Mt. Olympus shook as a shadow fell over the pristine kingdom, alerting the inhabitants that something was amiss.  The shadow was formed not from clouds, but as a massive body of water encircled the whole of it.  The water seemed to have come straight from the ocean of the mortal world, as thousands of fish still swam round in the globule.  It rose far over the marble buildings, until it was a dome of sea water.  Mt. Olympus was surrounded by a saltwater bubble.<br/><br/>Maera arrived, emerging from the water, her smile glowing as she watched the Olympians panic.  Some were calling for Poseidon, but not even he could save them now.  She strode confidently to the throne room, her conch-shell heels resounding with hollow clicks across the floor.  None of the Gods said a word as she stepped inside; they all knew who she was, but they weren't quite certain what she was here for.  Her deep blue eyes fell on Odin and the Dhagda in surprise.  What were<span style="font-style: italic">they</span>doing here?  Amun-Ra was also here.  Aten would be pleased.  No matter.  It was convenient, in fact, that they were here now.<br/><br/>Zeus was tense.  He knew Maera would never appear on Mt. Olympus without reason, and she had made no secret of her intentions surrounding them with her element.  She watched the god of the skies look to Poseidon, whom seemed so powerless next to him.  She'd sapped much of his strength, and now, he was no mightier than a sea monkey.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4080FF">"What, no invitation for Maera?"</span>she mock-sulked, taking a few more steps inside the throne room.  She approached Amun-Ra, lifting her leg and sitting across his lap.  She coiled her arm around the god's neck, and could feel the tension as she whispered into the god's ear:<span style="color: #4080FF">"I brought a friend, I hope you don't mind.  He <span style="font-style: italic">so</span> wanted to catch up with you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #008000">"What is the meaning of this, Maera?!"</span>Zeus could no longer hold his tongue.  The anger in his trembling fist was palpable.  His energy was coursing freely into his lightning bolt as it sputtered and sparked, mimicking its master's boiling temper.  Maera smiled her seductive- sinister- smile.  The seawater crashed into the throne room, surrounding each of the gods in their own bubbles.  Zeus's bubble crackled with lightning, but it did no good.  The other gods struggled valiantly, but could find nothing to free themselves.  She brought Amun-Ra's bubble down, allowing it to pop on the floor.  With the god now on his knees in the water, Maera stood behind him and pulled his head up by his hair.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4080FF">"Perhaps if you know how to kneel, my lord might show you mercy,"</span>she hissed in the god's ear.<br/><br/>-x-<br/><br/>The Morrigan was red hot, and somehow, Jace knew why.  They way she dodged and dismissed Nike was evident enough she was a prideful goddess, and it didn't surprise him considering the way she presented herself.  He also got the impression that he was in a lot of trouble.  He could only wonder why she wasn't trying to exhume the Morrigan yet.  Jace shifted uneasily in the sand as a gull squawked overhead.<br/><br/>"...you're not here to smite me, are you?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">/No, idiot, she is here for me./</span>The Morrigan interrupted.<span style="color: #FF4000">/My <span style="font-style: italic">situation</span>, as you choose to put it Nike, is of no concern to you or your Olympians.  If the Daghda is seeking me out, he will seek me out on his own t--/</span><br/><br/>Jace felt a tremor, not like the kind that shakes the earth, but like an explosion of energy, and he felt it vibrating in his bones.  The Morrigan had fallen silent, but he could still feel her essence.  It was cold with fear.  Jace looked to Nike for answers.<br/><br/>"Er, what was that?"