10 May 2012
(Fanfic, had to get this idea outta my head. I do not own characters or show, all belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Mummy, besides the plot. OH! And I do not own Anthony and Ian, though I wish I did, 'cuz come on, who doesn't?! Their flipping smexii!)
P.s. The gods in this aren't from the same origin, and I made some up:).
A/N: Prologue is describing the family history, and it is quite long. Give it a read, I've been told it's well. I threw in the Smosh creators. Teehee! ____________________________________________________________
"In a place beyond the fluffy white clouds, beyond space itself, and in a place filled with paradise for the gods and goddesses, there is a family of gods. At the head of their family, there was Zeus, he was the ruler of all gods. He held his head high, and led his family with a strong arm.
Zeus' wife, Hera, was the goddess of marriage.
Their eldest son, Chaos, was exactly that, the god of chaos.
Their second born, Apollo, was very gifted. He was the god of light and of the sun, of the arts, music and poetry, of healing and medicine.
Soon, their second born was married off to Demeter, the goddess of agriculture and grain.
Apollo and Demeter's first born was Hermes, he had to play the role of messenger.
Later on, he was married off to Artemis, the virgin goddess of the hunt, wilderness, animals, young girls, childbirth and plague.
Their first born was Dionysus, the god of wine, parties and festivals, madness, chaos, drunkenness and pleasure at forever young.
The second born was Ares, the god of war, bloodlust, violence, manly courage, and civil order.
Ares was soon married off to Willow. The goddess of nature, freedom, and fairness.
Her hair was a fiery red and her eyes were brown with a hint of green in them. She had a pale complexion, and her face held natural beauty.
Their first born was Daniel, the god of wisdom. Plain and simple. People were considered lucky if they got two words out of him. He had a bluish-black spiky hairstyle. His second name was Osbourne, though, he insisted on being called Oz.
Willow's second birth, turned out to be a blessed one. She had twins. They were named Anthony and Ian. Anthony had black hair that was always shifted to the side and his eyes were a deep brown. Ian, however, had very light brown hair-almost a red and his eyes were an ocean blue. They were gods of humor and self-pleasure.
Her third child was named Venus, the god of love, beauty and desire. Her hair was blonde and had a silky texture to it. Her eyes were the color of the richest of emeralds. She was petite and always wore a crown of gold leaves upon her slightly curled long hair. She wore a white dress made of silk that, in fact, did not cling to her. It hung around her tanned body limply, and wafted around her. She was, in fact, the most beautiful out of all the Greek gods there were. Possibly even if you compared her to a human lady." The Greek tutor finished."There is still no proof that the gods have died out." He smiled at the teen."But she preferred being called Buffy. She was certainly a timid one."
The teen Irishman looked upon all of the sketches in front of him. His tutor had promised to teach him about his gods. Liam O'Brian may have been a bad seed, but he was a fool for the facts. The sketches of each and every god the man had mentioned was strewn across the table. Yep, he thought, I just found an obsession of mine. He couldn't keep his eyes off Venus, though. Oh yes, he thought once again, if only women were as beautiful as her in reality. He sighed.
High Above: Prologue • Opuss № I