Apologize Not

Prologue

       A golden light hovered over me, blinding me and gluing me to the ground. The silhouette of a goddess towered over me. Her huge wings were spread out. The wings themselves have a life of their own and are deadlier than any weapon ever made by humans, creature, or gods alike. The goddess herself, broken and whole, had no light in her eyes as she glared down at me. The goddess, tall and dressed in a white chiton with a golden rope-like belt instead of long black robes and red rope-like belt, had enough with my rampages.

       The two of us loved–love each other. But I betrayed her and turned everyone she loves and cares for against her. I betrayed her trust and love. She was there when I needed her. In return, I burnt our home and killed everyone. Why did I do it? The answers' simple. The demon and ambition.

         The demon that resides in me tempted my past ambitions against my fathers and mother. Her adopted children were obstacles in my eyes. They were never mine. I wanted her and her alone to myself. But she had to love someone before me. She had to be r***d before we even kissed. She had to give up before we even married.

          "Zagreus, son of Hade and Persephone, descend to the Underworld and rule rightfully. Defy my commands and you shall be bound in Tartarus." Golden light shot toward me from her palm. I expected chains. Instead, the ground opened up and I began to fall.

        I expected her to kill me. To send me to Tartarus or give me an eternal punishment. Instead, I was cast to rule for what I've fought for unjustly for thousands of generations. How many lives were wasted for this? None. How many mistakes have I made? Many.

        I flailed around as I fell. My wings were torn a long time ago in battle. I tried spreading them then but they only served to slap me in the face and make the falling worse. My demon clawed and cried out angrily. It cursed her in multiple tongues I've never heard of and yet somehow understood.

         "You swore!" That's when voices started to plague me. Voices of those I cared about started to ring in my head. My sisters even turned their back to me to support her. They didn't understand. No. They only thought of themselves.

         The air's knocked out of my lungs. Pain shot up my body as I slammed onto rocky ground. My bones break and become dust before they have the chance to pierce my organs. I couldn't scream and I couldn't move. Pain radiated in waves across my body. My heart was beating so fast that it only became harder to breathe. But it all seemed like nothing compared to the tears that began to roll down my face. Even as my eyes closed, I somehow let out a scream.

         I woke up to a soft distorted humming. slightly rough hands massaged my legs quickly. I opened my eyes to see probably one of the last people I ever wanted to see ever again. I tried to move but found that I couldn't . Her green eyes glowed with cold amusement. Her brown hair had been tied up into a bun with some sort of pin keeping it in place. Her green dress was tattered and singed from the last battle she fought against the goddess.

         "Amorious, glad to see life return to you. Same old hatred?" She had spoken as if we were old friends. As if the two of us had secret meetings to plan against her sister.

       "You're supposed to be dead, Elektra." I snapped. Elektra smiled and placed a hand on my chest. She leaned down and kissed me. When I refused to return her kiss, her lips tighten and she presses further down. She sat back up and regarded me coldly.

       "She threw you here. Why bother sticking around, my king?" I glared at her.

       "What would you know? You abused your own partner." Elektra grabbed my hair and slammed my head on the ground. I yelled as pain shot through my head.

        "Listen here, forgotten son Zeus, Hades, and Persephone! I know more than you'll ever know! I'm dangerous to Azora! She fears me!" I laughed despite the pain.

      "How long did it take to convince yourself?" Elektra's fangs appeared as she lean back down. 

     "She's not the only woman in the world. Allow me to show you." Elektra whispered in my ear aggressively before sinking her fangs into my throat. I gritted my teeth and tried to move. Elektra merely climbed up on top of me.

       "Get off!" I yelled. "GET OFF!" I threw her off with great strength that she slammed against the wall across from me. She laughed and steadied herself. Without thinking, I slammed her against the wall and slammed my lips against hers. I still don't understand what I was thinking. Was it my demon? No. It was all me. Despite loving Azora, I keep betraying her and trying to force her back. I wonder if she does the same.