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Dangerous Waters
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Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2015
"You're frightened of water?" Poseidon snorted, flicking the liquid onto her heated skin. 

 "Don't mock me!" Thalia snapped at him, her eyes narrowing at the God in front of her. How did she end up in this mess? How did she manage to land herself in the presence of a God? It was bad enough that her ignorant friends had dragged her to the place she hated more than her absent father and now she was kicking herself for accepting such an absurd deal with the God of the Sea.

"You do not control me, Thalia. I will do as I please." She glared at him, wanting nothing more than to call it all off, but she had sworn to Zeus and he was going to hold her to that.

"I don't want to be here and I really don't want to be around you, Poseidon."

"I'm the God of the sea." He grinned at her smugly. "Everyone wishes for my company." Those were the last words he uttered before he disappeared, leaving Thalia to roll her eyes at his narcissistic comment.

"Oh my, what have I gotten myself into?"

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Revenge

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Nemesis was furious. She knew for a long time that her offspring, the Telkhines, were being mistreated by the gods. They were considered to be monsters, after all. But this was the last straw. Poseidon had begun to enslave her children and make them work in his forges, under the supervision of cyclops, who Nemesis knew were much more brainless than her children. An eye for an eye, she decided, teleporting herself into a small, two bedroom apartment. She could feel the sea that ran in the unborn child's blood as she stood above the sleeping woman. "This is my revenge."