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DIVINE INTERVENTION
CHAPTER 2: Meet the Gods

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<<BEGIN CHAPTER 2>>


So…harsh…her eyes where so terrible to look directly at. There was pure black where the whites and colored parts of ones eye would be. But then, where ever black would be on a normal person's eye…there was bright, burning colors. Red, orange, yellow…and in the very center, a twinge of blue, like the center of a flame. The colors where blinding and intense, constantly shifting, like flames that flicker and roar in the wind, fierce and untamed.

Well…the eyes creep him out…but on a lighter note, those eyes matched her perfectly. A callous, untamed goddess. So apparently intent to stay on top. She wasn't about to let any men rule her life, which the Pharaoh viewed as both a terrible shame, but also as an excellent quality that all women ought to have: independence. No one should be pushed around. Even though Artemis wasn't human…DEFINITLY not. She raised her eyebrows at them once again, and smiled. “Now, I'm going to take all of you with me to my home planet. You will see the rest of my…erm…colleagues there. I don't know how pleased they will all be to see you, but they have been notified, as you clearly saw the lying share of my little conversation with Osiris. I think that no further explanation is required of me right now.” With that, she stood up, and turned to the lake.
“So what is your preferred method of travel? Seeing Pool or portal?” they all looked at one another, confused. Artemis grumbled. “Well…I'm sorry I even asked a bunch of mortals…figures that you haven't traveled either of those ways.” They only succeeded in looking even more dumbfounded. She rolls her eyes.

“Very WELL, I'll choose for you.” With that, she unsheathes a sword that they had not seen before. She turns to face them, and comes right up to them, and raises the sword. They duck in fright at the sight of the thing coming straight down upon them. But the blow they waited for never came. Opening their eyes, they all looked around in wonder, and saw before them, a huge hole ripped into the air before them. They timidly stepped closer to it to look through. Inside of it…they saw…as tunnel of light that changed color like the aurora borealis. And yet…it was not a tunnel…and it wasn't the aurora. It was more like….a swirl of colors that bled together, glowing and flashing with mind warping speed. One found it difficult to look at…yet mesmerizing, like Marazad's Mesmerizing Light, spun from an enchanted arrow. (For those of us who've played Prince of Persia 3D…)
“Come. Step into the portal, please. It will cause you no pain, mortals, I promise you.” Artemis commanded, brilliant eyes glimmering mischievously. < Does she lie?> Atemu (Yami) wondered. The Pharaoh only wished that she were as simple to understand as his duel monsters opponents. But yet, she remained an enigma. How long must he wait until her true intentions are uncovered? He sensed something wrong with this woman, something undeniably out of the ordinary, even if she was not normal, but she was doing something that must be strange even for her. And Atemu always had complete and total faith in his instincts. Right now, his nose smelled the alluring incense of danger. Danger always fascinated him, drew him, like how pheromones draw a female to a male in some species.
<This is a puzzle I shall enjoy solving.> He thought, savoring every passing, shadowy moment. Looking over at his friends, he did not know how they felt truly. They also had some sense of adventure, like the Pharaoh does. But they also liked to keep out of trouble, and that is reasonable enough. He distantly wondered if Tea would start on another cheesy, cliché friendship speech. And sure enough…as though on cue…

“Guys, remember that no matter what, we always have each other, and we will never be separated as long as the bonds of friendship hold us together. Remember that, okay? Don't be afraid!” She exclaims, looking around at the little clique, and then making eye contact with Artemis. Tea appeared to be trying to intimidate the tall, dark-haired woman. But Artemis merely quirked a brow at this, as though mocking her discreetly directly to her face without actually saying a word, until a minute later, when she does make a comment.

“I do hope that is the end of your speech, dear Tea. So, seeing as you are so brave yourself, I think I'll have you pass through first.” Tea almost paled visibly at this. “But…I…” She stammers, but it was too late…Artemis had already set her mind to a decision. “In you go!” She chuckles, lifting Tea bodily from the ground that she had been sitting upon, and then throwing her into the swirling mass of light. She screamed, but the noise was swallowed as she fell through.

 

“Always practice what you preach, Tea, mortal.” She turned her fiery gaze upon the others now. Mokuba looked like he was going to scream at her. “Why did you do that?! She could have jumped in on her own, you know!” He yelled at her. But Seto rested a hand upon his brother's shoulder, and Mokuba fell silent, turning to look at the CEO, a question filling his large blue eyes. Seto frowned, and quite simply shook his head briefly. Mokuba settled down, but still glared at Artemis. Ishizu looked around, as she also had revived after fainting from looking upon the handsome face of the God Osiris. “What has happened?” She inquired of her younger brother, Malik. He hardly could answer; for now, there was another issue. The men where all having an extremely difficult time with not trying to ask Artemis on a date. Yes…they all where admiring the woman that created the portal.

Artemis raised an eyebrow in a delicate manner. She was in fact used to men goggling at her as though she where some rare, unusual exotic creature. But she did NOT like it much when mortals stared at her. Mortals are weak, and she is not. That's how she felt about it. She occasionally tended to be a bit of a feminist, in case it was difficult to tell. Which, in that case, was bull if you did not understand this at all. It is kind of difficult not to see this about Artemis, the Goddess of Destruction, the much-admired woman who created the portal, the feminist.

Now, all foolishness aside, Artemis decided that it was her duty to dump them into the portal, one by one, two by two. She would have dropkicked each of them into the portal altogether. It would save her much time, and she felt as though she couldn't waste a moment. Even if she is a Goddess, even though she had all the time there is, she needed to get things done. She sensed Sowa had just Created a new little universe, and it was ripe for Destruction. That newborn universe, which must have existed for only a few seconds, had been alive long enough in THIS Destroyer's evil-looking eyes.

So, Artemis took Atemu and Joey each in a hand, and deposited them also in the portal. Next were Ishizu and Malik. Then the others, she did not care what order they went in. As mentioned before, they just HAD to go into that portal, and damned fast too. Artemis lightly jumps in herself, and with a smirk, closed the portal as she went through. She appeared out the other end before the mortals could, and was standing there, dusting herself lightly off, as though cleaning off any nasty germs that might have clung to her from the mortal world. Not that she was obsessive compulsive about cleanliness.

Now, the portal opening beside her, she was finished dusting herself off by the time that the humans fell out in a rather sizeable gust of wind. They fell atop one another in a bit of a `pig-pile', as humans so call it. Such human sayings amused the Gods and Goddesses. They where so damn quaint. And so damn devoid of intellect, also.

One after the other, each mortal stood to his or her feet, and rather shakily. Artemis raised an eyebrow in a certain delicate manner. “Owww…that hurt soooo baaaaad…” Joey groaned, Tristan emitting a noise that sounded strangely like a whimper. Artemis decided that this was most likely due to the fact that Joey and Tristan cracked heads during the mass exodus straight from the mouth of the portal to the hard stone floor. She could have sworn that she heard a hollow noise when they initially knocked skulls. Small wonder why they seemed to have understood precisely zero percent of anything that she said. Contrary to Atemu, Malik, Ishizu, and Seto, who where all somewhat of intellectuals themselves, and actually understood on most levels, but not all.

The sound of quick footsteps resounded through the immense corridor, and a man came into sight. He stood about twenty feet tall, and had unruly blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He wore all black, and had a funny look all over his face.

“Chaos, Seth, dearest, MUST you stomp EVERYWHERE YOU GO?!” Artemis half-screamed at the newcomer. He blinked, then smirked. The expression seemed to fit him.
“Only to spite you, Hel.” He told her sweetly. Seto looked at her.
“I thought your name is Artemis.”
“It isn't. It was the name of the original Destroyer, but I'm not exactly the original. I'm the perfect Evolution of her, however. And my TRUE name is Hel. You see, I couldn't give anyone my real name yet.” Before they said anything, she held up a hand.
“Ask no questions, you shall receive no answers.”
Joey deflated considerably at this.

“What do you want, Seth of Chaos...” She asked warily. Seth, who was mostly called `Chaos', was just like his name suggested. He is the God of Chaos, and tends to be something of a trickster, but not, and I repeat, NOT as much of a trickster as Osiris, or…better yet…

…Shinigami.

Yes, Shinigami. He was one of Hel's worst nightmares. ONE of them, mind you. She has issues with all Death Gods. They simply can't die. Nor can they experience pain.

“That's…Seth…?” Ishizu whispered to Atemu. The Pharaoh nodded gravely. “Yes. That is him, without a doubt.” Ishizu appeared to gulp at this. She worshipped Ra, not Seth, though he was to be deeply respected.

“So, how's my favorite Destroyer?” Chaos laughed, getting Hel into a headlock, which royally pissed her off.
“Let---GO!” She snarled, fighting to free herself, but failing in doing so. The huge grin on his face bewildered the mortals.
“Awww, c'mon, you hurt my feelings! You know how I feel…”
“I thought you LIKED to feel pain, you masochist! NOW LET GO!”
“NO! I don't feel like it, haha!”
Many sweatdrops developed.

“Now what have I here?”A man that was about half Chaos's height walked in. He wore a black cape, black pants, and black boots, with a white bandanna covering his forehead and pushing back a starburst of spikey blue, white, and black bangs.

“Hiei! TELL HIM TO LET GO OF ME!” Hel bellowed, angry, and furiously fighting the God of Chaos that must be at least two times her size.
Hiei chuckled.
“Now why should I? This is FAR too amusing to stop so early on…”
“HIEI! You ARE THE GOD OF ALL GODS, AND YOU MUST ACT ACCORDINGLY! NOW ORDER HIM TO RELEASE ME NOW!!!” Hiei sighed.

“Chaos…let go of her…now…” Chaos reluctantly let her go, and Hel went straight to fixing her hair, which had been mussed terribly. Hiei smirked.
“Happy now? Keep in mind that you owe me several. I know I won't forget…” He went walking past the humans, and then, when he was standing level with Hel, he asked,
“And what the fuck are NINGENS doing here?!” He snapped. She almost jumped.

“Ahhh…ummm…about that….”
“What?”
“Eheheheh, you see, they have a bit to do with something that posed a threat to us awhile ago…back in the time of Ancient Egypt. IF you remember correctly, that is…”
“OF COURSE I remember. How the fuck could I forget? How could any of us forget?”
“Well then, that's why they are here, Hiei. Now you know. And besides the point…someone was supposed to tell you about this…”

“I just got back about five minutes ago.”
“Back from where?”
“Makai.”
“Why where you there?”
“Urameshi and his little group of fools dragged me there.”
“You're still undercover…?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Mind your own business, Destroyer…”
“Hn! Fine, then!”

With that, Hiei, the God of all Gods, walked on past, and disappeared around a corner into the hallway beyond. Hel turned to meet the gaze of the humans. The very much BEWILDERED gaze of the humans.
“What was that all about?” Joey asked. Hel frowned at him.

“It was nothing. A passing conversation, nothing more, nothing less, and nothing you mortals need concern yourselves with.” Came her ice-laced answer.

“Indeed…” It was a new voice that came. One of pure venom, but male, and oddly fetching, but hardly feminine. They humans wheeled around to see the speaker. But saw nothing, no one.
Hel grinned evilly.

“Hello Satan.” She murmured. A most handsome man came out of the shadows.
His eyes where red, and glowed. His hair was snowy white and spiked up, and he has a fair complexion. His eyes proved to be mesmerizing, and once the mortals made eye contact with twenty-something looking man, they found themselves stuck, or just failed to find themselves at all. Each human found his and herself tracing Satan's body with their eyes.

He stood at a height of ten feet, and had a pair of evil-looking, huge black wings draped lazily across his spike-lined back. His upper body was perfectly built and sculpted, but not so muscular that it would make one's stomach revolt. He wore loose-fitting black leather pants, and a pair of boots. They also took note of his tail, which was black and arrow-tipped, and also lined with black spikes. The spikes began at the base of his skull, and continued down his whole spine. He was gorgeous. He had a face and a body that would make anyone, and truthfully ANYONE drool with desire for him. Even if they where a straight male, they'd want him.
Hel was ashamed to find herself looking him over for probably the thousandth time. It was routine for her every time she saw him.

“Hel. Long time no see.” He murmured, eyeing her over. A smirk from both of them.
“You look sexy yourself, friend.”
“You know Lust is my favorite.”
“Yes, that I do.”
“Heheh. What're the humans here for?”
“Dare I tell you, father to the Prince of Lies?”
“I don't know. Dare you?”
“I dare not.”
“Why ever could you not tell me?” He inquired with a wounded tone of voice. Hel grinned and put a finger to her lips.
“Why, it's a secret, dearest.”
“…”
“Why are YOU here, then?”
“To see why I sensed humans, to ask if I could eat them, and to also inquire something of you.”
“Yes you sensed humans, no you cannot eat them, and what's the question?”
“I'll ask you if you swing by my room tonight.”
“I already know, then…”
“And your answer is…?”
“If you're lucky.”
“Damn you!”
“Run along now.”
“…”
“NOW.”
“ 230;……” Satan would not budge. She smirked.
“Leave now or no sex for a year.”
“BYE!” He had blurred from sight almost instantaneously, face deathly pale. Which usually wasn't saying much, as he is a Death God, and they tend to be a tad on the `pale' side. Most of them usually maintain some form of a complexion, though.
The Destruction Goddess got a good hearty chuckle out of that one. Usually it was `no sex for a week', but in this case, a week would not serve to be much torture for him, so a year would have to suffice. Beside the point, she thoroughly enjoyed causing any and all of the men grief whenever she got the chance to do so.
Telling him `if you're lucky' was really just…well…nothing. She promised him nothing, and owed him nothing, and she had no intention of showing up at his room later in the evening. And she had things to attend to.

“Well, follow me.” She motioned for the gaggle of humans to follow her. “And also, stick close. There's worse people around here, and the last thing I want to deal with is one of Taiger's rants in one ear and one of Osiris's rants in the other.”

“Whaddaya mean by dat?” Joey asked, peering around at the high vaulted stone ceilings and magnificent carvings in the columns in the Grand Corridor. Most of it clearly exceeded his comprehension. The beauty of the decorations, carvings, and architecture even left the intellectual share of the group speechless.

“Meaning I don't want Taiger to talk my ear off about being responsible about caring for living things, him being the God of Life. And Osiris, with all of his paperwork he has to fill out about `how so-and-so died, when they died, why they died' and so fourth, well, he'll bellow at me for causing him more paperwork. So do me a favor and don't get yourselves killed. You'll thank yourselves for it.”
Tea and Joey gulped rather noisily.

“Where are you taking us?” Seto asked in his usual harsh voice. Hel loved Seto. Such an ass.
“Why, I am taking you to speak with the Creators, Sowa and Athena. The God and Goddess if Creation, and before you open your fat mouth, mortal Tristan, I suggest you keep it firmly clamped shut. No, they are not married, not even remotely so. So get no ideas.” They had arrived at a huge room. And it was in fact, such a huge room, that one could fit at least fifteen Domino High Schools in there with room to spare for athletic fields.

The walls where lined with bazillions of books, all different sizes and colors, a few catwalks and ladders lined the walls so one could access each and every book.
The room was circular, and furnished beautifully, also having huge windows with huge drapes.

In the center of the entire room, was a strange, shallow circular pool. It was a good size, and clearly not intended for swimming. There where some strange runes and symbols that started in the center and spiraled out and around the inside of the shallow pool to the lip of it, where it stopped at some point. The water glowed slightly blue, and the runes within it glowed a brighter blue of the same color.

A man stood over this pool, and he was staring into it, murmuring a few words, a hand wide-open palm-down over the center of the pool. His eyes darted across the surface, as though watching a scene unfold before him in the glassy liquid surface.

Hel cleared her throat loudly, and motioned towards him.
“This is Sowa, Creation God.”
He did not stir, but shifted the wording of his phrases that he continued to murmur in a strange language. Hel took a large brown leather bound tome from a nearby table and whacked him over the head with it.
He yelped and fell almost face-first into the pool, the glow in the pool ceasing almost immediately.

“Welcome back to reality, Creator. You can absorb yourself into the community Seeing Pool later. You have things to explain to he guests right now.”
He groaned, and stood up on his own. Hel had caught him by the back of the robes so his nose was a centimeter from the water when he fell. He pried her hand off of his robes.

“Fine, fine…”
He turned to look at the humans.