people remebered thier old lives they can end up being destroyed.

Naomi nodded. Then she went through a portal back to the underworld.

Tex then looked at sirth straight into his angered eyes.
" What the hell were you thinking?!?"
Sirth growled and tried to grab Tex's throat. But he only dodged away.
" If you try to take Naomi away from Haimon...you would only doomed yourself and her to the deep for cheating death."
Sirth still was angry.


Kyle knew it was unfortunate that he had to be born again in a body that was as human as this...but it will do if he wants to get back at those goody goods.
He looked from the roof with his binnaculars from across the street and saw Naiomi head into the underworld.
" Hmm....." Kyle smiled and then opened a portal to the underworld.
" Time to make a friend!"

Haimon-

After Naomi left, Tex and Sirith argued. Goivanna stared at Haimon.

"We all need to talk." Haimon told everyone in the room.

They all sat around the couch area. Haimon had to explain. "Naomi did die, but we fell in love." Those words made Sirith grumble.

Haimon continued. " I knew we could never realy be together when she is only a spirit. So after I had permission from my father. I brought Naomi back to life as an immortal. A goddess."

[Sirith]

Sirith chucked the dagger of wood he was still holding at Tex, not really caring if it hit him or not, and raced inside. He stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him.

With a quick twist of his heel, he turned and slammed all his weight behind a punch to the door. Again and again. He hoped he had broken his hand.

He overturned his bed and then threw it against the wall. He stood, breathing hard, for a moment then snatched a pencil from his desk and jammed it into the lock, not wanting any interruptions.

That done, Sirith made his way, surprisingly calmly, to the overturned mattress. He propped it up behind him and jumped into the small space between the wall and the mattress. Feeling pathetic, he sat down.

Kill myself... underworld... Naomi, his thoughts were numb.

No. She doesnt' want... doesn't care...

He angrily wiped away a tear. Why am I acting so human?! he shrieked to himself.

"I never thought that someone who loved Naomi as much as I do, would ever bring tears to her face." the line repeated over and over. But Sirith didn't remember any tears on her face. Only his.

Haimon, the name brought a snarl to his chest, but he managed to push it away.

"You knew this would happen," he whispered to himself. He shouldn't have let her inside. No. He shouldn't let anyone inside.

He made a split decision and walked to the door, breaking it open. He walked right out the front door, not really seeing anyone.
***
An hour later, Sirith was at the beach. Behind him lay several corpses, bloody from his fury. He wiped their blood on his pants, staring out at the waves.

**Sirith is not talking AT ALL to anyone, keep that in mind when you post**

[Giovanna]

"Dad?" whispered Giovanna so that no one else would hear. "Can I please use the new song I learned? It'll be good practice and I-"

Ares gave his daughter a small smile, and then whispered back, "Have fun, I'll be going back to Olympus now anyway. I can't leave your mother alone with that golden apple of hers for a second."

Giovanna slipped out of the living room and tiptoed up the stairs. She looked out of the window and waved good-bye to Ares before rushing into Orpheus' room. The large cello lay on the floor, sheet music strewn across a desk.

"Entry is getting stronger, he'll be able to come here as the God of Hate again soon." said a voice.

Giovanna turned around, but no one was there. She shook off the spooky feeling that was over coming her and grabbed the cello. No one noticed her leaving the house. Each note of the song she had learned played in her head. One wrong note and it wouldn't go right.

Finally getting to the beach, she found Sirith, just as she had suspected. There were dead bodies all around him. His clothes were stained with blood. Luckily he didn't notice Giovanna walking in the sand behind him. She ducked behind a shack and took out the cello.

Sitting on her knees, the instrument resting across her shoulder, she began to play. The sand below her feet swirled up into the air and formed Naomi. Of course she wasn't the real Naomi, just a sand copy.

Entry wasn't the only one that was able to control people. Giovanna played low notes making the fake Naomi's face turn slightly sad. She walked out from behind the shack and was now right behind Sirith.

"I hope he doesn't ask any really hard questions." mumbled Giovanna as she watched her sand person walked closer to Sirith.

She looked just like the real Naomi, she would be able to talk like her too. But the problem was that Giovanna would be the one making her say the words. She was hoping this would calm Sirith down a bit. One wrong move of the bow making a sour note would make the Naomi collapse on the ground and turn back into sand.

"Sirith?" mouthed Giovanna, the Naomi copied her and the real Naomi's voice could be heard.

Sirith turned his head around in disbelief. Giovanna played a high note, then go sharply back down to low. The sand Naomi sat down beside Sirith with a soft smile on her face.

Don’t over do it… Giovanna warned herself.

“Are you mad at me?” she mouthed, then she began to wonder if the real Naomi would say that. It was an obvious question, but she needed to know if Sirith would respond at all.

Viola-

Viola was near tears. She was trying to tell everyone that if she didn't find a new power source soon all of them would be destroyed. All the emmotions in the world gone forever. Obviously none of them cared. She sighed and walked into the kitchen. She could feel Hart following her.
"Hey." He said solemnly.
"Hi." She answered turning away from him to hide her tears.
"Don't cry." He said with a laugh in his voice.
"I can't help it." She looked out the big bay window and wrapped her arms around herself. She felt Hart's hands on her shoulders, then wrap around her.
"Stop." She said trying to struggle out of his grasp.
"No you stop. Just because we're not together anymore doesn't mean I can't comfort you and be your friend."
"Who are you kidding we were never really together." He wrapped his arms around her tighter and she liked it. She could feel his breath on her neck.
"Oh is that how it is." He laughed.
"I don't find this funny in the least." she said angrily another tear falling down her cheek. "Were all gunna die." she said quieter.
"No we are not."

*GIOVANNA WALK IN ON THEM! AHH LOL!*

[Sirith]

Sirith stared up at Naomi, confused and surprised, surely she only came here to apologize. To tell him that things are the way they are and he'd have to accept it. For a moment he wondered why she wasn't cutting straight to the chase like she used to, but then he thought maybe she was a whole new person.

The idea cheered him, but only as much as a tortured murderer can be cheered. He glanced around at the bodies around him, wandering what kind of aftereffect it would cause.

Maybe this was the aftereffect. He was imagining Naomi, his Naomi, coming up to talk to him. Definitely. Because the real Naomi was too busy with Haimon.

He ignored her, hoping his delusions would fade.

*how could I resist? *

[Giovanna]

This is going nowhere. If he doesn't want to talk to Naomi then fine. thought Giovanna, playing a sequence of notes that made Naomi walk back to her and fall back into sand.

She gently placed the cello and bow back into the case. Giovanna ran down the road as quickly as possible so that Sirith would catch her. It didn't take long to get back to the house. Viola and Hart wasn't in the living room anymore, just Sam.

With a quick "Hi," she ran up to Orpheus' room and set the cello down. Giovanna walked back down the stairs, wiping the sand off of her legs as she did. Her stomach was grumbling, it had been awhile since she had eaten something.

Past Sam, turn the corner, open the doors... and find Hart with Viola again! Giovanna's fear burst out of her, surounding the room, and pushing all the others emotion out. The only thing you could feel was fear, and just a hint of bravery, but that was soon disapearing too.

Giovanna's eyes were filling with tears, threating to come out. "As I said before, I will never serve under the likes of you." she said coldly, an enraged glare on her pained face.

[Sirith]

Sirith watched sadly as his imaginary Naomi faded into sand. He stretched out a bloodstained hand and scooped up a handful, but it sifted through his fingers like regular sand. Like Naomi had... gone forever...

He threw the remaining sad angrily. "It's good she's gone," he snarled, convincing himself for now.

He reached over and picked up a severed hand, twirling it idly with his fingers.

**hey Sam, come and help!**

Haimon-

After the talk, Haimon returned back to Naomi. Where she waited impaitently for him.

"HAimon!" Naomi shouted in cheer, quickly she embraced him.

"Relax, sheesh I was only gone for less than hour." Haimon blushingly said.

Naomi smiled. "It doesn't matter, I missed you anyways."

Viola-

Oh no, this wasn't good. Hart let go of Viola and walked over to Giovanna.
"Honey, I was just-" He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand in frustration.
"Don't honey me! I am not your honey!" Giovanna screamed backing away from Hart's touch.
"Giovanna!" He said grabbing her hand against her will, "you know I love you. Viola is still my friend though! She was upset and I was just trying to comfort her, that is all it was, I swear!"
"Giovanna," Viola interupted and was answered with a look of hatred, "I don't have feelings for Hart anymore. I-I only think of him as a friend because I value you. I don't want you to hate me. You don't have to like me, I wouldn't like me either, just don't blame Hart." She waited for Giovanna's answer

*has anyone called Orpheus cause that could be interesting lol*

Kyle looked at Naomi...alone, confused...and weak.
" You are Naomi correct?"
She stood there with a tear on her eye.
" What!??!" She shouted.
Obvously, she still has those subcouncus anger issues.
" I am Haimon's friend. And I'm here to help you." Kyle reached for Naomi and she turned away. He smiled but quickly turned to worry when she looked back.
" I have noticed that boy tex was loud when he said those words....did you think he wanted to warn that horrible boy who attacked Haimon?"
Naomi Gasped.
" That's right Naomi...Tex has betrayed Haimon...so that means only one thing."
" Right...Tell Haimon about this."
" NO!" Kyle yelled and sat Naomi down.
" Haimon woulden't belive that his best freind would betray him...It would just make him HATE you."
Kyle instilled the Hate of tex into Naomi. Her eyes were more angry.
" Now...What are you going to do?"
" Kill Tex...Protect Haimon."
Kyle smiled.
She is going to be perfect for this.

Haimon-

Naomi had left the room, and allowed HAimon to sleep. He was really tired.

As he was asleep, however Naomi snuck in his room and sat next to him. More like guarding him then just being with him.