The thing Poneros was not excited about, other than people constantly talking to her and not being able to talk back, was the whole thing with crowds and crowds of guys. Unfortunately, they all stated having an affair. Poneros hated Aphrodite even more, she was filthy and gross. Poneros was overtaken to act like Aphrodite, she was the touchy type. Poneros has never touched anyone, not even Pon, unless the witch that gave her Pon counted. That moment was only brief.
Also, Poneros never realized how much she hated how people smelled. Some smell like greasy rats, and overdone mint rubs, and Aphrodite had a smell, too. Aphrodite smelled of sweet jasmine's and creeks, disgusting. On the ther hand, Poneros had to trek all the way back to Olympus almost every day. The goddess of love loved to travel. Today was one of those days
Poneros went through Aphrodite's ugly portal. Angel wings and clouds framed her body, to the point of claustrophobia, and white marble floors also layered with clouds. The bright white passage shook. Poneros spun around on her right ankle and ended with a lost of balance. Only she could walk in her portal without a permission, except for... Hermes. He looked Poneros dead in the eye, and she could see that she looked like well, herself. Fortunately, he didn't know he was staring at the Poneros.
"Hey" he said, standing up from that awkward fall.
"Hi" she spoke as Aphrodite's thoughts. Poneros really wanted to say something else.
Hermes reeked of Europe, where Poneros coincedentally just was. Europe reeked. Everyone was dying from some nasty plague spreading through rodents. Maybe if those nasty people had some sanitation, and didn't dump their trash and feces all over their roads, nobody would have this problem. Not only that, but when was the last time someone took a shower? Poneros zoned back to whatever Hermes was babbling.
"So basically i know you're not Aphrodite." Everything was silent for a second until he lifted his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulder dismissevly.
"What?!" Thought both Poneros and Aphrodite.
" Well one, you are rubbing your wrist." He gestured to her right hand clawing at her ugly scar. She didn't even realize she was doing it, and that made her anxious.
"So?" thought Aphrodite and Poneros.
"Oh my goodness, i heard Zeus with you and Hades, that old man is not so careful on finding who is in the room. Plus, now that you know that i know, you can say whatever you want. To me."
"Europe smells gross." Poneros finally said it. Her recent obsession was already desipating.
Poneros then felt a change in lighting as she glided into her palace, and Pon the lion-tiger thing lifted his head from the head of her throne. They had woken him. Hermes splayed across her throne and kicked at a stone at the handle of her throne.
"Do you like being Aphrodite?"
"No."
"Are we friends?"
"No."
"Well okay then." Hermes rolled his head to look at her, and turned it back again. Pon layed right over him on the back headboard.
"Hermes, i am the goddess of psych and evil and hatred. I still think seperatly from Aphrodite. The only thing we have in common is a lack of feelings. Zeus got rid of her because of it, and forced me to be her because of it. It is really hard to be the goddess of love when you are the exact opposite. Just imagine it, thats like if you were to become a god against word spreading, sucks right? You can never stop talking and then you would all the sudden not be able to say anything. Did i mention how weird Aphrodite is? She has kissed more noys than Zeus kissed girls. Weirdest thing is, she felt nothing. That would make her disabled, in the human world. Think about it, the human world isn't as advanced as us, they obsess over the gods so much There are diseases named after the normal me. Poneros, the best way to name a witch. Also-"
"You are nicer now," Hermes shrugged and hinted a sarcastic frown, "I haven't been locked in your doom house or whatever its called." The shaggy-haired god waved his hand in dismissal
Poneros half-smiled, the most she has done since Ares came to see her years ago. Actually, now that she thought about it, not even a week. They picnicked at a creek, but he was to... different then what she remebered. He was a lot more arrogant, and daunted quite easy. He used to be a smart hot-head, but not so much anymore.
"Can you tell Pon to please move somewhere else? His paw is bigger than Hercules biceps i swear." Hermes stared at the claw only a few centimeters from his crescent moon shaped nose. The paw pecked at his cheekbone as he turned his head towards Poneros, his blue eyes wide with genuine fear.
For the thousandth time, Poneros sat sad at her throne. She spoke to herself and thought of her home, her real home, and how much she wanted to sit at her long black wood dining table by herself. By herself was just a fragmentation of her mind now. At home her servants left her be, but now they checked in every ten minutes atleast. The only enjoyed company was Pon and the occasional Hermes. Hades was cool enough, but he didn't care enough to stop by. Her only upside was being as powerful as she was, but even as one of the most popular goddess, she wished for more. Athena was a great fighter, but she didn't know about her, so only the sweetest things were spoken. Aphrodite didn't like fighting, or pita bread, or finding the deepest darkest secret of everyone around her, and the things Poneros enjoyed were now not to be enjoyed. Poneros took down all the overdone reds and golds and thanked that her crew wasn't allowe into her room. It was now just stone and a window, nailed over by a painting of her old home. Next to that painting was brainwaves and Echidna, and her old jewelry wrapping from her finger into a bracelet snaking up her elbow.
The hickory doors began to open in front of Poenros, she looked up. Zeus prowled in.
"I hate everything about you, i do not want to see you, hear you, smell you, or think about you." Said the actual Poneros.
Zeus stopped in his tracks and his eyes grew. She could talk normal to him, and every servant in her room. She could fight it, he knew if she tried.
Poneros searched out Zeus's brainwaves and felt his panic and fear. A sly smile creeped across her face, and she laughed in such a way all evil escaped her throat and spread throughout the universe.
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