~Eris~ He kissed me! He actually kissed me! Glory and Gods be, not all of the nectar of the gods and all of the folly of the Earth was worth this. I had not even felt this much love since my lover had made me a goddess. I was drunk in love caught by the intoxicating fumes of romance. I would do anything for this boy. I swayed and almost sank to the floor at that thought. "Are you okay?" Andrew gently took my hands in his rough calloused ones and lifted me off of the ground. He was stronger than I thought and after he pulled me up, our bodies collided together which made me blush furiously. Everything was so new and fresh with him. He was so sweet and tender, too. That was why I unknowingly led Andrew and I to Hades and my doom. Little did I know that a plan had formed in his mind and that maybe not one single drop of love had been left for me.
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!" Not all princesses are pink sparkles. Exhibit A
We were assembling again! All was not lost. Zeus seemed torn on what to do with Hyperion, though.
I teleported to the front- if you could call it a front- it was more of a hideout for our embarrassed troops. Hephaestus was there, the god of the forge. "Hephaestus!" I called, and walked to him. "Zeus wants everyone outfitted and armed. We are to be ready." He nodded and I teleported back to the throne room to observe the proceedings.
Andrew pulled her from the ground, he saw a sad look in her eyes. It made his heart ache,
Why does my heart feel this way? This is supposed to be a mission! I'm not supposed to fall in LOVE with her!
He looked back into her eyes, the luminescent purple. Deep with sorrow.
He couldn't, she was evil! But, maybe that wasn't her choice. She was a goddess! But, did that matter? What of his mission? The gods were counting on him! His father!
But the feeling inside of love was buried so deep into his mind, so deep into his very core.
I'm sorry dad, I don't know If I can do this...
He couldn't ignore the feeling, the gods would just have to deal with one less demigod weapon...
After Zeus went upstairs I started writing down plans-
1. Get a Half blood down here 2. Make more weapons for more wars 3. Call a truce (that won't happen) 4. Take someone important to Hades 5. Wait for the best....
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
~Eris~ Andrew looked into my eyes with something I could not put my finger on. Sorrow? Not really. Lust? Who would want me? There was something immensely sad, confused, and even happy in his eyes. "Do you still want to go to Hades?" I whispered and my voice echoed like a soft whine throughout the tunnels of the Dead. "I don't know." Andrew cupped my face in his hand. "I'm so confused." He seemed to be searching my face for an answer. "What are you confused about?" And then suddenly it dawned on me, "You're confused about me and that Aphrodite chick, right?" I knew this was to good to be true! "You love her." I said this without remorse, or any feeling for that matter. "Just go." While I had been making this speech, Andrew had been trying to get my attention by calling my name. I could not bear another lie. "You don't love me!" "Eris, please!" Andrew called after me as I walked away through the pitch-black tunnels with no lights. I heard the stomping of feet running after me as my vision became clearer by Andrew's match light. "Let me explain," He began.
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!" Not all princesses are pink sparkles. Exhibit A
"I was tasked to get with a person that was aligned with Hades. So the Olympians could advance in the war. But then I met you. Don't take me to Hades, Eris. Let's leave, We don't need this war to tear us apart. We can be the bridge, we can get the god's to re-align. We can bring them back to peace..." he looked into her eyes. Tears forming.
His eyes began to tear as well,
"Just know that I'm not going to resort to being the god's weapon." he hugged her tightly...
~Eris~ "Just know that I'm not going to resort to being the god's weapon." After Andrew had finished his speech with tears in his eyes, I had to just ask for the last time, "So you don't love Aphrodite then?" "No, no. I think I did, once. I could have. But then I met you. Please, we can stop this war and have peace." He held me close to his body and because he was so much taller than me I could hear every heart beat, every single one that I didn't want to lose. "Let's do it." This was so weird for me, the Goddess of Strife trying to stop it? Well as they say, love can do anything. I looked up at him and went on to my tip-toes. I pushed his soft, sort of shaggy hair behind his ear and whispered, "I love you and I'm sorry." He looked at me surprised and kissed me again. This time I had to tear apart. "Please, time is wasting. We must unite them. Should we split up or go together? They must see what love is like and how it's possible."
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!" Not all princesses are pink sparkles. Exhibit A
Apollo answered: You need to stop Andrew and Eris from falling in love.
I don't know If I can do that. I can make people fall in love but I dont know if I can make them hate eachother but I'll try,
I ran through the castle, I found where they were, they were truly in love. I smiled. "Eris," I greeted. "Andrew," I circled them. "Have you guys ever wondered why this would never work out. Your evil, he's good. He's just using you." I stopped. "This could never happen, Apollo wouldn't let it happen anyway. And that's why I'm here." I grinned. I walked in front of them,
"Look. This war won't stop just because you two 'love' eachother. That's not how things work around here, if you haven't noticed." I said manipulating them. And If this doesn't work then I guess I'm just gonna have to use my powers.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smirked, "Yeah. This won't change anything and thats why I'm here to stop it. Eris, he doesn't love you. He's only here to get you to give up, like he's done to other girls." I grinned. She shook her head. "Fine, you made me." I said laughing, I reached my hand between them. I've never tried making some people hate eachother but It was worth it. I closed my eyes and they separated, the locks on their hearts un-triggered and they both looked at eachother furiously, like they didn't know eachother. I smiled.
Apollo, I did it.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Ares The Lord of War marched through the halls of Olympus, anger and power radiating from his body so evidently that any he came across. He wore his full battle gear; crimson breastplate and plumed helmet which seemed to strike fear into the heart of any enemy who glanced at it and bloodlust into the veins of allies. At either shoulder were Phobos and Deimos, followed by his various attendants. Aphrodite may have wanted peace but Ares did not. He wanted war. He needed war. Ares hopped onto his chariot, Phobos taking the the reins. Several chariots took off into the sky, crewed by the greatest of his cultists. "Straight to Hades, son." He ordered Phobos. "It is time to humble Hades." Ares' chariot dived streaking down through the sky at unnatural speed, followed by the others. As they passed over the river Styx and drew closer to the gates of Hades arrows began to fly towards them. Ares' sword moved like lightening, swatting the arrows aside. Deimos drew his own bow and sent golden shafts towards the enemy. An arrow struck the driver of another chariot, causing it to spin uncontrollably as the driver was pitched over the side, reins still in hand. Phobos steered away from the chariot and began to drift closer to the ground. With twenty feet between chariot and ground Ares leapt. He came touched the ground with cat like grace, tucking and rolling in one fluid movement. A warrior charged the god while he climbed to his feet, spear flashing forwards. Ares grabbed the spear shaft and wrenched it out of the man's hand. Ares' blade slashed through the man's throat, his spear being used as a missile against his comrades. The attendants and cultists reached the ground behind their lord and charged into the fray. Chariots circled the air above, arrows and javelins raining down as Ares cut his way through the gate guards like a scythe through crops. A hideous wolf-like beast emerged from a postern gate, lips drawn back into a snarl. "Has Hades let you out of your kennel, Lycaon?" Ares' mocking voice carried over the sound of battle. The wolf turned its head to face Ares, a growl forming in its throat. Lycoan charged forwards, his hands acting like and extra pair of legs. The gate guards in his way were bowled over if they did not make way fast enough. A cultist charged out of the fray, battle cry on his lips and spear stabbing forwards. Lycoan twisted away from the point and leapt forwards, his great jaw circling around the cultist's throat. The man died screaming as the beast tore at his flesh. Ares made his way towards Lycoan, cutting down the gate guards as he went. "Come on then!" He roared at the wolf as it finished with the cultist's body. Lycoan snarled and lunged at the god of war, his sharp teeth dripping with blood. Ares circled his free hand around Lycoan's throat and lifted him up, ignoring the wolf's claws. His sword plunged into Lycoan's exposed stomach, getting a gratifying howl in return. Lycoan slashed at Ares with his claws, catching the god's arm. Ares grunted and dropped the beast to the ground. Lycoan hit with a thump and began to climb to his feet. "Down!" Ares roared, stomping down with all his strength. The heel crashed against Lycoan's neck. The beast went limp and fell back to the ground and lay there, unmoving. The gate guards were scattered now, fleeing from the blades and arrows of Ares' cultists. "Your punishment is coming, Hades!" Ares promised as he made his way towards the gate.
If at first you don't succeed then destroy any evidence that you ever tried
~Eris~ Aphrodite had found us before we could spring our plan into fruition. Everything is murky from there. I remember Aphrodite saying stuff and Andrew holding my hand, and the feeling of me completely wanting him. Then it was gone. I woke up and I was next to a complete stranger. "Who are you? Do I know you?" His face was handsome with blue eyes and golden hair and it seemed to tug at something hidden in a crevice in my brain. "Eris, do you not know me? It's me, Andrew. Aphrodite put a spell on you to forget and hate me. Please say you remember." I looked confused into his piercing, honest blue eyes. I wanted to believe him but a thought seemed to tell me that he was lying and a player besides. "I-I don't know..." I looked back and forth from the boy Andrew's face to the devastatingly beautiful, yet malicious face of another goddess. "Give it up, Andrew. She won't remember you. Even if she does, she will despise you. Any questions? No? Okay, gotta go win a war." Aphrodite winked at Andrew a flipped her hair, "She isn't worth it anyway. You can do much better. Call me." She turned around and walked swaying back and forth to present her behind and then disappeared to gods know where. "Eris, please, you have to remember!" Andrew leaned closer to me...
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!" Not all princesses are pink sparkles. Exhibit A
