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#They’re the same character

“I care, not only for your fears, which I can use, but also because you are my brother’s daughter, making you someone close to me.” - Family: Ships: Deimos x Aria

I MEAN

They just catch his energy

Unfortunately, Sigyn and their kids only appear once :(

Ares woke up in his palace. He smelt the air and smile. It was the smell of war. He looked at his mirror while putting his armour on. He didn’t realize his eyes were black instead of the fire that usually were on it. He appeared in his personal armoury and got some weapons: an automatic gun and his sword. He appeared on camp. War had already started and he couldn’t see his kids anywhere but he knew they were fighting. He could feel it. 

He saw some campers trying to attack him but his son James appeared to protect him. Both of them fighting. James was a great fighter, making ares proud. But the uncursed campers doubled the number and they mortally wounded James. Ares took him away but it was too late. He was losing too much blood. 

“You fought well son. Now you need to rest."James tried to talk but Ares denied with his head"Everything will be fine.”

Ares closed his son’s eyes and took him to his palace. He would bury him when the war was over and he paid his revenge. He went for his boars and prepare them from war. He count them and saw that half of them were missing. He talked to his boars. His own son, Deimos had gotten some to protect his kids. That traitor. He would pay it.

He appeared to camp with the boars and started fighting again. He broke a camper’s neck and slash the head of another that was screaming. He smiled and let the boars run free through camp while he walked for more fights. THen he saw him. His son Deimos, the traitor. He walked to him, sword in hand and stabbed him while Deimos mumbled some words. 

“I’m sorry father.”

“You are sorry. You are just like Brutus son. You would have killed me if you could. I will prevent that. I will win this war even if you want it or not.”

He kneeled down and took away Deimos’ spear that had a form of a ring. 

“Bye son. Hope your travel to Hades is nice. Say hi to my uncle”

Deimos walked to the Morpheus cabin. Everyone was sleeping but he could feel the person he needed was awake. He entered and walked to the boys room.. He knocked on the door and saw Logan reading a comic book

“I was looking for you Wolverine”

“Are you going to scare me?”

“No. I wanted to talk to you. Your daddy is busy and I’m sure after everything you want to see your mom. So, I have free time and thought I could take you.”

“Why? are you going to scare mom?”

“No. Of course not. I just thought that it will be fun for you and your daddy is busy.”

“But…”

“I promise I won’t do anything. Get ready and I’ll take you”

Logan looked suspicious at Deimos but then decided to pack everything and walkked out of the cabin. It was night and the harpies where going around camp. Logan sat inside the door of the cabin, he didn’t like the ugly women. Deimos opened the door and grabbed Logan in his arms

“They won’t do anything to you. They know you are Wolverine.”

“But they…”

“Don’t be afraid and they won’t attack you.” Deimos opened the door of his car and put logan in th back seat. He put the suitcase in the back and got in.“Go to sleep Wolverine. We will be there soon.”

Deimos got to Logan’s mom farm in the morning. He knocked on the door and waited for the mother to open it.

“Hello Sara”

Sara slapped Deimos.

“You haven’t changed since camp”

“What do you want Deimos?”

“Logan. He is sleeping in my chariot. I thought he would use some time with use after what happened.”

“What happened?”

“I’ll put Logan to sleep and then if you invite me to coffee I’ll tell you.”

Sara let Deimos bring Logan to his bedroom and made him coffee. Deimos told her everything he could about the war and Logan.

“So you are telling me there was a war and Logan was in the underworld?”

“They thought it would be safer.”

“Didn’t Morpheus say anything?”

“Oh he did. He was looking for your son after that. ”

“And Logan…”

“He is fine. i think. His powers went ccrazy and he made the camp a full…Superhero camp for a week. That is why I brought him here”

“Why Deimos? You were always so…Self centered”

“It is Morpheus boy. He loves him and  I know he loves you and… I’m not self centered.”

When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are the worst of all And the blood’s run stale

Deimos closed his eyes. Tears running through his face He kneeled down to cry on his sons’ graves. It had been 3 years,3 years had passed since his world had been destroyed.

When you feel my heat Look into my eyes It’s where my demons hide

3 years ago

Dead, his boy was dead. He was holding his just born baby. Deimos couldn’t feel his baby’s fears. There was tears down his face. Deimos was sad…Sad and furious. The whole hospital was screaming in terror. Deimos had unleashed his power with no control. The mother of the child, was in the bed, all covered in sweat, pale and weak, looking around trying to calm her lover and scared of all his power.

“Dei… Please”

Deimos put his head down at the level of his son’s and kissed his forehead. He let out a loud cry. "He had a life… He…Hades and Ananke had no right"

“ Darling…Dei… This thing happens. Don’t torture yourself”

Deimos left the boy next to his mother and sat down. He put his hand on his lover’s hand"You are hot.“

"I feel weak”

“I’m going to…"Deimos looked at her."No! "He stopped the use of his power over the doctors"Save her you idiots!”

“Sir…You have to get out!”

Deimos left the room. He walked up and down the corridor praying to Apollo for his help.

When the curtain’s call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl

After half an hour, one of the nurses gave Deimos the second bad news of the night, his girlfriend had died. Deimos exploded there. He left the hospital, not before calling his lover family. He would come after, he told them… He wasn’t sure about that, he just told them that if he didn’t appear, to send him where they had buried his wife and the name of his dead son, Damian Philip. 

He drove back to his palace, opened the door and was surprised to see that Phobos didn’t come along to say hi. Not even Gary. He smelt it, that mixture of sweat and cologne: his father was in the palace. gary would be in his part on the palace, and Phobos would be talking with Ares. He didn’t have time for it. He ran to his room, took his spear and a bottle of ambrosia. When he was coming out of the house, he heard a voice…

“Do not get in trouble, son”

His father knew something happened and Deimos hated that. But he was determined, he was going to make Hades pay. Taking his son’s life like that…That wasn’t fair. Kids shouldn’t die when they are babies. He got in his chariot and drove away to try and get to the Underworld. 

I don’t remember one moment I tried to forget I lost myself yet I’m better not sad Now I’m closer to the edge

Deimos had arrived to Hades’ palace. On his way he had been destroying everything he found. Killing monsters, pushing spirits, breaking rocks… He hated the underworl, it wasn’t fun and his powers were useless. Now he was on his way to the palace, to make Hades pay, to see his revenge come to live. But, Deimos had to stop, Hades’ soldiers had surrounded the god of terror. He couldn’t fight: he always fought using his power. But they were all dead so he just had to surrender and let them lead him to Hades. 

He was pushed to a cage without letting him speak with Hades.

“Let me out of here!"Deimos screamt hitting the door. "LET ME OUT!”

But there was no answer. Deimos walked around the jail. He looked for something to help him escape, a hole or something but nothing, the cage was made to keep gods inside. Everytime he tried to escape, he felt more and more tired. He looked for his ambrosia but that had been taken away next to his spear. He passed out when he thought he had found the way out the cage.

No I’m not saying I’m sorry One day, maybe we’ll meet again

“Wake up.”

Deimos opened his eyes and saw Hades. He looked at his chest, one of Hades’ man was pointing at his chest with a sword. 

“How long…?”

“… have you been here? A week. While we decided your punishment.”

“Punish…"Deimos closed his mouth” How?“

"How I knew…You came in destroying my place and pretended to hide it from me?”

“What is the punishment?” Deimos pushed the sword away and got up. The energy had come to him again. He didn’t know how but it just did. He grabbed Hades’ clothes. “Tell me NOW!”

The men were going to attack Deimos but Hades stopped them with a hand move.

“Deimos, Deimos. You need to calm down.”

“Calm down? Start talking Hades or…”

“Or what? You cannot use your powers here.”

Cold water, that is how Deimos felt like, like if someone had thrown him a bucket full of cold water. Sweat was running down his face. What was happening to him. He let Hades go.

Can you imagine a time when the truth ran free A birth of a song, a death of a dream “What is the punishment?”

“Your kids…They will pay”

“WHAT?!"Deimos grabbed him again."Why?”

“Because my brother knows what you love. He knows the way to break your spirit…And it is killing the things you love. In that sense you are too much like your mother.”

Deimos punched Hades.“They have no fault. I’ve left them. I’ve had no contact with them.”

“I know, I know. I’m giving you the change to make up for destroying my palace. I hate the underworld full of kids… And I like pissing off Zeus. He asked me to keep you in here… But I thought you would like to…Maybe take a walk around, get away and save your children or…The ones that are left. ”

“Why?”

“Well… I do not want a minot god that knows my fears angry at me…Even more.”

Deimos pushed Hades aside.“My spear Hades.”

“Give him his spear and lead him out. And Deimos…As much as we are family…Next time I will execute you.”

There was a time I used to look into my father’s eyes. In a happy home I was a king, I had a golden throne.

Deimos drove as fast as he could. His kids were in danger. Who to save? He had to choose. He had to decide. He knew saving them would be impossible but…He had to save them. He couldn’t pick. He needed help but who to tell…Maybe Ares, yes he was sure his father would help him. Maybe… Too many maybes. He arrived to the palace. His father was at the door, arms closed. He was in his Spartan amour. Deimos swallowed. His dad on the door in armour wasn’t a good sign. He got out of the chariot and walked to reach his father.

“Fath…”

Ares raised his hand.“Hades listened…”

“What?”

“I told him to let you free. I know after the French Revolution… I know how hard it is for you to trust mortals and have kids. Now go and save them.”

“Dad…I can’t save them all”

“Maybe…But you can save some”

“But…”

“Remember Ashton? Remember the feel you had when you saw your mother take him. Do not have that feeling away. Fight for your kids.”

“How many are alive?”

“Five…Although one may be dead… Athena was heading to his town to kill him.”

“Who are…"Deimos couldn’t talk.

"The other gods?”

Deimos nodded.

“Apollo, Poseidon, Hephaestus and… Me”

“Father!”

“Dad sent me. I couldn’t say no but do not worry… He didn’t suffer.”

“That means you didn’t kill him right?”

“Maybe…I didn’t say so but I ask you not to get close to his house or his family.”

“Which one…”

“Micah. So please promise me you will keep away from his family and do not ask about it. I do not want Zeus to kill you son.”

“But dad…”

“Deimos go and save the others. Now!”

Deimos bit his lip trying not to cry.

“Now! Stop losing time son!”

My father said, “Don’t you worry, don’t you worry, child.

Deimos jumped on his chariot and drove away. He drove to try and save his kids. He knew exactly where Poseidon would go, he had a son that loved the sea. He had seen how the boy created terror from the water… He just hoped that today he wasn’t near the sea. He went to his house but neither him or his mother was there, so he went to the beach. When he parked, he was a huge wave taking people away.

"NO!” Deimos screamt running out of the car.

“You’re late!Poseidon was behind him with a wicked smile. "Getting a son that creates terror with water…Intelligent but useless now that he is dead.”

Deimos took out his spear.“I will pay my revenge Poseidon. I will make you all suffer.”

“You are not doing anything. We’re Olympians. You are just a minor god… Who think that is stronger than us. You brought this on you." 

"I have no time for this Poseidon"He got into his car and drove away knowing it was going to be useless to fight against Poseidon. 

Upon a hill across a blue lake, That’s where I had my first heartbreak. I still remember how it all changed.

The way to his next son had been longer than he expected. He had to decide which one but he expected that his other son  was saved in the meanwhile he visited this one. When he was arriving to the city, Deimos had to stop becaus Apollo’s chariot stepped in the way.

"Let me go uncle!”

“Your son is fine”.

“Uncle I have to…Wait repeat it again.”

“Your son…Is fine. But you need to get away from him”

“Or what?”

“Being in uncle’s jail is nothing compare for what I can do. ”

“Really?”

“Yes. If you get close to him or his mother, she will get worst…”

“Worst of what?”

“Cancer…”

Deimos fell down to his chariot sear. His hands closed and tears running down his face. Everyone was dying because of him. He closed his eyes trying to look for something to tell Apollo but when he did, he had just disappeared"

There was a time I met a girl of a different kind. We ruled the world, I thought I’d never lose her out of sight.

His last stop was a small boarding school in the middle of no where. He had a kid with the headmastress even though she died after it. The boy was kept in the boarding school because of his mother’s will. But when he arrived, it was too late. The boarding school was burning down. He saw Hephaestus dissapearin in the far away. Deimos whisteled and a black hellhound appeared after some minutes, that for Deimos felt like hours.

“Find my son, please and protect him.”

Deimos sat down crying as the hellhound disappeared. Time passed and no one came out. Deimos tried to get closed but Hephaestus had put traps for him to avoid the minor god to get closed. Deimos couldn’t stay more near the burning place. He screamed, it was a sad scream. His kids were dead or far away from him… In other words, dead for him. Deimos tears were running down his face. But he would make the gods pay. He’d make them feel the same he was feeling right now. He got in the chariot and drove away. That night terror was the only thing the world knew. 

I remember years ago Someone told me I should take Caution when it comes to love I did

Deimos arrived late at night to his palace. His eyes were red from crying and his whole body was weak. He just hoped Phobos wasn’t awake.

“Sir… Do you need something?”

“Ehm! No… No. Just take care of the chariot” Deimos was going to get in the palace. “Is my brother awake?”

“No sir. He went to bed as he saw you didn’t arrive”

“And Gareth?”

“He…He is in his room, sir. Do you want me to wake him up?

Deimos smiled weakly. “No… I… I will pay him a visit. If you need me, I’ll be in his room.

“Yes sir… Do you want some ambrosia? You look…”

“I look…How do I look?”

“Tired sir… Tired and weak.”

Deimos smiled. “I’m… You’re right. Take some ambrosia to Gary’s room. I’ll go now.”

The man disappeared. Deimos went to his room and took a long shower. He closed his eyes trying to keep his tears away from appearing. He heard the door of his room opening. He grabbed his dagger. He always took showers with one to avoid attacks.

“Dad”

Deimos dropped the dagger and let his tears let down free. Gary entered with a glass of ambrosia. His pyjama had lost its original red color. Even though Deimos had bought Gary more, he always used the same. He said it was his favorite one.

“Father…Are you ok?” Why did you send me ambrosia? You know I do not take it. You said I couldn’t drink it.”

Deimos couldn’t speak. He got out of the shower, put some pants on and went out to look at Gary with a weak smile. “Gary, what are you doing here?”

“I…I was awake…I was worried for you. You have not been in the palace for weeks and you promised to read me a story.”

“I know. But can we leave the story for tomorrow? I had a bad day with my family ok? Just come to bed with me. I want to be close to you son.

“Dad… Are you sure you are ok?”

Deimos nodded and tried to hide the tears from Gary. “Just stay with me tonight please.”

“Of course dad. “Gary left the glass on the little night table and got into Deimos bed. Deimos, on the other hand, drank from the glass and went to look for a shirt. When he had a shirt on, he got into the bed and hugged Gary.

“Son, I love you.”

“I know dad. Dad… Mom was around”

Deimos opened one eye. He had closed his eyes to try and fall asleep. “Kitty? What did you do Gary? “

“You were missing. She was worried and… Well I looked for my real mother.”

Deimos sighed, eyes closed. A shiver passed through his backs. That week was a week of memories, too many memories were coming on his head and that days, all the lost he had, they would become memories too one day.

Kiss me hard before you go  Summertime sadness  I just wanted you to know  That baby you’re the best 

 “Back up Phobos”

“You cannot get inside. They will kill you”

“Why did you tell them? I trusted you brother! He is MY SON Phobos and she is MY wife!” Deimos punched Phobos and got inside.

“Deimos don’t…”

But Deimos was already running up the stairs. He was hopping from two to two, running as fast as he could. He stopped when he heard a scream, his wife scream

“No!” He ran and kicked the door down. Everything was covered in blood. His wife was on the floor dead and Aphrodite, his mother, was holding Ashton, his son, on her arms.

“Mother!”

“Sorry Deimos. It is for the best. He will die if he is here. “

Aphrodite disappeared with his son. Deimos fell into his knees and hugged the dead body of his wife while he cried. “I’m so sorry”

Deimos stood up. He knew that he had to get away from there before the police arrived. He let a drachma on his wife hand and sighed. He poured alcohol over the body and around the house and light up a match watching the apartment burned down.

The story of my life I give her hope

I spend her love until she’s broke inside

The story of my life

Deimos arrived to France. He had driven away, he needed to get away from Olympus, and he needed to get away from his family. He parked and smiled. He knew where to go. He loved that placed. His sons had built it in his honor: the Moulin Rouge. He breathed in, the pleasure of the drink and the women were supposed to be on his mind but instead of that, his dead wife came into his mind. He stopped as he felt tears coming down from his eyes through his face.

“Why did Hades take you? Why did Ananke cut your threat?”

He closed his eyes when he heard a cry. His heart stopped. He had had sleepless nights due to that sound. He walked towards the dark alley where it came from. There, covered in clothes full of blood, a baby was crying. Deimos picked the baby up, it was a boy.

“Hey little… Where is your mother?”

He looked around. The alley was empty.

“I…Who should be this cruel?” The baby looked at Deimos with his eyes wide open and a smile.

“Look at you, a big smile. Look, we will make a deal ok? I go in, look for your mother and in the meanwhile you stay here without dying. “

He put a jacket over the floor and let the baby there. Then he covered it with the jacket sleeves and whistled. A big snake appeared with its mouth open moving to the baby.

“Bambi! No! It is no food.” Deimos slapped his snake on the head.” Do not let people near the baby. Keep him alive and if you do it, I will give you one of mom’s dove. A big one.”

Deimos waited to see what the snake did. When he saw that the snake lie next to the baby, Deimos entered the place.

Whatever it is, it feels like it’s laughing at me Through the glass of a two-sided mirror Whatever it is, it’s just laughing at me And I just wanna scream

“I want to see the boss.”

Some girls had surrounded Deimos and were asking for him. Girls were used to the gods coming to the Moulin Rouge. Deimos was special, the Moulin Rouge was a present to him and the previous owners had been Deimos’ sons. That was why when Deimos got through the entrance door, the girls were next to him.

“Girls…Girls… As much as I need a talk and a drink, I need to talk to the boss.”

“Why sir? Have we done something bad?”

“Oh Satine! No! Not at all. But I need to know is there any girl that has gone missing and appeared like some days ago?”

“Well…There is Roxanne. She came two days ago after being away for a month and she looks pale and weak and lately she was getting really fat.”

“Roxanne? Where is she?”

“In her room. She almost passed out during her show”

Deimos kissed Satine and gave her a drachma. “Thank you babe.”

I’ve seen the world, lit it up as my stage now Channeling angels in, the new age now Hot summer days, rock and roll

Deimos opened the door. Roxanne was on the bed. She was pale lying on it. But even with her weakness she tried to look sexy when she saw that Deimos entered to visit her.

“Darling! Long time…”

Deimos made a hand move that meant to be quiet.

“Not now Roxanne. I did not come for your company.”

Roxanne got on her four legs and moved towards the border of the bed. Her body was only covered with a transparent silk dress. She touched Deimos leg in a soft delicate touch. “What happened sir? Have I been a bad girl?”

Deimos grabbed Roxanne’s hair and pushed her head against the mattress.

“Do not play with me. Why Roxanne?”

“Sir…You are…”

“Why you killed a baby?”

Roxanne closed her eyes. Tears went down her face as she sobbed” He…He’s dead?”

“Who’s the father?”

“He told me… He was weak…He had to die. My boy was weak and had to die.”

“II won’t ask it again: who…Is…The…Father?”

“Phob…”Roxanne couldn’t talk. Tears were stopping her and her sobs were louder than before.

Deimos backed up as if he had got electro shocked. He knew his brother only had girls.

“Is he one of…”

Roxanne nodded. Deimos punched her. He sat on the floor while Roxanne cried on the bed bleeding. He had to kill the boy. He was a danger, the son of his enemy, the son of the god that had driven to madness Kitten and his twins, the reason Kitten didn’t had any more kids. No, he would not kill the boy. He would raise him as his own, make him powerful and use him against his enemy, use him against Phobetor. But Roxanne…She could talk to Phobetor, she could tell someone. She had to die if that baby wanted to have a future. His spear appeared on his hand, he wasn’t thinking.

“Sir, no…No” She turned pale when she saw the metal blade and tried to run but it was too late. Deimos had already stabbed her. She fell on the bed, eyes wide open. Deimos closed them and cleaned the blade. It was done, it had to be done. He walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light  Those days are over  You don’t have to sell your body to the night  Roxanne, you don’t have to wear that dress tonight  Walk the streets for money  You don’t care if it’s wrong or if it’s right

 “Sir, can we talk?”

Deimos drank from his whisky glass. He was sitting at the bar ignoring all the mortals and the dancers. It was his fourth glass, his first empty bottle.

“When will you call me father Gareth?”

The man shivered. “Can we talk…Father?”

Deimos looked at him, eyes red from crying. He was still deciding what to do with the baby and all the memories of the past hours came to him.

“I… I went to the alley and saw Bambi. What is Bambi doing with a baby?”

“Roxanne had a baby… With Phobetor”

The man sat down next to Deimos. He asked for a glass and another bottle of whisky and told the waitress to leave them alone.

“Phobetor as in the god?”The man pored whisky on his own glass and in Deimos’ glass.

Deimos drank again.

“And Bambi is there… Why?”

“I am trying to decide what to do.”

The man touched Deimos’ hand. “They discovered it right?”

“She’s dead and he…Ashton…” Deimos drank again.

The man sighed. “Then it is not the best moment.”

“For what?”

“It is time for me to go with my siblings.”

Deimos dropped the glass. Time had stopped. He couldn’t hear the music from the girls’ shows; he couldn’t hear his own heart. One of his fears was coming to life and he wasn`t ready to fight it.

“Father… You saved me from getting killed in the Great Terror. I was a mortal and you…Took me to your palace. You gave me a life and made me the man I am. You gave me a family and let me live protecting this and your kids but it is time for me to go.”

“Gar…”The voice did not come out.” Is it because something I did?”

“No. It is not you. I just want…To finally rest. It has been too many years…”

Deimos looked at his son.”When…And how?”

“I…Poison maybe…And I wanted your approval.”

Deimos closed his eyes. “Let me do it.”

“Dad”

“Gareth…I have lost a son. If I am losing another, let me guide you to it.”He swallowed.

Garreth sighed and took his father’s hand. The god’s hand was cold but sweaty at the same time.

“Dad. I grew in your palace. I know you are afraid but take that boy. Give him the opportunity you gave me. You can redeem, you can have a kid and raise him to be a good man. And Kitten will be happy. You know after Victor and Julia, Kitten has wanted to pay revenge against Phobetor. If you raise that boy like your own and dad’s… And learn about the past, Phobetor will fear you.”

Deimos left the glass on the bar and kissed his son’s forehead. He took a drachma and put it in his hand.”Who is taking care of the Moulin?”

“Satine. You will have to talk to her… She is happy to be chosen but she wants your approval.”

“And the blessing.”Deimos stood up.”You should do it in Roxanne’s room.”

Unconditional, unconditionally  I will love you unconditionally  There is no fear now  Let go and just be free  I will love you unconditionally

 Deimos cleaned his eyes when he got out of the Moulin. Too many emotions in a day. His son’s last words were still in his head. A bag full of things for Phobos and him was in his hand and with the other he tried to light up a cigarette. Bambi moved towards his owner.

“We are taking him home. And yes I will give you the biggest dove in mom’s palace.”Deimos looked down. He threw the cigarette to the floor and kneeled down to grab the baby. The baby was asleep. Deimos smiled getting the baby as near as he could to his body and smiled at Bambi.

“We will have a family again Bambi. “

Deimos opened his chariot door and the snake got in first. Then Deimos let the boy down and put the seat belt so anything would happen to him. “Tomorrow you will wake up home, Gary.”