The Unknown God/Goddess

Suspicious

August's P.O.V

I had told Pharsa of what I had discovered that very day when I came home after dropping Rafaela at hers. Pharsa couldn't believe it as well. Her evident surprised face lingered even after we had ate our dinner. We were both troubled by the fact that I can yield both light and dark abilities. 

"Have you talked to Zeus about this?" I shake my head. 

"I'm planning to, but I don't know what to do." 

"Right, if you go to Olympus, there's a high chance that you won't come back." I nod. 

How am I going to call out my father? 

"Can you show me?" she asks, curious to see if I can really do it. 

"Okay," I breathe out. 

Maybe if I keep looking at it, and keep doing it will I be desensitized. I will prepare myself for what may come in the future. Who am I, really? WHAT am I? 

I showed her the darkness which startled me. The very sight of this tiny black ball floating just a above my palm gives me chills. It was so black that I can't see anything on the other side. 

"That's, haaah," she sighs and runs her fingers through her black and white hair. 

"Have you tried using it?" 

"Use it? How?"

She thinks about it for a second. Her face undisturbed and her eyes, looking all over the place, searching for answers. She clicks her tongue and turns to me, finding one. 

"How about use it like how you use light?" 

That suggestion was very offensive if it were any god, but luckily, I'm suspicious of my own self too. I turn on the lights, every single one light in this apartment and inhaled. If this will work, I don't think I can trust myself anymore. I think I really need to ask for father about this, if this really works. 

I stand in front of Pharsa again, and stared at her, as she stares at me too. 

"Moment of truth." she says. 

"Okay," 

I throw the ball of darkness in the sky and suddenly, everything was black. 

"f**k, it worked." she mutters. 

I can't see anything. I try to reach out for Pharsa but couldn't. 

"Where are you?" 

"I didn't move." 

"Huh? Well, that was weird." 

I snap my fingers and it was light again. She was right, she didn't move. I try reaching out to her but I couldn't reach her. Oh, so I was a few inches short on reaching her earlier. She looks at me like I was crazy but I shrugged it off.

"Father couldn't make it like that." she commented and takes a seat on the sofa. 

"Should I try some more?" she looks up at me and nods. 

"Okay, here goes nothing." 

I place both of my hands beside me, extended until they're straight. I'm thinking of using it as a smoke, if that's even possible. My palms spray out black smoke. Not really smoke but entire blackness which takes form of a smoke. Instantly, the floor was not to be seen again. It was complete darkness. 

I stopped emitting black smoke and went to sit beside Pharsa. The black properties moved like smoke. It moved subtly and would move if is air is being introduced. They take the form of smoke-y clouds. I had never such such black clouds before. This sight before me somehow soothes me deep inside. 

I hadn't felt this relieved when I was in Olympus. 

"This feels like I'm home." Pharsa commented. 

I process her comment and realized that I feel the same too. Could it be? Are we sisters? Are we? We're the only ones who have different wings as deities, but our wings are distinctive too. If we were siblings, we would've had the same wings. I doubt we are. Father would tell me straight up and not watch me grow up. 

There must be something else hidden. 

"You should do this more often." she leans on her back and closes her eyes. 

"You homesick?" 

"Pssh, nah. The atmosphere is nice like this from time to time." 

I stared off into the black smoke surrounding our feet and decided to learn to not care for the time being. I lean on my back too and close my eyes. 

It was soothing. Was this also the reason why I can't keep still in Olympus? This was inside me, a truth of me, that wanted to get out?

The next morning, I went to school like nothing had happened. I had to make sure that Rafaela won't know that deities aren't meant to wield darkness like I can. Other than me being called a liar, I think she won't see me the same. I didn't know if it too but that isn't an excuse. 

"Good morning," Rafaela greeted me warmly at my locker. 

I close my locker and gave her a soft smile. 

"Good morning, sunshine. How was your sleep?" 

"Ah, it wasn't that good. I missed you." 

"What did you eat today? You seem awfully sweet." she grins. 

"Really? I think I'm the same." 

She gets up on her tip toes and kisses me on the lips. It was just a peck but it was enough to make me jittery. I giggled. She's being too sweet than yesterday. 

"Are you still flexing?" 

"Aha, you got me." 

"Uh-huh." 

"But really, my bed is not the same without you." 

"Of course it isn't. Shall I sleep at yours tonight?" she hums at my suggestion. 

"That would be great. Father wanted to talk to you and Pharsa." 

"What for?" 

"I don't know. Wait, I just remembered something." 

We walk hand in hand to her classroom, as I would be dropping her off again. 

"What is it?" 

"Was the reason you didn't tell me about your surname is because you didn't have any? I had always wondered what your surname is." 

"Yes, we generally don't have surnames. Why? Were you planning on taking mine?" a suggestive input was put in front of her, and she obviously knows it. She giggles and pinches my cheek. 

"Let's see what the future holds first." 

"Fair enough." 

She waves at me goodbye and I wave at her back. As I turn my back, a lady was standing in front of me. She screamed dangerous to me. She was wearing light make up that enhanced her natural beauty. I know a girl is beautiful when I see one. She was wearing lip tint and a light blush on. 

"Can, can I help you?" 

But Rafaela was more beautiful and more pure and more her. She was not mimicking anyone, nor did Rafaela follow trends. She was her own person and I liked that about her. She wasn't afraid to flaunt her self to others. She was screaming that she was her and she was her own. 

She looks me up and down and then smiles at me. I just know that she's bringing me mischief, I just know it. She extends her hand for me to shake and smiles. The students were looking at us as they pass by, scurrying off to their own schedules while still taking the opportunity to see what's happening. 

"Hi, I'm Charmaine Roberts." 

I hesitantly shake her hand. 

"Uh, August." 

"Yes, I know." she didn't let go of my hand. 

She kept holding unto it, still smiling that eerie smile of hers. I felt uncomfortable. 

"Uh, okay?" 

"I see you're hanging out with Rafaela often." 

"Yeees?" 

She still wasn't letting go of my hand. She held unto my eyes. I could tell that she was trying to imprison me and my thoughts. Her intimidating aura was getting to me like plague. I felt afraid that she can strip me down naked in this very hallway. 

"Are you guys dating?" 

I couldn't open my mouth due to the pressure she was giving me. I felt my mouth go numb. I couldn't speak. She had taken my ability to speak. It was maddening. I wanted to run around. I want to go everywhere else except in front of her. 

"Yes, we're dating." Rafaela breaks our hand and intertwined it with hers. 

My relief was nowhere near. The tension seemed to grow even more, even more suffocating than earlier. Rafaela turned like a tigress. She wasn't going to be beaten up by Charmaine. Their beauties collided against each other like positive and negative charges. Like two magnets destined to be together, but still not. 

I swear I could see electricity shooting from their eyes, cackling at the center of their distance. 

"Uhm, school?" I lamely attempted to bring them back to reality. We were running out of time. School was about to start. 

"I'll be back, Rafa." 

Rafa? 

"I don't want to see you." Charmaine gave her the middle finger before storming away. 

Rafaela turns to me with a smile, like any of that just didn't happen before my eyes. She looked like the same Rafaela before Charmaine appeared. 

"Shouldn't you be on your way?" she asks. 

"No." 

Her very actions were suspicious to me. Questions keep popping inside my head like there's no tomorrow. 

"No?" her eyebrows furrowed at my response. 

"I'm not going away without an answer." 

"Did you have a question." 

"Yes, and it will come later, after class." 

"But what about your class?" her head c***s to the side in the most adorable way possible. It was almost enough for me to give in but I held my ground. 

"You forgot that I'm a deity." 

I push her inside her classroom and went in myself. Her classmates turned quiet and turned to me. Rafaela went to her seat while I stood behind the teacher. I whispered nothing in her ear and did my own trick into making her think that this is my classroom. 

"Please take your seat beside Ms. Wilson, Ms. August." 

I smiled in victory while Rafaela's mouth hang open. 

"Thank you, teacher." I don't even know the teacher's name. 

The poor student that was beside Rafaela had to move. I blessed him without his notice and smiled. I drag my seat next to Rafaela loudly. The teacher didn't mind me and ignored me as she starts her class. 

"Poor guy had to move." she whispers to me. 

"Don't worry. He's blessed by me. When he gets home, he's going to have one thing he likes the most." 

"And what's that?" 

"I don't know? That depends on what he thinks of first." 

"How is that possible?" 

I smirked and said smugly, "oh, please, I'm a god. Anything is possible." 

She elbowed my stomach, making me 'oof'. She directed her attention back to the teacher while I stare at her in awe. Her prominent jaw complemented her chin. Her slender frame is being hugged by the harsh coldness mother nature could give. Her porcelain like snow skin shined even when there's little light present. Her straight nose and her beautiful forehead. 

Nothing seems to be wrong about her front profile and her side profile. There is no way that no god or goddess didn't bless her. She was too perfect to be real. I believe there is something behind Rafaela's beauty. She looks so mesmerizing being bathed in the gloomy sun, how mesmerizing would it be if it was sunny? She would surely shine and her skin would definitely stood out. 

Her green eyes look so deep. I notice that when I stare at her eyes, I'd drown and get lost in them. Maybe that was the reason why I always look at her. 

"I want those eyes to only look at me, Rafaela." her eyes moved towards me and look at me without moving an inch of her head. 

"What makes you think these aren't?" she asks back. 

Her lips moved so elegantly as she speaks. Her pinkish lips in full display. They shouldn't be. Someone shouldn't be so perfect and so desirable at the same time. She was mocking my intentions, but a good one. She slowly darts her eyes away from me, teasing me of my own words. 

I place my hand on her thigh. She didn't react though. The absence of her reaction made me want to go to the extreme but I'm afraid that if I do so, she'll get upset and get angry with me for disturbing her class. I sigh and retracted my hand, but she stopped me. 

She grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. A puzzling look was glued on my face. 

"Who says you can withdraw your hand?" a small smile appeared on my lips.

I lean my head on the desk and watched her from this angle. Her profile still looked beautiful. The more beautiful she is to me, the more I'm afraid that she'll get snatched away by someone from me. She's so approachable that everyone could easily mistake her as being flirty. 

If I like her, then I bet other people also does, even before I came here. She said she's sexually active. Then does that mean she's constantly having s*x with her former lovers? That isn't wrong and I'm not saying that she's to blame for that. I just want to who she was with, who they were and how did they meet each other. 

I want to know every little think about Rafaela. Does she feel the same way too? Or am I prying too much? Rafaela being her, I just knew that she's had some past lovers, past admirers and many other. It can't be helped. 

"You look so deep in thought." she says without sparing me a glance. 

She was so attentive at the same time. She's the whole package. I want to know if she's smart too. How well can Rafaela do things and how bad she is at others. I want to see her flaws, her weakness. I want to know what she's afraid of. 

I fear that others know her more than I do. It makes me want to close the gap between us. There is so much to know and so much to uncover, starting from Charmaine and that sweet nickname. I hated how natural it came out of her mouth. It made is seem like she's still attached. If it was all in the past, I would've let it go. But the way Charmaine says it, it sounded like it had emotions in it. Some unfinished business between the two. 

"I'll interrogate you later." she giggles. 

"Aye, Ma'am." 

The whole morning, I spent my time looking at my Rafaela. I can't get enough of her. Just looking at her was enough but at the same time, lacking. I kept my hand on her thigh the entire time. In the back of my head, something kept repeating that if I don't touch her, she'll disappear. 

When morning classes was done, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Rafaela met up with the other two and ordered our lunch. 

I washed my face with cold water to make me up from my narrative point of view. 

Here I go, Rafaela. Be ready to get interviewed- 

But I was sent down the hall. The walls fell as my back smashed against it. Two holes in two walls. The third wall was what stopped me from falling. I grit my teeth, feeling the impact. I look at where I came from before I was sent flying and saw Charmaine. She smiles a sinister one at me before giggling. 

"What the?" 

"Don't worry. The others wanted to make this low profile." 

"How is this low?!" I screamed at her and regained my balance. 

I groan, feeling the mind-breaking pain on my back. I struggled to walk. 

"Those who do not know that you are a god will not see any of this happening." 

Ah, crap.

"You're a deity?" 

"Psh, no. I happen to stumble upon one and granted me a blessing." 

"In exchange for killing me?" 

"Don't be absurd, Your Highness." she said it with such provocation. 

"Who was it?" 

"Don't get me wrong. This is only because I want Rafaela all to my own." 

I smirk. 

"Try me." 

Her smile turned into a scowl. She went right at me and attempted to punch me. I let her punch me. She doesn't know anything. I let myself fly closer to the cafeteria. 

"I thought that god Ares was beaten by you? What the hell is this?" she asks, getting full of herself. 

I hide my smile away. This was going to be interesting to watch. She kicks me on the stomach and I flew to one of the tables. The students dining on the table was surprised to see their table break. 

"What the f**k?" 

"How did it break by itself?" 

"Did you sit on the table again?" they discussed by themselves. 

I peek my eyes at our table and saw that the three was looking at me, startled by my beaten up stature. I stand up, my legs wobbly. I felt guilty for letting Rafaela worry about me but this is one me getting one less competition. 

She kicks me but it wasn't enough to make me fly again. Just enough to make me stumble back and fall. She steps on my upper chest, close to my neck, with a dirty smile on her lips. 

"Heh. Rafaela will be mine again once you go back to Olympus, filthy god. If Rafaela knew that you used your abilities to enchant her, she'd sure be angry." 

A worried Rafaela heard what Charmaine said and stormed to where we were with a tray on her hand. Her worried face was replaced by an angry one. 

"f*****g idiot." Rafaela mutters under her breathe but it seems that Charmaine also heard it. 

When Charmaine turned around, Rafaela had already swung the tray to Charmaine and it coincidentally hit Charmaine's face, making her nose bleed. 

"Ooh, that's going to hurt a lot." 

I say and stand up. I might be mighty but I still have a weak body. Unlike war gods who don't have abilities, their attributes are increased, unlike me. Rafaela caught me before I fall again. 

"Rafa?" Charmaine asks, surprised that Rafaela could hit like a b***h. 

"Don't call me that, fucker. How dare you lay a finger on August? f**k you. Don't talk to me again." 

"Ha." I tell Charmaine. 

I cancelled her blessing, like I always do to greedy humans. 

"Don't worry. You won't be meeting any deities soon." 

"What did you do?" 

Her strength depleted and she fell to the ground while still holding her nose. 

"Any royal can cancel out a blessing. So, yes. You're welcome." I said, a knowing smirk on my face. 

"And you, you let her hurt you. You're in big trouble too."