Venus had been in her suite being pampered for the last four to five days, she had lost count and couldn't be for sure. Fighting with her husband had caused the goddess great distress and nothing would relax her more than a good soak in her bath. Which was ever filled by a spring of her own acidic essence. The servants dared not approach the oversized pool for it would melt their clothing and scar their skin, just breathing the mist could be fatal.
She enhauled the sweet scent of corroding marble and pungent citrus. She sighed, instantly relaxed.
Venus descended down the steps and as she moved her beautiful gown melted off her body, leaving her bare as she submersed into it's soothing warmth.
There was no other feeling that could compare to this. She relished in her moment. Arching her back she floated weightlessy, her hair floated behind her staying out of her face as she had commanded it to.
"My goddess, the council of twelve is on its way!" An anxious servant stumbled into her bathhouse.
Venus emerged from her bath, rage in her eyes. The servant cowarded but it was too late. In that instant she turned to an unsightly liquid on the floor, bright red with blood and sizzling organs. Venus continued up the steps and as she moved the blue liquid ran down her skin, forming a gown of the same color.
Moving past the servant on the floor she threw the doors open. She moved swiftly as she searched for Mars, finding him in the foyer. She stomped down the hall towards him. As she entered the room, he turned towards her revealing the infant in his arms.
Venus boiled with rage. "What in the name of our mother is this?!"
"Our mother is the one who gave her to me." Mars's voice boomed.
He handed the baby off to one of the servants and Venus watched her as she carried the child out of the room.
"Who's child is it?" She demanded.
"I have no idea. All I know about hrt is that she's an orphaned mortal."
"If she's no one then give her to me. I will drown the mortal in my pool and not even her shade will remain to tell on us."
Mars approached her, each step he took shook the palace like an earthquake. "Our mother charged me with raising that mortal. If you harm her you will answer to me. This will not be up for debate. We don't have time for your nonsense right now. The council of twelve is on its way and Mercury is always early."
"Prepare food and drink! Make the hall look presentable!" Mars shouted at servants who disappeared in a panic.
As expected Mercury swooped in through the courtyard. Ferious Venus, stormed out of the room.
'How dare he bring that mortal into my our home!'
She traveled up the grand golden staircase, after opening a few doors she found where the servants had put the disgusting creature.
Venus approached the crib, summoning her knife it gracefully landed in her palm. She clutched it tightly and piered over the edge. Her anger grew when she found the infant wrapped in a delicate pink blanket, fast asleep. Venus raised the knife over the infant, seething she breathe heavily.
She thrusted the blade towards the infant's throat. Just as it was about to pierce the child's skin the door opened behind her.
The blade vanished from her hand and moved out of the way of her squealing aunts.
"Give me! Give me! I want to hold the baby! Ceres picked up the baby with excitement.
"Oh, is she not a true beauty? Much like our Venus." Vesta inched in closer to the mortal.
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Daughter of Mars
FantasíaShe was born amongst the dead on a desrted battlefield. Unaware of her surroundings, and unaware of what she had lost, she peacefully slept in her deceased mother's arms. If not for the Mercy of Juno, she would have died that day with her mother. Bo...
