Olympians VS. Volturies - Cleo's Fate: Volturi or Olympian?

Vision or Just a Nightmare?

The Gods were all gathered in front of the gates of Olympus. All of them had red eyes and their skins went pale. Veronica stood beside his father, both with determined looks on their faces. Jason and Hitomi, who were transformed as werewolves, stood behind Athena and Ares, who were holding hands. Aphrodite and Hephaestus were holding hands, too, and with her other hand, Aphrodite was rubbing her round stomach, meaning that she was pregnant.

Zeus walked until standing in front of all the gods, his eyes flashing dark red. Artemis sniffed from the distance. Her red vampire eyes widen inwardly.

"They're coming!" She cried. The gods held their breaths when they felt heavy footsteps from the distance.

"The redcoats are coming, the redcoats are coming..." Hermes murmured, nervously, earning disgratefull looks from Apollo and Zeus. Suddenly, they turned around to see Cleo and the Volturis in front of them. They had their black cloacks on and they were wearing black/red robes. Cleo wore a normal black silky dress and black sandals. She was wearing a black cloak too. She sent a scowl at Apollo. Apollo noticed this and raised his eyebrows, confused.

"I want my daughter" Cleo snarled between her teeth while holding Caius' hand.

"What?" Apollo wide eyed in fear when he saw his wife holding hands with one of the Volturi kings. Artemis leaned over to his ear to whisper.

"Get over it, brother, your bond with her broke." Apollo looked at his sister puzzled. She sighed sadly. "Cleo had become one of them..."

Apollo growled angrily. "NOOOOOOOOOOO-

"-OOOOOOOOOO!" Apollo woke up with a scream while he jumped from his bed. He was panting and sweating uncontrollably. He face palmed. Another nightmare. What could it be? Apollo shook his head and looked at his sundial that marked 5:00 A.M. He stood up and grabbed a white towel and left to take a shower.

After he got cleaned up, he wore his regular clothes on with a black cloak on. Since he's a vampire and his duty is to guide the sun, he had to put something on that could protect his pale/tan skin from sunrays. When he was about to leave his chambers, to his shock, Joan stood beside the door. She was smirking evilly at him.

"Morning." She spoke up with venom in her voice, making the God of Sun react and snarl at her.

"What the fuck you want, bitch?" He demanded to know. Joan laughed at this.

"Is that a way to greet one of your kinds?" She asked between laughs while shaking her head. "Oh Apollo, you'd really had changed ever since Cleo became one of us-"

Apollo interrupted her by taking her neck in his hands and sending her to one of his room's walls. He growled furiously at her.

"I ask again..." He walked closer to her. "WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT?!"

Joan smirked evilly as she stood up and walked towards him. "Calm down, I only came to pay a visit. Besides, your wifey wanted to know how are you and her immortal daughter."

Apollo calmed himself a little. "Alpha, tell her we're alright and we miss her. Beta, Veronica is not an immortal! She's half-human, half-vampire hybrid! I already knew about this immortal vampire child thing, but I can assure you that Veronica isn't one of those creeps." He snarled at the last sentence. Joan rolled her eyes.

"Pff, fine, I believe you. But I won't tell it to the Volturi." She chuckled evilly, making Apollo roar.

"WHAT!?" He asked, flattered.