*Apollo's POV*
Athena and I arrive at Olympus just as the sun reached it's highest point, beaming down at us. The sanctuary was situated at the top of a mountain, with shining white marble and columns of statues and portraits. It was quite modern too, with planes of tasteful glass and accents of dark wood at the sides. It was large, a monument that was only accessible to gods and whomever they wish to bring along. I sigh, the feeling of dread filling me as I stepped up to the spotless marble steps.
The Goddess of Wisdom stops beside me, and both of us were alerted by a loud banging. Coming from a marble shrine located some ways off of the main building. We share a glance and we set off toward it, confused. What could be making that noise? The banging starts again, but more hastily.
"Hello? Is there someone in there?" Athena called. There was a very muffled--and I mean, I could barely hear it--shout in response and I moved forward, inspecting the shed. There was a small picture of Hera on it, shielded from the weather by a gleaming marble roof. A candle was set in front of it, flickering with flame. There were quite a lot of these scattered around Olympus's great size, and most of them only served one purpose: to look aesthetically pleasing. "Who are you?" Again, the muffled voice. I could barely understand what they said.
One thing was sure though, the person inside wanted out.
I run my hands down the sides, looking for an opening or a door. "You're going to have to pull the wall open, Apollo. These structures were made to just be here. No entrances to the inside were created." Once I reached the other side of the structure, I found small indents along the side, and I waved Athena over. She approached, her eyes zeroing in on it. "Huh. It seems like whoever put this person in there also has remarkable strength."
"Any idea who, dear goddess of brainpower?" I remarked, placing my fingers onto the indents, aligning it perfectly.
"Maybe one of them pissed off Hades or maybe Zeus is in one of his temper tantrums. Oh, I also heard that Posideon was in a terrible mood these past days." She tapped her chin, before shrugging at me. I nodded and pulled at the marble. It stayed put for a millisecond, until it slid open, the grass making it easier to move. It was still pretty heavy and I was pretty sure that no mortal could have moved it, but due to the gift of our powers, I was able to pry it open wide.
I peered inside with Athena. A cold draft of air breezed out as we took in the sight. In the total darkness, was a familiar man, tied down to a chair, with a gag in his mouth. His dark brown eyes gleamed and his nose flared with anger. His skin was a dark tone, exposed from his black tee. Athena gasped. "Hep!"
"Who did this to you?" I asked, starting forward. She rushed forward and began untying the ropes from Hepanthetus's body. I ungaged him, pulling the cloth from his jaw. He lets out an unearthly snarl as the ropes--enchanted ropes, normal ropes would've been ripped apart by him immediately--fell slack.
"That bastard Ares," Hep spat, and just as the words left his mouth, a sickening feeling of freefall overtook me. My vision faded black, and now, all I could see were two floating eyes. A chill runs down my spine. They were red. The color of flesh, the color of leaves in the fall, the color of a dying sun. My breath caught in my throat, and suddenly, the darkness and the eyes vanished. Just as abruptly as it came.
I straightened up and looked around, trying to pinpoint where the bearer of those eyes could be. "Athena?" A head poked into the shed and I recognized her as my twin. We didn't look alike, not at all, but we were still, undeniably, twins. Artemis had inky black hair and sharp purple eyes, with a lithe body, lean with muscle. Her eyes ran over us. From the chair, to the ropes, to the gag in my hands. "What are you three doing in here?"
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Ares And Mia
RomanceIn seventeen-year-old Mia's world, Greek Gods have certainly made their presence known. That's right. Zeus, Hera, Poseideon. They were all real. Even more, people have actually seen them, met them, and sometimes, fell in love with them. They were h...