The Lost Goddess
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Category:
S through Z › Xena
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,978
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Xena, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Justice/Revenge
Part 4
Bliss woke up the next morning to find Dez gone. At first he was worried, but he heard laughter from the dinning hall. He assumed both of hiss fathers were up as well.
He flashed in to find them all sitting around and eating. Well Strife was actually engaging Dez in a grape tossing war. Dez was trying to look calm, but he could see she was still very shaken up.
"You okay sis?" Bliss asked as he sat down next to her.
"Yeah thanks for keeping me company last night." She smiled weakly at him.
"What happened last night?" Cupid asked. He looked at Strife who shrugged his shoulders.
"I had a nightmare." Dez said flatly trying not to think about it.
"Was it about them?" Strife asked though he already had his answer when he looked into his daughter's eyes.
"She nodded silently. "It was like it was happening all over again, only now one came to help me."
The room was deathly quite until Bliss spoke up, "Come on Sis let's go see if grandma 'Dite wants us to do anything."
Dez stood and they both flashed out. Once they were gone Cupid shoved away from the table violently. He looked very much like Ares and that was not a good thing.
"Cupid?" Strife asked.
Cupid ignored him for the moment as he slammed his fist into a nearby column and shattered it. "It shouldn't have happened. Desire should have been safe with us."
Strife heard what Cupid hadn't said. They should have been stronger so that she would have been born a god. "Love it can't be helped. What's done is done. Don't beat ya self up about it." Strife walked over and but his arms around his husband. "Cupid we can't do anything, but be there for her."
Cupid snorted. "There is something I can do. Right now." With that Cupid flashed out. Strife knew what he was going to do and wasn't about to stop him.
///Halls of War///
Ares was at that moment fucking his own husband through the sheets. "More Ares!!!" Joxer moaned as Ares continued his assault on his prostate. He was so close to cumming.
"JOXER!!!!" Ares yelled as he shot his seed deep into Joxer's willing body. Joxer joined his husband, his seed spurting all over them both. They collapsed onto the bed n a sweaty heap. Joxer cleaned them with a thought as he kissed Ares' shoulder. "So how do you think Dez is handling herself?"
"Cupid and the others will take good care of her. Besides she's my granddaughter." Ares said proudly.
"Of course she is. SO she'll most likely have that Ares brand attitude down to an art." Joxer replied. He yelled when he was slapped on the ass. "Ohhh. Do it again," the pale god purred seductively as he wiggled his ass in the war god's direction.
"Always." Ares was just about to kiss him when he heard the frantic prayers of his priests.
"Now what?" Ares stood and dressed himself. "I'll be back. Something is up at Aggression." With that Ares left.
///Aggression: Temple of War///
Ares flashed into the main part of the temple and was shocked at what he saw. Some of his priests lay dead others mutilated beyond recognition. What shocked him even further was the sight of his son, Cupid, of all gods running a blade across the chest of Ares' High Priest, Eric.
"Cupid!!! What in Tarturus do you think you are doing? Those are my priests." Ares had a fireball ready in his hand and would have launched it had Strife not flashed in.
"Your priests were the one's raping my child!!!" Ares let the fireball dissipate. Strife walked over and laid his hand on Cupid's arm. "Cupid. Enough. Dez wouldn't want this."
Cupid looked at the dagger in his hand before he plunged it into Eric's heart. Cupid's rage had increased tenfold after visiting the Halls of Time and reading the men's minds.
He barley looked at Ares as he flashed out, leaving them in the middle of his carnage.
"Strife, I..." Ares began at a lost for words. Why hadn't Cupid come to him? He would have gladly handed the culprits over himself for punishment.
Strife held up his hand. "Unc' this isn't a good time. Cupid is more upset with the fact neither of us could protect Dez. That neither of us was strong enough to give birth to her." Strife looked around and was shaken by what he saw. This was a part of Cupid no one had seen. Well unless you counted the scene with Psyche, but this was different.
"I should go." Strife looked at Ares, "He didn't kill all of them, but you should get some better priests." Strife then flashed out and back to home.
Ares just shook his head and cleared the room of bodies. Cupid had never been this violent before. Not even when he had found Psyche shacked up with Callisto. The pair had been so concerned with each other that Bliss as a child had been left on his own to wander around and had nearly gotten hurt down on earth. After clearing the temple of the carnage he returned to Joxer's side. Maybe the god of Peace could lend some advice.
Bliss woke up the next morning to find Dez gone. At first he was worried, but he heard laughter from the dinning hall. He assumed both of hiss fathers were up as well.
He flashed in to find them all sitting around and eating. Well Strife was actually engaging Dez in a grape tossing war. Dez was trying to look calm, but he could see she was still very shaken up.
"You okay sis?" Bliss asked as he sat down next to her.
"Yeah thanks for keeping me company last night." She smiled weakly at him.
"What happened last night?" Cupid asked. He looked at Strife who shrugged his shoulders.
"I had a nightmare." Dez said flatly trying not to think about it.
"Was it about them?" Strife asked though he already had his answer when he looked into his daughter's eyes.
"She nodded silently. "It was like it was happening all over again, only now one came to help me."
The room was deathly quite until Bliss spoke up, "Come on Sis let's go see if grandma 'Dite wants us to do anything."
Dez stood and they both flashed out. Once they were gone Cupid shoved away from the table violently. He looked very much like Ares and that was not a good thing.
"Cupid?" Strife asked.
Cupid ignored him for the moment as he slammed his fist into a nearby column and shattered it. "It shouldn't have happened. Desire should have been safe with us."
Strife heard what Cupid hadn't said. They should have been stronger so that she would have been born a god. "Love it can't be helped. What's done is done. Don't beat ya self up about it." Strife walked over and but his arms around his husband. "Cupid we can't do anything, but be there for her."
Cupid snorted. "There is something I can do. Right now." With that Cupid flashed out. Strife knew what he was going to do and wasn't about to stop him.
///Halls of War///
Ares was at that moment fucking his own husband through the sheets. "More Ares!!!" Joxer moaned as Ares continued his assault on his prostate. He was so close to cumming.
"JOXER!!!!" Ares yelled as he shot his seed deep into Joxer's willing body. Joxer joined his husband, his seed spurting all over them both. They collapsed onto the bed n a sweaty heap. Joxer cleaned them with a thought as he kissed Ares' shoulder. "So how do you think Dez is handling herself?"
"Cupid and the others will take good care of her. Besides she's my granddaughter." Ares said proudly.
"Of course she is. SO she'll most likely have that Ares brand attitude down to an art." Joxer replied. He yelled when he was slapped on the ass. "Ohhh. Do it again," the pale god purred seductively as he wiggled his ass in the war god's direction.
"Always." Ares was just about to kiss him when he heard the frantic prayers of his priests.
"Now what?" Ares stood and dressed himself. "I'll be back. Something is up at Aggression." With that Ares left.
///Aggression: Temple of War///
Ares flashed into the main part of the temple and was shocked at what he saw. Some of his priests lay dead others mutilated beyond recognition. What shocked him even further was the sight of his son, Cupid, of all gods running a blade across the chest of Ares' High Priest, Eric.
"Cupid!!! What in Tarturus do you think you are doing? Those are my priests." Ares had a fireball ready in his hand and would have launched it had Strife not flashed in.
"Your priests were the one's raping my child!!!" Ares let the fireball dissipate. Strife walked over and laid his hand on Cupid's arm. "Cupid. Enough. Dez wouldn't want this."
Cupid looked at the dagger in his hand before he plunged it into Eric's heart. Cupid's rage had increased tenfold after visiting the Halls of Time and reading the men's minds.
He barley looked at Ares as he flashed out, leaving them in the middle of his carnage.
"Strife, I..." Ares began at a lost for words. Why hadn't Cupid come to him? He would have gladly handed the culprits over himself for punishment.
Strife held up his hand. "Unc' this isn't a good time. Cupid is more upset with the fact neither of us could protect Dez. That neither of us was strong enough to give birth to her." Strife looked around and was shaken by what he saw. This was a part of Cupid no one had seen. Well unless you counted the scene with Psyche, but this was different.
"I should go." Strife looked at Ares, "He didn't kill all of them, but you should get some better priests." Strife then flashed out and back to home.
Ares just shook his head and cleared the room of bodies. Cupid had never been this violent before. Not even when he had found Psyche shacked up with Callisto. The pair had been so concerned with each other that Bliss as a child had been left on his own to wander around and had nearly gotten hurt down on earth. After clearing the temple of the carnage he returned to Joxer's side. Maybe the god of Peace could lend some advice.