Jane: the Curse, the Lost, and the Lovers (draft 1)

~2~Gods' Conference~

The woman in silver shuffled uncomfortably in her chair. Around her, other people argued about this and that, the men screaming at the women, the women yelling at the servants. Her silver hair was tied up in a bun, delicate braids draping down like waterfalls. Her skin was tarnished, and was almost too pale to be real.

She lifted her head as someone yelled her name, sudden silence filling the air. Her eyes glittered dangerously, one silver, the other black. “Who speaks to me?”

“Viirin, why do you not speak? Is there something wrong?” A man dressed in battle armor stood, a eagle perched on his shoulder. His fingers brushed the sword on his hip, reaching to pet the bird. It pecked its owner affectionately.

“No, Sorne. I am perfectly fine.” Viirin said. “I just am tired of listening to arguments. They never solve anything.”

“Why do you say that?” Sorne’s wife, Turinqui said. Her blonde hair transformed to brown, and her blue eyes turned green. Her green dress hug to her slender frame, making her look more attractive.  

“I am the goddess of the moon, fair Turinqui. I do not participate in these affairs. Beauty and War will not solve anything, yet you still wish to have my people battle against yours. Does it not puzzle you too, or do you not care?” Viirin stood, her jaw clenched. “This is something i will not allow. my people are not just little knights you can use to attack people who are not worthy of such battle. I am ashamed.”

“Ashamed? You? Dont make me laugh!” Sorne chuckled. “You have the most pride of this entire group, and i do not appreciate your harsh tongue. No, when you created your wolves, they instantly became ours to do with as we please. i will not allow you, a minor goddess to make decisions that would sway the entire council.”

Some of the other gods murmured agreements. Only Ankale, the god of the sun, stayed silent.

“Minor? You call me minor? No Sorne. I am not minor. If i were so small, then why am i even here, and not in my realm? You allowed me to created my wolves so that there could be a creature of the night that is intelligent. Do not doubt what i can do, or you just might regret it.”

“What will i regret? Your wrath means nothing to me, and the others agree.” Sorne laughed as he returned to his seat, laughter filling the room from the others.

“I have blessed those who were yours, but they are now mine.” Viirin hissed as she got out of her seat. her black toga changed as she stepped forward, to black skin-tight leather pants and a white shirt, the blouse open just enough to show cleavage. “I have my ways, stupid man. There are three that i call my own now, and you cannot strip those blessings away.” Her high-heeled boots made click-clack as she reached him, her gaze angry. “I am better than what you believe i am. There is a reason i am sought after by not only the sky and the stars, but the sun and clouds as well. You are only sought after by the slut at your side, and thats the best compliment you could ever receive from me.”

“You challenge my authority? You may always be in the heavens, but that doesnt mean i cant cast you down.” Sorne growled, his eagle screeched.

“Even your bird is afraid of me, old man. He will listen to me, even though you are his master. War cannot be won without the moon’s guidance.” She stepped back, a staff materializing in her hand. “I will go, but know that i am always watching, and you cannot be rid of me, or the entire world will come praying to me, begging me for my return, and your people will turn on you.”

She slammed the staff into the ground, and with a crash, was gone.

Ankale put his face into his hands. “You guys just had to piss her off, didnt you? Heaven almighty, why?”

Sorne rose. “Why do you like her so, brother? Why does she allure you?” The eagle spread its wings and took off into the air, circling the domed ceiling. “Answer me!” He roared.

Ankale stood, his gold eyes burning. “I am her exact opposite, dear little brother. You may be the king of us, but you are not my king if you try to destroy the thing that makes sure the world keeps spinning. Perhaps Viirin is correct. You just might be a fool.” His armor gleamed in the light he radiated, harsh enough to blind anyone. His tan skin rippled with his muscles tensing.

“So, you too?”

“me as well. Brother, why Father had you become king will be a mystery to us all.”

“How dare you speak to him in that manner! He is your king! Do not forget that, no matter how angry you get.” Turinqui appeared at her husband’s side. her appearance changed once again.

“Be gone, all of you. This discussion will not continue today.” Sorne sighed as he sunk into his chair. He snapped his fingers, and all but Ankale disappeared.

“Brother, please do not be angry. She is frustrated. She is a being of peace, but you threatened her own creation. I do not recommend doing that.”

“She has the other creatures of the night. The vampires are a fine creation. why does she get angry because of her wolves?”

“That is something you would have to ask her. Give her time to cool off, then talk calmly about this again. Please, brother. Dont be rash about this. There can only be so much she can take before she snaps.”