《War》Ares is a woman
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In a dark room stood a red haired woman tied up in a chair, her face was emotionless with perfect posture and the elegance of a queen, not in the slightest bothered by the chains that were way too tight around her hands, nor by the painful way that her arms were bent.
Her composure made the men inside the place uneasy, like she had everything under control, even though she was the one captured. It seemed to them that she could tear them apart without even moving and that made them stay as far as they could from the middle of the room, where she stood.
While on the outside she remained stoic, inside she was pissed, she knew exactly who was behind this tantrum, her dearest father, Zeus. Those myths saying that Zeus and Hera hated Ares? They were pretty accurate, sometimes she thought that her parents were the ones who hated her the most, so Zeus getting someone to imprison her wasn't really new, she only wondered how stupid he was to think that this two bimbos inside the room could stop her.
Yes, they were supernatural too, but not enough to stop the goddess of war, she had already started to work on their emotions, putting little violent visions to enhance their fear, like her castrating them, but nothing strong enough so they could see that it was her influence.
Against others belief, Ares wasn't stupid, yes, she wasn't like her lovely sister Athena, goddess of wisdom, but she was experienced, she knew when she had to plan her moves and that's why Zeus always failed, he never considered that she could be rational, only seeing her as a bloodthirsty animal, a beast, but she didn't mind, as long as he continued to underestimate her, oh how she loved when people underestimated her.
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A second later, two figures appeared in front of her, Zeus and Athena, the sight of them together almost made Ares laugh, of course the favorite daughter had something to do with this, Ares quietly looked at the two men that were guarding her, she already knew that they were demigods, but she didn't know which godly parent, now it was obvious that they were sons of Athena.
Ares took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but her blood was boiling and she was sure that anyone could tell it, Zeus stood with a smug face, looking down at her, while Athena had an almost unnoticeable smirk on her face, almost.
"Hm, the favorite daughter by your side while your mistake of a daughter sits tied up, how sweet, father of the year, aren't you?" Ares said bluntly, making a scowl appear on Athena's face.
Zeus rolled his eyes and went closer to the red haired woman, taking her chin, forcefully, in his hand and tilting it upwards so that she could see him.
"At least one thing you got right in this little head of yours, I really thought that your sister would have to explain to you what's happening, but since you already know, I'll leave you here for some time, who knows? Maybe some centuries can make you more like Athena" Zeus said, tightening his hold on her, before he let go of her chin and turned around, disappearing with the other woman.
Ares' breath was heavy and her hands were in fists, but she didn't say anything. Her phone started to ring and the boys got closer, trying to take it from her, so they could end the call, when she put her plan in action, quickly putting her weight forward, so she could get up and using the chair against the boy that was coming from behind, twirling and putting extra strength against him so that he fell on the ground, while she turned towards the second boy and kicked him right in the middle of his legs, making him kneel on the ground in pain.
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She run towards his back and used it to get impulse, before she jumped where the other was, making the chair brake down as the man stood unconscious.
She got two legs of the chair and quickly stabbed both demigods through their throat, making sure that they were dead. Getting her phone out of her bra, she looked at it and saw that it was her favorite sister, more like the only one that she liked, Aphrodite, and answered.
"You know that we don't need to call each other, right?" Asked the red haired beauty as she looked around for an exit.
"Why are you so grumpy, Sissy?" Whined the goddess of love, making the corner of Ares lips to tilt upwards slightly.
"Well, if you must know, our dearest sister, Athena, helped Zeus to capture me this time" answered Ares as all the traces of emotion completely vanished from her face as she spoke.
On the other side, Aphrodite sighed, knowing that it would happen again sooner or later. Everyone was always trying to do something against her big sister and she couldn't do anything to help her.
Deciding that Ares had had enough of this topic, she started to tell her what she actually had called for.
"Oh, Sissy! I almost forgot to tell you, Nik is breaking the curse at the moment, he has the doppelgänger, witch, werewolf and all done, but I'm afraid that his older brother, Elijah was it? Oh well, I think he's going to try something" Aphrodite started to mumble as she remembered.
Ares paused at this and groaned before she said "What the hell, how long I've been here? Is he okay? Where's it?"
Aphrodite went silent for a moment, probably counting as she said, ending bitterly the sentence. "It's been almost 2 weeks since the last time he saw you, I talked to him though, told him that you were on a mission so he wouldn't try to find you, I couldn't communicate with you, must have been Athena's idea, you know how she is"
Ares looked around the place and finally got out of it, seeing that there were some monsters guarding the gates, she mentally counted them and mumbled quietly "Aph, I need to take care of a little problem here, I'll talk to you later" and quickly ended the call.
Concentrating on her powers, she crossed her arms in front of her chest and her two electric batons appeared, making a smirk appear on her face. With the sound of the electricity, the monsters turned to look at her, making her smirk only widen as she said "Hello, boys, let's finish this, shall we?"
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