Sacrificial Gods The Awakening of the Gods (Bk.1)

Prologue - Gods War

At first glance, things seemed okay. They didn't know that there was a war happening right over their heads. Did they care? Or were they deaf? Yes, it was true. That was the day all of the good-doing gods declared war. It was their choice. The Sacrificial Gods were getting into too much trouble for them to handle. The good-doing gods that most people prayed to or knew of were Anya the Goddess of Wizardry, Tenya the Goddess of Fun, Loyola the Goddess of Good Health and Reynalda the Goddess of Personality. The goddesses were well known for bringing joy and meaning to peoples' lives, but the Sacrificial Gods were different- very different. They weren't born or made to help others- they were made to bring chaos and hell to the world. The three Sacrificial Gods were Melanie, Blade, and Norma. During the battle, Norma, the leader of the Sacrificial Gods was in a fight with Anya. The two had been sword fighting for a while at that point, their lights flashing throughout the sky. The other gods and goddesses watched from below, their arms behind their backs as they guarded their weapons. Norma and Anya were close to ending the fight, but Norma would not let Anya win the battle. Norma stood up slowly, brushing some dust off of her shoulder, her face covered in scratches and bruises, her arms covered in scabs and scratches, and her legs covered in gashes. Norma wiped a bit of blood from her lip as Anya landed. She straightened herself out and held her scepter in her left hand. She approached Norma and spoke.

"Norma, you have committed treason against the gods above. You are a god sacrifice, and all you do is slaughter the innocent in order to gain respect, praise and pleasure from the master you serve. But, with this scepter, I hereby banish you and your sisters to the depths of Doрavola, where the Queen of Dopavola, Peklo, will watch over you. You will suffer in pain for the rest of your life- this will be your last stand. Any last words, Norma?"

Norma's heavy breaths became cold, as her glare fell to the floor. She closed her eyes and looked up at Anya. Norma took a few more deep breaths. She reached in her pocket and grabbed onto the handle of her dagger. 

"Don't-"

All of a sudden, Norma raised the blade high in the air and brought it down hard and fast into her forehead. A gut wrenching scream echoed through the heavenly kingdom, as the last standing sacrificial goddesses heard the scream. They took that as their signal. Both of them withdrew their weapons. Blade slit her throat and Melanie shot herself in the head. Their bodies hit the ground with a small thump, as the goddesses backed away, screaming and gasping at the suicides they just witnessed. Anya's eyes were wide, as she dropped her scepter, staring at Norma, who's eyes were slowly losing color. Blood trickled from the blade in her forehead, and she was gasping and choking on her words. She fell to her knees and let go of the blade. With her last moment alive, she stared Anya right in the eyes, and collapsed to her back. The Sacrificial Gods were no more....