The 13th Olympian

We bankrupt Neptune

I could see nothing. It was pitch dark in the cave. I walked around flailing my hands swooshing away the air in front of me.

Ughhh I wish I had some light!

Instantly my whole body started to glow. Woah, I can glow! Not bad. I acknowledged my own talent, examining myself for a while.

"Ahem," a deep voice spoke.

I looked up with a jolt. What I saw was... Wait. *telepathically connects to Rick Riordon (God of trolls) 'Is it possible for me to describe this powerful being to my readers without getting them disintegrated?'

No reply. I guess that's a no. Sorry people.

What I saw was a God in his true form (which I'm not going to describe) sitting peacefully in padmasana on a rock or something.

"Are you Varuna?" I asked.

"I am," he said. "The mighty God of ocean, Varuna. I am the guardian deity of the western direction. I am rain. I am Satya (truth), Rt---"

"Yeah I know that. Now, what do you want?" I blurted, rolling my eyes.

He stared at me. He opened his mouth again to speak, "Rta (justice)."

I waited for him. "Okay?" I replied. "Now that you have probably finished your introduction what do you want from me?"

He stared at me again. This time it went on forever. His gaze seemed to be distant. As if he wasn't only looking at me but exploring in my thoughts. "What?" I fumbled.

He calmly got up from his position, transforming into a human figure. He wore professional clothes, like a businessman. His brooding expression terrified me slightly. He lifted his chin up, "What do you offer," He said, "Delilah?"

Offer? I have nothing.

"I don't understand."

"Where is it?" He growled. "Give it back to me!"

I looked at him, terrified. "I don't have anything that belongs to you."

A small snicker escaped his mouth followed by a short laugh. "A century has passed," his smile wavered. "We still have eternity to live. But someone here," he smirked, "doesn't."

He looked behind him, where a cage appeared that wasn't there before. My eyes widened to their fullest. I ran towards it, where Aaron lay. But midway between him and me, I got thrown away by some invisible force. I landed a few meters away. I gaped at my son. He wasn't moving. Why wasn't he moving?!

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! WHAT DO YOU WANT!" I screamed.

"So you really don't know, huh." He blabbered.

"YOU THINK?" I shouted, scowling.

His smile returned. "Once upon a time, there lived a happy happy God. One fine day, a meeting among the Gods of the sea was held to discuss about the newly born Goddess's control over water. Unfortunately the happy happy God wasn't very good with time. He arrived at the meeting a little late..." He stared at me with grudge in his eyes. "Neptune said it would be great to hand over the happy god's domain to the new Goddess, since he arrived late proving he was not serious about sea politics. His domain was then forcefully taken away from him. And I lived unhappily ever after. Excuse is it, to expand your own territory! Your father, that idiot convinced everyone into it!" His expression was furious.

"So, the Indian ocean belongs to me?" I asked.

"Yes and no."

"But Neptune is not my father."