Opposites: A Percy Jackson Fanfic

Ares God of Agriculture. Demeter Goddess of War.

Ares' Corn Fields -

Ares skipped through his corn fields, his crown of hay resting on his head. He twirled in the air and stopped to wonder if he should pick a cob of corn to eat raw - the taste always appealed to him. But no, Ares would much rather prefer Cheerios at the moment, but whoever heard of eating Cheerios in the middle of a corn field? That would be ridiculous! So Ares went with the corn option, then continued to skip, munching on his "delicious" corn.

Once Ares reached his humble cottage, he scrambled inside so he could finally get that bowl of Cheerios. He sat down, snapped his fingers, and a bowl of Cheerios with milk and a spoon appeared on the table in front of him. "Scrumptious!" Ares beamed and dug into his cereal. "Man, I love my job. Let peace be forever!"

Just then, one of Ares' korpos sauntered into the room. It was a peach korpos. "Peaches!" It said. "Peaches, peaches, peaches, peaches!"

"I see," Ares nodded, lacing his fingers together. He straightened his hay crown.

"Peaches," The korpos said.

"Is that so?" Ares said.

"Peaches," It confirmed. Ares leaped to his feet, putting his hands on his hips like a hero from a comic book.

"Then off we go!" Ares said in a deeper voice then usual. Ares and the korpos flew off to Costa Rica where a banana plantation was being destroyed. How dare those mortals endanger those poor bananas!

Demeter's War Castle -

Demeter roared like an animal as she threw a punch at her punching bag, then another. A white piece of duct tape was taped onto it and on it in Sharpie read: Zeus. Zeus, the god of the underworld, aka the man (or god) Demeter hates most.

You might be noticing that pretty much everyone hates Zeus. With him being the god of the dead, it's natural, though Zeus usually stays out of everyone else's way. To be honest, compared to the other gods, he was five star. But Demeter didn't care. Hate was what powered Demeter. She needed that hate to live. She was the god of war after all, and what starts all wars? Hate.

Demeter grunted as she stopped to take a break. Her blonde hair fell in tumbled snarls around her face which was lined with scars and bruises. Her lip was curled into it's usual permanent scowl. She usually walked around in full on armor, but today working out, she only wore black shorts, a red sport's bra, and Adidas (Because she hated Nike) sneakers.

Demeter took a quick sip of hydration, which was actually the blood of her dead enemies. Call her a freak, no one wouldn't judge. As Demeter resumed her workout, she thought of her daughter, Katie. How dare she date a wuss like Travis, a son of Hephaestus, god of the forge. Katie was supposed to be tough. She wasn't supposed to experience stuff such as "love." Leave that kind of stuff for the Athena kids.

Hola guys! I'm back with a whole new chapter! Was it boring? Weird? Both? Funny? Let me know what you think. And feel free to comment ideas on chapters!
-Pizza_Hero07