See You, my Love

8 : Thor and Loki

Thor

"All talk but no action, brother?" Loki tried to mock me but I ignored him. I glanced at the skies. Odd. Why does the skies look like it's going to rain? During day time? I frowned.

Loki is about to give me a good strike in the face but I dodged it and he ended up tumbling in the ground.

"Stop, let's call it a day" I ended our training and gathered our weapons ignoring Loki's yammering and complains.

We should train well and build our strength. Everyone knows how dirty the greek gods play. It's better safe and prepared than being beaten in to a pulp.

"Don't you think it's a bit strange?" I watched the skies and the Sun.

"What's bit strange?" Loki asked completely clueless about the topic.

"It's going to rain" It's not a question. I am certain it is going to rain.

"So?" He asked and I looked at him.

"That means the light above is undergoing an intense emotion" I stated and he still looked out of the blue and not getting the point.

"Uhh... Meaning?"

I just rolled my eyes and decided to not push further on or my fist might just act on it's own and bump somebody else's head. Loki's head.

"Sun the powerful light is having a breakdown," I wondered. "What happened to him and what are the greek gods are up to?" I asked myself.

Something is going on here. And our Moon is strangely a bit weak these past days. And the Sun is having an odd behaviour. This is not normal.
Sol the Sun king never felt emotion before. Let alone, cry.

I should inform father, because my guts told me, that this is not good.

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Apollo

At this state, I can do nothing but cough blood and bled to death as the guardians in Olympus keep beating me to death. I can no longer heal anymore because they caused too many damage already. But I don't care anymore. My mind is settled at three things. Sol, Quitallia and Fly. Sol, my old friend, forgive me. Forgive all the mawkishness and childish things I've done.

Quitallia is lost. She doesn't know what she's doing. She doomed us all, but I believe, it wasn't her fault.

My Fly. I smiled when I remembered the night we spent together. She was speechless and flushed. She don't know what to do. But she went with me. The was the warmest thing I ever done with her. And I ain't going to forget it.

I smiled sadly when I remembered the last time I saw her. Fly.

'I love you' I said and she instantly flushed and looked away. I chuckled.

'Aren't you even going to answer back?' I asked and pouted. Even I know the answer will hurt me, I still picked up my courage and confessed to her. Because I know, if I and Sol get caught, I can never come back to her. To my disappointment, she just give me a cheeky smile and uttered, "I'll give you my answer until the next time we met." She grinned and put her hands on her hips. I smiled. Such a thrilling plot. But i'm afraid there is no next time.

And here am I, waiting for my fate. Death or Torture. I prefer death, because torture will last until the end of your days.

"Boy, Apollo, if you have just kept quiet and continued being useless, this shouldn't have happen." Zeus entered the chamber where I am held. I smirked. So he's the one who'll decide my fate.