Page 20 of Revenge of The Gods


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He mustn’t have had a chance to notice the sins. Fuck. I hoped Cronus was doing okay against that asshole of a god. Normally Thanatos would be able to check on them, but at the moment he was a little … indisposed.

Before my minor freak-out could upgrade itself to full panic attack, the god eyed my stomach. “So, anything you’d like to tell me about, Maisey?”

Oh yeah. The baby bump that looked four months along despite the fact I hadn’t even known I was pregnant three days ago.

#CueManiacalLaughter

I snorted. “Surprise! Got knocked up.”

Thanatos’ lips were just twisting into a sardonic smile when Hyperion popped back in with Panacea. The healer took one look at the god of death and cursed, dropping to her knees, weaving light and crystals around his body in seconds.

“Thanks.” Thanatos looked up at Hyperion. Then he glanced at me. “Zeus is … way more powerful than he should be. Smelled dark. Like the sins.”

Okay, guess he did notice them, then.

“I saw the necklace.” Everything else I wanted to say started with f and ended with k. We had worked so hard to box those sins and Zeus just went and let them back out and inside of the necklace. Or inside of him! Either way, he was channeling their power somehow and that was not okay. Evil bastard didn’t need any help.

At this stage, the coin I’d held was gone completely, and it reminded me that we needed to get Cronus out of there before Zeus murdered him again.

“Are you fine now, Than?” I said in a rush. “We really need to resurrect Cronus out.”

“Go,” he groaned.

Hyperion reached out and grasped my hand, then with a pop we were gone from the underworld, my feet firmly planted in the sand.

“First we resurrect Cronus and Rhea, and then we’ll get you food,” Hyperion said.

Oh good. He had his priorities in order.

The familiar landscape lifted my spirits, and I hurried to the place we’d left Cronus’ body. I could have found that Bali hut with my eyes closed; it already felt like home in a way nothing else in this world ever had.

It was actually Cronus that was home, though.

Bali was just a bonus.

When we reached the path, I started to run, and thank the gods I wasn't waddling yet.

Good, baby girl,I praised, sending loving thoughts toward my rapidly growing child. I felt a return of energy, and it was soothing, brushing along my spine and into my gut, settling like a warm blanket.

Fuck, who would have thought I could love so fiercely over a child I only just discovered. But it was instant and intense. I would kill to protect my baby. I would die for her.

Another kick.

I patted her gently. “Sorry, baby, no more talk of dying.”

The next kick was gentler, and I had to chuckle at her demanding little kicks. I kinda liked them.

When we reached the hut, I jumped straight into the water, grateful there was still daylight. It felt like afternoon sun, but I was super disoriented going between worlds, so I really had no idea.

“Mais!” Theia was the first one to pop up; she appeared to be keeping guard from the edge of the hut. I hugged her hard, and when she pulled back, her eyes were wide and locked on my stomach. “That's new,” she said sort of breathlessly.

I nodded. “Yes, I know. Long story, but first we need to resurrect Cronus.”

#NotALongStory #YouPutTheDickInTheVaginaAndYouShakeItAllAround #AndThat’sWhatIt’sAllAbout #PleaseDon’tBeListeningBabyTitan

Splashing through the water, I found the others surrounding Cronus’ burial site, virtually in the same position as when I left them. Behind me, Theia was greeting Hyperion, and I could feel their joy at being together again. Something I would have been all over with heart-eyes, but right now I needed to focus on Cronus. Bringing him back was my only priority.

“What can we do to help?” Okeanos asked, stepping forward. His hair was longer than the last time I'd seen him, and considering that only felt like two days for me, it was oddly jarring. His hair was growing like my stomach.