Eliza's POV
Well, Michael looks happy. I guess he has every reason to though. After all, he had two of his best friends and his fiancé in the same room as him. We all sit down at the tables and we ask anyone if they had received any invitation to come from the higher ups. Usually, one day before the games are announced, the government would send a letter to all participants "inviting" them to join in on the murderfest. What's kinda scary is that some people hoped that they got the letter.
This years participants were:
Dats, Bipolar God of Cats, Earth and Time
Jaman squared, God of Evolution, Ice and Hilarity.
Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt.
Thor, God of Thunder and Oak trees.
Hades, God of the Underworld
Lucifer, The Devil
Eliza, Goddess of Love, Patience and Forgiveness
Michael Chaotic, God of Chaos, Anarchy and Anger
Ares, God of War
Bacchus, God of Wine and Parties
And
Christian Catholic, the "God of being a high and mighty dick", as Michael said. His actual title was the God of everything.
That was all of the Gods that the people at the bar knew of. Michael had gotten angry for a moment when Christian's name was mentioned. He had always been that one guy who thought he was the best at school, since his powers had manifested faster than anyone else's and he could control everything, but as everyone had gotten older we realised something.
He was weak. He couldn't play with emotions, he couldn't play with reality at the same scale as Michael and he was a Jack of all trades, but master of none.
Him and Michael constantly butted heads and got each other in trouble. They had nearly killed each other 30 years ago when Christian had tried exploding Michaels house. Long story short, Michael nearly had removed both himself and Christian from reality. Pan had to throw a rock at a weakened and tired Michael to knock him out without entering the reality field, and then he back-handed Christian, knocking him out while the reality field faded. It wasn't the best day, all in all.
Me, Michael, Dats and Jamen decided to go out into the park that was across the streets to plan our strategy for The Games.
Michael and I would stick together and Dats and Jamen would also stick together. If possible the four of us would avoid killing each other and try to be helpful. As much as everyone else tried to protest Michael said that "If I see Christian, I will murder him and drag his entrails across the entire arena." Inside the arena, the dome prevented us from flying for more than 10 seconds without about 5 minutes rest, so that erased a possible plan to just be Angels of death. Dats suggested using his future sight to figure out what people where going to do and send us messages through cats and the ground. We thought that it might be a good idea, but if someone realised that they were being watched, just like with the emotional manipulation that I use, they could change their fate, meaning the future reading was useless we had already acted. (So basically, Mirai Nikki / Future diary, if you have seen that anime.)
All of our plans were hard to do, either requiring a certain event or thing for it to work, so in the end we decided to just wing it. As we were walking out of the park, somehow laughing even though such a grim event was on the horizon, one of the worst things that could have happened, happened.
As we walked out, we walked straight into Christian and within three seconds, me, Dats and Jamen had backed off and Michael had his sword locked with Christian's spear. This was actually quite worrying, since we were in the middle of a public place where if they both used their full power, some permanent damage might happen. Not that we cared about the city, it's just that, Ya know, harsh penalties and all of that. Flaying, whipping, shots to the stomach etc etc.
That wasn't something we wanted Michael to have to recover from within two days of the games, especially since they use special weapons that can't kill you, but slow your healing powers, meaning it would take slightly less time than a regular human to heal. Michael was growling something I couldn't hear at Christian who looked half cocky, half scared and was muttering so,etching under his breath that probably wasn't meant to be heard by anyone. It was annoying when people didn't speak up. I looked to the side of me, seeing a concerned Jamen and a interested Dats and I got their attention by waving my hand I front of their faces. "So, guys, shall we get those two out of here before they start destroying the park?"
They nodded and Dats closed his eyes and Jamen's turned a sea blue as the air got colder. Suddenly, both Michael, who looked ready to stab Christian and Christian, who looked about ready to try to use something strange to attack Michael (probably a lightning javelin from the sky or something along those lines) were both frozen solid. Suddenly, Dats was engulfed by 3 gold rings revolving around him like stairs rings and I felt a dizzy sensation as my eyes closed.
When I looked up, I noticed two things. One, Christian's knocked out body (I could tell by the very slow movement in his stomach area) and two, I saw Michael standing over me, looking as if something had hit him like a truck. He saw my eyes open and looked relieved that I had my eyes open, which was nice. After all, it's good to see someone concerned about you every now and then.
As I look around once more, I notice a Dats in a worried, thinking stance and Jamen was on the floor, sleep talking about dragons and stuff like that. Michael hugged me and explained what happened as Dats noticed me and woke Jamen up on the way over to us.
Well, it turned out that Dats had used his Time-goddiness to put us somewhere we had been previously so Michael could blow off some steam by using Christian as a punching bag without the government's punishments for destroying property or whatever they ended up doing. It had been two hours since Michael had kicked Christian's butt and they had been worrying about how to wake me up that entire time. Guess I just had some sleep to catch up on or something. Anyways, Michael teleported Christian's body back to his apartment in the city and we all went our separate ways home. Dats walked into the forest, as he lived there with his cats, in tune with the earth, Jamen went back to the city, as he couldn't find anywhere better to live and Michael and I left for the house. All in all, I had had a kinda terrible day. I had started it with that nightmare, a killing that looked like it was performed by my fiancé had been committed, The Games had been announced and I had been asleep for two hours while everyone else was stressing about me. At least I could end it in my bed with the man I love I guess. We got home and ate dinner, Spaghetti Bolognese that I made, since Michael couldn't cook to save his life, we watched a movie that the mortals had made called "Jurassic Park" and then changed into our clothes, brushed our teeth (Even Gods need dental hygiene I guess) and went to bed. I don't know about Michael, but I was out like a light as soon as my head hit the pillow.
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Hi. So, yeah, sorry that chapter was kinda terrible, but most of it was written when I was tired. Had an hour of sport, 1 1/2 hours of inter school sports, walked home, and had sport training. That, and it's kinda late. I just couldn't sleep, so I decided to write this. So, yeah, sorry if it's terrible. Also, I got kinda confused at one point in the chapter, so I may have accidentally talked as if I was Michael, even though the entire chapter was from Eliza's POV. I feel like a lot of editing will be required.
The Games are coming soon!
Cya!