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font-size: 12px;">As the queen of Olympus, one can only expect so much from the day-by-day monotony of immortality. If she was told beforehand that her home would be attacked, her family killed. The mother goddess would have laughed in whoever's face, even bet her title to mock them further. How far removed was her reality from the truth. The day started out normal, as normal as it can be when Hades is the one summoning the gods for a meeting. It was rare her brother would find himself on Olympus, even rarer when he had information to share with the twelve Gods, and others. However, Hades was never one to joke, a very strait-laced fellow when it came to his work. Whatever he had to say Hera knew it wouldn't be good, and it wasn't.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"A virus? Really."</span> Hearing the news beforehand from Zeus she wasn't all that shocked. Humans regularly went through periods of crisis. Hungry, famine, illness. Every century, give or take, the poor mortals battled with some sort of threatening germ or virus. She shuddered remembering the faces of those deformed by the black plague. Still, she would never doubt Hades, and arrived as requested to the meeting. If only the meeting could have ended with Hera comfortable in her throne.<br/>
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It seemed to have come from nowhere, and suddenly. The screams, and the sight of blood was everywhere. Like something out a human horror movie. Hera could only stand in fear. Watching as the Titans laid waste to her home. A hand grabbed hers, and Hera was soon dragged away from the monster's line of sight by Iris. Her eyes mirroring the fear Hera felt deep in her stomach. Flyways now slicked to her scalp by the sweat. She watched as Athena, Bia, Kratos and the others did their best to fend off the terror. Even with them, some of their strongest Gods, the fiercest warriors. It didn't stop the golden ichor that lacquered the beats hands, as it ripped Athena's head clean from her body.<br/>
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The queen hadn't realized that the horrified scream she heard was from her own mouth. Completely frozen from shock. Fear had her knees trembling at the sight of Athena's death. Athena was dead. She was so strong, so strong and yet int he hands of the Titan, looked the weakest and most helpless of them all. Kratos and his siblings were damaged as well. She couldn't see it but they had crowded around the body of Nike, whose figure laid limp on the marble floor. They couldn't save Athena, but Nike was still here. She was still breathing.<br/>
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Gaia, how Olympus had fallen.<br/>
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Hera attempted to move herself closer to the siblings. Only to be met again with Iris's hand firmly clamped to hers. "Hera!" She hissed, her eyes still wide and voice shaking despite trying to sound strong. "Where are you going?! We have to go!" Go? Go where? The sky was now clouded with hundreds of swarming angry bodies. Where could they go that the beasts wouldn't catch them?<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"Take human form!"</span> Like a crack of thunder Zeus's voice rang clear with his instruction. Then, the light surrounded her.<br/>
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Her eyes shot open, heart race increasing as she sat up. Had she fainted? Eyes darted to and from the terrain around her. The goddess expecting to see tarnished marble and broken columns. Instead, there were city streets, desolate and quiet. It was obvious they were now on earth but her brain was still too in shock to figure out where. Though the location would have come easier if not for the fear. For now, her eyes focused on the person who called her attention. She knew it was Iris. Despite the now masculine form and brown eyes, his hand still clung to hers like it did on Olympus.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"My stars,"</span> A gloved hand came to Ana's head. She was also in her human form. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"Cree, darling. Are you alright sweety?"</span> Her tongue glided over the words, elongating the vowels, her voice was heavy with a southern accent. Hera, now Analia Giordano, though Italian in name was the quintessential southern belle with a wicked streak. It suited her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"I'm fine."</span> The young man retorted, with an extended hand.<br/>
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Taking his hand, she stood. Her eyes glancing over the group the surrounded them. Baby blues taking in the sight of her son, obvious from the disfigured gat in his walk. She was relieved to see him. They weren't on good terms; it didn't stop her from worrying about him in the moment. If any of them were to be killed he would be one of the first, sadly to say. A twinge a guilt pulled at her heart. It would be her fault if he were to parish, she was the one who made him that way. She saw another face within the crowd, large eyes and brown hair. The queen of the gods knew instantly the frame of her daughter, Goddess of youth, Hebe, now simply Faline. Rushing over, with Creedence in tow, Ana scooped her daughter's hands into her owns. Looking incredulously for any scrapes or bruises before hugging the young woman tightly. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"I'm so glad you're alright Bambi." </span> Releasing Faline, Ana smiled briefly and slipped a gloved hand into hers, squeezing tightly. Ana's eyes once more traveled around the crowd. There was one more person she wished to see, but he seemed absent from the group.<br/>
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Turning her head, she looked back at Creedence. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"Where is he?"</span> She didn't have to say his name for her servant to know. nor did Creedence have to say anything, his eyes told it all. Zeus wasn't there. The millennia's they spent together; Analia could easily pick him out from a crowd of look-a-likes. A swift glance was all she needed to confirm her husband was nowhere in sight.<br/>
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Panic suddenly filled her. He was the on who sent them here. <i>How was he not with them?!</i><br/>
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Ana wanted to ask someone, anyone, if they had the slightest clue, but that wasn't the most pressing manner. Hecate proposed, to help them further in their escape from the Titans, that she removes their powers temporarily. Ana wanted nothing of it. He godliness was the only thing that would help her find her husband. Like a mother's intuition the feeling always sat at the pit of her stomach, she could always tell how near or far he was. But her anxiety was drowning out any intuitive feelings.<br/>
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Alois spoke first, which meant he decided the fate for them all. Ana squeezed Faline's hand tight and even grabbed onto Cree's shoulder as her knees buckled from the sudden dizziness. She could feel the power within her being slowly sucked away. It was akin to the feeling of standing suddenly, her head felt light and fuzzy.<br/>
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She regained enough mobility just in time to head warning of an upcoming threat. Oh Gaia, just when they had their powers removed. Agile bodies were moving fast towards them, shuffling in a very animalistic manner, though Ana swore the figures were human. She wasted no time in running with Creedence and the others. Her hand still firmly grasped to Faline's<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"Everyone! Over here!"</span> Shelter already? It was a good thing there was so many of them, Ana was filled to the brim with fear to do anything else but run.<br/>
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Her breath was shaky. Ana's dainty hands gripped her knees as she gasped for breath. In the midst of what fear before was now a numb silence. The running had done her some good. The hotel they sought shelter at jogged her memory. They had landed in Spain, Valencia to be exact. And with their new found shelter Ana had the time to fully assess the group. Zeus was in fact missing, which filled her numb body with a twinge of despair. Despite their disagreements, not having her husband at her side at a time like this made Ana feel truly alone. Most of the other bodies that surrounded her she had wronged in horrendous ways. She wouldn't fault them if they had decided to leave her behind.<br/>
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Shaken from her thoughts by a gentle squeeze, Iris-Creedence had been watching her. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"It'll be okay. He's not dead."</span> He was holding his voice better than before. Creedence was always better at comforting others rather than bossing them around. With a sigh Ana sank to the floor, resting her head on his shoulder, thankful for a hand to hold. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"I'm tryin' not the think the worse, really. But what we just saw out there…"</span> She didn't have the heart to finish that sentence.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"I know, my knees felt like Jell-O the whole time we ran. Still… let's not start thinking the worse before we know what's going on? We definitely need to sleep first."</span> Ana felt a reassuring pat on her hand, before Creedence lowered himself to the floor. His silence was suggesting that Ana do the same.<br/>
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Turning to her daughter, Ana gave the floor a gentle pat. At least Ana had the two of them. Though her heart was lonely for her pain in the ass of a husband, she had to be strong for them and for herself. with a slim hand Ana played in Babs hair, gently humming as she tried to help her sleep. Something Ana knew she wouldn't get much of.<br/>
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Even with Creedence offering up his jacket to prevent Analia's hair from getting dirty. She hadn't been able to sleep, at least not for long. Restlessness had settled in immediately. Her brain swimming with thoughts, and even when those were pushed to the far ends of her mind she was met with a deafening quiet. One she felt uncomfortable resting in. By the time morning came, she was sporting a ringer of a headache.<br/>
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Sitting up in the quite air of the morning, her hand instinctively reached out to a body that wasn't there. Again, she was remined that Zeus wasn't by her side, and small droplets form at the corners of her eyes. Quickly she clenched her skirt, attempting to calm her nerves. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62"><i>"Now, now. It's not the time to cry darling." </i></span>Her inner thoughts doing their best to self-soothe. There were too many variables about the situation they didn't know. She couldn't let her emotions take her just yet.<br/>
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Smoothing out the wrinkles in her skirt, Ana took a deep breath before wiping her eyes gently. Not knowing what else to do, she played with the hem of her friend's jacket. Gloved fingers tracing the stitching. Around her, the others were awaking. It was silent for the most part. Everyone was still dealing with the shock of what just happened. She reached over to rub the small of Faline's back, knowing the young woman would rise soon.<br/>
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 Soft whisperings of a few voices caught her attention. She turned towards the commotion. Hephaestus, Dionysus, and Asclepius- now Klaudiusz, Alois and Jase- were all talking among themselves. Their whispers occasionally reaching past a quiet murmur to hushed bursts of disbelief and urgency.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#fbdf9d">"We'll find them all."</span><br/>
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Ana did not like the sound of that. Where they planning on leaving? To find the others? How exactly where they gonna do that? With what plan and what weapons?<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"I hope you three ain't goin' nowhere with whatever half-baked plan you're cooking up over there."</span> She spoke softly. The room was small and quite enough that she didn't have to raise her voice much. Nor did she want to make her headache worse. Though there was a chance of that happening anyway. She was the last person in the room they would want to hear from. Especially since two of the three in cahoots were victims of her previous beastly behavior. But Ana couldn't afford to lose any more people.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"This ain't the time to be rushin' into nothin' dangerous. At least… at least wait for everyone to catch their wits."</span> She was just scared and worried as they were about their missing people, but hastiness would only make it worse. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#f9cc62">"We can't do nothin' to help the people missin' if we go out there all willy-nilly and get killed, ya hear me? We can all think of a plan together, at least. The first course of action, if ya'll are planin' to leave now, is to find something you can use to dust those sorry sod sacks."</span><br/>
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