Two Stars React Fic: A TCF/LCF Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Several hours passed by before the God of Love returned. Everyone expected him to reclaim his seat with the children, but he didn't. No. In fact, he looked around the hall with an extremely cold gaze which only faltered slightly when it met the prince's sky blues. Soon he located the person he had been searching for and they watched in intrigue as the redhead strolled towards the back of the room. When he stopped, the youth was standing in front of a woman dressed in priestly garbs which were unfamiliar to those from Cale Henituse's world. On her face was a semi bored expression which turned into an amused smirk the instant his merciless red-browns focused on her. Her hand instinctively moved to the sword divine item at her side.

"Can I help you?" she asked in a disinterested tone.

Instead of responding, the youth called out to two other people who knew only one reason he'd select themselves and not the swordmaster.

"Ron. Beacrox."

Exchanging a brief glance with his blood son, the assassin handed the toddler to the White Wolf prior to approaching his puppy of a God. For some reason this very puppy was viciously baring his fangs at a holy woman. Did she commit an offense that the God of Love could not forgive?

"Yes, Young Master?"

<F***! Right. They aren't my immortals in this timeline.>

"Not yet at least~"- Moon God

Without taking his eyes off the female swordsman in front of him, the 18 years old commanded.

"Take this b*- fox and the dog over there-"

He pointed at the second young master of the Stan family prior to finishing his order.

"Through the door closest to me on the left wall. Turn right down the first corridor you see and head down the staircase to the dungeon. Lock them up there for now and return."

Realizing his intentions, the priestess goes to unsheathe her sword.

"You-"

Before she could shout insults at him, a gloved hand was around her throat and it squeezed.

"Listen well, you B****. I will not let you f***ing stab the person I f***ing love through the heart in the future. Nor will I let you and your f***ing a**hole companions continue to torment Ruslan's youngest Holy Maiden. Anyone who hurts a child for their own f***ing amusement shall be punished in some f***ing way or another."

"Doesn't that technically include Deruth?"- God of Judgment

"I think it does."- God of War

"I'm fairly certain Deruth didn't hurt his son for his amusement. It was a result of his despair and grief."- God of Communication

"Close enough."- God of Purification

"No it's-"- God of Communication

"He still hurt a God, Idris. More importantly, Salm's child. He will eventually need to be punished for that. It's just a matter of time before that happens."- God of Time

There was audible venom in his every word as the God of Love spoke. It caused every mortal to feel terror. Goosebumps covered their exposed flesh. Some even shuddered as chills raced down their backs. Impending doom and unease nagged a few of them. Ignoring the others' reactions, the redhead growled one final statement.

"Death is too f***ing good a punishment for you d**n s***ty a**holes."

Leaning over to the mage next to him, the Mercenary King quietly asked, "Is it really alright for him to be swearing that much? Wasn't there a rule-"