AUTHOR'S NOTE- For my birthday, my good friend, killboredomdead, took most of my unfinished stories and finished them how she thought they would. She and her friend, Bob, did it together. Hope you enjoy! -Anna
I feel the sting on my arm, and I wince at the pain. Than, I am suddenly relieved of this sting when a shadow passes over me.
It's Apollo...
And he's SHIRTLESS.
"Apollo!" Athena proclaims, she is clearly as suprised as I am, not just because he's half naked. "Why do you abandon your garments? I surely see no reason for this." (We've been reading a little too much Shakespheare. ;-)) She gestures to shirtless Apollo. Hdy that's got a nice ring to it, Dhirtless Apollo, Shirtless Apollo.
I like it!
Than he turns, his body exposed to me, his muscles are tight, hard, and carved like stone, he is perfect, and he is a God.
"Of course he can, remember Zues's 3008th birthday, he stripped naked, and no one seemed to care then. We should be allowed to show some skin every now and than. Really Athena, loosen your corset." Artemis says as she leans up against a tree and tugs on the strings of her bow.
"Thank you, sis, besides," Apollo begins, and he pauses looking down at his exposed torso. I can't help but look as well. "I think my tummy is pleasing to the eye don't you?" Apollo aks no one in particular as he pokes his belly button repetitively. No argument there.
"Let's forget we have a prophet amongst us." Athena announces, her striking eyes feel like they are slithering across my body. I can tell before she's finished her sweep, that she doesn't like what she sees. "Or at least, apart of one." She adds on. Dang, her and her goddess remarks I think I'd rather have endured the Trackers' version of torture, instead of this verbal madness.
"Well I've been working out." Apollo says, and all eyes turn to him, and his masterpiece of a body.
"Thank you, Apollo, for that useless piece of information. What we really need is the next step, and not from him. Last time he was in charge of a female prophet he slept with her." Artemis smiles as she cocks an arrow into her bow.
"Nah-ah" Apollo shakes his head, and takes a step towards Artemis.
"Did to." Artemis counters, taking a step forward as well.
"Shut it, both of you." Athena's outstretced cobra hands seem to hiss before our eyes, and the two gods step down from their argument.
"I say we take her to Mount Olympus." Apollo states, holding a single finger in the air, his eyes gazing up at the stars.
"Really genius?" Artemis snorts, as she looks off into the woods.
"Fine, let's go." Athena says, and with a slithervof her tongue and a stomp of her foot we travel to Mount Olympus. I xan almost feel the aura of the gods, that's how I know its Mount Olympus. But it's not a mountain.
It's a dark cave.
This a dark cave.
"This is Mount Olympus?...I thought it be...Mountanous." I ask incredvously as I stare at the pool of rainwater coming in from a crack in the ceiling and at the darkness that surrounds us.
"Temp. Mount Olympus. The real one is under renovations. Zues and Posiedon met for the first time in 300 years up there, not a happy reunion. It'll take a few years to clean up that mess." Artemis says, as she places her bow on her back.
