Hunter of Artemis

[ask-carmine-industries]

Whose idea was it for Zestial to have a little personal spider web in your office?

“You can ask Zestial about that.”

[hunterofartemis7]

@zestial-awordofadvice any words??

[the-olde-sinner]

Zestial! What your relationship with Carmella?

Please, alle, mine relationship with Carmilla is truly not so intriguing. She ist mine closest friend. I cherish our relationship, how she hath come to trust me and I heir.

She ist important to me as I art to her.

[hunterofartemis7]

And the fact that Odette and Clara see you as a father figure doesn’t hint at anything more?🤨

[hunterofartemis7]

I’m bored so here’s a Hazbin Hotel one shot.

Charlie was at her wits end with her dad and Alastor. They had been fighting more than normal ever since the hotel started getting more guests and it’s becoming an issue. They’re freaking out guests, breaking things, and interfering with Charlie’s redemption projects. She was absolutely desperate to find a way to get them to get along but every attempt either erupted in a ball of flames, or made them more pissed off. She plopped down at Husks bar beside Angel, who was scrolling through is phone.

“I don’t know what I’m doing wrong!” She pouted, laying her head on the bar. “ I’ve tried everything to get Dad and Al to be friends!”

“Well there’s your problem princess,” Husk grumbled, pouring her a glass of apple juice and sliding it to her. “You’re trying to get them to be friends. It ain’t ever gonna happen.”

“Yeah Charlie, you’d have a better chance getting me to stop sucking dick or Niffty to stop cleaning.” Angel teased.

Charlie groaned, downing the apple juice like whiskey. “I just want them to stop fighting all the time! Is that too much to ask?!”

“From those two, yes”. Husk answered refilling her glass.

“Ha, maybe you should handcuff them together till they decide to be nice.” Angel joked, scrolling through his phone to show husk a weird fish.

Charlie lifted her up, considering what he said. “That…that’s actually not a bad idea!! Thanks Angel!” She quickly hugged him and ran off to find Vaggi.

Angel watched her run off surprised, “I was joking…”

“Vaggi! Vaggi!!” Charlie called out, running up behind her girlfriend.

“Chill babe, what’s wrong?” Vaggi asked, grabbing her shoulders to calm her down.

“I have an idea on how to get Alastor and my Dad to get along!” She said excitedly.

Vaggi sighed, “Charlie please, it’s never going to happen.”

“Yes it is! Now come on!” Charlie beamed, grabbing her hand. “Now come on!”

“Where are we going!?” Vaggi asked, being pulled by Charlie.

“To talk with Carmilla!”

Vaggie raised an eyebrow, “Carmilla? How exactly is she supposed to help in this?”

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“You want me to what?” Carmilla asked, her hands folded professionally on her desk as she tried to comprehend what Charlie just asked. Even her daughters were staring at the princess of hell like she’d grown a second head.

“I want you to make a pair or two of angelic handcuffs strong enough to hold my father and Alastor!” Charlie repeated cheerfully.

Carmilla looked between her and Vaggi, who had an expression of ‘yes she’s serious.’ The overlord sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Charlotte, why in Hells name would you need me to make something like that?”

“Because I’m tried of them fighting and I want them to finally settle their differences!” Charlie answered.

“And you think handcuffing them together is the way to do it?” Odette asks, sharing her mother’s skepticism.

Carmilla shot her daughter a warning look but also didn’t argue with the statement.

“At the very least it will get them to spend time together and maybe learn they don’t need to fight all the time.”

“Or they’ll chew each other’s arms off..” Clara whispered to her sister.

“Clara.” Carmilla warned, turning back to Charlie. “You are aware this plan of yours is insane correct?”

“Most great plans are! Charlie said practically bouncing on her heals.

“You are also aware that not only will they kill each other, but Alastor will kill you for this idea, and me for crafting it for you?”

Charlie waved her off, “don’t worry about that. I’ll make sure they don’t know you’re attached to this!”

“Our mother is the only angelic weapons dealer in Hell. They’ll figure it out.” Odette pointed out.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there! So will you do it?” Charlie asks practically begging now.

Carmilla shared a hesitant look with her children and Vaggi, but eventually sighed and relented, “fine, but you’re paying me double for this.”

Charlie squealed happily, “thank you Ms. Carmine!! Oh! And add a special feature where the cuffs won’t come off until they say some nice things to each other!”

“You’re pushing it princess 😑.”

Charlie backed off, “right, right! Sorry!”

Over the next two days, Carmilla questioned all her life choices and made the angelic handcuffs. While she followed Charlie’s request, she made sure that they could be unlocked with a key only she knew about in case this got out of hand. Her daughters delivered the cuffs to the hotel and quickly left before they were spotted by Alastor. Now all Charlie had to do was get the cuffs on Lucifer and Alastor. …..that’ll be easier said then done. Eventually she found a way to get them on.

Charlie called the main group down to the living room for what they were told was group therapy. Not that Alastor, Husk or Cherri really wanted anything to do with this but they did it for her. Charlie made them all stand in a circle, forcing Alastor and Lucifer to stand beside each other.

“Okay! So this is a new kind of therapy I came up with!” Chalrie said cheerfully.

“Can we hurry this along?” Husk asked taking a swig of his beer “I got a bar to maintain.”

“Yes! Now! Everyone close your eyes!” Charlie instructed.

Alastor raised an eyebrow, “Charlie, my dear, what on earth are you planning?”

“Oh you’ll see! Now close your eyes!” She repeated.

Reluctantly, the group closed their eyes.

“For the record, this is stupid.” Angel grumbled.

“Well for the record you’re stupid.” Baxter teased him.

While the group had their eyes closed, Charlie quickly clamped the cuffs on Alastor and Lucifer’s wrists. Both their eyes shot open, feeling the cold metal against their skin. They looked down seeing the cuffs

“WHAT THE FUCK!?!” They both screamed trying to pull away. Everyone else opened their eyes to see the scene in front of them

Alastor and Lucifer looked at Charlie with a mix of betrayal and anger, “Charlie explained yourself!” Alastor yelled, his static rising in anger

“I was tired of you two always fighting so I had special handcuffs made for you two to learn to get along.” Charlie explained. “They’ll only fall off once you both say 5 nice things about each other or learn to get along.”

“Oh that’s not happening!” Lucifer tried to teleport away but the angelic metal kept him from using his magic. “What the?!” He tried to shape-shift but that also failed. Alastor tried fading into the shadows but also failed. The cuffs kept them securely together.

“Oh this is great.” Husk mumbled taking a drink of his beer.

“The hell are these things made of!?” Lucifer demanded still pulling at the cuffs.

“Angelic steel.” Charlie answered.

Alastors eyes glows bright red, his antlers growing the more pissed he got. “Are you kidding me!?”

“I can’t believe she actually did it..” Angel mumbled, leaning on husk’s shoulder.

“You knew about this!?!” Alastor yelled

“Yeah, but I didn’t think she’d actually do it.”

“That it! Fuck this!” Alastors fangs grew larger as he tried to bite Lucifer’s arm off to free himself, but was shocked by the cuffs. “What in blazes!?”

“So that’s how she’s keeping them from biting each others arms off…” vaggi mumbled, warning how Carmilla was going to prevent that.

“Charlie this is ridiculous! As your father, I’m ordering you to uncuff us!..please!” Lucifer begged.

“Sorry Dad, they only come off once you two be nice to each other.”

Alastor and Lucifer glared at each other with pure hatred. This was going to be awhile.

3 weeks. It took 3 weeks to get the cuffs off. Alastor and Lucifer tried everything to get them off; cutting them, burning them, trying to pick the lock (that they couldn’t find), everything but what Charlie told them they had to do. If anything, the cuffs made things worse. They had to go EVERYWHERE together and neither got anything done, or any sleep in those weeks. Lucifer did try, sorta, to do the nice thing but he was only met with sarcasm from Alastor. The sad part, Charlie still believed her plan would work. Everyone else, well they were ready to call it quits. It was funny for the first week but now it was just sad.

“Okay we have to get this to stop.” Angel said, sitting on the bar petting fat nuggets.

“Yeah, this is getting old.” Husk agreed, cleaning some glasses.

“Well how do we get them off?” Cherri asked, “Charlie said they won’t come off unless they’re nice to each other.”

“That’s uh..not entirely true…” Vaggie mumbled, tracing her finger around the rim of her glass.

The group raised their eyebrows in suspicion.

“And what does that mean?” Angel asked.

Vaggi sighed, “Carmilla has a key to unlock the cuffs in case of emergency.”

“And you’re only bringing this up now!?” Husk snapped.

“I wanted to support Charlie! I had hoped her idea would work.” Vaggi snapped back in defense.

“Then for fuck sake call her! Before they kill each other, or someone else!”

“Okay okay okay!” Vaggi pulled out her phone texted carmilla asking her to bring the key.

‘THEY’RE STILL HANDCUFFED TOGETHER!?’ Carmilla texted back, utterly surprised they were still together.

‘Yes now can you bring the key or not?’ Vaggie texted.

‘Yeah, yeah. I’ll be there soon.’ Carmilla texted her, letting her girls know she was going out.

“She’ll be here soon.” Vaggi told the group.

“Than we better find the dumbass twins.” Cherri said, pushing off the bar to find Alastor and Lucifer. Husk, Angel, Vaggi and Cherri found them in the living room with Baxter and Nifty, who were trying to get the cuffs off.

“Good news!” Angel cheered, “we found a solution!”

“Oh thank Satan!” Alastor sighed.

“Finally! What is it!?” Lucifer asked.

“Carmilla is coming with a key.” Vaggie answered.

The two stared at her for a moment before both jumping up and shouting, “THERE WAS A KEY THIS WHOLE TIME!?!?”

“Hey, blame Charlie, this was her idea.” Husk told them.

“I swear that she’s a freaking deadman” Alastor mumbled to himself.

“Does he mean Charlie or Camilla?” Angel whispered to Husk.

“Probably both.” He answered.

5 minutes later, Carmilla walked in to the hotel looking both surprised and kinda annoyed. “It took you 3 weeks to not only call me, but to get the cuffs off?” She asked, holding the key.

“In my defense, we didn’t know there was a key!”alastor snarled, “now get these blasted things off me!!”

“Okay okay.” She took the cuffs and unlocked them, freeing them both from their tiny angelic prison. Both demons had deep markings around their wrists from where the cuffs bug into their skin.

“OH THANK FUCK!!” Alastor immediately grabbed his microphone and teleported away to his radio tower before he decided to kill Carmilla, and to plan how to fuck with Lucifer later.

“Okay! That was worse than hell!” Lucifer complained rubbing his sore wrist. “Why in the unholy hell would you agree to make those!?”

Carmilla shrugged, holding the cuffs, “money is money.”

Lucifer glares at her but disappears to his side of the hotel to bury himself in ducks.

“Can I go now?” Carmilla asked.

“Yeah. Thanks Ms, Carmine.” Vaggi thanked her.

“Yw. Don’t ever ask me to do this again.” She turned to leave, ready to metal these cuffs down for metal but Angel stopped her. “Actually can I have those cuffs and the key? I wanna fuck with Val and Vox!”

Carmilla raised an eyebrow confused, “why do you want to—know what, nvm. I don’t want to know. Just leave me out of it!” She tossed the cuffs and keys to him and left the hotel, not wanting any more part of this shit show.

“So who’s gonna tell Charlie her plan failed miserably?” Cherri asked.

“I will,” vaggi sighed, “at least I’ll be nicer about it.”

“Fair. …Angel what exactly are you going to do with those cuffs?”

Angel chuckled, spinning the cuffs on his finger, “you’ll see.”

“ANGEL YOU UNGREATFUL WHORE!!!! COME RELEASE US RIGHT NOW!!!!!!” Valentino yelled, finding himself handcuffed to Vox and the bed frame after a long nap. 

“ANGEL YOURE A FUCKING DEADMAN!” Vox cussed trying to break the cuffs, having no real idea what they’re in for.

[hunterofartemis7]

Alternative methods? Reason? To Zeus’s death, requested by one of my friends at work. He’s been bugging me about it and I finally got the motivation to do it.

Ganymede looked at her terrified and remorseful.

"He wasn't supposed to die.." he mumbled catching Athena off guard. She let go of Ganymede, letting him fall to the ground.

"What do you mean, wasn't supposed to die?" She questioned.

Ganymede stared up at her terrified of what she might do to him. "H..he wasn't supposed to die...I didn't mean for that to happen."

Athena's confusion quickly turned back to angry as she grabbed him by the neck and dragged him back to the bath house, and threw him in front of Zeus's body. Her family all stared in surprise, wondering what the fuck she was doing.

"Thea?" Hermes questioned, not really sure what to ask.

Ganymede stared at the godly kings body in horror.

"My gods..."

Athena summoned her sword and held it to the side of his neck, "Start talking, now!"

He looked around slowly at the other gods staring at him, cringing a bit at the thought of having to explain himself. “Do I really gotta say it?” He asked.

“If you want to keep breathing you will!” Athena snapped.

He sighed, sitting up on his legs facing the gods around him. “I might at slipped him a special potion that temporarily was supposed to turn him human.”

“Why on earth would you do something like that!?” Hera yelled at him, having to be held back by Hephestaus and Ares.

“Oh don’t act so surprised.” Ganymede said rolling his eyes. “We were all tired of the way he treated us; I was just the only one to take initiative.” Yeah, no one liked that answer cause Artemis came up behind him and slapped him upside the head.

“Where did you get it?” The hunting goddess questioned

“Hecate.” Ganymede answered rubbing the back of his head. “She said it would be temporary and wouldn’t really hurt him. I didn’t know he’d do something stupid and get himself killed less than 7 hours after I gave it to him.”

“7 hours? But that…” Athena trialed off, hoping her math was off and she was wrong. “How exactly did you trick father into taking this potion?”

Ganymede grimaced, realizing she connected the dots that he REALLY didn’t want anyone to connect. “Okay you really don’t want me to answer that question.”

None of the other gods seemed to catch on, which sucked for him. Ares walked up behind him, pulled him back by his hair and held his dagger this his throat. “Answer the fucking question!”

Ganymede actually considered death as a safer option than what he was about to admit to the entire Olympian counsel. Even worse, admitting it in front of his wife and three virgin goddesses. But he had a feeling they’d somehow find out one way or another so he just blurted it out. “I slipped it into the lube we were using, and just told him it was flavored so he wouldn’t question it.”

He braced himself, ready to be hit, slapped, stabbed, yelled at, killed, etc. but it didn’t come. The gods all the just stared at him in a mix of shock and disgust. Ares had loosened his grip on Ganymede, to stunned to keep the blade to his throat. Hera looked ready to kill him, and probably would have if Hephaestus and now Aphrodite wasn’t holding her back. Athena was debating whether to cut his tongue out for what he just said, or stab herself in the ears so she’d never have to hear it again. Either way, the thought made her feel sick, and she turned away from Ganymede to compose herself.

“Athena please listen!” He begged. “I didn’t mean for him to die! Just wanted him to feel the pin he causes us! You have to belie—“ Ganymede was cut off, literally, by ares severing his head from his neck. The blood splashed against Athena’s back, making her turn back to see what her brother had done.

“WHAT THE ARES!?”

“The fucker defiled and killed our dad! You expect me not to kill him!?

[weedlieweedlie]

GuitarSpear hcs?

OMG TY ANON I LOVE THIS QUESTION EEEE!!!

ok these are gonna be so adorable-

(A lot of ppl HC this but imma put it here anyways) Adam likes to play love songs to Lute on his guitar a lot, especially when they are hanging out together with no one else around.

Lute gets him fast food when he's had a hard/long day, and every time his face goes from frustrated to a kid waking up on Christmas and seeing a ton of presents under the tree.

When they go to sleep together, Adam wraps her in his wings and starts showering her in compliments, telling her how she's way better than Eve and Lilith because Lute is very loyal to Adam, something he's never really experienced before.

Lute loves when she gets hugs from Adam. It comforts her so much, sometimes she just wants to stay there and fall asleep in his wings and arms.

Lute always wants to impress Adam because she always wants to be his number one, but Adam gets a little frustrated inside because she doesn't see what he sees; a competent, loyal, tough, and absolutely beautiful angel. Though, he still congratulates her and puts her on a pedestal so she doesn't feel insecure. She really is his favorite 💖.

They have a really fluffy cream colored cat. Idk why I HC this I just do... 💀

Adam likes to play little pranks on Lute to get a cute reaction out of her. Of course, she gets a little short tempered, but it's always followed by a laugh and a kiss on the forehead from Adam.

[hunterofartemis7]

• Adam and Lute go out for French fries and milkshakes after every extermination as like a little reward.

• they are always on each other. Either Adam is leaning on her shoulder, or she’s holding onto his arm (both shown in the show), or she’ll sit on his shoulder and help just hold onto her leg completely unfazed. Or he’ll just be sitting on the ground or couch, and lute will come over and sit in his lap like she owns it. And one else who tries to touch them either gets threatened or hit.

• Adam can’t cook, at all. Like, he’s started 7 kitchen fires in a month. He has since been banned from the kitchen by Lute, who cooks really well.

• (seen a fanart of this) It gets cold sometimes in heaven, and even snows, so Lute and Adam will cuddled up in each other’s wings cause both hate the cold.

• Able tried to get get close to Lute once, thinking if he could get her to like him, then maybe his dad would like him. And it was a massive failure as Lute didn’t like him just as much as his dad did.

• Emily is there biggest supporter, and the two actually don’t mind acting normal around her. Around Saint Peter, or Sera, or in court they are less couple like, but they’re chill around Emily. She also has to remind them sometimes where they are, cause Adam has walked into Heavenly meetings with Lute sitting on his shoulder.

• Adam does want to marry Lute, even has looked at rings, but is scared that if he does, she’ll end up leaving him like his other wives.

• Both like horror movies. But while Adam just likes the movie, Lute likes to read the books some are based off of and compare them to the movies. Adam doesn’t have a clue what she’s talking about but he likes seeing her excited about it so he lets her rant.

•Lute has been to the garden of Eden (if it’s still around). Adam takes her there when they want some peace and quiet. He’ll play his guitar while she listens, or she’ll read some horror novel while he stares at her. He likes hearing her talk.

• Emily and Sers once cornered Adam once he and Lute started dating about the way he talks to her. Specifically, him calling her “bitch” “tits” and “danger tits”, thinking he’s insulting her. It’s not till Lute just kinda shows up and calls him a dick head that they realize it’s just how they are…..and it still concerns them.

[whotfelsewantedtobelynnyx]

Of all the theories as to how Carmilla and her daughters found eachother in Hell (adoption, reuniting after they died, one or all three being Hellborn, ect;), I think my personal favorite is the one where Carmilla was either pregnant when she died or later gave birth to a child she miscarried when she was alive.

But whether or not that’s true, one of my favorite crack theories/headcanons about Carmilla being pregnant in Hell is how absolutely weird the other Overlords would be about it- because let’s be real, they would absolutely be weird about it. Maybe supportive and weird, but weird.

Zestial, nervously following Carmilla around: My darling. My own heart. I beg of thou, please, for just a moment.

Carmilla, still stubbornly walking around in her ridiculously sharp shoes: I’M FINE.

Zestial, who’s been trying to get her to sit down or at least change her shoes for over an hour: 0,_0

Rosie, crouched at her side with a glass of something red and questionable: I’m telling you, honey, just try this. It’ll cure that morning sickness in a jiffy.

Carmilla, curled up on her bathroom floor: …it disturbs me that I’m nauseous enough to actually be considering this.

Zestial comes to her rescue and shoos Rosie out to go make her some (GINGER) tea before Carmilla can do something she’ll regret.

Alastor, gazing suspiciously: Why on earth is your abdomen moving like that? Is something trying to break out?

Carmilla, too exhausted to deal with this: That movement is my baby kicking, Alastor.

Alastor: Pardon? You mean to tell me that one can see that on the outside? Eugh.

Carmilla, glaring at him: You are so lucky you’re not worth getting up for.

- Rosie insists on throwing her a baby shower. Vox and Alastor get kicked out for fighting and are forced to put together the IKEA furniture for the nursery as punishment.

- I seriously doubt this lot can build and work an ultrasound machine, so something like this is likely.

Carmilla, slowly coming to after giving birth: Mmmh…?

Rosie, happily bouncing one baby in her arms: Oh good, she’s up! Congratulations, sweetie. You have two beautiful daughters 🥰

Carmilla: ….

Zestial, who’s gently cradling the other: Carmilla…? Is something the matter?

Carmilla: …there’s really two of them. I thought I was hallucinating.

BONUS:

Fun fact- some scientists say cats have sensitive enough hearing that they can hear babies’ heartbeats within their mother’s bodies.

Husk, staring at Carmilla:

Carmilla, who’s still processing that she’s pregnant and hasn’t begun telling anyone else: …is something wrong?

Husk, ears bristling slightly: h o w m a n y h e a r t s d o y o u h a v e ?

[hunterofartemis7]

I’m adding to this cause it’s funny as hell.

Zestial: *hovering over Carmilla while she’s doing inventory*

Carmilla: *just trying to get through the day so she can go home* Zestial why are you following me?

Zestial: you are in a warehouse full of sharp weapons, I came to make sure you would be safe (I can’t write the way he talks)

Carmilla: Amore, I literally wear weapons everyday and I make said weapons. I’m fine.

Carmilla: *just trying to nap in her office after a meeting with Val*

Vox: *barges in* okay Val is pissy and is making it my problem so what did you d—*gets an angelic danger thrown at his head* WTF!?!?

Carmilla: go. Away.

Vox:…..*slowly backs away*

Rosie: *storming into Carmillas office with Zestial* Carmilla settle a dispute between us

Carmilla: *to tired to give a shit rn* what?

Rosie: hypothetical, if something was to happen to you, who would you trust to take your kid?

Carmilla:……..why are on earth are you two even discussing that!?

Zestial: cause Rosie seems to think she has immediate claim to your child if something were to happen to you.

Rosie: I’m basically their god mother so I would get them!

Zestial: and I’m their adopted father!

Carmilla:…you two have problems. 🙄

Carmilla: *calling Zestial*

Zestial: *answers* hel—

Carmilla: *cuts him off* get your spiders out of my house!

Zestial:….what?

Carmilla: there are over 100 massive tarantulas scattered around my property, even in my baby’s nursery, and I know they’re yours! Get them out!

Zestial: they are harmless my love. At least to you they are. They are just there for protection.

Carmilla: *pinching the bride of her nose* Zestial I love you, but if these things aren’t out of my house in the next hour, I am going to crush them all!

Husk: *when he was an overlord* *staring at carmilla* so how exactly are you pregnant? Sinners can’t have kids

Carmilla: miscarried when I was alive, so I get to carry my child in death.

Husk:…….that makes no sense

Carmilla: look I don’t know! I’m still wrapping my head around this!

Carmilla: *freezes when she walks into her office and sees the state of it* Rosie…what have you done?

Rosie: *baby proofing her office* Milla! Good to see ya! What do you think?

Carmilla: I think you’ve lost your mind!

Rosie: come now Milla, you have weapons everywhere! I had to make it safe for your child

Carmilla: I’m a weapons dealer! Of course I have weapons everywhere!

Rosie: *putting a cover on the tip of a spear* and now they are baby proofed!

Carmilla:….this was Zestial sides wasnt it?

Rosie: *playing dumb* no

Carmilla: *still doing intricate ballet moves while 7 months pregnant*

Vox: *who barged into her house for a meeting Val forgot to schedule*…..how?! Just how

Carmilla: *continuing dancing* years of practice

Vox: practice!? Bitch my back hurts just watching you!

Carmilla: *rolls her eyes*

*during an overlord meeting*

Alastor: *staring at Vox and Val who have massive watermelons duct tape to themselves*

Rosie: *grinning, spinning a role of tap around her finger*

Alastor; do I dare ask?

Carmilla: *8 months pregnant leaning back in her chair* they tried to say pregnancy isn’t that difficult and any moron can do it, so Rosie made them prove it.

Husk: ha! That was stupid!

Val: *pouting* when can we talk these off!?

Rosie: when I say so😈

[hunterofartemis7]

Olympus Rise

Chapter 7

All the gods sat in the throne room together, unsure what to say. They had called Hades and Persephone and told them what happened. Neither believed it till they saw Zeus’s body. Hades was shocked when Athena told him Ganymede was partially responsible for his death.

Persephone looked at her siblings all sitting in silence, clinging to Hades arm. “So….what happens now?” She asked breaking the silence.

“Funeral arrangements I suppose…after that, I have no idea.” Athena answered, fidgeting with the ends of her hair.

“We aren’t having a funeral.” Hera blurted out making everyone look at her like she’s lost her mind. “We need to find a way to bring him back.”

“Sister, there is now being him back.” Hades told her. “He’s gone.”

“He can’t be gone!” Hera yelled. “Humans have been brought back to life before, why can’t he!?”

“Because his life strong was cut and he was sent down to Tartarus along side father.” Hades answered. “Hera I don’t want our baby brother to be dead either but he is, and we can’t do anything about it.”

“He was turned human, there has to be a way to bring him back!”

“If ares hadn’t killed our only source then maybe we’d have more answers.” Athena said glaring at Ares.

“The man killed our father! What did you want me to do, not kill him!?” Ares snapped at his sister

“Yes! Cause then we would have more answers!”

“Both of you knock it off!” Hades snapped at his niece and nephew. “Fighting isn’t going to change anything.”

Hermes fidgeted with his hands nervously before asking, “so I know we’re all thinking it, but imma be the one to say it. With father dead, who rules Olympus now?”

The gods all looked at each other excepting an answer, but no one had one. At least not immediately.

“I am still queen of the heavens bastard.” Hera answered angrily.

“Were. You were queen.” Apollo said. “You only got the title through marriage so technically, you aren’t queen anymore.”

“How dare you—!” Hera yelled standing up to shout at him before Hades cut her off.

“He isn’t wrong sister.”

“No one asked you Hades!”

Hades groaned. “The next to rule would be Zeus’s eldest legitimate child.” The gods knew why he had to say legitimate; Zeus had WAY too many kids.

“Uhh…from which marriage?” Artemis asked.

“What?”

“From which marriage? Cause Athena is the eldest of Zuess first marriage, and Ares is the eldest of his second. Thus both are legitimate.” Artemis explained, looking between her two war siblings.

Ares glared at Athena, who was too lost in thought to notice. He always hated that she wasn’t a bastard. “She has no right to the throne. Métis is no longer queen.” Ares grumbled.

“Doesn’t make her any less legitimate.” Hephaestus argued.

Ares scoffed. “Still don’t think she has any right.”

“Well she does so suck it up!” Persephone snapped.

Hermes turned to Athena, “you wanna weigh in on any of this?”

Athena didn’t say anything, still very lost in thought. Hermes crumbled up a piece of paper and threw it at her, snapping her out of thought. “Earth to Athena!”

Athena looked at him confused. “What?”

“You wanna weigh in on the whole rules Olympus convention?” Hermes asked.

Athena actually looked pissed at him for asking. “I’m trying to think about the details of father’s funeral and how Hecate even made a spell that could turn him human! And all you guys are talking about is who gets the throne!?”

Hermes flinched back a bit, not used to being on the receiving end of her anger. “I mean….its not like we don’t need to have the conversation..”

“If you don’t want the throne sister, just say so.” Ares smirked, thinking he had the upper hand here.

Athena glared angrily at him; their siblings thought there might be a small war about to go on. But no, Athena just stood up and grabbed her spear. “Come up with something to decide who gets the throne. A vote, draw straws, a challenge; I don’t care. I have other things to worry about and that is making sure this NEVER happens again, and preparing for the funeral. Something a real kings should be doing.” And with that, she shifted into her owl form and left to find the witch goddess Hecate.

She flies down to the underworld to Hecates cave, landing at the entrance and storming in like she owned the place. Athena found Hecate in the corner of her cave, in a little reading nook she had built. “WHAT DID YOU GIVE GANYMEDE!?!” Athena yelled at Hecate.

The witch goddess barely looked up from her book when Athena yelled at her. “What are you talking about?”

“Ganymede said you gave him a potion that turned father mortal! What exactly did you give him!?” Athena yelled standing over Hecate.

“Sounds to me like you just answered your own question.” Hecate replied turning the page of her book, which Athena snatched out of her hands and threw across the room.

“What EXACTLY was in that potion Hecate!?”

Hecate sighed, now annoyed with Athena. “Why do you care so badly?

Athena hesitated for a second, not wanting to revile that Zeus was dead. “Because I want to make sure no one can easily recreate this!” Athena said, just using the first thing that came to mind.

Hecate rolled her eyes and stood up, walking over to the other side of the cave where all her witchy type stuff was. She picked up something out of a basket and threw it at Athena. She quickly caught it and realized it was a golden apple from the tree of hesperides. She stared at the apple in shock, “how did you get this?”

“I have my ways.” Hecate snapped and the apple rotted in Athena’s hands, making her drop it. Athena stare at her in confusion; Hecate liked when she could confuse Athena. “It’s how I make the potion. I rot the apple, mix some wine to hide the flavor, a drop of water from the River Styx and boom, god is mortal.”

“How did you even find a spell like that!?” Athena questioned.

“Trial and error.” Hecate answered.

“Fine, how do I reverse it?”

“You don’t. You just wait for it to wear off. Why are you so interested all of a sudden? Did Zeus send you?” Hecate asked.

“No he didn’t. Like I told you before, I want to make sure that no one ever recreates this spell.” Athena told her.

“Yeah, I don’t believe you.” Hecate said crossing her arms. “You keep hesitating when I ask about Zeus, your fidgeting with your armor, and your eyes are red like you’ve been crying. So what’s going on?”

Athena didn’t answer. She didn’t need news of Zeus’s death out yet. “I have to go..” she muttered before turning to leave. Hecate followed Athena out and grabbed her arm before she could fly away.

“What is going on with you!?” Hecate yelled. “You’re fucking acting like someone died!”

Athena didn’t meet her eyes, which was an absolute dead giveaway. Hecate loosened her grip on Athena’s arm, staring at her in disbelief. “Holy shit is Zeus dead?!”

“I don’t want to talk about this…” Athena pulled her arm out of Hecates grip and got ready to fly off.

“Athena!” Hecate yelled. “You can’t bring back Zeus!”

Athena stopped and turned to face her.

“I know you’re going to try, but you can’t bring him back. The potion gave him a mortal soul, so when he dies, he stays dead.” Hecate told her. “I’m sorry but he’s gone Athena…”

Athena didn’t respond. Just turned away and flew back to Olympus to prepare for her fathers funeral

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Olympus’s Rise

Chapter 6

“His blood is red..” Dionysus mumbled, looking at his father’s corpse. The gods came out of their shook just enough to notice.

“B…but gods blood is gold!” Hermes exclaimed. “Why is it red!?”

“Clearly cause he isn’t a god anymore.” Athena mumbled. She looked around the room before ripping one of the tapestry off the wall the throwing it over her dads body. Her siblings watched confused.

“What are you doing?” Apollo asked.

“Well we can’t very well see how he died if we can’t touch him.” Athena said. “Fabric doesn’t conduct electricity so safe to use it to grab him. Now either help me, or get out of the way.” Athena wrapped part of the tapestry around her father’s arm and started pulling him out of the water. Apollo got on the other side and helped pull him out, he then immediately threw the tapestry over his father cause he didn’t feel like looking at their dads junk.

“I still don’t see how a god can die…” Hestia mumbles her eyes still full of tears.

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” Athena said, sitting by Zeus’s head and holding her hand over his head. She used her powers and pulled the last of her father’s thoughts from his mind, hoping to get a glimpse of when he died. And she was silently praying that he wasn’t having another affair when he died.

Light blue mist came from Zeus had to Athena’s hand, which she raised up and waved above her head so her family could see her father’s memory.

The first thing they saw was Zeus about to step into the bath when he slipped on a small puddle causing him to fall backwards and hitting his head on the edge of the bath. Stunned and in pain, he unintentionally summoned lightning while in the water and electrocuted. The electricity plus the blow to the head killed him almost immediately. The image fades and the gods looked at each other confused and a bit shocked.

“Well….we know how he died..” Poseidon mumbled getting slapped by Hera.

“That still doesn’t explain HOW a god can die, especially from something thats his own domain.” Dionysus said, staring at his dad’s body.

“Someone had to have turned him mortal.” Athena told him, covering Zeus corpse completely with the tapestry.

“How though?” Hermes asked.

“Idk! Did anything weird happen with father today? Or any strange guests?”

“Father said the wine tasted strange at dinner tonight.” Artemis mumbled, uncontrollable with being in the same room as her dad’s body. “But other than that everything was normal.”

Athena thought for a moment, before a realization came to her and she rushed out of the room, leaving her family confused. Athena quickly headed to the kitchen where Ganymede was, “what did you do!?” Athena yelled.

Ganymede turned and looked at her confused. “What??”

Athena grabbed him by the collar of his toga and pinned him to the wall. “WHAT DID YOU DO!?” She yelled again, more angrily. Her stormy grey eyes scaring the fuck out of the poor god.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Ganymede said, his voice quivering.

“Zeus is dead!” Athena snapped. “He was somehow turned human and the only thing that was out of the ordinary today was him saying the wine tasted off. So I repeat, what did you do!?”

Ganymede looked at her terrified and remorseful. “He wasn’t supposed to die…” he mumbled catching Athena off guard. She let go of Ganymede, letting him fall to the ground.

“What do you mean, wasn’t supposed to die?” She questioned.

Ganymede stared up at her terrified of what she might do to him. “H..he wasn’t supposed to die…I didn’t mean for that to happen..”

Athena’s confusion quickly turned back to angry as she grabbed him by the neck and dragged him back to the bath house, and threw him in front of Zeus’s body. Her family all stared in surprise, wondering what the fuck she was doing.

“Thea?” Hermes questioned, not really sure what to ask.

Ganymede stared at the godly kings body in horror. “My gods….”

Athena summoned her sword and held it to the side of his neck, “Start talking, now!”

He looked around slowly at the other gods staring at him. He sighed and answered, “I slipped a potion into his wine. It was supposed to temporarily turn him mortal for like, a week. He was never supposed to die!”

“….you’re the reason our king, our father, is dead..?!” Ares yelled.

Ganymede couldn’t meet his eyes, “I just wanted him to know the feeling of being mortal. For him to know the pain he causes everyone else. It was never supposed to be permanent.”

“Where did you get such a potion?” Hestia asked barely able to keep it together.

“Hecate.”

Athena lowered her sword and turned away, unable to face him anymore without wanting to kill him. Ganymede stared up at her, “Athena please. You have to believe me! This wasn’t supposed to happen!” He begged. He knew of all the gods who might spear him, it was her. “Please! You know how he was! He never cared about anyone but himse—“ Ganymede was cut off bu Ares swinging his sword and cutting his head off.

Athena turned around in horror when she felt the blood splatter hit her back. She stared at her brother and Ganymedes body, his blood mixing with her father’s. “What the fuck!?” Athena yelled.

“He killed father!” Ares shouted. “You can’t expect me to let him live!”

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Olympus’s rise

Chapter 5

Hephaestus and Athena sat and talked for a few hours, before Zeus walked in, looking around to make sure Hera wasn’t here. The Cyclops all huffed at him, and ignored the godly king. Zeus spotted his two crafting kids and walked up to them smiling.

“Hello you two! Hard at work I see!” Zeus smiled

They both stared at him, knowing he was only hiding from his wife. “Mother isn’t here.” Hephaestus said, working on resetting a necklace.

Zeus sighed in relief, “good. Wait, how’d you know I’m here hiding from her?”

“Athena told me what she saw.”

“Athena!?” Zeus’s yelled at his daughter.

“Hey I said I wouldn’t cover for you.” Athena shrugged.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is why I don’t tell you when I’m going out.”

“Which I’m grateful for. Your sex life is gross.” Athena grimaced. “And technically you never went out. You were in your bed chambers.”

“Technicalities.” Zeus waved her off, making both his children roll their eyes. “Anyways, this doesn’t need to spoke about to Hera.”

Hephaestus scoffed, “typical.“

“Shut up.” Zeus snapped.

“Father leave and I won’t tell Hera.” Athena told him. Zeus quickly waved and disappeared.

“He just fell for that?” Hephaestus questioned.

“Yep.”

“Okay then.”

Athena left shortly after to go bother her siblings. Apollo and Ares were spearing in the training arena her other siblings watched. “Who’s winning?” Athena asked walking up to the group.

“Apollo.” Hermes said floating above the ground.

“Not surprised.”

Athena kept watching the fight, which didn’t last much longer than another minute, when the group heard the sounds of Hera yelling. Hermes sighed, “Heras back.”

As if on cue, Hera stormed in and up to Athena grabbing her wrist. “Come with me!” Hera yelled pulling Athena away from her siblings who watched in confused and fear. Hera dragged Athena away into another room and threw her to the wall. “Did you know!?” Hera screamed.

“Did I know what?!”

“That Zeus was having an affair in our own room!?”

Athena didn’t answer. Hera saw her hesitation and slapped her across the face. “Answer me!” Hera yelled.

“Yes I knew!” Athena replied, “I caught him earlier.”

“And what, you just weren’t gonna tell me!?”

“Didn’t exactly feel like hunting you down.”

Hera slapped her again. “You’re just like your bastard siblings. Useless and annoying.”

“I’m only useless to you.” Athena snapped. “And like my siblings, we’re tired of yours and father’s bullshit. I don’t get involved for this very reason.”

Hera was seething with anger. She stormed off to pick another fight with her husband leaving Athena standing there rubbing her sore cheek. “Fucking bitch.” Athena mumbled, going back to her room. She sat down at her loom and started weaving, drowning out the rest of the world for several hours. She was so zoned out for hours that she hardly noticed when the sun had set, and was only brought out of it by the sound of a woman screaming bloody murder. Athena jumped up from her loom, ran out of her room and down the hall to the bathhouses where the scream came from.

A nymph ran out of the bathhouse screaming and ran into Athena. Athena grabbed the nymph by her shoulder and demanded answers. “What happened!? Answer me!”

The nymph could barely get any words out, just pointed to the door stuttering nonsense. Athena pushed her out of the way and froze in her tracks at what she saw. Lying in the water was her father, blood slipping from his head and turning the water bright red. His eyes were bugged out and had what looked like lightning burns all over his body. He was unconscious, unmoving, and not breathing. She stood there frozen, staring at her father’s dead body, unsure how to even react.

“Athena!? What’s going on!?” Apollo yelled, running into the bath house with his other siblings. “We heard screami—“ they all stopped in their tracks when they saw the Zeus.

Apollo about fainted and Dionysus collapsed to his knees. Artemis had to look away, unable to bear the sight of her father’s corpse. Hermes and Hephaestus both just stared, unable to process what they were seeing. Ares, well he took a more violent approach and grabbed Athena by the neck, pinning her to the wall. “WHAT DID YOU DO!?” He screamed in anger

“I didn’t do anything! I found him like this!” Athena answered shoving him off her. Ares stumbled back, still fuming.

“What is all the shouting about!?” Poseidon asked, entering with his sister’s. The gods just looked at them, unable to say anything. “Well?”

None of the got the chance to answer before Hestia saw the sight of Zeus in the water and let out a blood curdling scream, covering her mouth in shock and dropping to her knees. Demeter saw her brother body and immediately started sobbing in disbelief, hugging Hestia close to her. Hera was completely frozen, slight tears running down her face. Poseidon got closer to the water, reaching down to his brother before Athena grabbed his hand to stop him.

“DONT!” She yelled pulling him away. “Look at the water! It’s electrified! If you touch it you’ll get electrocuted too!”

“H…how did this happen..?” Demeter asked through the tears.

“I don’t know…I found him like this…”

Apollo stepped a bit closer, before immediately looking away covering his eyes with his hand. “F..from the looks of it..he hit his head and electrocuted himself.”

“How is that possible?! He’s immortal!” Ares shouted.

“Or was..” Dionysus mumbled. “His bloods not gold..”

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Headcanon!

Athena had a tattoo around her wrist of each of her siblings symbols that they drew on her as little kids. They would each draw their symbol on her before she went to war as a show of protection and luck.

First ares, who drew it on her cause she could always use the strength of another war god

Hephestaus saw Ares do it, and started as well. But more for the luck that her armor and weapons would hold up in battle.

When Artemis and Apollo got onto Olympus, they saw Athena had the tattoos and theirs. Artemis said it was to make sure she would never miss a target, and Apollo told her it was a charm to make sure she was never hurt.

Hermes saw them when he got to Olympus, and Apollo told him what they were for so he added his symbol, said so she would always be quick on the battle field.

Dionysus was last, drawing his symbol on her arm and saying it was a reminder to win so they could party afterwards.

Obviously her siblings stopped drawing them as they got older so she got them tattooed on her forever so she’d always have her siblings love and protection with her. Well that, and the one day she left before Apollo drew his symbol on her she got her ass kicked (she still won), and Apollo had a panic attack about it and practically begged her to make his symbol permanent.

The best things come from those!

🥰🥰Awwww! That's so cute! Dionysus drawing one on there, so they could party afterwards is so cute. Not Apollo feeling super guilty afterwards! I've never pictured Athena having tattoos, but this is really cool!

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It would be the only tattoos she’d ever have. Just like a permanent bracelet around her wrist.

[hunterofartemis7]

Olympus’s Rise

Chapter 3

A week after the last fight Zeus and Hera had, another started up. It seemed like each day Zeus had snuck off to sleep with a different mortal and left his children to cover for him. Truth none of them knew exactly where he was so telling Hera that when she asked wasn’t an entire lie. By the end of the week, Hera was fed up with getting sent on 6 different wild goose chases by her bastard step children. Her siblings didn’t know where Zeus had disappeared to, nor did her children. She didn’t want to waste time with the bastards so she went straight to the one goddess who didn’t care enough to cover for him; Athena.

Yeah sure, she did cover for her father when it was actually needed, but when it came to his infidelity she didn’t waste her time. She wasn’t a fan of him cheating either, but didn’t make a point to try and stop him or cover for him. Her stormed angrily around Olympus looking for Athena and grew more and more frustrated when she couldn’t find her. She went up to Apollo who was writing up some new songs in his room and demanded to know where Athena is.

“She’s been in Athens all day,” Apollo told her. “She just got back about 30 minutes ago.”

“Well where is she now!?”

“Bath house?” Apollo guessed.

Hera left Apollos room and went straight to the bath house, bursting through that doors and scaring the shit out of Athena. “WHERE IS YOUR FATHER!?”

Athena yelped in surprise, quickly grabbing a towel near the edge of the bath and wrapped it around herself. “You know there’s this thing called knocking! Might wanna try it some time!”

“Just answer the question!”

“He’s in the mortal realm!” Athena answered climbing onto the edge of the bath. “Why does that require you to storm in here like you own the place!?”

“I know he’s in the mortal realm but where specifically is he!?”

“How should I know!?”

“You fucking know everything!” Hera shouted towering over Athena in an attempt to be intimidating; it didn’t work.

“Well I don’t know this! Father didn’t tell me.”

“And why the fuck not!? He fucking tells you everything!”

“Cause he knows I won’t cover for his ass! Now can you go away!? I’m hot and tired and just wanna take a bath in peace.”

Hera scoffed and stormed off in a huff, almost running into Artemis on her way out.

“What’s her problem?” Artemis asked, her hands and clothes bloody from her latest hunt.

Athena sighed, throwing the towel off and slipping back into the water. “She’s looking for father again and no one knows where he is, or won’t tell her.”

“Oh, so same old same old.”

Athena nodded, only just now noticing how bloody her sister was. “Successful hunt I presume?” Athena asked.

“Yep!” Artemis beamed. “500 pound boar!”

“Impressive. You gonna get cleaned up now?”

“Nope! I’m going back out to get the big one.”

Athena raised an eyebrow, “500 pound isn’t the big one?”

“Not even close! See ya sis!” Artemis waved and ran off to ‘get the big one’ as she put it. Athena didn’t know whether to be impressed at her sister’s hunting skill, or worried that she was going to get herself trampled by a possible 600+ pound angry boar. Athena went back to relaxing in the water for a while before getting out, drying off and heading back to her chambers. Almost as soon as she walked out, she heard what sounded like a group of people doing what she prayed was sparing. Not out of the ordinary, gods fight all the time, but what caught her attention was the sound of her father’s voice coming from the direction of his and Heras room.

She thought she was just hearing things, just being used to hearing Zeus’s voice ring through the hall. Athena did ponder on it for a moment, getting an idea she hoped was wrong. “He can’t be that stupid..” she muttered to herself, heading towards Zeus and Heras chambers. Then closer she got, the louder the sounds got and the more she cringed. By the time she reached the door, Athena could distinctly hear the voices of Zeus, Ganymede and some other female she didn’t recognize. She wanted to just walk away and pretend she never heard this, but, regretfully, knocked on the door anyway. “If you’re trying not to get caught, I suggest you find somewhere better to hide!” She said loudly.

The sound of Zeus frantically trying to cover up himself and his lovers could be heard from inside. Moments later Zeus stepped out with a sheet wrapped around his waist, “how did you know I was here?” Zeus asked

“I could hear you all the way from the bath houses.” Athena told him crossing her arms across her chest.

“You could?”

“Yes.”

Zeus cringed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, not sure what to say.

“You know sending Hera on a while goose chase through the mortal realm is smart, but having an affair in your own marital bed is a new low. Even for you.” Athena scolded him.

“Yeah I know, just don’t tell Hera.” Zeus pleaded.

“If she asks I’m not covering for you. This is fucking disgusting.”

Zeus shrugged, “I don’t remember asking for your opinion.”

“Really, cause I’ll go get Hera right now.”

“No no!” Zeus shouted, “no need to do that! I’m sorry, just please, keep quiet about this.”

Athena rolled her eyes, “fine.”

Zeus smiled triumphantly and kissed the top of her head, “thank you daughter!” He went back into his room and locked the door, leaving Athena questioning her life choices. She snapped back to reality when she sounds came back and she disappeared to Hephaestus’s forge, the one place she went when trying to drown out any noise or avoid Hera. Plus, she did enjoy the conversations she had with her half-brother.

Athena knocked on the door and waited for an answer; why any of her siblings knock and walk before getting an answer she never understood.

Hephaestus called for her to enter and she stepped inside, getting hit with a wave of heat. Athena was a bit more used to the heat than the other gods who avoided the forge, often training directly under Helios’s rays. She walked past all the weapons and inventions he had created, many were to aid the others in whatever their domain required of them. Hephaestus sat at his work desk, sharpening up one of Ares swords while the Cyclops worked around him.

One of the Cyclops looked down at Athena, glaring at her. They never liked any of the other gods, and frankly most of the gods didn’t care for them either. Except for Athena. Yeah ofc she didn’t like ones Poseidon created, but the elder cyclops she had no bad blood with. She bowed her head to them as a show of respect, in return the Cyclopes bowed to her as well before returning to work. Hephaestus smiled when he saw her, “you know you’re the only god they like other than me.”

“Maybe because I’m the only other one who treats them with respect.” Athena said walking up to his desk. “Ares break another sword?”

“No, just needed sharpening. He did seem in a bit of a mood today though, something about a boar.”

Athena chuckled to herself, “yeah, Artemis might have killed one.”

“More than one from what I heard, but good for her.” Hephaestus shrugged putting the sword aside on a stand. “So, what are you doing here? Finally gonna let me fix that scrap metal you call a helmet?”

“Never gonna happen, nothings wrong with my helmet. And I’m here trying to erase what I just heard from my head.” Athena grimaced, sitting on Hephaestus desk.

“Let me guess, you caught father doing something unfaithful?” Hephaestus guessed, sitting back on his work bench.

“Their marital bed.” Athena cringed.

Hephaestus shook his head, “guess he took a page out of Ares book.”

Athena grimaced, remembering when Ares and slept with Aphrodite in hers and Hephaestus marital bed. “Sorry, didn’t mean to open that wound.”

He shrugged, “don’t apologize. What’s done is done.”

Athena nodded. “Still, it’s frankly disgusting what father is doing.”

“I agree. You gonna tell Hera?”

“If she asks I will. You don’t I try not to get involved with his affairs.”

“She’ll probably be back here at some point wondering where he is so I’ll inform her.” Hephaestus tells her, “if she doesn’t catch him first.”

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[hunterofartemis7]

Olympus’s Rise

Chapter 2

Hera and Zeus went back to their camper after the ‘situation’ they just had with Athena. Hera had wrapped her ankle up till it healed and had an ice pack on her face where Athena had hit her. She was sulking on the Divan couch in their room, drinking Nectar to heal her ankle.

Zeus couldn’t be bothered to care right now. He sat on their bed, holding his chin in his hand, thinking about what his daughter said. He didn’t mean to hurt Dionysus, he never intended to hurt any of his kids (epic fans go away lol🙃). Hera looked at her husband and glared at him. “Your daughter needs to learn some fucking manners.” She mumbled sipping her nectar.

“My daughter didn’t do anything wrong.” Zeus argued.

“Are you kidding me!? She attacked both of us!”

“She was protecting her siblings and the mortals! I’m not going to fault her for that!” Zeus yelled at his wife.

“I don’t care what she was doing! She had no right—“

“And you hand no right to strike Ganymede and yet here we are!”

Her scoffed, “that whore had it coming!”

“He’s not a who—“ Zeus stopped yelling and pinched the bridge of his nose sighing. “Know what, I’m not starting this fucking argument with you again.” He told her, standing up and heading for the door.

“Where are you going?” Hera questioned.

“Out!” He shouted slamming the door. Zeus turned into an eagle and flew around Olympus, looking for this godly children. He found them sitting around Hestias hearth while Apollo healed Dionysus’s wounds. Zeus landed a few yards away, staying as an eagle as he watched his kids conversation.

Apollo held his hand over Dionysus face, the lightning wound fading away into a small scar on his forehead. “There. Like it never happened.” Apollo said sitting on the ground beside Artemis. Beside her was Athena who was cleaning the blood off her sword, than Hermes who was relaxing back munching on some grapes. Hephaestus sat beside Dionysus, tinkering with some new invention he came up with.

“Thanks brother.” Dionysus thanked Apollo.

“Don’t mention it.”

“Also, Thea, that was fucking badass!” Hermes said still very excited at getting to watch his sister humiliate their dad and step mom. “Didn’t know you were actually gonna strike them!”

“They had it coming.” Athena muttered, not seeing what he was so excited about.

“I agree,” Dionysus spoke, “it was very cool, if not a bit scary, to watch. And uh..thanks for sticking up for me.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Can we all agree that Theas the only one who can get away with that and live?” Apollo asked, taking a sip of wine that he stole from Hermes.

“Agreed.” All the gods said, getting a small glare from Athena. It was known, pretty much everywhere, that Athena was the favorite of Zeus’s but she didn’t like when people brought it up. Why, they didnt know, so most gods kept bringing it up even if it annoyed her.

“Think Hera will try anything for revenge?” Hermes asked.

“Doubt it.” Hephaestus replied. “Mother may try but father won’t let her do anything to his favorite girl.”

“Can you stop calling me that?” Athena snapped at her half-brother.

Hephaestus shrugged, going back to his inventions.

“Well if Hera won’t, I know one dumbass who will.” Artemis said, restringing her bow.

None of the others got to ask who she meant before they heard the loud yelling of their half brother. “ATHENA!!!”

“Speak of the devil.”

Ares, Zeus’s eldest son, stormed up to the group, his swords in hands looking like he was ready for a fight. Athena’s siblings all turned to look at him, though Athena herself didn’t. She just rolled her eyes and kept her focus on her sword.

“Hey jackass!” Hermes waved.

“What the fuck did you do!?” Ares screamed at his sister, ignoring Hermes.

“I don’t know what you mean.” Athena said boredly.

“You know exactly what I mean!! Why the hell did you hurt my mother!?” Ares demanded to know standing right behind his sister.

Athena sighed, “why bother asking when you clearly already know?” She asked still keeping her back to him.

Ares stormed around the group until he was standing in front of Athena, “Because I want to know where you think you had any right to hurt her!?”

“If it makes ya feel any better, she stabbed dad too.” Hermes added to the conversation, getting hit upside the head by Artemis.

“It doesn’t, bastard! Now answer the question Athena!”

Athena barley looked up at him, frankly annoyed with his attitude. “Your mother had struck Ganymede, got in a fight with father which led him to create aggressive storms that killed dozens of mortals and got Dionysus hurt. Striking them was the only way to get them to quit. Now if you don’t mind, I’d like for your parents blood to not stain my sword.” She went back to cleaning her sword, which infuriated Ares.

“Where do you get off thinking you can act however you please!?”

“Where do you get off to starting random fights with your sister?”

Fed up with Athena, Ares ripped the sword out of her hand and grabbed her by the throat, throwing her across the room. She hit the wall hard, not hard enough to knock her out. Ares went to try and continue attacking, but seemed to forget that he was standing in the middle of his siblings, who were just as protective of Athena as she was to them.

Artemis drew her hunting knife and cut the back of Ares legs, knocking him to his knees. Apollo punched him hard in the face, sending him to the other side of the room. Hermes flew over to make sure Athena was ok, while Dionysus wrapped grapes vines around Ares, immobilizing him so the others could use him as a living punching bag.

“You okay sis?” Hermes asked pulling Athena to her feet.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” She groaned. “I’ve been in worse fights with Artemis’s dogs.”

Hermes laughed at what he was hoping was a joke. His smiled did quickly fade when ares opened his mouth. “Let me down you bastards!”

“Not gonna happen.” Dionysus said. “You fucked with one of us, now you gotta fuck with all of us.”

Artemis and Apollo drew their bows, aiming their silver arrows at Ares. Hermes hand summoned a sword to his hand, and Hephaestus summoned his metal working hammer to his. Athena was ready to draw hers when a stuck of lightning shot between ares and the group, Zeus appearing in between them.

“ENOUGH!” He shouted angrily. He snapped and the vines holding Ares disappeared dropping him to the ground. The gods stepped back from their father, lowering their weapons, all but Athena, who stepped forward hoping to keep her siblings safely behind her. They had already been hurt once today by their father, she wasn’t going to let it happen again.

Zeus looked down at ares, “did your mother send you?!”

“No.” Ares groaned, sitting up. “She told me what happened and I came to defend her.”

“If that what you were doing?” Zeus questioned. “To me it looked like you were unfairly fighting with your sister.”

“Unfairly!? You don’t even care that she attacked Mother and you!” Ares screamed at his father.

“She did what she had to!” Apollo yelled. Zeus held his hand up, giving his son the hint to be quiet.

“Go back to Hera, Ares. I’ll deal with you later.” Zeus ordered.

Ares glared at his father, then at Athena. “This isn’t over.” He teleported away to Hera as Zeus had ordered, leaving his bastard siblings and father still standing there.

“All of you go back to your domains/chambers.” Zeus ordered, “there’s been enough fighting for one day.”

The gods looked at Athena, as if asking for her permission. She nodded to them and they all left. The action did not go unnoticed by Zeus. It wasn’t the first time he had told his godly children what to do and they looked to Athena instead of immediately obeying. Athena turned to go back to her own room when Zeus stopped her. “Why do they do that?” He asked.

“Do what?” Athena questioned.

“Look to you when I tell them to do something.”

Athena shrugged, “don’t know. Maybe ask them.”

“You don’t think it’s the slightest bit odd that they look to you instead of immediately following the orders of their king?”

Once again, Athena shrugged. “Guess they trust me more.” She replied, walking off to her room without giving Zeus another chance to speak.

Truth be told, Athena never paid much attention to it. Sure she noticed, but her siblings had done that since they were little so it never crossed her mind. Artemis and Apollo did it when they first came to Olympus, unsure whether they could trust their father but knew they could trust their older sister. Hermes used to look to her when Hera told him to go do something and would only go if he got a nod from Athena. Dionysus was an adult when he came to Olympus but still looked to any of his older siblings as if asking permission when Zeus or Hera had ordered him to go do anything.

The more she thought about it, the more it did seem a bit strange that even as adults they still looked to her. Sure when they were kids it made sense, most her practically attached to her hip and were weary of their Father. Maybe it was just habit for them and never grew out of it. Whatever the case, Athena didn’t know and didn’t really want to think about anymore. She was tired and just wanted some sleep. Once in her room, Athena shed her armor and weapons. Changing out of her chiton and slipping into the soft sheet of her bed, she quickly drifted off to sleep, hoping the next day would be better than today.

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[hunterofartemis7]

Olympus’s Rise

The Olympians are sick and tired of Zeus’s rein over Olympus and decided to take action against him. But what happens when the gods can’t decide who should take the throne, and new information is revealed to them?

Chapter 1

Helios shined brightly on the walls of Olympus, his sun rays shining through Athena’s window. The suns warmth radiated against her olive skin. She smiled, enjoying its warmth and the silence of the early morning hours. Her dark brown hair sprawled out over her shoulders as she lay on her stomach still half asleep.

“YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!!!” Or she was, until she heard Heras angry voice ringing throughout the halls. Athena groaned, pulling the blanket over her head to drown out the noise. Which proved to be ineffective when her brother Hermes started knocking on her door. He didn’t bother waiting for her to respond before waltzing into her chambers like he owned the place. “Morning sister!” He beamed.

“Go away Hermes.” Athena muttered annoyed.

“Come on, is that anyway to speak to your favorite sibling?” He teased, plopping down on the bed beside.

“You are not my favorite sibling, at least not right now.” Athena groaned getting a dramatic gasp from Hermes.

“If I’m not, who is?”

“Artemis, cause she doesn’t bother me.” Athena snapped, wrapping the blanket around herself as she got up, keeping her nude form from Hermes. She got up and tiredly walked over to her closet to get dressed for the day. Hermes just smiled watching her, “Well I’m still your favorite brother.” He joked.

“That’s not saying much.” She yawned, motioning for Hermes to turn around so she could get dressed. Hermes sighed and turned around facing the wall.

“Ya know this wouldn’t be an issue if you just slept with clothes on.” He teased.

“This also wouldn’t be an issue if you would stop bargaining into my room without permission.” She responded, dropping the blanket she had around herself to the floor.

“Hey at least I knocked. Better than some of our siblings.” Hermes joked, reminding Athena of when Apollo was young and would sneak into her room and stand at right beside her bed staring at her till she got up.

“True. I’m glad he grew out of that.” A thena muttered, putting her chiton on.

“I kinda miss it. It was funny.” Hermes said getting off her bed and walking around her room, keeping her out of his line of sight. “You hear father and Hers fighting again?”

“I believe all of Olympus can hear them.” She answered. “What are they arguing about this time?”

“I think Ganymede,” Hermes said looking at her tapestry on the wall. “Not entirely sure what there is left to argue about with him but I guess she found something.”

Athena sighed shaking her head, “I’m getting sick and tired of their arguments.”

“So are the rest of us Sister.”

Athena wakes over to him, grabbing her helmet off her loom where she last set it. “I’d stay clear of them today,” she warned her brother. “It’s never a good idea to get caught in the middle of it.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.” Hermes replied. “What are you planning on doing?”

“Staying as far away from them as possible.” Athena answered, grabbing her spear and walking out with Hermes following her. Hermes went off to bother their other siblings while Athena made her way past the throne room where Zeus and Hera were fighting. She’d seen their fights since she came to Olympus, hell it was one of the first interactions she had with the two gods. Her siblings were not as used to it as she was; they didn’t see it as long as she had. Even though it was a normal everyday thing, it didn’t make it any less annoying.

Once past the throne room, Athena had planned to fly anywhere not near her father but a random sound of glass shattering and someone yelling “damn it!” had caught her attention. She quickly walked down the hall finding Ganymede crouched over a pile of broken glass he had dropped.

“You okay?” Athena asked.

Ganymede just barely looked up at her before immediately dropping his head back down. “Y..yeah I’m fine. Just a fucking clutz.” He said hastily picking up the broken glass. Athena knelt down to help him, making sure he didn’t cut himself on the glass.

“You don’t have to do that Athena, I got it.”

“I don’t mind.” She told him, “not like I got anywhere to..be..” Athena trailed off when she noticed a bruise on the young man’s face. “What happened?”

Ganymede kept his head down, hoping his hair would cover his face. “N…nothing!”

Athena grabbed his chin and forcefully lifted his head up. Ganymede had a massive bruise around his eye and what looked like a broken nose. “Who did this?” She asked angrily.

“Don’t worry about it!” He snapped pulling away.

“Ganymede I’m not asking! Who did this!?”

Ganymede sighed, knowing it’s pointless to argue with her. “Hera..”

“That fucking cunt!” She snapped gritting her teeth.

“Yeah. I accidentally tripped when bringing some wine cause Zeus was distracting me, and spilled it all over her. She slapped me across the face than they started fight….again.” Ganymede explained, finishing getting all the glass shards off the floor.

“That doesn’t make it any better.” Athena said frowning. She stood up and held her hand out, pulling Ganymede up onto his feet.

“No shit. I know that.”

“Hey no need to get an attitude.” Athena snapped, “I’m only trying to help.”

“You wanna help, get those two to stop fighting.” He told her. “I don’t see how anyone on this fucking puts up with it!”

“Be avoiding and ignoring it.“ Athena answered.

“Yeah cause that’s working out SOOOO well.” Ganymede said sarcastically.

Athena glared at him, grabbing her spear and headed away. “Says the man who got involved and got a black eye.” She told him before leaving.

Athena shifted her form into an owl and flew off to Delos, in hopes to spend some time with the twins, Artemis and Apollo. She often spent more time with Artemis than Apollo, mostly due to them have a bit more in common, but did enjoy seeing her younger brother. Athena flew and landed on the shores of Delos where the twins were practicing their archery on a dummy that looked a bit to much like Hera.

Artemis was first to noticed her older sister when she shifted back into her normal form a few feet away from them. “Athena!” Artemis cheered dropped her bow and running up to her sister, hugging her. Apollo smiled and waved at her. “Hi sister!”

“Hey you two!” Athena smiled hugging Artemis.

“I see you’re also avoiding Olympus.” Apollo joked, firing another arrow at the practice dummy.

“Are you surprised?” Athena asked walking up to him.

“Not really.”

“What surprised us is that you’re not in Athens.” Artemis said picking her bow back up off the ground. “You normally tend to hide out there when avoiding father.”

“Yeah well, I decided I’d rather spend time with the two of you.” Athena told him. She looked at the dummy they were shooting at her chuckled. “A but life like isn’t it?”

The twins smiled mischievously, “yeah, that’s the point.” Apollo said firing at the dummies head.

“Mother made it so we could take our angry out on it and not get in trouble.” Artemis explained

“Well I can’t say it’s a bad idea.” Athena smiled.

“You shout try it sister! It’s very therapeutic.” Artemis said offering Athena her bow.

Athena shook her head at the offer, summoning a dagger into her hand and throwing it at the Hera like dummy. The dagger hit the dummy square between the eyes.

“Oh that is fun.” Athena muttered grinning to herself.

“Told you!” The twins laughed.

The three of them kept torturing the Hera dummy till it started storming, giving them the hint that it was time to quit. They all bolted inside the cave Leto used as a home, laughing like little kids as they ran inside soaking wet. Athena turned into her owl form and shook the water off herself, much to Apollos annoyance and Artemis’s amusement.

“You know, there’s the things called towels, maybe try using them.” Apollo told her, dropping a towel onto her.

Athena turned back to her normal form and threw the towel back at him, her hair still a bit damp. “Yeah but doing it that way works better for me.” She teased.

Apollo rolled his eyes, “you’re as bad as Ares when he turns into a dog to dry off.”

“At least I don’t get water everywhere like he does.”

“Yeah well—“ He was cut off by Artemis through a different towel at his head.

“Are you two done fighting yet?” Artemis asked laughing at her siblings.

“We aren’t fight, more like, playful bantering.” Athena told her smirking.

The 3 gods stayed in the cave waiting for the rain to stop, not cause the rain was actually a problem for fucking gods, but cause it meant their dad was in a mood and they didn’t want to deal with it. Sadly, their plan to hide out till the storm ended didn’t exactly work out. Zeus’s storm had escalated to a point where dozens of mortals were drowning, cities were flooding and a punch of people were getting struck by lightning.

Athena stood at the caves entrance, watching the storm get worse by the minute, her siblings walking up behind her. “Father is going to kill everyone if he keeps this up.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” Apollo muttered under his breath. Artemis elbowed him in the ribs for his unhelpful comment. “Should we head back?” Artemis asked.

Athena didn’t get a chance to answer before Hermes flew up to them at his top speed. “We need you guys back on Olympus.” Hermes panted sounding panicked. “Things have gotten out of hand.”

“No shit.” Apollo commented, getting elbowed in the ribs again by Artemis.

“Dionysus is hurt. He tried to get in the middle of their fight.” Hermes told them.

Rage built in Athena. First they hurt Ganymede, then the mortals, and now her baby brother. “Where is he?” Athena asked, voice filled with rage. “Just outside the throne room with Ganymede and Hephaestus.” She didn’t wait for her other siblings before flying off toward Olympus. Once on the mountain, Athena went straight for her little brother. One to check on him, and two to know just how mad she needed to be. The 3 gods sat outside the entrance to the throne room, lighting and chaos coming from within the room. Though Athena paid it no attention, just focused on Dionysus.

“What happened?!” She demanded to know storming up to her siblings.

“Athena!?” Dionysus and Hephaestus looked up at her in surprise. Dionysus immediately put his head down and covered his arm so she wouldn’t see the wounds.

“I said what happened!?” She asked again standing over them.

“I tried to break up the fight,” Dionysus told her, his voice low and almost ashamed. “It didn’t work.”

“What did they do to you?”

None of the gods answered, which was not the right thing to do cause it just pissed her off. “What. Did. They. Do!?” She yelled this time instead of calmly asking.

Dionysus hesitated, but eventually looked up and showed Athena a massive lightning strike across his face and down him arm. “The lightning got to me…”

Athena’s eyes flashed with rage, “oh this ends now!” She summoned her shield and stormed into the throne room where her father and Hera where arguing. Her other siblings arrived just in time to see what they thought was their sister losing her mind. Lighting was striking all around the room, winds blowing like a hurricane. Athena held her shield in front of her to avoid getting hit, and to get closer to the two angry gods. Most wouldnt dare come near either of them when they were angry, and most were smart. But right now Athena didn’t care, she was just as angry. Her siblings watched from the entryway fearing for their eldest sister’s life. Good news for her, Zeus and Hera were so caught up in the fight that they didn’t notice Athena coming up to them. Bad news for them, they didn’t notice her so they didn’t have a chance to react when Athena came up behind Hera and cut her Achilles tendon with her sword, and hit her upside the head with her shield. Hera fell to the ground screaming, holding her ankle in pain.

Zeus didn’t get a chance to react either because by the time he realized what happened, Athena had already cut his leg with her sword and hit him in the face with the edge of her shield. The two gods looked up at her completely baffled and confused as to what just happened. Her siblings were just as surprised, and weren’t sure who they needed to be more afraid of; Zeus or Athena.

Athena stood over the two gods, golden blood dripping from her sword. Her strong gray eyes almost seemed to flash with lightning, show just how pissed she was. Though, Zeus didn’t seem to care cause he started yelling at her. “What in Olympus’s name do you think you are doing!?”

“I believe I’m stopping you two idiots from hurting or killing anyone else!” Athena yelled at her father, also not caring if he was mad; guess it’s genetic.

“What are you talking about!? And how dare you strike the king and queen of the heav—“ Athena cut Heras yelling off by pointing her sword to the goddesses throat.

“One more word and we will learn if a god can actually bleed to death.” Athena threatened. “As for your question, you’ve already hurt Ganymede, father’s storms have taken the lives of SEVERAL mortals, and Dionysus was injured during his attempt to end this fight. I’m putting a stop to ALL of it!”

Hera looked about ready to snap Athena’s neck, Zeus, honestly looked kinda guilty. He waved his hand and stopped the storms and floods in the mortal realm, as well as the one in the throne room. He stood up and looked at the doorway where most of his kids were watching the shit show that just went down.

“Athena lower your sword, now.” Zeus ordered.

She didn’t want to, but did anyway. Putting her sword back in its holster and making her shield disappear. She still glared at her father and step-mother/queen. “These arguments are getting out of hand. You’ll end up killing one of your children one of this days.” Athena snarled at them before leaving, her siblings following after her.

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[sarnai4]

Hi. I wanna start writing a fanfic where Athena and Ares fight for the title of ruler of the gods and I can’t find a good reason as to why Zeus is gone, any ideas?

Hi! Oooh! Love the sound of that! Let me see...

You could go the route with Zeus having been the bad guy. Maybe other gods turned on him (he WOULD be horribly outnumbered if they all decided, "He's kind of a jerk. Get 'em!") He might have a new home in Tartarus.

2nd option, you could make him a reasonable fellow who realizes that he's been in power for so long that he's at the point where he's either feeling the monotony of it or actually thinks that someone else would be better (sorta like he wants to mimic the mortal kings who pass the torch)

3rd option off the top of my head is if you go a fully alternate route with the lore. Maybe something's happened with the cupbearers, so the gods can age now. They're still immortal, but they won't be as strong or capable centuries down the line. Knowing that it would be easier for someone to try to take over, Zeus could want to go out on a high note and leave the throne up for grabs.

[hunterofartemis7]

Could do a combo of options 1 and 3. The gods getting tired of his shit and using the cupbearer to give him something that will take his godlyhood. Than they team up and kill him

[aesthetichoney2111]

It must be Nice, It must be Nice... To have a Goddess on your side!

[hunterofartemis7]

Hamilton: that bird on your shoulder looks quite judgmental.

Ody: *also judging* yeah, she tends to do that

Athena: *angry nipping at Odysseus cause she doesn’t like Hamilton and wants Odysseus to walk off*

[lady-of-the-hunt19]

My lady, we totally have not tied up lord Apollo in our tent, and we wanted to know, hypothetically, what’s the best way to annoy him?

Play music badly he absolutely hates that

[hunterofartemis7]

😈 *goes back to their campsite to annoy Apollo with bad music*

[hunterofartemis7]

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