Exiled For Love

The night street was busy cars drove by heading to unknown destinations. A single lamp nestled between two old brick buildings shone down onto the most beautiful man. He stood well over 6 feet tall, his exotic features were alluring.  A mystical mist swirled around him kissing and caressing his skin. He looked down at  his skin which was translucent and almost a soft light blue. He smiled as he lifted his head to make eye contact with the girl across the street, and beckoned with one hand.   She followed his lead crossing the busy street into a dark alley way. Good little mortal he thought as she followed so patiently. Suddenly the mist engulfed them both spinning like a tornado they were thrusted upward.    “Finally, we’re home the mortal realm is so dingy” he said as he watched her fidget nervously as she took in her surroundings. Fluffy clouds stood in pillars to create the room and at their feet was a mirror perfectly to reflect the room around them. An unknown light source created a soft blue haze over the entire area  “Where are we ?” the girl inquired, her eyes grew full of curiosity and some fear.  “ The Sky.” He said with a small chuckle, “I am Bellamy, I am a god or demigod if you wish. You are here to give me what I desire.”  He stared deep into her eyes as spoke no allowing her to look away.    He shifted toward the girl, reaching out to caress her cheek. Bellamy flashed his most charming smile and flexed his bicep showing the girl what enticed humans the most, fleshly desire.   “My name is - “ she started.   “ Shhhh... “ Bellamy interrupted in a soothing voice “ We have no time for names, only... “ he allowed his eyelids to dip slightly to allow her to think he lusted for her. Truthfully he knew that a mortal could last in The Sky for approximately one month. This girl seemed frail, no meat to her bones, he may have to return her for another in a week or so. Bellamy charmed a new mortal girl periodically then enslaved them. These humans fell into a state of false love for him doing whatever he said. It proved for endless hours of entertainment, chores and whatever else he desired.  “Now shall we begin?” He cooed into her ear, he watched as her cheeks began to flush. Good  he thought the more they loved him the easier it was. The quicker they fell for his strong chin, full lips and incredible physique, the quicker their servitude would begin.   Suddenly a thunderous crack deafened his ears he winced. He groaned as he watched the magic disappeared from the mortal girls face. Her hand flew to cover her mouth and she began to scream, her eyes fill with panicked. Exasperated, Bellamy raised his chin defiantly    “Father”, He whispered, “To what do I owe the pleasure ?” He crossed his arms across his chest waiting for his father to come crashing in, as per his usual fashion.   Orage known as the god of the storm seamlessly floated down and perched himself on the nearest cloud. He stroked his long white beaded. His eye brows knitted down into a pain expression causing the wrinkles on his forehead to increase. The fine lines creased and folded appearing like a map of his life. His skin was so purely white it was almost clear.    “Who is this ?” Orage asked calmly, his voice eerie and strained as if holding back his true emotions.   “My newest concubine.” Bellamy replied back in a bored fashion pushing the mortal girl to the side. Her breath shattered and her body began to quiver clearly the façade of love and lust had worn off. He rolled his eyes at her, she wouldn’t last a day ! He would have to venture down again to Earth and claim another slightly stronger human.   “RESPECT!” His father bellowed his entire being enlarging his skin shifting from a translucent white into a dark grey with a otherworldly glow shining from the center of his chest.  Bellamy stood back straight totally and utterly self absorbed. I do not owe any mortal respect he thought to himself. I did not create humans, I did not place such fragile creatures among greatness such as my own!   “You are supposed to be the god of love!” Orage continued, suddenly they were surrounded by an array of lightening bolts shooting in all different directions. Rain and wind fought around them while his rage continued. The rain engulfed them and began the pour heavier and heavier soon falling in sheets of water.   Bellamy dropped to the ground on both knees the feeling of his fathers displeasure weighting down onto him. The mortal girl cried sobs racking her entire being   “You have become the god of lies, deceit and slavery.” His father wailed tears pouring down his face, as his mouth twisted in disgust.   “You will learn, you will respect, you will love ! “ Orage cried “ Bellamy my son - “   “Father! “ Bellamy shouted desperate for his father to calm down.    “My son, I renounce you as a god. You are exiled! You will fall from The Sky.” his sentence ended in a heartbreaking sigh as if it took all the air in his lungs to push those final words out.   The Sky gave way a blinding light pierced Bellamys eyes, he felt himself falling. Faster and faster he fell he reached for anything anyone screaming horrible deathly screams of terror.