The Unwanted Legacy

Prologue

The sky was leapt in a great thunderstorm the whole Earth was experiencing, humans were running to save themselves from the wrath of Zeus into the warmth of their houses. The ground bellowed and a bunch of  skeletons raised from the crack, forming a banner saying 'SHUT THE FUCK UP' directed at the sky, probably from an annoyed Hades who was too exhausted by the gigantic amount of mortals paving their way to his domain. All the other gods and goddesses were in a deep slumber right now, since the fright of Hypnos was most during the time Zeus was angry, that resulted in this scene. The Nyx incident was still too recent and the fear hadn't got out from both the gods' minds.

In a small cave lay two goddesses, none other than Beauty and archery, along with the king of Olympus, the almighty Zeus himself, with a stern expression on his cold face and his hands behind his back, looking out of the cave. The birth of the new baby of goddess Aphrodite took more than usual, about three hours to say the least. Lady Artemis was the one performing the task, goddess Hera would have been there too if it weren't for the fact that the infant was supposedly her husband's, so the task going on was unknown to her.

The hunters had no idea where their lady was and were busy scouring for her across the world, along with the moon's brother, the obnoxious Apollo, who managed to be awake at this point somehow, just the bad luck of the hunt.

Soon, the sound of the baby's laughter, or should I say, my giggles were audible to Zeus' ears and the sky started clearing up. Zeus rushed to the unconscious Aphrodite's side and took a hold of the baby from Artemis' hands.

The first word said to a baby is usually something light and cheerful, but the first words ever said to me was "Dang, this gal's too lazy to cry", by my cool sis and "Oh fuck", from my dearest birth-father.

Even though a child of two gods, I didn't look like one, I was slightly bigger without the same aura and brown skin for a baby god. My navy blue skin was wet with golden ichor, and my eyes soon fluttered open revealing an amethyst hue, due to a mix of the pink and blue shades present.

"Wait! Is she a...?"
"Titan" confirmed Zeus.
"Whatever. We have to do should be fast, Hera would soon wake up since the hypnos effect is fading"
"Zeus, honey, what is going on here" the queen of Olympus had arrived to the scene.
"N-nothing dearie" and with that, I slipped from the God's hands into the basket which started floating gently, soon the conversation turned inaudible due to the wind as I reached the doorstep of a childless couple. They were just having a discussion about kids with the husband's parents when they heard the sounds of a baby crying outside their house. The young man sprinted to open the door only to see the weirdest infant to ever exist.

Yet, he took me in and laid me into the lap of his mother. I stopped my tantrums and opened my eyes. She stroked my head and I took hold of her hand giggling, then let her continue as I clapped my hands.
"She is the reincarnation of Lord Vishnu, I can feel it. I name her" she took a pause, " Krishna-Mohini"

Krishna- meaning dark
Mohini- meaning seductively beautiful
Both, two popular forms of the caretaker god, Vishnu.

"I don't care if she is or isn’t, I want her" said the young woman, now a mother.

This is just one of the versions of the tale of my birth, the story I was told later on.