“Finally” he bellowed in fury, “someone has come to set me free!”
“That’s what you thing Prometheus” I said arrogantly “we need information, and you’re going to tell us”
A look passed over his face that said something like “there is no way I am letting you leave here before I am freed.”
“What is it that you need valued friends” he said in a pained voice. Even though he never fought against us gods, he always did believe in the titan’s superiority.
“I require information” I repeated impatiently, “Tell me how you got into Zeus’ private chambers.”
“I can do that! But,” he smiled wickedly, “I require a favor in return.”
“I am NOT letting you go. I have a million problems right now and Hephaestus is not yet one of them.”
“Then I am afraid we both go home no better off than we have come. I will not give my knowledge to you while these binds still hold me here.”
“Let him go!” Ajax said ignorantly “What could he possibly do to you?”
That is the only time in my immortal life that I really thought someone crazy.
“I have no power left!” I cried, “I can’t stop him if he goes on a rampage! What would stop him from just killing us?”
Then he gave me the same exact look I gave him only seconds ago.
“Make him swear” he said solemnly, “make his swear on the River Styx.”
“Prometheus, swear on the river, that you will not move or attack us until we have gotten our information.”
“I swear secrecy on the River Styx and accept the consequences should I break it”
With those words I broke my own promise, to my brother of the mines, I took the key from around my neck, and I unshackled the titan.
“Freedom!” he yelled, “fools! Don’t you know that the oath is not binding on a titan! You will rot in the pits of Tartarus!”
“We will fight to the death” I yelled to Ajax, “whether it be ours, or his.”
Standing armed and at the ready, we prepared to charge.
At that moment, something shone above us, momentarily blinding us.
“Freeze foolish titan” cried a voice, “or by the power endowed to me, I will cast you to the pits of Tartarus.”
Prometheus began to back up towards the rock he was once chained to.
“I surrender, I surrender. I was only jesting” he said with his hands up.
As his wrists touched the rock, in a dashing motion faster than I had ever moved before, I seized the chains and relocked them around his wrists.
It took a while for it to sink in, but when it did, the look on his face said it all.
“Brother I yelled to our savior” you may come down now. “What are you doing here?”
“Well” Hermes replied, “I figured you would need some help once I saw that you had forgotten who the sacred oath binds.”
My face turned a scarlet red.
“I admit these past few decisions have not been my brightest. But Hermes, it is not allowed for the gods to medal in the affairs of mortals."
“Apollo, you are no mortal. Though you may not be on Olympus at this time, golden ichor, blood of the gods, still flows through your veins. This is why I am allowed to help you.”
“In that case” I said skeptically, “make him tell me how to get into Zeus’ bedroom”
My brother looked at me with a wicked smile such as only the god of thieves could do and said, “I am the god of thieves; you didn’t think I’VE never “broken into” his private chambers, it’s just what I do!”
“Then tell me how” I said exasperatedly, “how did you do it?”
“I am sorry brother, but that I cannot tell. His chambers learn from their mistakes so you have to find your own “original” way in.”
“Then that is what I must do.”
“But Apollo” Hermes said almost pleadingly, “you do not need your bow, trust me on this! Just head straight for the Castle of the Sun!”
I looked at my faithful companion who simply shrugged as to say “why not?”
“Then take us there my dear brother; let me end this once and for all.”
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Disavowed: The Story of Apollo
AdventureA Short-Story about the Greek God Apollo who has lost his god status after a fight with Helios. He spends the story trying to get back to the Castle of the Sun and make up with Helios. This is my weak attempt at a story vs. poetry. Comments welcome!
