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color: #F2E495;">CORNIELIUS</div>While he was a god of plague and diseases among other things, Apollo had nothing to do with the humans. Maybe he had in the past, but this time he would swear up and down that it wasn’t him. Besides, it wasn’t like he’d been to Earth anytime within the year. So, when Hades called a meeting amongst the Olympians and spoke of some illness that was spreading amongst humans, Apollo was, to say the least, shocked.<br/>
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Apollo wasn’t exactly sure if eyes had fallen on him when Hades spoke of what was plaguing humans, he was too distracted by the slow rumble; like Poseidon was angry and throwing a tantrum again and the ground might just crack in half. Then the walls of Olympus began to fall and crumble, revealing a mighty and terrifying Chimera. Apollo couldn’t help but just stay seated and stare at the monstrous creature in confusion before he was pulled out of thought by someone grabbing his arm and out of his chair.<br/>
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A soft squawk in his ear and the nuzzle of a feathery head to his cheek snapped the sun god out of his thoughts, blinking rapidly. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">“Do you want to get killed?”</span> A voice snapped at him while grabbing his wrist and yanking him from his seat. Just as he stood, the raven that'd been comfortably perched on his shoulder took off and a few steps away from the council chair, it was crushed under rubble. A moment longer and that could've been him under there.<br/>
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The chaotic scene around him felt like it was a blurry buzz, yet Apollo jumped into action as quick as he could; reaching back to his quiver and bow.<br/>
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Things ultimately started to go from zero to one hundred so quickly. The onslaught of Chimeras and other beasts were becoming too hard to push back, too hard to fight anymore. His own Ichor mixed with dirt and sweat spread across his face and hands from small open cuts as he’d gone to wipe his face. That’s when it happened. He shot one last arrow and the heart wrenching scream from Nike sounded and when Apollo turned he froze, tears already burning his eyes. Athena was dead. The golden Ichor that had once flowed warm in her veins spilled on crumbling marble.<br/>
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Panic suddenly set in and his head whipped around for Artemis. His sister. His partner in crime. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f2e495"><b>“Arti?!”</b></span> He called out amongst the frantic gods for the gods. Barely spotting her, he reached out for the goddess.<br/>
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Then his father’s, Zeus’s, voice rang out, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">“Take human form!”</span><br/>
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A soft, pale blanket of light began to shine, slowly growing brighter. Bright enough it could blind a person. Yet, a semi-large black spot showed up in his vision blocking most of the light with wings. Landing on the god's outstretched arm, the bird hopped up to his shoulder, burying its head into the crook of Apollo's neck. His eyes shut tightly, a sudden wooziness overtaking in his head.<br/>
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The moment Apollo felt stable and sturdy again, he blinked his eyes open half expecting to wake up in his council chair from a daydream. Instead he was met with a broken, empty city and the heads of whom he assumed were gods as well. Apollo blinked in confusion before he looked around frantically. [color=#]<b>“Artemis?”</b>[/color] He called out even if he already knew she wasn’t there. The words had slipped his tongue as panic slipped itself in and swelled in his chest. Where was she? Was she safe? Was she still back home?<br/>
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As quick as the panic came, gentle clicks and croaks sounded in his ear; a bird attempting to calm its master. <i>Poe.</i> A raven Apollo had taken from Earth a few years back after finding the hatchling that'd fallen from its nest.<br/>
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Reaching up a shaking hand, he scratched the bird under the chin as a woman’s voice spoke up- presuming it was Hecate -proposing that she’d cast a spell to take their godly powers to protect them. If Apollo could, he'd speak out against it and disagree that it would do more harm than good, but he couldn’t object. His voice felt stuck in his throat. After that, momentary nausea hit Apollo causing his head to spin before it ceased. Apollo felt weaker as he stood on black pavement, and as he could feel his godly essence leaving him the world was beginning to slowly darken around him as the night began to fall upon the group.<br/>
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The sound of grunts and groans caught the Sun god's attention, his eyes falling on what were once human. His lips parted to speak to what were once a group of gods-- now they were purely mortal --he was with began to move away, running. He felt cowardly for running because if Artemis was here, she wouldn't allow it, but what else were they supposed to do. Turning and falling in with the crowd, Poe separated from his master and took to the sky. They'd find each other again. Maybe the bird would be able to find his sister before he could. As his feet hit the pavement, Apollo moved quickly and before he knew it, they found safety inside an abandoned hotel.<br/>
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He felt sluggish and drained already as he dragged himself behind the group. His stamina was far from the same when he had god powers running through his body. Apollo finally plopped down into the nearest chair, pulling his knees up to his chest and placing his head between them.<br/>
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Now that he was sat, he could finally contemplate all that happened. Hades called a meeting, Olympus was under attack, Athena was dead...Oh Athena; Zeus told them to take human form and now everyone on Olympus was here. A waste land. And Apollo? He was now in the form of a brunette who went by the name Cornelius (Cori was good too) Mikhail Petros. The human form he’d taken now had resembled his late lover, Hyacinthus who tragically passed way back when.<br/>
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With the memory of sweet Hyacinthus in his brain, Apollo managed to drift into sleep.<br/>
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If he had to be honest, he slept like shit. Every little sound had him awake and eventually when the first of the group stirred and awoke, Apollo was awake. How could one sleep when knowing your home you’d known for some odd millennia? Or not knowing if your sister had gotten out safely? That was sure to send panic through someone. Not to mention the humans...While Apollo didn’t have as much sympathy for them as another god did, he couldn’t help feeling bad for them.<br/>
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Cori’s dark gaze flickered over the room, taking note of who was still asleep and who was awake before noting three men speaking quietly and then a blonde haired woman who interjected. Suppose he should join in the conversation and offer his two cents.<br/>
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Standing from his chair, he took his time to stretch, a few bones popping as he did before slowly making his way across the room while avoiding anyone left sleeping. Stopping just a few feet short, he took a moment to take in the features of the four before being able to pick out who was who. Hera, Dionysus, Hephaestus, and Asclepius- one of his own offspring's. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f2e495"><b>“Has anyone seen Arti? I haven’t seen her since Olympus..”</b></span> Apollo suddenly piped into the conversation, directing the question more so towards Hephaestus, Dionysus, and Hera. He wasn't sure is Asclepius was even on Olympus when <i>it</i> happened, so he didn't bother with asking him the same. Thinking about it now, he hadn’t seen Hermes since Hades had called the meeting. While he despised Hermes in some way shape or form, Cori still adored him in a way.<b> <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f2e495">“Hermes too.”</span></b><br/>
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Standing there, he couldn’t help suddenly feeling woozy again like when the godly powers rushed leaving him. Apollo was absolutely sure if he had stood there any longer, he might have fallen over and passed out, so to hopefully prevent that he moved to sit on the floor while rubbing the temples of his head. He let out a small breath, muttering under his breath, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f2e495"><b>“I feel horrible.”</b></span><br/>
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