Make Love, Not War
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
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3,462
Reviews:
9
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3
Part 3
As the three appeared in his home Ares said with a toothy smile, “Joxiekins, can I play with Auto alone for a couple of minutes?”
Joxer nodded and left the room to explore the temple, something he never got the chance to do earlier. He just hoped Auto didn’t say the wrong thing and end up missing some essential parts of his anatomy. After he had left the room Ares turned to the thief with a sadistic grin on his face.
Ares placed a hand over the thief’s neck and squeezed as he said, “If you *ever* get involved with Joxer romantically or sexually, I will hunt you down and torture you. I will make the torture last for decades. I’m good at that. Joxer is *mine* and I won’t tolerate anyone trying to take him.”
“Don’t worry, Joxer’s all yours.” Auto said quickly.
Ares smirked, “I know, thief. Now remember my warning.”
“Don’t worry, I will.” Auto said confused. Why was Ares behaving so insane all the time when he was obviously okay? Well, okay enough to threaten him.
“Ar, are you going to do that thing we were talking about earlier?” Joxer asked as he strolled back into the room.
Ares immediately noticed Joxer’s meaning and said, “Coming with?”
“Sure. What about Auto? We can’t leave him behind.” Joxer said wedlyedly.
“Eris will play with him.” Ares said as he mentally called to his sister.
“What’s up?” Discord asked as she appeared in the room immediately noticing that Ares was still ill.
Ares smiled widely, “Look after Auto while me and Joxiekins play?”
“Sure.” Discord answered second before the pair disappeared.
*******
“Joxer, what’s wrong?” Ares asked concerned as they appeared in the halls of time. He was relieved that his family were giving him a wide berth, knowing they wouldn’t try to stop him in case he destroyed something important in a fit of insanity. It was a lot more fun playing the insane god than he thought it would be.
“Nothing, Ar. I’m just worried about Auto. Discord won’t hurt him, will she?”
“Nah. Not permanently anyway. Lets go and check on my troublesome nephew.” Ares said with a grin, placing one arm around Joxer’s shoulders.
With a grin Ares made a mirror appear of a couple of months before Cupid and Strife’s break up. Of course the first thing that appeared was the pair having sex, something they seemed to have spent all their time doing.
He watched carefully for any sign that something was wrong with Strife but couldn’t find anything. About two weeks before the pair broke up the mirror went black unable to show him anymore. Ares growled in annoyance unable to understand why his request was being denied. Only one person had the power to limit access in the Halls of Time - Zeus. Ares started planning just how he would convince his father to agree with him.
Joxer piped up, “Maybe you should look at what happened after they broke up? Did Strife act strange, well stranger than usual afterwards? Maybe that’s where the answer lies.”
Now that Joxer had mentioned it, Ares realised that Strife had disappeared for a year right after the pair broke up. It was worrying, had Zeus somehow threatened his favourite nephew? If so Ares would stop at nothing to get revenge. He couldn’t view that time either so he focused on after that had happened.
At Ares’ request, the mirror started playing images from about a year and a half after the break up. Ares frowned as he saw Strife’s growing loneliness and isolation. As the fiasco with Psyche, started Ares froze the mirror, focusing on the loss and pain on Strife’s face when he first met Bliss.
*******
In his small hidden temple Strife was looking through the mementos he had of happier times. These were all that remained of his relationship with Cupid, the one who had managed to take something he swore he would never give, his soul.
Cupid had just assumed Strife ended the relationship because he no longer cared for the love god. Nothing was further from the truth, he had still loved Cupid but had managed to hide the feelings underneath rage, anger and misery. Once people felt those dark emotions, they didn’t look any further. It was something he had counted on.
How could Cupid want to be with him after what he had done? He knew everyone would hate him once they knew the truth! How could he ever tell anyone that he had given up his own child, a child he had carried for nine months? The answer was simple, he couldn’t.
Strife had been unable to react while he watched his son being abused. He knew Joxer would hate him for that if he knew the truth. He was a God and he had been powerless to act. He knew he would have to tell Joxer the truth soon though, even if it was breaking the curse placed upon him. As long as his son was happy, it didn’t matter. He could cope with spending eternity away from his family.
Strife had noticed Cupid’s reac to to Joxer. He couldn’t blame the love god, it was typical of the way Gods reacted to their descendents. They were drawn to those that carried godly blood, like months to a flame. So, it was inevitable seeing how Joxer was Cupid’s son. His son had a special destiny though, something he couldn’t let anyone interfere with that was one of the reasons he had given Joxer up.
“Strife, we need to speak to you.” Clotho’s voice echoed causing the god to disappear from the room.
*******
As Strife appeared in their room Lachesis said seriously, “We have discovered that you intend to reveal the truth to Ares and Joxer. Surely you can see it could cause more problems than it’ll solve?”
Strife snarled, “He deserves to know! Besides, you only saw a possible future not a definite one. Telling Joxer could prevent everything.”
Clotho said sorrowfully, “So be it. Remember Mischief the cost of telling the truth. Surely you can’t wish to spend eternity like that?”
“If that’s the cost of helping my child, so be it. Joxer would be protected from the others.” Strife said with an unconcerned shrug, knowing they wouldn’t interfere again after the promise they had made to him when he gave up his Joxer. A promise never to interfere in his life again.
“Leave but know your actions could doom us all.” Atropos said as she waved her hand causing Strife to disappear with a poof.
Strife appeared in his temple with a sigh, unable to decide what to do. Should he go with his instincts and tell Joxer the truth regardless of the possible consequences or should he remain quiet? More importantly, would Joxer hate him once he discovered the truth? If he did, Strife could understand it. He had left Joxer alone for years, never stopping the abuse. What kind of father did that make him?
Gaia’s voice echoed in his head, “You’re not perfect, Strife. Just follow you heart, it’ll tell you what to do.”
Strife replied with a groan, “Thanks for the advice Grandmother but this is my choice and I need to think about it.”
“Just remember sometimes you have to go by instinct. When the time is right you will know.” Gaia answered before retreating to let her grandson think alone.
End Part 3
As the three appeared in his home Ares said with a toothy smile, “Joxiekins, can I play with Auto alone for a couple of minutes?”
Joxer nodded and left the room to explore the temple, something he never got the chance to do earlier. He just hoped Auto didn’t say the wrong thing and end up missing some essential parts of his anatomy. After he had left the room Ares turned to the thief with a sadistic grin on his face.
Ares placed a hand over the thief’s neck and squeezed as he said, “If you *ever* get involved with Joxer romantically or sexually, I will hunt you down and torture you. I will make the torture last for decades. I’m good at that. Joxer is *mine* and I won’t tolerate anyone trying to take him.”
“Don’t worry, Joxer’s all yours.” Auto said quickly.
Ares smirked, “I know, thief. Now remember my warning.”
“Don’t worry, I will.” Auto said confused. Why was Ares behaving so insane all the time when he was obviously okay? Well, okay enough to threaten him.
“Ar, are you going to do that thing we were talking about earlier?” Joxer asked as he strolled back into the room.
Ares immediately noticed Joxer’s meaning and said, “Coming with?”
“Sure. What about Auto? We can’t leave him behind.” Joxer said wedlyedly.
“Eris will play with him.” Ares said as he mentally called to his sister.
“What’s up?” Discord asked as she appeared in the room immediately noticing that Ares was still ill.
Ares smiled widely, “Look after Auto while me and Joxiekins play?”
“Sure.” Discord answered second before the pair disappeared.
*******
“Joxer, what’s wrong?” Ares asked concerned as they appeared in the halls of time. He was relieved that his family were giving him a wide berth, knowing they wouldn’t try to stop him in case he destroyed something important in a fit of insanity. It was a lot more fun playing the insane god than he thought it would be.
“Nothing, Ar. I’m just worried about Auto. Discord won’t hurt him, will she?”
“Nah. Not permanently anyway. Lets go and check on my troublesome nephew.” Ares said with a grin, placing one arm around Joxer’s shoulders.
With a grin Ares made a mirror appear of a couple of months before Cupid and Strife’s break up. Of course the first thing that appeared was the pair having sex, something they seemed to have spent all their time doing.
He watched carefully for any sign that something was wrong with Strife but couldn’t find anything. About two weeks before the pair broke up the mirror went black unable to show him anymore. Ares growled in annoyance unable to understand why his request was being denied. Only one person had the power to limit access in the Halls of Time - Zeus. Ares started planning just how he would convince his father to agree with him.
Joxer piped up, “Maybe you should look at what happened after they broke up? Did Strife act strange, well stranger than usual afterwards? Maybe that’s where the answer lies.”
Now that Joxer had mentioned it, Ares realised that Strife had disappeared for a year right after the pair broke up. It was worrying, had Zeus somehow threatened his favourite nephew? If so Ares would stop at nothing to get revenge. He couldn’t view that time either so he focused on after that had happened.
At Ares’ request, the mirror started playing images from about a year and a half after the break up. Ares frowned as he saw Strife’s growing loneliness and isolation. As the fiasco with Psyche, started Ares froze the mirror, focusing on the loss and pain on Strife’s face when he first met Bliss.
*******
In his small hidden temple Strife was looking through the mementos he had of happier times. These were all that remained of his relationship with Cupid, the one who had managed to take something he swore he would never give, his soul.
Cupid had just assumed Strife ended the relationship because he no longer cared for the love god. Nothing was further from the truth, he had still loved Cupid but had managed to hide the feelings underneath rage, anger and misery. Once people felt those dark emotions, they didn’t look any further. It was something he had counted on.
How could Cupid want to be with him after what he had done? He knew everyone would hate him once they knew the truth! How could he ever tell anyone that he had given up his own child, a child he had carried for nine months? The answer was simple, he couldn’t.
Strife had been unable to react while he watched his son being abused. He knew Joxer would hate him for that if he knew the truth. He was a God and he had been powerless to act. He knew he would have to tell Joxer the truth soon though, even if it was breaking the curse placed upon him. As long as his son was happy, it didn’t matter. He could cope with spending eternity away from his family.
Strife had noticed Cupid’s reac to to Joxer. He couldn’t blame the love god, it was typical of the way Gods reacted to their descendents. They were drawn to those that carried godly blood, like months to a flame. So, it was inevitable seeing how Joxer was Cupid’s son. His son had a special destiny though, something he couldn’t let anyone interfere with that was one of the reasons he had given Joxer up.
“Strife, we need to speak to you.” Clotho’s voice echoed causing the god to disappear from the room.
*******
As Strife appeared in their room Lachesis said seriously, “We have discovered that you intend to reveal the truth to Ares and Joxer. Surely you can see it could cause more problems than it’ll solve?”
Strife snarled, “He deserves to know! Besides, you only saw a possible future not a definite one. Telling Joxer could prevent everything.”
Clotho said sorrowfully, “So be it. Remember Mischief the cost of telling the truth. Surely you can’t wish to spend eternity like that?”
“If that’s the cost of helping my child, so be it. Joxer would be protected from the others.” Strife said with an unconcerned shrug, knowing they wouldn’t interfere again after the promise they had made to him when he gave up his Joxer. A promise never to interfere in his life again.
“Leave but know your actions could doom us all.” Atropos said as she waved her hand causing Strife to disappear with a poof.
Strife appeared in his temple with a sigh, unable to decide what to do. Should he go with his instincts and tell Joxer the truth regardless of the possible consequences or should he remain quiet? More importantly, would Joxer hate him once he discovered the truth? If he did, Strife could understand it. He had left Joxer alone for years, never stopping the abuse. What kind of father did that make him?
Gaia’s voice echoed in his head, “You’re not perfect, Strife. Just follow you heart, it’ll tell you what to do.”
Strife replied with a groan, “Thanks for the advice Grandmother but this is my choice and I need to think about it.”
“Just remember sometimes you have to go by instinct. When the time is right you will know.” Gaia answered before retreating to let her grandson think alone.
End Part 3