"Welcome, Gods and Goddesses alike, I am glad all of you have chosen to meet with me. The time has come for Gods, and Goddesses, to rise once more! No longer will we hide our true potential. No more will we serve these useless grubby humans! Too long have we forgotten our true selves and our old ways. WE created them! WE gave life! They are the undeserving ones that have forgotten just how powerful and frightening we are!"
I can feel some eyes on me but I know that most of them are focused solely on my flesheaters. It was not often that they joined any kind of meeting or were even invited to one.
"I know, these flesheaters were thought to be a thing of the past. Powerful. Dark. Destructive." My hand roams across B's face and he leans into my touch. "Beautiful. But they are alive and real, my friends. And we have two that would like to join us in our goal to rule the humans once more. They will be contacting more of their kind to see if they will be joining our ranks. Marinette Bwa Chech's hounds have agreed to join our army as well."
"But these are creatures, Osiris, not Gods or Goddesses." A God chuckles. In an instant my flesh eaters are beside them.
"We are creatures, hmm~?" B hums, black eyes flickering. "Do you believe that, Orwell~?"
"No. Matthew. Because it is not. The truth. I believe this God. Is afraid." C taps a finger to his full lips.
"A-afraid?! Of what?!" The God scoffs but I can see truth to the words there.
"Oh, do not pretend to not know the tales of their great power. I believe it is said that if a flesh eater consumes you your soul ceases to exist; God or not. And isn't it also said that by devouring your heart they can erase all memory of your soul having ever existed as well?" I gloat as I walk over to the God. I lean over the table as a vicious smile curls my lips. "Care to find out, love?"
The God falls silent and stares down at the table while we watch him. After a moment I take my place back at the head of the table though my flesh eaters stay put beside the God.
"We will continue to use our ally creatures in battle and accept them if they so choose to join us. We will not belittle them. We will not anger them. We will continue to treat them on par with us." I explain, folding my hands behind my back.
"So how do we change things?" A Goddess asks.
"Ah, lovely question, my dear. In the prophecy against me there has been a few people stated that can defeat me. We find these people and destroy them. If we find a God or Goddesses that does not see things as clearly as we do then they must be dealt with by any means necessary.
"But isn't that against everything we've been taught?" A young God asks, head tilting to the side.
A scoff leaves me and I can hear a few others follow suit. "No. Once we were taught to destroy and take what rightfully belongs to us. At one point we were ruthless, cunning, and unstoppable. The time has come to regain what we were once." My hand clenches as does my jaw.
"We used to be allowed to settle our differences without worrying about those mortals. I used to be able to slay as I saw fit." Someone states and I can feel the fire in their words. "But now... Now we have been bending to these mortals and protecting them."
"And what is it we're protecting them from?!" I ask, feeling my eyes nearly go white.
"Ourselves!" A few voices ring out and echo.
"Well no more! All of that ends tonight! No longer will there be a ban on who and what lives we take. No more shall we hide our powers in the shadows! The era of the mortals ends now!" I do not know when I ended up on the table but I'm currently preaching from the table and everyone else is hanging on my every word.
"Does this end the mythical creature ban?" A timid voice asks.
"Of course! Let our brethren fill their stomachs! Let them feast on mortal flesh and soul and hunger no more!" My fists shake and I feel every part the evil villain in some witty play. Shakespeare could not have written me better if he had tried.
"And what of the head Gods?" Someone asks.
"They have agreed that this war is not with them. They will not intervene in anyway to turn the tides one way or the other. Whatever the outcome, they have agreed to accept it." I explain, jumping off the table and onto a chair, gracefully tipping it over. "So. The question I have for everyone of you now: are you with us or against us?"
I never once warned those against us that it would be their death sentence. And believe me, we had enough on our side in that room to destroy any disobedient deity.
A genius king never reveals his hand.
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We Were Gods: Oleander: Book One
Teen Fiction'It's dark in the tombs, the air is thick with static and storm threatening the occupants with each labored breath. Golden eyes lock with icy blue hues, an unstated challenge between the two Gods. Anubis raised his inked back; a thick black oil leak...
