chapter 1
Our story actually begins long before James, many eons ago.
In the beginning there was only chaos, a great void of emptiness but from that chaos sprung Gaia earth, as well as Eros love. They were then joined by night and day who would begin the eternal cycle of dusk and dawn. Last came Tartarus, the deepest depths of the world where condemned souls would be sent for punishment. But these would not be the only primordial begins to emerge as Gaia would give birth to Uranus the sky. The two would then unite and produce 12 children, the titans. But Uranus was a cruel father to the tians locking his children deep within the earth, to escape they would look for their mother Gaia who would fashion an indestructible scythe, which would be gifted to her youngest, Cronus.
Cronus used this weapon to murder his father Uranus, cutting of his genitals which fell into the sea, from these Aphrodite would be born. The first of the 12 Olympians. Having defeated his father and gained power of the world he would have three sons with his sister Rhea, Zeus, Hades and Poseidon and three daughters Hera, Demeter and Hestia.
Now Cronus was no better than his father, after hearing of a prophecy from Uranus himself that one of his children was destined to overthrow him, he swallowed each of his children whole. The only child who would escape this fate was Zeus.
He was raised by his grandmother on the island of Crete until he gained enough strength to face his father. When the time came Zeus returned to strike his father and release his siblings from Cronus’ stomach. Now with his siblings at his side \Zeus would wage war on the titans for 10 long years and ultimately prevail over victories.
Now with his father gone Zeus, Poseidon and Hades would divide the planet into three choosing their domains. Zeus controlled the skies. Poseidon the seas. And hades were given the underworld. With the Titanomachy through and the world was divided peace finally returned to Olympus.
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Zeus had many lovers and many children, but his pride and joy was the little boy born to his wife Hera, James.
James’ birth was celebrated all through Olympus when the boy was born every minor and major deities of note came to celebrate with the king and queen of the gods. James was said to have his mothers’ eyes and father’s strong chin.
Olympus shone on the day of his first birthday, the clouds looked brighter, softer and the sky had never been clearer.
As the gods muttered in quite groups and drank heavy amounts of wine and port, James played happily in his mother’s arms.
“Jamie!” amused Hera as her son played with her crown, “behave yourself,”
“Oh, look at this,” came a deep voice from behind her, “look how cute he is,” Zeus cooed and played with the baby, the king of the gods easily being lifted up by his son’s firm but gentle grip, “oh he’s strong, like his dad,”
“Oh, excuse me, coming through, one side Ares,” came a voice chattering through the crows, flowers in hand.
“Why Hermes their lovely,” Hera complimented examining the flowers.
“Yea you know I had Orpheus do the arrangement isn’t that too nutty,” Hermes muttered while flying over to Zeus, “fabulous party you know I haven’t seen this much love in a room since Narcissus discovered himself,” Hermes gestured to the god admiring himself in the mirror.
Left unattended James began to play with one of his father’s thunder bolds.
“Dear keep those away from the baby,” nagged Hera.
“Oh, he won’t hurt himself let the kid have a little fun,” defended Zeus the same time his son got a little electric shock, making his already messy hair stick out every which way.
Laughing Zeus refocused his attention on the crowd, “On behalf of my son I want to thank you all for your wonderful gifts,”
“What about our gift dear,” asked Hera.
“Ahh yes,” it took a few minutes and a lot of muttering but eventually Zeus had crafted up a winged horse purely from cloud.
“James this is Pegasus, trust in him son he will prove to be your greatest ally at the toughest of times,” the winged horse licked up the child’s face causing James to giggle and the crowd of deities to coo.
“My boy my little James,” Zeus’s eyes were full of adoration as he laid his son down on a cradle of clouds. As the boy closed his eyes the room grew dark.
“How sentimental, you know I haven’t been this chocked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat,” the god at the entrance looked around hoping for a laugh, “is this an audience or a mosaic,” he deadpanned.
“So, Hades, you made it how are things in the underworld,” Zeus asked his brother.
“Well, you know dark, gloomy, people die, I deal eh what you going to do,” he muttered walking up to James’ crib, “oh theirs the little sunspot, here’s a sucker for the little sucker,” he said trying to put a spiked lollypop in his mouth, only to have his fingers crushed by the supernatural child.
“Come Hades don’t be such a stiff join the celebration,”
“Zeus, I’d love to babe but unlike you gods lounging about up here I have a full-time gig which you so charitably bestowed on me, so I can’t love to but can’t,” he spoke sarcasm dripping from his tongue.
“You ought to slow down you’ll work yourself to death…
Ha! Work yourself to death,” the room erupted in laughter and hades left with a scowl on his face.
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Hades’ palace came to view as the god traveled across the river Styx,
“Barty! Evan!” he called out.
“Hades,” sauntered down a pale faced devil, dressed in black with a shit eating grin on his face, “how was Olympus? How’s the family?”
“Don’t give me lip crouch where’s your boyfriend,”
“Ah yes of course, Rosie dearest,” Barty called in a sing songy way.
“Crouch with the fuck do you-
Hades how was the family?” moving the blond dreads from his eyes Evan deadpanned coming face to face with his very angry looking boss.
“You two are absolute prats, but I will deal with you later just let me know the instant the fates arrive,”
Barty and Evan shared a look of fear, “Well the thing is,” Evan began, “the fates are kind of already here,”
The fire on Hades head turned from his usual blue to a sharp deep red, “The fates are what!,” looking at his idiot employs with fire in his eyes (and hair) he decided that this was not his problem right now, “you know what no this is not my problem right now, Barty memo to me to Mame you two after my meeting,” he spoke walking up to his meeting room.
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Up in his meeting room he saw the three sisters of fate playing around with their copious amounts of string and scissors.
“Darling hold that mortal’s thread of life good and tight,” as the lady snipped a blood curdling scream echoed through the underworld. Music to Hades ears.
Hades entered coming face to face with the three fates “Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos, so so terribly sorry for my tardiness see I was at a-“
“Party, we knew you’d be late,” spoke Clotho
“We know everything,” said Lachesis
“Past,”
“Present,”
“And future,”
“Yes, well do here’s the deal Zeus, mister high and mighty, mister hey you get of of my cloud now he has,”
“A bouncing baby brat we know.” The fates said in unison
Hades filled with a red rage, “I know you know! What I want to know is If the little sunspot is going to put a wrench in my plans.”
The sisters exchanged worried looks, “Well we aren’t soused to reveal the future,”
Hades met the sisters with a look, something between adoration or fear, the one thing which would easily bring these goddess to their knees.
“But I suppose one prophecy every few millennia couldn’t hurt too bad,”
The sisters shared another look their eyes then hollowed as they began to speak of prophecy, “In 18 years precisely the planets will align ever so nicely,
Ah verse of course
the time to act will be at hand, unleash the titans your monstrous band,
Mhm Mhm sounds good
then once the proud Zeus shall finally fall and you Hades will rule all.
Yes! Hades shall rule all!
A word of caution to this tale,
Sorry what
if James shall fight then you shall fail,” with a cackle the fates disappeared.
Hades burst into flames again, “ok I’m fine its fine I’m fine,” he settled himself before turning back to his servants.
“Barty, Evan I have a little riddle for you both how do you kill a god?”
“I do not know!”
“You can’t their immortal,”
“Very good Rosier,”
“Bingo their immortal, so first you got to turn the little sunspot, mortal,” Hades gleamed staring a vile of liquid death. Turning back to his servants he gave them their task, “Get James of Olympus, give him this, then chop his head of easy peasy,”
“Yea,” Evan glanced at Barty as Hades walked away, “real simple,”
That night, as Selene rode through the sky bringing night upon the world Zeus and Hera laid their son down to sleep. Olympus was dark, peaceful, quiet. Maby a bit too quiet. James and Pegasus were tucked into the same cot sleeping soundly as Barty and Evan lurked up. A clash and a scream woke the king and queen of the gods. Waking in a fright they shared horrified glances before realizing.
“The baby!” they cried out rushing to their son’s crib.
“James!” Hera stopped crouching in front of the empty crib.
Zeus filled with rage, “James! Nooo!” thunder and lightning filled the sky as the world experienced the heaviest storm they had faced since the princes’ birth.
Through this storm Barty and Evan struggled to fly James down to earth.
“Now we did its Zeus is going to use us for target practice,”
“Just hang on to the kid Barty,” James cried as they hit the ground.
“Let’s just kill the kid and get it over with,”
“Here you go kid a little Grecian formula,” Evan said stuffing the bottle of death into the boy’s mouth,” as he drank his godly glow began to fade from his skin.
“Look at that! He’s changing, can we do it now,” Barty stressed.
“No no no he has to drink the whole bottle, every last drop,”
“Who’s there?” a voice called out causing Barty and Evan to hide dropping the bottle in the process. And with that dropping the last drop of the potion.
James cried out at the loss of the sucker.
“Effie over here,” calling over his wife
Effie rushed to the Babys side holding him close in her arms, “Oh you poor thing,”
“Is anybody there,” the man called out.
Barty and Evam looked up from a near by rock shooting each other nervous glances, “What do we do now?”
“Now B we attack,” Evan smirked growing into his snake form waiting for his boyfriend to join him.
“Oh well he must have been abandoned,”
“Flea for so many years we have prayed to the gods to bless us with a child perhaps they answer our prayers,” Effie spoke softly mindful of the infant in her arms.
Around James’ neck there was only a medallion with the marl of the gods and his name on the back, a gift from Hephaestus.
“Perhaps they have,” Flea said looking at the medallion, “James, well dear from this day he shall be James Fleamont Potter,”
“But the gods?”
“We shall tell the boy of his true heritage when he is old enough, for now Effie let’s just enjoy and be thankful for this blessing, “they heard the man say before coming up behind them and going jot the child.
Thunder struck as Barty and Evan felt their bodies get twisted and tangled at the hands of the young boy. Giggling to himself James thrashed around the snakes as if they were his toys, eventually tying them in a knot and sending them flying into the distance. As the demons crashed into a cliff they quickly changed back rubbing at their bruises.
“Hades is going to kill us when he finds out what happens,” Barty paces fidgeting with his hands. Looking board Evan grabs his boyfriends’ hands and presses a quick kiss to the knuckles, “You mean if he finds out,” revelation fills Bartys eyes.
“if if is good,” he says looking back out to the horizon.
It was tragic Zeus sent all the gods on a frantic hunt for his son but by the time he was found he was comfortably living with Effie and Flea no longer immortal. However, as he didn’t drink the last drop of the potion James kept his godly strength, still this was no where near enough for him to come back to Olympus and he would spend the next 18 years loved but away from his true family.