|yegods_npc (yegods_npc) wrote in yegods,|
@ 2011-10-31 14:11:00
|Entry tags:||!log, #npc:amaterasu, #npc:apollo, #npc:bastet, #npc:hades, #npc:hecate, #npc:isis, #npc:ptah, daisuke tendo, simon renaud, sunyoung dupont|
Who: Isis, Amaterasu, Hecate, Apollo, Ptah, Hades, Bastet
Where: Outside of Nico's mansion.
When: Early morning of 1 November
What: The Gods clean up the pieces
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
The property was a major disaster area. There was no doubt about that. But something of a calm spread over the area as the master of the house was nowhere to be found and two demi-gods disappeared into the darkness of the underworld to right the wrongs. While the mansion did sustain some damage and zombies still twitched on the ground and a few wandered around aimlessly looking for prey, it wasn’t as bad as it was several hours ago.
The front door suddenly flung open as a rather tall and dark figure took up the majority of the doorway. He was dressed all in black and had more bling around his neck and on his fingers than Kanye West. With huge black boots, he stepped out onto the porch and surveyed the scene with eyes that resembled coals. He muttered, like an old man complaining about taxes, for a moment before he lifted up his arms and all the zombies paused where they were standing and sat on the lawn cross-legged.
“Bloody voodoo gods…” he complained as he stepped down the stairs and onto the lawn. He glanced up at the moon and shook his head. “Bloody magic goddesses…” He touched the dead zombies and pulled out slivers of souls and put them into a bottle among his bling. “Time to take you home before the others arrive…” he laughed humorously.
“Now, now, Hades, not all magic goddesses are that bad…” said a female voice that suddenly joined the conversation. He looked over to a pool of moonlight which cascaded over a female with dark skin who to an outsider seemed to be in a costume that could be labeled “Cleopatra” at the costume store. However, she wore a crown with the symbol of Isis; the circle with two horns coming out the side.
“Good evening, Isis,” Hades responded rolling his eyes as he continued to collect souls, some of them ghosts, to take back to the underworld with them.
“Hades, I know you also have riches and therefore greed to your portfolio, but it was already decided while you had your little house arrest that the souls involved in this mess will be split evenly,” Isis said simply as she adjusted her crown.
“Bite Me, Isis,” Hades answered back as he tagged another ghost out of the air. “I was here first.”
Isis stiffened up at that threat, “I could transform into a cobra and bite you with a poison that will affect you for a thousand years if you’d like…” She gave him a sweet smile. “You are just going to have to be patient while that… child of Hermes and child of Thoth untangle the ley lines.”
“It would obviously make more sense if I collect the souls now and redistribute them later…” Hades said attempting to hide the annoyance in his voice. It failed.
“Hecate… I see you…” Isis commented suddenly as a very pale woman stepped out from behind the trees. She looked absolutely annoyed and held onto one orb but it clearly wasn’t the one she wanted.
“Good for you, Isis. I’m impressed with that eyes in the back of your head spell. No wonder your son is absolutely no fun…” Hecate sneered.
Isis smugly turned around, “You are lucky I have my diplomat hat on right now, otherwise, I’d offer to settle it here right now.” She paused for a moment looking at the orb. “I don’t know what you’re looking for but you know Nikolas’s soul was destroyed a long time ago. And the one with… Steffan is it? Is not that one. But there is the soul of an unfortunate pizza boy and retail salesgirl.” Isis sniffed a little.
“Is it this one?” a new voice joined the conversation. It was a taunting sort of voice, that almost purred. Several feet away, a new person joined the conversation. She wore a slinky leopard print dress and possessed a pair of cat ears and a cat tail. Hers could have also been a costume but it wasn’t. In her hand, lay the cloudy ball that Nico had previously coveted.
“Yes, give it to me!” Hecate demanded.
“Or what? As soon as you toss a spell in my direction, I could drop it… which could mean the souls will be destroyed,” Bastet replied with a small gasp. “And your poor Simon will be forever destroyed. Only memories will remain… and not good memories to my understanding.”
“Do not bring my son’s fate into a game, Bastet!” boomed a female voice from the sky.
“Or my lovely, intelligent, talented, and beautiful daughter!” a dreamy male voice added from the same direction.
The sky turned to a slight pink for a moment before the female ordered, sounding like a flight attendant, “If you are a vampire, please hide your eyes until further notification!”
Two lightless orbs appeared in the sky. One was more orangey red than the other. Then, the two descended to Earth. The orangey-red one transformed into an Asian woman who wore a red and gold and white kimono. The yellow one left a young man with a dreamy look on his face who wore a Greco style robe.
Apollo let out a yawn, “Why does all the excitement happen at night?”
Amaterasu looked rather sleepy herself but her irritation seemed to work something like two monsters, “Bastet… please hand the orb to me.”
“Tough luck, you two,” Hecate said darkly. “Even if you have their souls, they’re vampires. They belong to me. Their bodies will reject them.” She then looked at Amaterasu, whose lip quivered, and used a mocking, childish voice. “Aw… are you going to run and cry in a cave again when things get tough?”
“Hecate, is it really necessary to use such a tone?” Apollo replied airly. “All that is left of your child is in that orb. Can you not understand that all three of us have lost children? True, Amie-chan and I still have children that are… animate. But we cannot see them or hold them or tell them they matter or give them encouragement or write loving poetry about them…”
“Don’t call me that, please,” Amaterasu gave Apollo a forced smile.
“Empathy has never been my strong point,” Hecate sneered.
“You don’t say…” Amaterasu said lightly, her tone sounding rather ironic.
“It is your own children’s fault they now walk among the night and the dead…” Hecate dismissed with a flick of her wrist. “They belong to me. That is the only reason why I haven’t brought out my BIG spells yet.”
“I will make your children pay for eternity if you do that!” Amaterasu growled, her eyes lighting up with fire.
“Aww… poor Amaterasu! She’s worried she will not be able to produce another male heir,” Hecate continued with her baby talk before she thundered. “I predict by the end of this evening your boring son will fully embrace the monster he really is… Apollo’s daughter, well probably give me a week.”
Amaterasu looked livid at Hecate but still managed to hold herself as composed, “So you broke your son so you want to break mine too?”
Apollo piped up, “If you take out the circumstances of this, I would write slash fan fiction about you two…”
“SHUT UP, APOLLO!” Amaterasu and Hecate responded in unison.
Isis, who had been watching the little “cat fight” with interest, almost ignoring the fact that Hades still busily collected souls. She’ll deal with that later. Finally, she stepped up, “Apollo, Amaterasu, Hecate… this is very easy to solve. No need to resort to similar tactics of children. Hecate, release Amaterasu and Apollo’s children from the curse of the vampire and I will call…” she took out a fancy gold iPhone looking phone. “Ptah to create a body for Simon’s soul.”
“How is that even remotely fair?” Hecate glared at Isis. “You are rewarding their children for their lousy choices? Apollo’s child basically was snooping where she didn’t belong. And Amaterasu’s child knew better than to trust my child. The deal was legitimate. Both of their children made bad choices and now they’re mine!” She stamped her foot angrily.
“My son was tricked and drugged and you know it…” Amaterasu scoffed, her royal composure about to crack. Then she dismissed Apollo, “I will agree that his child made a stupid mistake.”
“She was trying to avenge YOUR son because she LOVED him,” Apollo shot back.
“He didn’t ask her to!”
“Amie-chan! You are just saying that because you’re angry at me! You sent one of Thoth’s children as your champion to do what my Lovely Luz – Hee, alliteration – tried to do!”
“At least he was useful…” Amaterasu spat in Hecate’s direction. “He destroyed her evil son!”
Hecate opened her mouth to respond but she was cut off by Isis who rubbed the bridge of her nose, “Fine. Fine. You and your ridiculous deals. Hecate, you can have Maria de la Luz and Daisuke once a month. On the new moon, the night in which the light of the sun does not shine, even by the help of the moon. But you have to turn them back and I will make arrangements with Ptah.”
Hecate glared at Isis for a moment before looking over to the absolutely horrified solar deities, “Fine. But I need the orb.” She hid a smirk.
“You have to shake on the deal,” Isis said sternly. “Swear on the River Styx…”
“What?” Hades was concentrating on something else.
“Swear on the River Styx with Hecate and also, it may be best for you to transform the living zombies back to themselves too, Hades…” Isis replied.
“Oh I already did that…” Hades snapped. “I’m not completely heartless despite Disney ripping me up…” He rolled his eyes before he looked back to Hecate. “Do you swear on the River Styx to turn Maria de la Luz Martin and Daisuke Tendo back to human, to only have control over them on the New Moon in exchange for Ptah of the Egyptian Pantheon to create a body for your son, Simon Renaud so he can return to life?”
“I do…” Hecate said looking hard over at Amaterasu and Apollo with an odd smile. The atmosphere turned red for a moment as a small breeze ruffled the trees.
Bastet, who had been playing with the orb like a cat with a ball, handed it over to Hecate, giving the witch a suspicious look. Hecate snatched it from Bastet and held it high in the air. She muttered a few words in Greek, the air turning blue around her. The crystal turned mostly clear except for one sliver, Simon’s soul. “It is done…” she said as the air returned back to normal.
Isis nodded her head once as she appeared to be texting. The ground shook for a moment as a man in a skullcap and covered in bandages broke out of the ground. He quickly got to work, silently. Stamping the ground, a boulder popped out of the ground. Taking out a chisel, he began to work swiftly, building a statue that looked very eerily similar to Simon. When he was done, he stepped back, appraising his work before turning back to Hecate, holding his hand out for the orb. She gladly handed it over.
He blew on the orb, which dislodged the sliver of silver from it. The bit of silver slipped up the statue’s nostril which transformed the body into that of flesh. Ptah gently touched the heart and the diaphragm which would cause the body before him to take a gasping breath.
“Good?” He looked over at Isis. Isis nodded.
“Now… we shall go to my office…” Isis insisted. “To discuss other issues out of the way of prying mortal eyes. They have no doubt seen enough… Hecate-“
Hecate only looked over and smiled as Simon opened his eyes before she vanished with the wind. Isis groaned, “We’ll deal with that later…”
The atmosphere blurred as the immortals vanished to the higher plane. The dead zombies became skeletons that leaked into the ground. The zombies who were bodies in the ground first joined the dead zombies.
The ones who became zombies were now human again, looking around perplexed. The chaos had ended. Now, it was time to pick up the pieces.