Bellona: The Fallen War Goddess

Two

       "Hey, Velox" I twirled the dagger in my hand, eyes down cast as I stared at my dirty sandals. The wind breezed through the feathers on my wings, slightly lifting them up.
   Dear God how do I broach this subject with him? But I refused to ask the other goddesses. This topic was embarrassing. Even though it was a natural thing amongst us.
  I preferred to ask the shapeshifter who has been around for a long time, and who knows about a thing or two about the immortal bodies, then the Goddesses around me.
   It just didn't sit right with me to talk about it with them. Even Diana!.
   My Philia turned to look at me from his rather neat garden he had set up last year. The dirt from the rich soil dirtied his cloths, his face and his perfectly dark skin. His black hair shined like a halo from Sol's sun.
  He assessed me with his rather unnerving eyes. Which made me shift uncomfortably and shift my eyes on one of the wood nymphs latest tree.
   A magnolia tree that was rather tall for being four days old.
   "What is it Bell? And no I will not fight Minerva for you. Even though I could kick her ass" I rolled my eyes, a smile flashing on my face "Your so mean and no that's not what I am asking, though that would be nice"
   He quirked an neat dark eyebrow up "if your not asking me that then---" realization flashed on his face as he grinned devilishly.
   "Oh my gods you ha--" I cut him off by hitting him in the face with a wing. My face heated up. Hotter then this already hot summer.
    "Shhhh! Can you not make it so obvious?! I'm asking you for advice you shitty Philia!" I growled in embarrassment when Velox couldn't stop laughing, his canines like that of a felines flashing.
   He held onto my wings as he slapped his thigh. I jerked my wing away, causing him to stumble. I crossed my arms over my chest, pouting as I turned my back on him. "forget I even asked! I'll just talk to Juno!" No I wasn't going to talk to her.
  I was going to fight Mars till one of us can't fight anymore.
  I turned to storm off, but Velox's animal form, a horse sized Black leopard-- my sacred animal, stopped me.
   "No! Wait a second Bell. I'll take you seriously. I just never see you so nervous about anything so it was pretty entertaining to see you squirming" he wheezed out. I shot him a dirty look, but I couldn't help but giggle at him talking through his beasts mouth.
  "Your a sadist" I shot, trying to sound serious. But failed horribly when I giggled.
   "I'm your favorite Sadist, admit it. Besides, you can't get rid of me. We're stuck for life girl"
   I went to say something, but found I couldn't. I started to Panic when I looked to Velox, my mouth opened. Horror filled me when I saw in Velox place was Trivia.
  Where's Velox? That was what I wanted to say. Scream. But I couldn't still say a word. This must be her doing.
  The red haired Goddess was dressed in a deep maroon Chitton that was fashioned in a way that I haven't seen. Her straight nose seemed as sharp as a blade, her upturned eyes that where as blue as sapphire cut daggers into me.
   Beside her was a massive black dog with long shaggy fur, a king snout and unnatural pale brown eyes.
   She lifted a hand, the scenery around us turning into a black void then she spoke, her raspy, but soft voice occupying the vast space "Do not tally Daughter of war. Remember your duty to Jove. He will not tolerate your disobedience twice"

  
   I woke with a jolt, the Goddesses words swirling in my head like a chant, along with other images of me fighting in Olympus when the skirmish broke out. Me being prosecuted. Mars disappointed face. Velox terrified.
  Discordia and the Furies outrage. Being escorted to earth. Getting sick. Passing out. Waking up in an unfamiliar environment. Fighting. A blond haired man. Then blackness.
   The waking world spined until my eyes refocused. I thought my heart would bust out of my chest. I groaned. I felt like crap. At least I wasn't getting the urge to vomit. My throat felt tender from it. My lips dry.
   I ran my tongue over them, trying to moisten them.
   I layed there, stunned. Trivia's warning rang in my head. This was bad. Jove must really be desperate if he is sending The minor Goddess of crossroads to deliver me a warning.
   I scoffed. As if I'd forget why I was sent here. Why my title and wings were stripped from my being.
  I didn't want to think of all the events that have happened to me in gods know how many hours or days. But I couldn't ignore the fact that I was in a humans domain.
    I a flash of limbs holding me down effortlessly bombarded me.
  Or are they humans? I knew I was being silly. That boastful, prideful, part of me refusing to believe I was weaker then the lowest life forms on earth.
   Velox would be laughing his ass off at this, right before he'd save me.
   Velox... I fought the squeeze in my chest. I didn't want to admit how much I missed him. Espically when I was in such a compromising position. So, I pushed him off to the furthest corner of my mind, for now.
   It didn't matter how much I wanted to ignore it. I couldn't do that. I did not go through eight centuries and suffer such ridicule and pain to just quit. I am the fucking goddess of war. Conquest!.
  If I let such circumstances as this one break me then I do not deserve such a title. Being a War Goddess means to be fearless. Brave. Courage's. Things like Cowardice and weakness is --should be-- a foreign feeling.
   But why is my nerves shot? My heart pounding? And my body taken over with the things I shouldn't be feeling? Is it because I am technically a human now? In my time as a God, I these emotions where beyond me.
  I brandished my weapons like a machine and charged into battle with the fire of a beast.
  Exhilaration, zealously, ambition. I was a force to not be reckoned with and every living abd dead thing within a mile radius knew. 
   I shouldn't be experiencing any of this. Then again, I shouldn't be human either.
   Taking in a deep breath, I felt my nerves calm and my mind slow down enough as so I could concentrate on my surroundings.
   first things first, was I dressed? One peek at myself and I saw that I was still in my same clothes I arrived in. I sighed in relief.
  Next, I needed to know if I could get around and look for any escape routes. pushing myself up into a sitting position ( check for being able to move freely ) I cautiously looked around the room I was in. The room was a single one.
   Other then the full size bed I was on, no other furniture seemed to be in here. I saw a door, a white one at that. It look no taller than me.
   I caught the sight of a window in the corner of my eye. I sat up immediately and pushed myself off the bed, quickly padding over to it, I pulled back the moca cream colored curtains.
   Heart racing, I took in the darkness that is night. When I had been knocked out, it had to of still been daylight. Actually, now that I thought about it, how long was it when I was out from that human sickness?
   I was happy I was feeling better now, though there was a hollow feeling in my stomach and my throat was sore, other than that I felt fine. Fine enough to make my escape.
   Peering through the glass, I tried to make out the surroundings of this human compound I was in.
    To bad I didn't get my perfect night vision. These poor human eyes where horrible. And since I didn't have any light in here, I had to rely on the street lights that seemed to litter around the home I was in.
   From what I could see, a faded green yard wide enough to accommodate two small homes back at home faced me, it was fenced in with dark brown wooden fences.
   Some six foot tall leafless bushes stood at the crevices where the fences bended to surround the yard.
   Beyond it I couldn't see nothing. But if I was being honest, I hoped it wasn't overloaded with people. I shuddered at the overwhelming feeling from being surrounded by so many humans. It was the most vulnerable I've felt in centuries.
     Taking in a deep breath and exhaling, I leaned forward to test the window. from what I could tell, it seemed less of a complicated human made invention. I noticed that there was two latches on the top, both pushed out.
   Back at home, something similar was in style. Only difference was there was only one lock and it was at the bottom. If I was right, the window should go up like them too.
   I tucked my fingers under a little crevice at the bottom of the window, and with my my heart leaping in my throat, I pushed up. it creaked as it went upward.
  A big smile plastered on my face and my eyes brightened at my cleverness. Cold wind blew into me, twisting my hair and leaving me awake. Alive. Though it did cool my finger tips.
    I took in a deep breath, tasting the air, and closed my eyes.
    I smelled rain, something I loved smelling. But the fumes of the human world shattered the aroma and I grimaced. "stupid weird carriages" I grumbled.
  For a second I fought the feeling of homesickness. I missed my rainy domain.
   I'll be back there soon, I thought to myself. Soon. With that I pushed the window up higher as so I could get out better. As I did so, I listened for anything amidst from my captors.
   When I heard nothing I took this as my opportunity to book it.
   Throwing one leg over the window sill I dangled my legs over the ledge, which was only a six feet distance from the ground. I was about to jump off when something hit me.
   I could have cussed myself silly for my irrationality. Was I seriously about to leave here unprepared? I glanced back at the room, then to my bare feet.
   I wiggled my toes in the cold air when I noticed they after red from it.
    Should I chance it? A war was raging within me. What my mind and heart was telling me to do where complete opposites. My mind told me that I needed to leave now, that I didn't need to waist time, Espically with Trivia's warning lingering in the air. And who even knew who was watching me from the shadows, reporting back to Jove.
  My heart urged me to stay and see where this whole situation went. Get my strength up and then fight. A well seasoned soldier would do that. Bid there time and then strike.
   I growled in frustration.
   I knew my heart was right. I know I should crawl back in that bed and wait. But I was scared. I hated to admit it but I was.
   I had a certain limit of time given. Every second that I wasted, every hour I have been here, ticks down to my due date to capturing that bastard that ruined everything.
   I couldn't wait for a better time. I had to act now. Espically while I was alone. It was pretty stupid of the humans to even leave me unattended in the first place.
   My stomach twisted and my pulse pounded in my ears. I will not stay here. Damn the consequences of my current condition. I'll survive.
   I can skin a rabbit or whatever to make shoes. Eat. I've done it before.
   With that in mind, I pushed off the ledge.. When my feet touched the ground I turned back around to close the window, not for any particular reason then habitaul rituals from home.
  I never left windows open in my house. After that I sighed in relief.
  Freedom was just before me. Crouching low to the ground, I made sure I was hunkered low as I made my way to the fence. Reaching it, I stared in thoughtfulness at how I would get over it.
   There wasn't any place to put my foot, nor any other place to squeeze my hand in to hoist myself up. Dammit. My eyes whipped around the darkness, trying to see if there was anything I could use to use as leverage for my escape.
    Nothing. I growled in irritation. Not now! Not when I was so close to getting out!. I huffed in aggravation, knowing what I had to do next would be difficult and time consuming.
   Peeking over my shoulder I looked to make sure no one was at the window. Seeing nothing I focused my attention back on the fence.
   So, of I put one hand here, and a foot here....putting a hand through the wide crevice in between the boards, I then put a foot right under.
  Then, with great dexterity I used my free foot and hand to boast me up. Suspended in midair for a second, I saw rows of houses, a pale gray cement road, and a black yellow striped one. my heart was in my throat when I fell over the fence and hit the ground below.
  My hands scraped the hard surface and my butt seared in pain. I also managed to knock the air out of myself. My head had hit a piece of grass on the cement ground I had landed, thank the gods.
    Sitting up, I took in great big gulps of air, I fought to catch my bearings at the same time. I did not anticipate to fall like that. As if they knew I was talking about them, my bottom throbbed and my scathed hands pulsed. I frowned at the wound that leaked a bit of blood.
   I always forgot that Olympian human blood is different from earth human blood. A human born in my home had blood colored gold. While here they had red colored ones.
   I licked it, hoping to clean the wound and heal it. Olympian saliva carried healing properties. I was mid lick when I remembered that I was not Olympian.
   I growled in frustration, swallowing the dirt and blood down my throat and whipped aggressively on my tunic, smearing the blood on me. Why couldn't I get it through my head that I was no longer a god?!.
   I felt my eyes sting. No no no! No crying! I whiped them away with my arm and pushed myself up. I didn't bother to check for any injuries as I began speed walking down the concrete sidewalk.
  As I did, I took in All the houses of different sizes, colors, and shapes.
  All where five hundred feet of each other though, big trees of species I didn't know littered the yards. Though I did notice an oak tree in one humans yard. A shudder went up my spine and I quickly walked away.
   I didn't focus on anything but the road ahead of me. Those weird machines drive by, lights beaming through holes in the fronts as if they held a tiny portion of the sun in them.
   The thought was absolutely ridiculous because Sol would have had a fit. He'd be going to Justicia and Invidia for vengeance and Justice.
   Besides, humans weren't powerful enough to steal the sun. Again, that uneasiness from before creeped in.
   I suddenly felt vulnerable. I did not like this. Picking up my speed I crossed what I assumed to be a crosswalk.
   Thankfully there was no malformed carriages in sight and I booked it across the road, the pads of my feet beating against the floor.
   Reaching the other side I found myself in a rather deserted area. The buildings around me looked empty and run down. Graffiti in a language I didn't understand was flashed on the buildings in different colors.
  The cool wind helped deliver me a level head and my strategic mind began playing. I needed to find a secluded area and contact Nox. The Goddess will know anything that the shadows of demons, devil's, and entities of the nether would whisper.
   I instantly thought of the woods I arrived in. That would have been a good place to go too but it would prove fruitless to even try to find it because I didn't even know where I even was.
   With that thought in mind, I stopped in my tracks and went into the nearest building that held no sign of life---from what I could see. The thing held no doors. It had wide entryways that led into a vast space with pillars holding the roofs up.
   Moving around in circles I concluded this was like a stable of some sorts, judging by the way it had white strips on the ground, as if things like those machines where supposed to be parked here.
   Leaves crunched under my feet, them and other things I couldn't identify littered the grounds and an awful smoky smell lingered in the air. Another one accompanied it to. Malice. I shivered. It was so strong.
  I stopped walking as an awful feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. I could practically feel it. Some very bad things occured here.
   Things that the faint of heart could not muster to witness.
    "Killers perhaps?" I said aloud. My voice was quiet, but it sounded like it carried throughout the while expanse. I clamped my mouth shut, only to open it a second later when I decided that this was the perfect spot to summon Nox.
    No human in sight, only me and darkness.
    Clearing my throat, I spoke "Nox!" I waited a second. One, two, then three. usually she came when I called, normally all gods came when called by their names. So I was confused when it did not happen.
   I sighed, agitated that my plan in face did not. Work "Screw you Night god I'll go to Mendacius" I made to turn around, then the world around me exploded in darkness.