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"Brandon" informed his son that it was in fact Prometheus who provoked the storm, That figures, he thought. Ares was well aware of their history together. Zeus also instructed not to do anything, even run if they were to provoke him! But the god of war could only laugh when his father said to fight and win if worse comes to worse, "I have no intention of losing," pride emanated from his voice.

"I must warn you and your Uncle Hades about your attitudes," he continued. "You must not get carried away. I can't afford either of you jeopardizing our family. Peace will remain for as long as no one fights. Do you understand, Ares?"

Oh, he understood, he just didn't care, but before he could protest a wave swept over him much like Typhon's cry from earlier, followed by a boom from his phone, Zeus asking a rhetorical question which led to his own, "What the hell is it now?" Seconds went by as Ares called repeatedly for his father once more, when the thunder god finally did answer he hastily exclaimed instructions to summon his sisters to their private manor and hung-up without letting his son get in another word.

As much as he hated taking orders from him, out of mere concern for the well being of his brethren, though pestering as they can be. Gather his sisters? There so many though... however he knew Zeus meant the ones here in L.A., but needed to prioritize which one to pick up first. Athena and Artemis could handle themselves best, which left Aphrodite...

He dialed her cell number, knowing that she was more than likely not at home at this time of day; he also knew that his caller ID would alert her of its urgency as he never called anyone if there wasn't severe news.

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A sensation that had nothing to do with his current activity swept over him, making him pause for a moment. "Coeus..." he murmured.

Another smile crept upon his filthy lips, "Finally."

The war had begun.

No, resumed.



Hear the Ghost of Violence.