Set in a dangerous city in the early 1900s, Zeus, the corrupt mayor, Poseidon, who owns the ports, and Hades, kingpin of the back alley drug trade, run the city unapologetically. All are vying for more power in this Greek pantheon film noir setting.
They weren't just the elite. They were kings and queens. To some... Even gods. Running the city with an iron fist, flashing smiles at cameras, whispering lies to the people while the entirety of the city crumbled to pieces.
But out of all these elite. Some were just a tad bit more important than others.
First and foremost, there's Zeus. Or as the people like to call him, the 'Allfather'. He's the major of the city, somehow able to stay in power despite his shady work for too many years. He's the kind of guy that demands respect the very second he enters the room, a threat he tries to hide away with a smile, that charming devil smile, the kind that's gotten more than one person killed.
But he doesn't work alone. Unlike what many think, his hand is held by his wife, Hera. Also known as everything perfect and more. She's a political activist, mother of two and loving wife. But as all perfect things, there's more to her than that. Though not many know what exactly that is, there's rumours that we should actually be grateful it's Zeus in power, and not her.
Then there's Poseidon, also known as King of the Sea for his almost absolute ownership of the city docks which he slowly overtook the more his multi-million dollar company 'Atlantis' grew over the years. But his steadfast nature seems to be something that doesn't translate into his personal life, seeing as he's infamous for his various relationships, never seemingly staying with a lover for very long before moving onto the next. The only exceptions thus far have been his former wife, Amphritrite, whom he had two children with, and his current fiancé and CEO of his company, Nerites.
And last but not least, Hades. Or more commonly known as Lord of the Underworld. He runs the drug cartel, and by extension, all the lowlives of the city, though unlike what you might think, he's the better one of the bunch. He rules alongside his wife, Persephone, a sweet and kind woman. The kind who would never stoop this low and end up with a man like him. And yet, they started a family, and had three daughters. All three who grew up following their father's footsteps and eventually becoming a group known as the "Furies". A group infamous for their lethal techniques and their unmatched talent in getting rid of problems, permanently.
Together these three or four excuses of people run every portion of the city, buying off or eliminating anyone who dares stand in their way.
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I was thrown a random prompt and had to write a short something on it- I ended up really liking this one too, so I might make this into something later- Unsure yet. (I have too many wips oke, oke ;-;)
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