The Horseman of War

The first time she saw him was at a meeting with the Roman Republic. Young, impressionable looking, and certainly not fitting in. The man slunk next to Caesar, shoulders canting downward whenever the almost-emperor so much as glanced his way. Monifa felt a rumble rising out her chest, and the woman quieted it. A silent inhale proved her suspicions, abuse, and golden eyes narrowed. She was here today on behalf of Egypt, on behalf of the new queen that she served, but Set take her if she would let an innocent suffer.

The month was in Spring, flowers blooming here in ways that they never did in Egypt, and the men themselves seemed restless. Once Caesar sat, she took the place opposite him, her robes loosely falling to the floor, hiding the dagger underneath. Monifa then cocked her head, and spoke.

Marius’ gaze flitted between Caesar and the woman as she sat opposite of him. Honestly, he wasn’t sure how the Egyptians had convinced Caesar to meet with someone who wasn’t male or the ruler of Egypt. But she seemed to exude power, like a rumble through the room.

The young senator kept his place at Caesars’ side, almost bowing his head when dark eyes were turned on him. He raised his head slightly when Caesar waved a hand, dismissing her seeming concern. Marius read it for what it was- anger. “This is Senator Marius, a former general of ours. He helps go over many of our political arrangements now. He is one of my prized assets.”

Marius nodded to the woman. “It is a pleasure,” he said, before taking his seat at Caesar’s left. Never the right; he knew better. He kept his eyes cast downward, never looking to Caesar, though occasionally looking to Monifa. He still kept close to Caesar.

Modern Mythology: Aphrodite

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She watched for hours upon hours at the scene in front of her, the place she once called home was now used for war. she wanted to feel hurt, wanted to feel pain wrapped around her once upon a time warm loving heart. Which she was pretty sure was dead and cold from the hatred it had developed for her friends— i’m sorry, ex-friends. She hears his questions, she sides eyes him, blinking a couple of times. She was enjoying this, a little too much…. wrong… yes. right—- yes. Allison glances back at the sight of her home and nods her head slowly. “Yes. Yes I am.” It was simple, it was soft the way she spoke to him. Allison cocked her head to the side, she wanted to be out THERE, she wanted to cause damage and hurt those who had hurt her all this time. Her fist tightens at the thought and she could feel herself boiling on the inside, ready to take action, but her feet were glued to the ground. She had more important thing to do right now, so she kept herself calm and waited for the right moment, she could wait. She knew she could. Turning on her heel, her focus was on the map laid out in front of them, she traced it with her eyes, then with her fingers. It was like she was actually feeling the town crumbling beneath her fingers, she smirked. Hearing his voice once more, she looked up at him, and to the map. “I can think of a few places.” She replied, arms crossed over her chest. “They’ll be like…. safety homes for them, places where they think they’d feel safe at… but….” She scoffed. “I doubt that. They’re smart… but are they ‘war’ smart?” “—–Maybe, it won’t be that easy finding them.” She began thinking again, maybe they weren’t war smart, didn’t know the hits or the steps for it, but protection was their key, she knew that much. “…. Cross out their homes.”

“They wouldn’t really be dumb enough to go home, would they?” He asked, crossing out the homes they had found. He didn’t expect an answer. It was true though. Initial sweeps of neighborhoods had shown only panicked, average humans had fled to their homes. The surplus of supernatural beings seemed to have hid elsewhere. The Beacon Hills would have made a great recruiting grounds before all of this.

He marked the building out off his map with red ink as Allison’s finger passed over each location. “There really are only a handful of places that are actually worth holding up in-- the police station, the hospital, the school, if it’s decent, the library maybe, here. There aren’t many in the way for public buildings. What about private buildings?” 

He paused, and his eyes trailed out the window, down into the panic below. “You know, I don’t need a bodyguard. I can survive without two. The sooner we get all of this out of the way, the sooner I can let you go... play with your friends.” He motioned his other guard over as he spoke, speaking quietly to her in Italian. The chimera’s eyes flashed to a brilliant green and she was heading out of the room, leaving only Allison and Marius.