Aphrodite Is LOVEly. Bonk. A-Team.
"So why have I entered my home to see a groveling little creten, clinging to my ROBE?!" Ares screamed as he bore his eyes into Hermes, who was grabbing at his clothes.
"I'm…not… groveling," Hermes replied, trying to drag Ares back, "Also, it's creitn, if you're going to insult me do it properly. Anyway, that's not the issue here! Something defeated Poseidon! POSEIDON! You've got to come with me!"
"Oh? Sounds fun…No, I have a business to attend to," Ares commented with dismissal.
"No, it's not! It is advancing to Olympus as we speak!" Hermes yelled at him, "Listen I'm going to tell you how this is going to work. You're going to help Artemis and Apollo and-""You're not going to tell me shit,"
"Listen-""Suck my dick,"
"Listen to me-""Suck my dick you fuck,"
"Listen-""Suck my dick,"
"You need to go to the gate-""You need to suck my dick,"
"LISTEN TO ME NOW-""Go fuck yourself," Ares interrupted him for the last time, arriving in front of an enchanting entrance.
Ares, removing Hermes' hand from his robe, opened the door to a room that spread a lovely, addicting fragrance.
He entered with a grin and said, "Why do I care? Leave it to wonder boy Hephaestus everyone loves so much," before slamming the door shut with Hermes' muffled voice shouting 'GOOD IDEA!'
"Now you know I don't like that name," A seductive voice said as Ares' attention was turned to the woman, his posture erect.
"Neither. The only Olympians who care for him are Apollo and Zeus…maybe Athena but I don't want to know what goes through that psycho's head," Ares replied to the beauty beside him, taking a seat on the edge their bed.
"That is true," Aphrodite said, a calm, ever beautiful expression on her face.
However, on the inside, she was still excited and expectant. After all, the effect of the curse she placed is set to happen tomorrow.
"I refuse," A voice sounded in her head
She was suddenly dragged back to what happened 25 years ago, replaying the conversation of that day.
"Why?" Was the response from Aphrodite, staring at the Rookie Olympian in front of her.
"'Why?'" He mocked, "What makes you think I would go around making whatever you want?"
"Those. Are. The. Rules," She said to him, her voice getting more and more annoyed, "You should treat me with the same love you do with whoever you hold dearest! As the Goddess of Love, I command it!"
"I may only have been here for a year, Aphrodite, but by no means will I bow my head to you through the concept of rules. Since I am yet to hear of something like this. I do not command tribute for those who use metalwork," Hephaestus said to her calmly.
"Oh come on~," Aphrodite said, turning up her charm speak, "Just one, fleeting little thing,"
Hephaestus' eyebrows began to crease under the pressure of her voice. His mind began telling him to comply. To give in and worship her very being.
Aphrodite knew that she was slowly chipping away at her new toy.
"You would do that for me wouldn't you?" She said once more, placing a mark of love into Hephaestus' heart, slowly forming a connection with him.
It was small things like this, bringing down the ones who think themselves mighty, that exhilarated her so.
Hephaestus' mouth opened and closed, in a stuttering form.
Just a little…bit…more…
His mouth began to form a small circular form. A strange way to kiss, but Aphrodite is not one to judge.
His mouth fully formed a circle, before a deafening high pitch burst from his mouth, sending a heavy blast across the entire room.
This was the first time Aphrodite had ever experienced a whistle before.
Another loud CLAP resounded from a collision of Hephaestus' two hands coming together heavily before he disappeared in a small burst of flame
Again, this was the first time Aphrodite experienced something like this before.
It was rejection.
At that moment, an undying, passive want buried itself inside Aphrodite.
So, using the still present connection for love she attached to his heart. She had to make it quick since there was an untamed fire that ferociously clawed at the mark.
She would set it so every day, Hephaestus would fall in love with the first person he set his eyes on. And she would make sure that it would be her.
However, she had taken far too long. The fire had burned away most of the power of the mark, regressing the effects to be set to every 25 years instead, setting root the curse of love upon Hephaestus.
Aphrodite raised her head from her memory and looked to where Ares should have been; nothing but an empty room greeting her.
It seems he realized that she didn't want to see him today.
Now…what was that thing she heard about something defeating Poseidon?
….
Hephaestus, Arges, Brontes, and Steropes, all gathered near the entrance gate of Olympus, laying their eyes on a mass of destruction only seen before during the First Titan War.
Hephaestus angrily looked upon the fleeing figures of the deities, running away from the battered and defeated bodies of Ares, Artemis, and Apollo.
The pain and destruction were caused, all because of the gigantic creature screaming ahead of the four.
Its face held some resemblance to the depiction of Kronos that was banished in the treasury.
A strong, rugged muscular upper body.
Its lower body was that of an octopus, multiple tentacle legs flinging around as the creature made an unstoppable march towards the peak of Mount Olympus.
"He's copying your style," Arges commented, suggesting towards my back where my tentacles retract from.
I chuckled without reply.
"So, the A-Team is defeated and that big freaks plan is clearly to reach the peak," I said to them.
"Get it? A-Team? Ares, Apollo, Atre…no never mind. Let's just go," I said, leaping into the air.
"Yeah!" Steropes shouted as he jumped straight over me, swinging his hammer round and round before binging it down onto the giant creature, which is most obviously Typhon, not even causing it to flinch.
"RAAAH!" Both Arges and Brontes followed up together, striking in synchronization to the sides of Typhon.
Typhon, in response, gave the three a powerful seat away, continuing a straightforward pursuit of reaching the top of the mountain.
I landed on the floor in front of it, being myself up to my maximum 25-foot size, still having to look upwards to get a proper look at the beast.
"So this is the father of all monsters…" I said, looking at the creature in something akin to fear.
This thing definitely lives up to the 'myths'. Taking on an upfront attack of the three elder cyclops without flinching is a sure high-tier feat.
It looked down at me and said, "Olympian. Mother's plague," before chasing after me, its tentacles moving the very ground it touched, causing uplifting of the beautiful scenery.
"Mothers plague?" I shouted to it, gaining ignorance, "What are you talking about?!"
"My mother…says you are disease. I will cleanse, and take land," He said, slamming his arms around, just barely missing me.
I brought out a small panel that retracted from my new and improved armlet, presenting me with the multitude of gadgets I had laid out across this area.
"Not this one…No…Nope…Nuh-uh…Nada…Ah, there we go," I commented before pushing down on a button.
A large string began wrapping itself around their tentacles, strapping them closer and closer in a confined space.
"What is sticky white thing?!" He shouted out in annoyance.
"Ask your mother!" I shouted at him.
"No! I don't need Mother! I only need me!" He roared, ripping apart the trap I had laid.
His continuous rage fits began to spread across the lands more than towards me, injuring and nearly killing many deities.
I looked back to my list of traps, annoyed at how many I have yet no coordination to use them in time of struggle, like the fool I am.
"I really need to upgrade that AI in the smithy," I said to nobody.
"Come here, puny God!" Typhon yelled with a large wave of Divine Energy releasing from his voice.
"You three!" I shouted, releasing my divine energy, "Distract him for me a few moments!"
And so, as they began a relentless rampage on Typhon, not at all pulling any swings, I swiftly began placing small gadgets into all nearby gods and goddesses nearby me.
This was at least half the population of present Greek Gods, surprising me for how much damage could be caused if I hadn't decided to take some small sort of action.
"All of you!" I shouted, "The small buttons I have placed on you will send you to a series of passageways! Listen to Odigia and he will guide you safely!"
At the end of my words, the gadgets began to envelop all the Gods, scaring them, trying to claw it off them, before they fully disappeared towards Odigia.
He's going to hate me for that one.
So will Ares, if he finds out I made him flee a battlefield, he won't forget for years.
I can already feel the headache that is going to come after this.
I picked up a large piece of rubble and shouted, "Hey big bearded and ugly!"
He turned him towards me just in time for the giant piece of earth to slam straight to his face, blocking his vision for merely a moment.
However, this was brought as I formed the hammer I used to defeat Oizys in a single blow, throwing it straight into his head, completely confident in the result.
The dust cleared, presenting me with Typhon, with his hand covering his face, clutching the hammer tightly, bringing it down slowly as I saw his pure reptilian eyes brimming with hate, anger, disgust, mockery, and condescension.
And worst of all, displayed by his now exposed, grinning mouth…amusement.
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Illnesses/Issues that you didn't know some of the Greek gods lived with:
Hades: Vitamin D deficiency
Nike: Overshadowed by a shoe brand
Dionysus: Alcoholic
Demeter: Vegan
Apollo: Out loud poetry champion
Uranus: His name
Zeus: Zeus
Hera: Married to Zeus