'SLAM' Ellowyn slammed her hand onto the meeting table, and yelled," GEDEON! AMARYLLIS! COME HERE!"
"FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS, ELLOWYN, STOP WAKING US UP IN THREE IN THE MORNING!" A deep voice retorted, and a muscular man walked into the meeting room. He had black shaggy hair that was a bit windswept, with gray eyes that charmed any girl. He had a tanned, rough body, with huge muscles. He wore sunglasses even though it was definitely nighttime. He wore a leather jacket with jeans, and a gun was strapped to his belt.
"What is it now?" Gedeon asked impatiently, rubbing his eyes. "If the coffee machine isn't working then just make a new one!"
"And the table's cracked again, Ellowyn." A tall woman glided into the room, wearing a white dress that flowed to her ankles. It was simple but beautiful, glimmering in the moonlight every time she moved. The woman had black hair that was long and straight, with kind brown eyes and fair skin. A ring of never-wilting flowers sat on top of her head. She sat down gently at the table, and put her hand on top of the table. The cracks caused by Ellowyn vanished, and the table was gleaming with wax now.
"That's not the point." Ellowyn groaned, running her hand through her blond hair, making it messy. Ellowyn was looking awful, dressed in a T-shirt with paint all over it, her hair was tied up messily with a scrunchie, but she had just gotten a great idea.
"You know how we're gradually getting older, and we're frustrated about someone to be our heir?" Ellowyn said, looking at the two gods. "I was not worried, you were." Gedeon pointed out.
"Whatever. Well, I've just gotten news from the newspaper that apparently, some teenagers have superpowers." Ellowyn said excitedly. "We can gather them, and choose one to become the next ultimate God!"
"Aaand that's set in stone..." Gedeon narrowed his eyes," Honestly, I still don't get you. Amaryllis can just revive us."
"There will come a time when I'm also going to die, won't I?" Amaryllis said gently. "Aren't we immortal?" Gedeon said bluntly.
"We aren't." Ellowyn said. "I wish, but we aren't. Anyways, what do you think?"
"That's the worst idea ever. No bloodshed? Lame. Maybe we can just leave the powers to the world, make them have a big battle, y'know, fight to the death, and then see who wins!" Gedeon suggested.
"I think that's a good idea." Amaryllis told Ellowyn. "However, we should create trials for them so we know their true potential."
"Uh... okay, I guess." Ellowyn scratched her head. "What kind of trials?" "FIGHT TO THE DEATH!" Gedeon roared, and Amaryllis sighed.
"Maybe we can have that for the finale, but I'll bring them back to life." Amaryllis said. Gedeon groaned, "Amaryllis, you are SUCH a party pooper."
"So, we're doing this, right?" Ellowyn asked, looking at the two. "I guess so." Gedeon sighed. Amaryllis nodded.
"Well, let's get started! We'll have to make sign-up forms... everything..." Ellowyn started creating paper and pen in thin air, excited.
"I'm going to bed. You do you." Gedeon said, and lumbered off.
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Godly Trials- An Original Applyfic (CLOSED)
FantasyThe Gods of Creation, Destruction, and Revivation. They once ruled the world, but they are getting old. They decided they needed a heir, and so they hosted a competition, and 12 superheroes joined the competition. Whoever won would be the ultimate G...
