Black Bird Wings 6/?
Title: Black Bird Wings
Author: K-Lee
Summary: Adam can't escape the fact that he was born into the Great Prophecy. But what if three others are born into it too?
Warning: Sex (maybe *winks*) some bad language
Notes: I do not own anybody. These fics are based on Greek mythology.
~Chapter 6~
The four boys and Monte were sitting in the guest room where Tommy, Adam, Kris, and Brad would be staying at. "Tell me everything." Monte said. They told him all of what was going on. Monte listened, the only time he showed his emotions was when he widened his eyes at the sight of the original Great Prophecy.
"So...........here we are." Tommy finished. Monte nodded. "You guys need a lot of help apparently. I'm willing to do that." "But, Monte, what about your family?! Lisa just had twins. I don't think they'd like to lose their daddy," Adam protested. "Adam, I need help you. I can't explain it, but I just do. Let me?" Adam sighed. "Ok, but you need to be careful." Monte nodded and grinned. "So, where's this destination?"
They discussed their plans over the map and soon night was falling. Adam curled up in his bed, glad he was in a bed again. He felt a hand on his arm and almost woke up everyone with his screaming. "It's just me, Adam." Tommy whispered. "Tommy? It's too early. Go to bed." Tommy shook his head. "We need to talk."
Tommy looked over at Kris, making sure he was still asleep. "Well?" Adam asked, impatiently. "Adam, I know you're going to think I'm lying, but Kris CANT be trusted! He's hiding something from you. I'm lucky to have known since I was younger, but you and Brad don't know." "Know what, Tommy? I'm tired."
Tommy spoke so low it took all of Adam's concentration to hear him. "We're demi-gods, Adam."
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The next morning, they awoke to the sound of busy village people. They sat at the large dining table as they ate a breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast. "So," Monte said, "I'm guessing you must be on your way?" Kris nodded. "The Great Prophecy says that we must be at our destination before the end of the month. We need to get prepared. We need armor and swords and to be prepared for whatever comes."
"You don't know what to happen on the day?"
"No, Monte. It doesn't specify over what will occur." Kris and Monte looked over the proohecy intently. At the corner, Adam was thinking about what Tommy said the night before.
Demi-gods? That was impossible. He's been living with his dad fir his whole life, and His father didn't exactly look immortal material. But......what if his mother (or father) had a late night visit? Adam didn't even want to think of details, but still......it was possible. But who could his father (or mother) be? He knew from experience that that every Demi-god had inherited a gift from their immortal parent. Adam didn't really have beauty like Aphrodyte, or anger like Ares. But Adam did have music.........
His thoughts were interupted by Tommy's loud shouting. Bras stomped into the living room and Tommy followed suit. "You're a fucking bitch, Brad." "Oh, please, at least I value my life." Monte stood. "Boys, there must be no shouting in this house. If my four and five-year-old daughters aren't allowed to shout, neither are you. Now, one at a time, explain what you two are yelling about." "Well," Brad started," I was sacrificing to the gods, plus you did say that we could as long as it was outside-" "But, he saw me sitting there, and still decided to make a stupid sacrificing thing in front of me. He even saw me choking up a fucking lung!" Tommy interupted.
"Shut up. Anyway I sacrificed and he started bitching about me sacrificing and that the gods did nothing for us and we shouldn't praise them for putting us in this hell and i kinda got mad-"
"And he punched me, Monte. He swung his arm and hit my face. So you threw water on that stupid sacraficing thing and told him to watch it or I'll beat the crap out of him." Tommy finished.
"Oh, please, Tommy. I doubt you'd have the nerve."
"Oh, yeah? Keep that pussy of a mouth open and I'll stick my foot up your ass."
"What size is it?"
Tommy lunged for Brad and they rolled on the floor. Monte, being gigantic, grabbed both of them by their collars and hauled them up. He held them an inch off of the floor and separated them. "Now, as I have said before, no shouting. No fighting, no cursing, no judgments." He said the last part to Tommy. "I am done with this. If I am to come with you, you must behave like my kids, who seem to have a better sense if good behavior. We must all get along."
"Just what I said," Kris muttered under ha breath. "Kris, please don't start. You should mind your business," Adam said. Kris glared, but said nothing.
The rest of the day went normal. Soon, they were on their way. Monte kissed his wife goodbye and and children. Mont had brought his horse and gave Brad one. They rode away, out of the village. It was still a long way to go and all of them did not want to miss their deadline. Who knew what would happen? Kris thought about the night before. After the others went to sleep, he had asked a huge favor of one of the gods.....
-Last night-
Kris shivered in the cold. Who would be insane enough to stand out in the cold? Oh, yea, him. He waited, feeling slightly like he had just been stood up. At that thought, a pink mist appeared in front of him. He looked away, knowing very well not to look when a god is in their true form. It is said that you disinerate into dust at one glimpse. Kris wasn't ready to experiment that theory. Once the blinding light faded, he took his hand away from his face and looked at the beauty in front of him. Her blonde hair was wavy and lucious. Her face was too beautiful to describe. He looked at the godess in front of him. He kneeled, saying, "Aphrodyte."
She nodded at him. "What is it, King Allen? We both know I am very busy." Kris stood and said, "I need a love potion." "Love potion? Kristopher Allen, who would this love potion be for?" the godess asked curiously. Kris sighed. "Brad Cheeks."
"Brad? Hmmm....I like challenges. You do know Brad is as stubborn, am I correct?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Kristopher. You know love potions don't last forever. The most I have is for 4 days. Do you have a plan for after it wears off?"
"Yes. I just want him to see the good things about me. I want him to see it WILL be worth being with me."
"Very well, Kristopher." She pulled a heart shaped vial out of thin air. She held her hand out, but quickly took it back. "What will I get in return?"
Kris thought for a few minutes. "Your job is to help people fall in love, right?" after she nodded he continued, "I'm pretty sure getting Adam Lambert to love Tommy Ratliff is your most difficult yet."
Aphrodyte held a hand to her heart dramatically. "Are you kidding? Adam is the worst! He doesn't see that Tommy would risk his LIFE for Adam!" it sounded as if she was discussing a soap opera.
"So, ma'am, i will get Adam to lobe Tommy. It will help unburden your job, right?" The godess thought about it before handing over the vial. "Kristopher, I must remind you that the first person Brad will see, he'll be in love with. If you want him to love you, you MUST be the first person he sees. Our deal is unbreakable. Even if Brad fall for someone else, you still have to make Adam fall in love with Tommy."
Kris nodded and thanked the godess. She turned to leave, shouting ober her shoulder, "You have until the end of the month, Kristopher."
"WHAT?!" Kris turned just in time, before the goddess left in a blinding light....
-Present-
Kris held the vial tightly in his hand. Tonight he had to slip it into Brad's drink. He WAS going to be the first person Brad sees.....
TBC
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Author: K-Lee
Summary: Adam can't escape the fact that he was born into the Great Prophecy. But what if three others are born into it too?
Warning: Sex (maybe *winks*) some bad language
Notes: I do not own anybody. These fics are based on Greek mythology.
~Chapter 6~
The four boys and Monte were sitting in the guest room where Tommy, Adam, Kris, and Brad would be staying at. "Tell me everything." Monte said. They told him all of what was going on. Monte listened, the only time he showed his emotions was when he widened his eyes at the sight of the original Great Prophecy.
"So...........here we are." Tommy finished. Monte nodded. "You guys need a lot of help apparently. I'm willing to do that." "But, Monte, what about your family?! Lisa just had twins. I don't think they'd like to lose their daddy," Adam protested. "Adam, I need help you. I can't explain it, but I just do. Let me?" Adam sighed. "Ok, but you need to be careful." Monte nodded and grinned. "So, where's this destination?"
They discussed their plans over the map and soon night was falling. Adam curled up in his bed, glad he was in a bed again. He felt a hand on his arm and almost woke up everyone with his screaming. "It's just me, Adam." Tommy whispered. "Tommy? It's too early. Go to bed." Tommy shook his head. "We need to talk."
Tommy looked over at Kris, making sure he was still asleep. "Well?" Adam asked, impatiently. "Adam, I know you're going to think I'm lying, but Kris CANT be trusted! He's hiding something from you. I'm lucky to have known since I was younger, but you and Brad don't know." "Know what, Tommy? I'm tired."
Tommy spoke so low it took all of Adam's concentration to hear him. "We're demi-gods, Adam."
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The next morning, they awoke to the sound of busy village people. They sat at the large dining table as they ate a breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast. "So," Monte said, "I'm guessing you must be on your way?" Kris nodded. "The Great Prophecy says that we must be at our destination before the end of the month. We need to get prepared. We need armor and swords and to be prepared for whatever comes."
"You don't know what to happen on the day?"
"No, Monte. It doesn't specify over what will occur." Kris and Monte looked over the proohecy intently. At the corner, Adam was thinking about what Tommy said the night before.
Demi-gods? That was impossible. He's been living with his dad fir his whole life, and His father didn't exactly look immortal material. But......what if his mother (or father) had a late night visit? Adam didn't even want to think of details, but still......it was possible. But who could his father (or mother) be? He knew from experience that that every Demi-god had inherited a gift from their immortal parent. Adam didn't really have beauty like Aphrodyte, or anger like Ares. But Adam did have music.........
His thoughts were interupted by Tommy's loud shouting. Bras stomped into the living room and Tommy followed suit. "You're a fucking bitch, Brad." "Oh, please, at least I value my life." Monte stood. "Boys, there must be no shouting in this house. If my four and five-year-old daughters aren't allowed to shout, neither are you. Now, one at a time, explain what you two are yelling about." "Well," Brad started," I was sacrificing to the gods, plus you did say that we could as long as it was outside-" "But, he saw me sitting there, and still decided to make a stupid sacrificing thing in front of me. He even saw me choking up a fucking lung!" Tommy interupted.
"Shut up. Anyway I sacrificed and he started bitching about me sacrificing and that the gods did nothing for us and we shouldn't praise them for putting us in this hell and i kinda got mad-"
"And he punched me, Monte. He swung his arm and hit my face. So you threw water on that stupid sacraficing thing and told him to watch it or I'll beat the crap out of him." Tommy finished.
"Oh, please, Tommy. I doubt you'd have the nerve."
"Oh, yeah? Keep that pussy of a mouth open and I'll stick my foot up your ass."
"What size is it?"
Tommy lunged for Brad and they rolled on the floor. Monte, being gigantic, grabbed both of them by their collars and hauled them up. He held them an inch off of the floor and separated them. "Now, as I have said before, no shouting. No fighting, no cursing, no judgments." He said the last part to Tommy. "I am done with this. If I am to come with you, you must behave like my kids, who seem to have a better sense if good behavior. We must all get along."
"Just what I said," Kris muttered under ha breath. "Kris, please don't start. You should mind your business," Adam said. Kris glared, but said nothing.
The rest of the day went normal. Soon, they were on their way. Monte kissed his wife goodbye and and children. Mont had brought his horse and gave Brad one. They rode away, out of the village. It was still a long way to go and all of them did not want to miss their deadline. Who knew what would happen? Kris thought about the night before. After the others went to sleep, he had asked a huge favor of one of the gods.....
-Last night-
Kris shivered in the cold. Who would be insane enough to stand out in the cold? Oh, yea, him. He waited, feeling slightly like he had just been stood up. At that thought, a pink mist appeared in front of him. He looked away, knowing very well not to look when a god is in their true form. It is said that you disinerate into dust at one glimpse. Kris wasn't ready to experiment that theory. Once the blinding light faded, he took his hand away from his face and looked at the beauty in front of him. Her blonde hair was wavy and lucious. Her face was too beautiful to describe. He looked at the godess in front of him. He kneeled, saying, "Aphrodyte."
She nodded at him. "What is it, King Allen? We both know I am very busy." Kris stood and said, "I need a love potion." "Love potion? Kristopher Allen, who would this love potion be for?" the godess asked curiously. Kris sighed. "Brad Cheeks."
"Brad? Hmmm....I like challenges. You do know Brad is as stubborn, am I correct?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Kristopher. You know love potions don't last forever. The most I have is for 4 days. Do you have a plan for after it wears off?"
"Yes. I just want him to see the good things about me. I want him to see it WILL be worth being with me."
"Very well, Kristopher." She pulled a heart shaped vial out of thin air. She held her hand out, but quickly took it back. "What will I get in return?"
Kris thought for a few minutes. "Your job is to help people fall in love, right?" after she nodded he continued, "I'm pretty sure getting Adam Lambert to love Tommy Ratliff is your most difficult yet."
Aphrodyte held a hand to her heart dramatically. "Are you kidding? Adam is the worst! He doesn't see that Tommy would risk his LIFE for Adam!" it sounded as if she was discussing a soap opera.
"So, ma'am, i will get Adam to lobe Tommy. It will help unburden your job, right?" The godess thought about it before handing over the vial. "Kristopher, I must remind you that the first person Brad will see, he'll be in love with. If you want him to love you, you MUST be the first person he sees. Our deal is unbreakable. Even if Brad fall for someone else, you still have to make Adam fall in love with Tommy."
Kris nodded and thanked the godess. She turned to leave, shouting ober her shoulder, "You have until the end of the month, Kristopher."
"WHAT?!" Kris turned just in time, before the goddess left in a blinding light....
-Present-
Kris held the vial tightly in his hand. Tonight he had to slip it into Brad's drink. He WAS going to be the first person Brad sees.....
TBC
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