Olympus Rising, page 7
His eyes widened in disbelief. “You really have returned!”
Emma hugged Tristan lovingly. “You’ve grown up to be the warrior I always knew you could be.”
Tristan wiped his own tears from his face as he smiled. “You don’t know how much I missed you and Father.”
“I can imagine,” Emma gave a small chuckle. “I will say, though, that you kept some shitty company while we were gone.”
“That’s the first time I ever heard you curse,” said Tristan, shaking his head. “I never thought I would see the day, to be honest. You always loathed crassness.”
“Things change, Tristan,” Emma sighed. “Even immortals. I just wish I had more time to show you how much.”
“Never fear, Mother,” said Tristan, “once we defeat Hades, our family will have all the time in the world.”
“...You’re right,” Emma tried to give the most sincere smile she could. “Did you bring the Amarus Orb?”
“Yes, I was able to steal it from Legend’s facility without anyone even noticing,” said Tristan. “But I don’t know why you would want it. The Dragon Master it sired, had already drained all the magic out. It’s nothing more than a mere paperweight now.”
“Tristan, you should have already learned,” Emma sighed, “nothing is ever as it seems.”
Tristan handed the orb to Emma, who pocketed it quickly. “Stay on task, Tristan, and hidden when not. I love you. You are the greatest accomplishment that your father and I ever made. But I have to go now if we’re going to succeed. Hades is expecting me. I’ll be in touch with you as soon as I can.”
“EMMA... WHY ARE YOU... doing this?”
Henry Wheeler was lying in a pool of ichor. Emma glared at him in disgust. She had already used her Deicide to amputate his arms and legs. Truth be told, she had enjoyed hearing his shrieks of pain and terror. The poor bastard really didn’t remember who he used to be... what hell he had put her through. Emma hated to even remember the horrors of her past that he — Hephaestus — had caused!
“...Because you’re the one who deserves it,” Emma growled. She stabbed one of her Deicide daggers into his chest and pinned him against the alley wall next to CK. “I can’t risk you letting Tristan know or Arnold remembering the truth. No one can know but me!”
Emma swung her other Deicide dagger swiftly as Henry’s head fell off and splashed in the golden ichor.
Emma knew this had to end. She couldn’t let the darkness, the insanity, or the sheer fury of Aphrodite ever consume her again. It was time for the Olympians to finally fade away. They were exiled from heaven for a reason. Emma’s siblings would call that a curse. She didn’t. No. This was her second chance.
“WELCOME HOME, APHRODITE,” Hades gave her a deep bow.
“Cut the crap,” Emma rolled her eyes. “I’m only here because I have to be. Now, who in the hell is so important for me to meet at three in the freaking morning?”
“Everyone,” Hades smirked.
He gestured her into a large training room that resembled a Grecian temple. Inside was a young Fae girl with electric-pink hair casting attack spells at a tall, tan, blonde knight, along with a guy summoning metal to his hands and making it liquify onto his body, and a buff soldier firing off Quantum Gauntlets at three innocent, mortal, captives.
Emma looked at Hades in surprise. “Who are these people?”
“I told you earlier,” Hades smirked widened, “the only mortal standing in our way is a young man named Jason Gardner. And these people are everyone he and his friends have lost over the years. Just decked out in new, more stylish attire.”
“That’s sick,” Emma fumed. “Even for you!”
“No, it is love, dear sister,” Hades laughed. “Our gift to the mortals who will serve us. Just in a darker form. You, out of all of us, should remember that. If not, you had better get reacquainted with it quickly. Because this is just the beginning!”
The End?
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Robert G. Culp was born in the small town of Stuttgart, Arkansas and is the author of The Mystic Brat Journals, a series of three titles with a fourth in progress. The books follow students at a top secret government school, where teenagers are taught to fight the mythical, mystical, and cursed dangers that surround the world. His standalone short story, Mirrorville, is also set within the same continuity.
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