Wings

Chapter Eleven

You were smoking a cigarette with Valentine outside the bar. You two decided to let go before meeting the new comers heading this way. You've already told Jacob almost laughing at the idea of him sneaking out of Camp Half Blood. You had offer for him to stay in your apartment in your leave, but he said he's been busy with who knows Gods what.

" So... you were being serious about that marriage thing, weren't you?"

Valentine blushes as he looks away ignoring your eyes.

" He's a jackass. He doesn't deserve a wife."

" I agree."

He saw something in your tone.

" You like him, don't you?"

" Barely. I couldn't be with a person that treats our people so badly though."

" Oh hell no. You're not marrying him."

You begin laughing as he declares this.

Barely. Just barely? He hasn't been that cruel, has he? He stares down at you two invisible to the eyes gazing at you. He guesses his father is right about his actions feeling like a fool. His dominance using drives the girls wild, but you've imprinted on this fellow for some reason. He admits he's an intellectual, but by God, he can't hold his tongue. It's also a bad character trait on him as well, so why can't you see that? He's pulling every string he possibly has to become your husband his mother and father cheering him on from the background. When he felt your energy that day, he knew he found his bride. Your beauty was truly emaculate, but the situation you were in sickened him at heart.

He watches you two walk away entering the bar silently. The distraction that was never to come was an success. He opens the door once sensing but one life form guarding your door. Before they could even react, he snaps his fingers. The God fought against the sleep, but he eventually dropped Julianic making his way to the room. He opens it immediately seeing a glow reacting to his energy. The six-three foot man makes his way over wondering what's the hub hub was all about when it comes to them. He opens the container cocking an eyebrow once he sees them drowning in holy water. He ignores the burn as he picked up a quarts him jumping in alarm as it cracks.

" N-No! Hey, are you okay?"

He cradled the stone wondering if you could sense that. He sighs as he sits on the bed. Would she hate him for this? He sighs sitting on the bed meaning more than cracking one of her babies. The plan is to take them and make them his forcing her to go to hell with him.

Barely.

He could show you so much of where you truly belong. He watches as the child taking on his energy grows wings resembling of an Angel finding where they are cute. He smiles as he or she hovers in his hand vibrating as if trying to speak to him. It cracks again, and he calls on his mother for help.

" They're too strong for their incubator son. Hurry and make the others yours! She'll learn to love you over time!"

" Are you sure mother? She seems to be stuck on this son of Loki."

" The Goddess Aphrodite is hoping they wed, but son, you've waited for thousands of years for your bride! It isn't fair considering there isn't another suitable partner for my son!"

He was about to douse the rest of them in his magic, but he freezes wanting you to truly love him and not hate for the rest of eternity. He thinks about putting the quarts back, but he can't seem to part from it. He takes off with the single stone ignoring his father's remark on whether or not he did the job or not. He rushes out the bar to find you and Valentine gone ready to go to battle. He goes home his parents waiting patiently excited to see them but are disappointed.

" What have you done?!"

" I don't want her to hate me! Surely, I can convince her to marry me."

" My son truly has a good heart."

Lilith smiles at Julianic almost happy in her reaction. She sees though that one is present in his grasps. An idea appears in her mind, and she tells her son to follow her taking him to her fountain of life and death. She tells her son to put the rockling in the water, and her son hesitantly parts with the stone. He drops soundlessly watching as his mother chants something that he's never heard before. She and him watch as a darkness greets him his father finally entering the chambers after them calling the Goddess a genius once realizing what she was doing. As the darkness faded, a child was perfectly formed in Julianic's grasp. Lilith gasps as her fountain shattered suddenly at the boy's birth. Her raven eyes puts a hand to her mouth sensing something deep within the boy as her son is over joyed he finally has a child.

" Son.... Something isn't right."

" What do you mean? He's perfectly healthy, isn't he?"

" Thats what she means Julianic. It's something to deal with Y/n, and what she is. Did Maeve truly know she had a daughter?"

" Of course! She did the switch!"

Lilith was baffled at the child. She senses a dark energy within that's been severely cleansed, but that surely can't be why he's the way he is.

" Maeve isn't telling the truth about something."

" Oh she doesn't know. Son, I know for a fact he has Roman in him."

" Mother. These stones have been passed around multiple demigods and occults! Surely-"

" Julianic is right. The child might of been just over bred with."

" Lucifer, I know what I'm seeing. He even has Egyptian. I'm sure of it! I've seen this situation before, and these stones don't have these type of impressions. I sense there's some seriously strong about these rocklings on Earth, but this child is beyond."

" I'm starting to wonder if Y/n's a rockling."

All three go quiet at that Julianic hugging his child singing a lullaby when he begins to cry for his mother.