The scene changed around us to a city. Pillars in walk ways. Sandstone as a path. People in rugs and other clothing passed us. Our clothing had changed as well.
They were traditional colors. Purple was the color for royals in Tyre. I guess part of me wanted to feel at home. I was purple she was red. Red definitely was her color. Our dresses matched our powers as well which was out of pure coincidence.
"Wow this is where you lived." She asked me looking around at the pillars of my home.
"It was, till my brother went evil. Speaking of we must be going to the castle so you can see what happens." I ushered her up the path. We walked probably a quarter mile before I told her to take a right.
"Wow..." she mumbled quietly.
In front of us was a sandstone castle like structure at the top of a few steps. It had white stone designed with detail. The castle looked over the shore. It wasn't anything special but back in the day it was.
"C'mon there's a back way." I folded my arms and quickened my pace. I glanced back every couple of seconds to see if she was following. It didn't take us long to get to the back secret door. I had it installed when my father was still alive.
"I'm warning you... this stuff is personal. No one shall never know what I show you. I am showing you because you felt my emotions. Emotions that need validation." I spoke quickly and opened the door with one arm slowly. It was a spiral staircase that went up to my hall of the castle.
"I won't..." she felt bad betraying her team. I understood that. If worse comes to worse I'll erase it from their minds. It's stupid but I don't like everyone knowing everything about me.
We slowly walked up the stairs. She looked around is awe, she placed the tip of her fingers against the wall feeling the stone brush against her skin. I didn't blame her for being so curious. The staircases ended after maybe two and a half cases. Another door was at the top.
"Okay, here we go" I mumbled quietly but she glanced at me. It was hard being back here. It brought good and bad memories. Ones that I buried far and deep inside my head.
I once again pushed the door open with one arm and let her go first. After she walked through I walked back to my spot slightly in front of her.
We walked through a hall that had candles lit on the walls. It had windows allowing natural light to seep through the hall. I turned and opened another door. One that went to the throne room.
"This is just one of the few major things that made me the way I am." I turned to her. We watched beside a pillar in the throne room. We were off on the side.
The old me walked in, I wore a similar dress to the one I had on but it was thinner material less mesh and had a white belt wrap. I made it so Wanda could feel everything old me felt.
"Pygmalion! Why have you killed my husband!" The old me yelled. It looked like she was confident but I knew I was broken.
"Because the people respect you more than me! You have more persuasion on them, but now I shall control you. If you value your life you'll submit to letting me have the crown! This splitting the crown is stupid Elissa." He yelled at her. Two guards came up from behind her drawing swords. Threatening to take her life...
"Have it your way..." she whispered. She reached down, the guards were confused. They didn't understand if they were to back down. Unfortunately they looked up to their king, when they did they both got a knife to the chest. "Just because I am a woman, does not mean you can treat me as a servant brother. We are equals." She was dangerously calm.
She turned around to walk out when she was met with a knife going through her stomach. She gasped. The guard pulled the knife out and she stumbled back holding the wound inflicted by someone of hers and her brothers city. Wanda cried out, but no one could hear her.
She turned to face her brother... "what have you done, the people will never respect you or follow you." She whispered now from weakness. "No they will not. The city will go to chaos, you will become the most hated king in all of the lands." She spoke, after she finished she stumbled up to her brother and spat blood into his face. "No wonder father never favored you." With that she walked away.
"Your brother killed your husband? And then tried to kill you?" She asked then turned to me. She had tears streaming down her face and I had only a few tears silently streaming down my face. Not because I was hurt physically, no I was hurt mentally. I remember that day clearly. The pain that swept over my body, but the betrayal by my family hurt worse. I had just inflicted that upon Wanda, I cursed myself for doing that.
"Yes, but at the time he didn't know I'd grow up to be a goddess." I turned back to the door. "Although I am pretty sure the guard was killed for not killing me." I laughed. It was cruel but the man stabbed me in the stomach.
We walked back down the hall and then the staircase. At the end of the staircase we walked out into the Tyre sun. It was warm but not overly warm.
"You ready to go back home?" I asked her. She nodded a couple times while looking around still. I actually loved how curious she was. I waved my hand in front of us once again and the scene changed back into the cage I was in.
"You must keep all of this between us. I would love to show you more of my past later on if it's okay with you." I thought about maybe showing her my better memories, but I told myself it wasn't for fun. No it was to teach her of why my emotions came off as angry, sad, tired, and broken. I couldn't feel my emotions because I had switched off my humanity, but she didn't know that and I figured I'd have to tell her eventually. I could feel my emotions slightly at the moment after going through all of that again.
"That'd be fine." She never talked much I noticed. I wondered why, she seems like the girl to be all happy and smiley with the world. So what made her broken.
"Thank you Wanda." I nodded to her careful not to show to much emotion. I waved my hand to the cage once again taking away the illusion that the others saw. It had only been about 5 minutes in their time but for us it had been maybe 5 hours.
Wanda turned around and slowly walked out.
'LOKIIII!!!' I yelled mentally at him. 'I AM BORED' I smiled mischievously. I did this to annoy him.
'Then play with your magic.' He called back.
'Why do you call it magic, why not powers. Like is it magic or powers. I mean for me I guess it's both but I wasn't completely born with them.' I rambled off into his head.
'Elissa if you do not shut up I'm going to tell them all about you' he threatened. That was more than enough to shut me up. 'That's what I thought, and I thought I was annoying.'
I turned and walked back to my bed. I went into the same position as last time. Eyes closed stiff as a board.
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Goddess of Tragic Love
FanfictionThe Greek goddess of tragic love and chaos. She's known to have a vengeful side. When her prophecy lands her in a chaotic life, what was she supposed to expect. As an enemy of The Avengers will they trust her when she's breaking into pieces. What...