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I stared in admiration at what was once the Temple of Delphi.

Wow!

To think that over a thousand years ago people from all over the ancient world came here to pray to the god Apollo and ask for answers from the oracle. I fixed my braided hair, adjusted my kaki messenger bag, and started up the steps, feeling the warm rays of the early-morning sun on my back. It was a beautiful summer morning, the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in the sky. It made me feel like I was being watched over by Apollo himself. Unbeknownst to me, I really was.

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Apollo watched as the (h/c) haired woman strolled through his temple at Delphi. His golden hair with its ever present cowlick shining in the light of the sun and his sapphire eyes were transfixed on this maiden, as he watched her on the clouds of Mt. Olympus. She was beautiful! Her (e/c) eyes rivaled the stars and her face was carved by Aphrodite’s cherubs. On top of that she was not only pure of body, but of soul. He couldn’t help but fall in love with her. It was instantaneous! Love at first sight.

Damn! He REALLY needed to not hang out with Cupid as much. He had had a really bad track record with women. He had never been able to fall truly in love. The closest he had ever gotten was with Cassandra of Troy. She had betrayed him and he wasn’t going to let that happen again.

This time it was different. He gave into temptation.

He was going to go down there and walk with her. Invisible, of course.

She’d scream and never come back if some random guy fell from the sky and walked beside her while in a toga!

He beamed himself down to Earth and began to walk beside her through the temple ruins to the Tholos. On the way there he got a good reading off of her, like he was reading the stats off a baseball card. Her name was (full name), but went by (nickname). She was twenty one at most, with a deep love of poetry and stories. She was an artist. A musician, specializing in wind instruments ((A/N: Most of the time Reader-Chan plays the guitar in these stories so this time I changed it up!)). She seemed so bright and full of life. But she also seemed to be carrying a burden that she couldn’t quite shake off.

She sat down in front of the sanctuary, cross legged and set her bag down beside her. He sat down next to her. She sighed.

“You know what, Apollo?” she thought aloud, her (country) accent evident in her voice, “You and I are in the same boat.”

He looked at her confused. How on Gaia could this perfect woman and he, a god who had killed millions of people, be anywhere near the same boat?

“I mean we’ve both been used and taken advantage of and used. And whenever either of us seems to fall in love it blows up in our face. Like recently with me and my ex.”

He nodded. It was true. He had been used by women before. And that was probably the burden he sensed she was carrying. And it seemed like the more time he spent with her the more he was drawn to her.

“I’d love to get out of this slump I’ve been in for a while now. Every time I have a break up, my songs mimic a Taylor swift song. I came here to find my muse again. I need to bring myself out of this!” She put her head in her hands and sat there.

He smirked. That was all he had to hear. He decided to take her to his REAL sanctuary down here on Earth. One untouched by man, and totally secluded. She would be able to find it. He just had to guide her to it. He shifted into the form of a fawn and stood in front of her and took her bag in his mouth.

Now or never.

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I looked up to see a fawn standing in front of me. I blinked. Usually fawns are scared of people. This one was border line fearless. I cautiously reached out a hand out to it.

“Hey little guy. You lost? Where’s your-” It took off running, with my bag in tow.

“HEY STOP!” I jumped up and took off running after the fawn.

*Time Skip*

After chasing the fawn for what seemed like forever, it finally dropped my bag in front of a beautiful lake with swans, well away from the Tholos. I jogged over panting, picking up my bag. I lost sight of the fawn, but as I looked around I stiffened.

On the other side of the lake was a small pantheon like structure, surrounded by laurel trees. ((A/N: Pic: rometour.org/ancient-roman-vil… )) The type you only see in paintings or stories. How far away was I from the Tholos?

I decided to go in and see if I could find someone to tell me where I’m at. I mean the structure seemed to be in excellent shape, so SOMEONE had to be here.

I circled around and entered through the front. I quickly walked through the column lined structure, and exited out onto a walk way, which was surrounded by beautiful pink flowers and over looked the ocean. ((A/N: Here’s a pic: www.capitanoago.com/foto/pb200… )) Still finding no one, I continued walking admiring the structure and flowers as I went. Lyre music swept through the area as I pressed ever forward. I soon found myself in the actual garden of sorts. It had a walkway lined with statues of Greek gods and ended in a pavilion with a statue of Apollo and Daphne in the center. ((A/N: Garden pic: www.cfhdf.gr/images/garden/pho… minus the statues lining it. I couldn’t figure out what that statue in the picture is so I swapped it with this: 1.bp.blogspot.com/-iF-eH3s42eY… )) I gasped. It was the most beautiful place I had ever seen in my entire life.

As I stared at the sight in awe, I was startled by a male’s voice.

“Hello.” It sounded as though he was right behind me.

‘CRAP!’ I thought. ‘I must be trespassing! I’m SOOOO going to be thrown in jail!’

“No worries. You’re not in trouble, miss (f/n). In fact I’m glad you’re here.”

I turned around. How the hell did he-DAMN!

He was a tall golden haired man with a stubborn cowlick and a pair of sapphire eyes that put the actual jewels to shame. His skin was toned and sun kissed, and he wore a white angel’s toga. He made those Calvin Klein models look like ugly ducklings. I stood there gaping at this fantastic specimen of a man when I realized he was probably the owner I was looking for.

“I’m sorry for intruding sir, but I was just-”

“Trying to figure out where you are?” He finished for me. I slowly nodded. Damn this guy is GOOD!

He smiled, lighting up his entire face. “You’re in my garden. The Garden of Apollo, dudette.” He reached out his hand, took my hand in his grasp, and kissed my knuckles. I blushed.

Wait a second. HIS garden. The garden of…!

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Apollo looked up and smirked; watching the gears in the girl’s head turn as she processed the info.

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“Apollo? As in THE god Apollo. You’re…” I said dumb founded. The garden. The lyre music. The fawn that LED me here. The swans in the lake. The laurel trees all over the place. The fricken statue of APOLLO & DAPHNE! ((A/N: The lyre, fawn, swan, laurel trees are all symbols of Apollo. The story of Apollo and Daphne is here: www.pantheon.org/articles/d/da… ))

“Yep,” he said. So she finally figured it.

“You’re APOLLO! THE GOD OF THE SUN! YOU HEARD ME TALKING TO YOU!” I exclaimed in disbelief. I was shocked. I didn’t even think that he would be actually listening to little old’ me. And honestly, I felt like hugging him right now!

“Yes. I am.” He said standing up and pulling me closer into an embrace. I blushed. I was being hugged by a Greek god. It was great, but there was one thing that was eating me.

“Why did you bring me here?” I asked. This was nice and all, but why would a god want me here in his garden?

“I feel very drawn to you. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before from any other woman. Don’t you feel something like that?”

I did actually. I felt compelled to be with him always. I nodded.

“On top of that you said you needed my help on getting out of your musical slump. So I see no reason not to spend time with you. Come on.”

He took me by the arm and walked with me through the garden.

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Cupid watched as his most recent match, strolled through the garden, his chocolate brown hair framing his glowing green eyes and complementing his dark complexion ((A/N: *gasp* SPANIARDS IN THE SKY!)). He smiled. This was perfect. All they need to do is kiss and the seal would be made, and they would be bound forever.

He heard a distinct flapping of wings.

Uh oh! Cock block at 12 o’clock.

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We were having a great time when out of nowhere this happened.

“VE~! APOLLO~!” ((A/N: You really don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out who this is.))

We both looked up to see a man come tumbling out of the sky, tackling Apollo. He was a shorter man with caramel eyes and chocolate brown hair that had an unusual curl off to one side. He was dressed like Hermes, winged sandals, helmet and all. I chuckled. You know for someone whose been flying for over a millennia he really needs to work on his landing.

“DUDE! GET OFF!” Apollo growled, picking himself up off the ground, and brushing himself off. “What is it?”

“VE~? Oh! Right! Apollo, you’re-a needed at Mt. Olympus.”

“What the hell for? Can’t they see I’m busy?” He argued with the messenger gesturing over to me. I gulped. How was I dragged into this mess?

Hermes then turned and finally noticed me! He smiled, lighting up his entire face. “WOW! A pretty Bella!”

“Focus dude!” Apollo said snapping the messenger’s attention back to him, “Why am I needed back at Olympus?”

Hermes shrugged. “I-a don’t know, but Zeus just-a asked me to-a get everyone up there.”

Apollo sighed. “Fine I’ll head on up. You start up without me. I’ll be there soon.”

“Alrighty then! Bye, Apollo! Bye, Bella!”

And with a shaky take off, he was soon gone.

Apollo sighed, shaking his head. Damn he really didn’t want to go. He wanted to spend more time with (nickname). But when his father ordered him to do something he better do it. But he had an idea.

“Let me take you home.”

“Uh, Ok?” I said unsure. How are we going to do that? I live over in Athens; It over two hours to get here, by bus. HOW…wait I keep forgetting I’m with a GOD! Nothing’s impossible.

“Take my hand.” He said holding it out for me to take.

I took it without hesitation. He whistled with his other hand and out of the blue came a golden chariot with a sun carving, equipped with FLAMING HORSES from the sky, and landed right in front of us.

My jaw dropped. There was no freaking way.

He started to pull me toward the chariot.

I sighed.

My neighbors would be reporting UFO’s to the Grecian government all day.

*Time skip*

“Here we are.” He said almost reluctantly as we stopped in front of my balcony leading into the loft I rented. It was made of brick with large windows, facing the west ((A/N: Kind of like this: davidblankphoto.com/Brick-Loft . Use it for what your entire home looks like)).

I stepped off the chariot onto my balcony.

“Well, I guess is goodbye.” It really hurt to say that. I didn’t want to go.

“It doesn’t have to be. Can I see you again?” He asked. Looking into his eyes, I could tell leaving me wasn’t easy for him either.

“Yes. Yes, I would like that a lot.”

“GREAT! Then meet me at your window at sunset. See you later!” And with that he shot me a winning smile and took off into the sky.

I watched him till I couldn’t see him anymore. I sighed leaning up against the door leading inside. Damn! Was it impossible to say I was in love with a man that I meet only hours ago? Well it wasn’t since I was completely head over heels for him.

I unlocked the door, and entered my furnished loft. I tossed my keys into the tray, and headed to my room to change.

My room was the best room of the house. The walls where a beautiful (f/c) with a beautiful four poster bed that looked like a tree, with branches climbing out and joining together at the top to form a birds nest, complete with my (f/c) sheets. ((A/N: The bed looks like this: www.slmetalworks.com/portfolio… )) I changed into my white peasant top, crystal earrings, favorite pair of jean shorts, and gladiator sandals. ((A/N: Top: www.pyramidcollection.com/item… ; Earrings: www.pyramidcollection.com/item… ; Sandals: www.pyramidcollection.com/item… )) I then walked over to my music stand and sat down. I pulled out my pocket trumpet ((A/N: you pick the color: www.google.com/search?q=colore… I THINK THEY’RE SO CUTE!!!!!!)). For the first time in a long time I felt inspired again.

*TIME SKIP*

I sighed putting down the trumpet. The song was coming along good. It had taken me most of the day but I was doing well. I stretched looking out my bed room window. Where had the day gone? It was nearly sunset now. Apollo would be here soon.

The doorbell rang. I frowned. I wasn’t expecting anyone. So who would be here?

I went to the door and opened it.

I scowled. It was my ex.

“We need to talk, babe.” He said stepping forward.

“No we don’t. Now go away.” I said intent on slamming the door in his face. He put his foot in the door and entered the loft and started toward me.

“Now, sweetheart, don’t be like that. I love you.”

“LIKE HELL YOU DO! YOU WANTED TO USE ME AND THEN KICK ME TO THE CURB!”

“Now, honey. I was never going to do that to you.”

“BS! You lying piece of-“

He kissed me on the cheek cutting me off. I looked at my balcony. APOLLO! NO! He looked pissed. I couldn’t believe that I let this bastard get away with kissing me.

I broke away and slapped him. He held his hand over his cheek where he was hit.

“GET OUT!” I shouted. Apollo would never forgive me for this!

I started shouting words in Greek at him, which would have given me a mouth full of soap back home, while I picked up things and threw them at him. He ran out of the building. I slammed the door shut and leaned against the door, staring at the balcony. Apollo was gone. I broke down sobbing.

No! How could I of let this happen?!?

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Cupid looked as the sky filled with fire and plague began to sweep through Athens.

NO! This wasn’t how this was supposed to end! He had to stop this!

(f/n) hadn’t betrayed Apollo! She still loved him!

He flew down and entered her loft.

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“Senorita?”

I looked up to see a chocolate haired man with green eyes crouched over me. He had white wings, a toga similar to Apollo’s, sandals, with a bow and quiver of arrows strapped to his back. I wiped my eyes free of tears.

“Y-Yes? C-Can I help you?” I said, my voice wavering from me crying.

He offered his hand. I took it and he helped me up. He then guided me to my couch and sat me down.

“My name is Cupid. And you have to stop Apollo!”

“Stop him from what? And why me? He probably hates me, after what happened.”

“What is Apollo the god of?”

“Easy. The sun, music, prophecy, healing, and…oh, dear!”

Cupid nodded. “Plague. He is also is the god of plague. And he is going to unleash it on the world, because he is heartbroken that he lost you! Do you know what happened last time someone cheated on Apollo?”

I shook my head.

“The Black Plague hit Europe! You HAVE to stop him.”

“Why me? Can’t Zeus stop him?”

Cupid shook his head.

“No. Zeus is incapaz to stop him!”

“But why me?”

Cupid looked at me, and said. “The two of you are soul mates, senorita. Your soul is bound to his and his to yours. Only you can calm him down before it’s too late! LOOK!”

He pulled me to the windows. I gasped. The sky was ablaze with fire and locusts swarmed throughout the city.

He clutched me by the arms tightly.

“There is not much time left you have to stop him!”

He released me. It was great to know he still loved me. I would help. But there was one stumbling block.

“But where is he then?”

“Santorini! On the cliff.”

I face palmed.

“THAT’S NINE HOURS AWAY! HOW AM I GOING TO GET THERE IN TIME!?!?!?!?!”

“I’ll teleport you there. Please hurry, (f/n)!”

“I will! Now do it!”

Cupid snapped his fingers, and suddenly I was surrounded by a swarm of red hearts and wing began to blow. Over all the wind, I heard Cupid.

“Good luck, (f/n)! May the Fates be with you.”

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Apollo stood there at the edge of the cliffs, with his bow and arrows. ((A/N: If you’ve never been to Santorini, like me, here’s the pic: www.greecepicturetour.com/pict… )) His eyes were still red from crying. He was heartbroken over seeing his (f/n) being kissed by another man. He levitated off the ground. His eyes turned gold and he began glowing gold, and he grabbed a poisoned arrow out of his quiver. He put it on the bow and pulled back on the string, aiming it at Greece.

This was for his broken heart.

“APOLLO! DON’T DO IT!”

He froze. (F/n)! There was no way!

He turned and there she was standing there.

Her eyes were full of tears. She looked so upset.

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“Please Apollo! Don’t do it!” I cried out to him again.

“YOU BETRAYED ME!” he shouted, tears renewing in his eyes.

“No I didn’t Apollo! I would never betray you!” I shouted back.

“Then prove to me that you wouldn’t.” He said.

How on Earth was I going to do…!

EUREKA!

“Then come down here.” I called out.

He slowly lowered himself back down to Earth, putting the arrow back in the quiver.

“Come here, please.” I said calmly.

He slowly walked toward me. When he was within arm’s length, I smiled and asked: “Bend down please you’re too damn tall!”

He obliged.

“Now what?”

“Now…This!”

I wrapped my arms around his neck kissed him passionately on the lips. His eyes opened wide in surprise, but closed them, and kissed back, wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him

After a few minutes, we broke away for air. He looked me and smiled. He cupped my face with one hand and in the other he conjured up a cup filled with a ruby liquid, which he kept behind his back.

“(F/n), will you be my mate forever and always?”

I nodded.

“Then drink all of this and be with me forever.” He said, pulling out the golden chalice with its ruby red contents from behind his back.

Ambrosia. That was the only think it could be.

I took the cup from his hand and drank all its contents. It kind of tasted like wine, the kind of wine that they offer you at church during penance.

He smiled and took the cup from me and returned it to where ever it came from. He took me into his arms and held me. He kissed me and rested his forehead against mine. “I love you, (f/n).”

I smiled. “I’m yours. Forever and always, Apollo.”