The Chosen Mortals (Book 1 of the Forgotten Goddess Trilogy)

| Prologue |

4-3-17

Happy Monday loves! Yes I am officially starting up this story!! I recently finished my latest project here on Wattpad so now I'm moving on to this next one. I don't know how frequent the updates will be since I am still working on writing it but I do hope you enjoy! 

Dedicated to EsteraPrichici for the wonderful cast she chose for this book. I absolutely LOVE them and think they'd be perfect for the role! 

P.S- Rihanna casts for Bermuda ;)

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| Prologue |

The years went by agonizingly slow. It was hard, living in the dark with raging waves pressed against and over you. It felt like I was suffocating yet that was not possible for a god or goddess. You could suffer, but you could never die or truly experience the things mortals would. You could have a small taste, or rather a great one since we feel just as much, yet never get that thrill or adrenaline they got.

I waited. And waited some more. Time seemed to whisk by yet at the same time remain suspended in the universe. And I for one was not able to control it anymore for I was separated from my powers. I was separated from them for centuries. The only power I could access was limited and used, sadly, for the revenge on the mortal world when they personally have done nothing wrong to me in ages.

I sighed and felt for my symbol, my weapon, the element that labeled me. At first I felt nothing and I began to panic. It was gone! But as I stretched my chained arm further, I felt it and I released a sigh of relief as I wrapped my fingers around one of its cold sides. I drew it close to my chest and cradled it. Such a simple object yet it held a destructive power enough to destroy a whole civilization.

"If only, if only," I mumbled to it as I curled into a ball on the ground and kept the triangle near my bosom as I would to a child if I ever had one.

I closed my eyes and tried to drift to sleep but the constant sounds of laughter and tinkering was heard. It came from both the heavens and the mortal world, both which were above me. And to think that I was up there too, once upon a time.

I sighed and tried not to let the bitter feeling rise up in me again. It did enough damage to me. I was tired of feeling alone like I did when I was once a mortal. Being alone here in the dark with no one to talk to and to be slowly forgotten from everyone's memory frightened me. I was always alone and I did not need that again. As long as I behaved, I'd be out of here.

Once again, I tried to close my eyes and rest but before I could succumb into that temptation, a bright light penetrated the room I was in and I growled and cowered away. Nobody could blame me though since I haven't been exposed to light for at least a few hundred centuries.

"Bermuda. You have been summoned," the voice of the new god, Hermes, told me. I wanted to make him disappear since he took my spot as one of the members of the circle but I held myself in check and slowly opened my eyes to face him.

I never saw him before but to say he was ugly would be a lie. I wish I could say that out of spite but even then I couldn't. He was handsome. With dark hair swept a little messily to the side, very light blue eyes that almost looked grey, and a tall and toned build, he was quite a sight for sore eyes. Also add in the fact that he wore a cream colored tunic with black breeches underneath and on his feet were sandals. In his hand was a caduceus that looked powerful in his hold.

Without a word, I stood up and held my hands out. He looked at it and pulled out keys from his bag and began unlocking my chains. With a heavy clink, they dropped to the floor with a lot of pressure that the ground shook a little.

"This way," he continued as he took my arm, gently yet firmly, and flew me up to the heavens with his winged helmet that I noticed appeared on his head.

Together, we flew up to the heavens and when we landed, we were in the middle of the palace on Mount Olympus.

Home. That was the first thought that ran through my mind as I took in everything, including the deities on their designated seats. The people who banished me.

I felt the bitterness and slight hate towards them rise up again but I pushed it away. They did what they did for a purpose and I had no room to complain. It was my own fault.

"Bermuda!" Zeus called out with commanding authority and I found myself kneeling in front of him.

"My lord," I replied, still clutching tightly to my triangle.

"Stand," he commanded and I did as I was told. "We have come up with a proposition for you," he continued and I blinked and looked at everyone, watching how they eyed me without saying anything.

"A... proposition?" I asked slowly and he grumped in reply.

"To officially decree you freed of your sins," he replied and I swallowed the lump in my throat. I thought I paid the price already. What more did they want? I kept quiet though and only clenched my fist together as a sign of my inner turmoil.

"What would that be?" I asked and he looked at everyone around the room. Everyone nodded and he did as well.

"You have a choice. Either renounce your title as a goddess and go back to being a mortal," he began and I gasped and was going to interrupt but Hera gave me a stern look that silenced me. "Or you get to go back in time and not repeat your mistake," he finished and I remained standing and blinking in shock. 

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And there you have it! The prologue for this series. I hope it caught your attention. It's what I was planning on doing, obviously, lol. 

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~Moni~