Heaven Sent
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love, faith, and joy
A woman sat alone in a circular room, staring down at a picture of three newborn girls. They all had "A's" on their blankets. Suddenly, her fingers tingled. She put the picture away and crossed her arms, staring out the window. A man busted through the door, livid. "Where are they?" The man walked purposefully through the door, angry and nervous.
"Where are who?" The woman purred, batting her eyelashes innocently. The man glared and cracked his knuckles. "This isn't a game, Aphrodite! Where the Hades did you bring them? Zeus wants to see them before they're brought to the mortal world!"
"Ohhh, that's too bad... they're gone." Aphrodite grinned and leaped over the desk, landing in front of him.
"Don't worry, Poseidon. They'll be fine where they are. We won't die out. They are the key." Aphrodite and Poseidon both turned, startled, to see Artemis and Apollo walk into the room. Apollo grinned and punched Poseidon in the arm. "They're good girls. They'll save us. We won't fade into the Void. The fates have said that they'll solve everything!"
Poseidon looked at him and sighed, exasperated. "What did they ACTUALLY say, Apollo?"
Artemis looked up and stared Poseidon directly in the eyes. "The three shall be born of pureness and innocence; fury will run through their veins. Love, Faith, and Joy will unite the worlds and saved the lost; yet Darkness, Confusion, and Lust will stand in their way. Be not afraid of the unknown, be afraid of the Lost." Then she looked at her brother, and the divine twins looked down sadly.
"Meaning?" Aphrodite spoke up, irritated.
Artemis and Athena walked over and each stared out the window. Athena closed her eyes and sighed. "Meaning things could get a little hot."
Aphrodite snickered. "That's exactly how I like it.....HOT!"
Artemis rolled her eyes. "Wow, mature, Aphrodite."
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