"I've never heard of a god of war before." I contain my laugh as I see I had just rhymed. He grits his teeth and smacks my face, I relish in the joy I will have hurting him. "You piece of shit." I spit at his feet as he walks toward Night and Daye passed out on the floor. My stomach flips as I see him wave his hand and the guys rise to their feet without their consent. "LEAVE THEM ALONE!"
"Now why would I do that?" His voice is sweet like honey but burns like acid, he slinks toward Night, I hold my breath at the fact that I can't do anything here. He moves closer to Night and transforms into a girl with short red hair, dark eyes and hollow cheeks. He kisses Night, making him fall to the floor and wake startled. "Night, oh god. I thought you were dead. Come on we have to go." He pulls Night from the ground and starts to lead him toward the archway out of the room.
"NIGHT! DON'T DO IT, ITS ME! ITS A TRICK, ITS ARES!" I scream out to him. He pulls away from Ares and looks at me then back at Ares. "NIGHT, ITS ME!"
"No, its not. I'm the real Fire, you have to believe me." Night looks at me and I plead with everything inside of me that Night will know that its me. Ares smiles at me but turns back to Night and cuddles up to him. "I'm scared Night." Night's eyes blink rappidly and he looks up at me and finally understands, he shoves Ares away from himself and runs toward me.
"I'm sorry it took so long for me to see you." He holds my face and kisses my forehead, he tries to open the chains holding me down but they disapear before he can lay a hand on them. My arms fall to my side, I hunch over exhausted. I want to close my eyes but I fear in doing so will condem me to death and seal the guy's fate. "Fire." I keep my aching eyes open and look up at Night, he looks around but he can't find Ares or Daye.
"What happened?" I stand but lean against a pillar to keep me upright. I look around the room with blood orange curtains, gold trimming around the windows, couches that take up entire walls, and a table large enough to seat giants.
"Come on we have to find Daye and that damn Ares."
"Why find them when we're already here?" I twirl around and search for Ares and Daye but I see no one and apparently neither does Night.
"Ares I grow tired of these games, now show yourself and let us finish this." I stamp my foot on the marble floors like and impatient child, I hear the sound of laughter then my hearing stops all together. I see Night in front of me but he seems taller now, I reach out to grab him and tell him I can't hear but my hands are small. "Night." I call out to him but it comes out in gurggles. Night's lips move up and down, side to side, its funny the way he moves his lips. My ears pop and I start to cry, it hurts so much that it seems unbearable.
"Fire?! What! This doesn't make any sense!"
"You're mean, I don't like you." My voice is high and child like it makes me laugh, then I stop laughing and look at Night but something is different, is it the way his eyes catch the light that it looks like stars falling to Earth. "You're hot." All of a sudden my chest hurts like I can't breathe I rub at my chest but instead of having a flat chest like I'm used to there are moutains. "What the hell?" My legs hurt and my boobs are bigger I look at Night and see him staring at my chest, he blushes when I catch him staring. "Hey! Eyes up here buddy." My back hurts, my ribs hurt, everything hurts, I look at Night and his mouth is open in awe, "wh-."
"Don't speak, everytime you do you become older. Ares stop this." I run toward the open door but instead of a door I see a mirror that goes from floor to ceiling. I look in the mirror to see what I'll look like in the future but I don't see my face looking back at me, I see my mother's. A long face with sharp cheek bones, full bright green eyes and lips that stretch with a frown. I reach out to touch the mirror's surface but someone snatches my hand before I can, Night looks down at me with worried eyes, I turn back to the mirror but the only thing I see is my own face staring back at me. "Sorry, I just didn't know if something bad would happen. It was strange seeing you age before me and."

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The god complex (Book one of The Devil's Daughter trilogy)
Teen FictionI am not God but I am something similar.