A Father's Love
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Tempest drank down the contents of her glass bottle as she paced the marble floor of her home....her temple in Egypt. Long forgotten, it was shielded from mortal eyes by magic. Protected. Something pulled at her. Toyed with her. An inkling at the back of her mind. Ever since she caught a glimpse of that Phantom Queen's eyes. Something about those lilac hues, brought up something buried deep inside of her. She could feel it in her soul, but it was just out of reach. And it annoyed the hell out of Tempest. The silk of her traditional Egyptian robes brushed the marble floors as she walked the length of the temple. Turned with a brush of sound before she began pacing to the other side. And with each step and draw of the Ambrosia in her bottle, came another flash of brilliant lightning from the dark storm clouds outside. Turning night into day in response to her mood. The wind howled within the desert, sending mortals into their homes. She knew full well they cowered. And they should.

Tempest took another long draw from the bottle before she threw it across the temple. She hated this. Hated feeling alone. Hated feeling..... "Abandoned?" Her father asked as he materialized behind her. Tempest tensed as she looked out at the desert. Her father knew her all too well. Finishing her thoughts and naming the feeling that had been sending her into darkness. Styxx' jaw tightened as he walked up behind her and put a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Its all right to be angry, baby. To hurt...." He said gently to comfort her. His words only set a flash of lightning across the sky as he saw the Nile rise up in a splash. Tempest shook her head. "This is why I don't let people in.....You let them in. Let them see you. And then poof....they're gone. And you're left alone with nothing but questions." Tempest muttered bitterly. She shook her head. "I know....sometimes the memories are worth the pain. Sometimes not. But to feel that pain is to accept that you ha e humanity. To feel this.....means you have not become numb. You're not Ares." He said, feeling how she tensed at the mention of the God.

Styxx moved closer and pressed a kiss to her temple as he saw the silent tears on her cheek. "The most beautiful heart is the one that can love even while it bleeds. That can beat even after its been crushed. And your heart is so beautiful, daughter. In time.....it will be cherished as you deserve." He said softly as he wiped at her pale cheeks. "I didn't love him! I just...." Tempest looked away and Styxx smiled a bit. "You felt connected. Kindred. Sometimes that is better than love...or harder to escape." He said as he looked at the sky. "You'll be all right, baby....." He said as he kissed her temple again, hugging her tightly. "Rage if you must but know it won't ease the wound. And the guilt you would feel harming innocents would not be something you could survive." Styxx said as he held her close. His words gave her comfort as Tempest closed her eyes and let it out slowly. Calmly. Another deep breath. In. Out. In. Out. With each slow breath, the storm seemed to slowly calm. To ebb. The wind gentle to a winter caress. The river waters slowed their rippling waves. The clouds slowly began to lighten as the rumble of thunder softened to whispers. Styxx smiled a bit. "Thats my girl." He said as he hugged her. Tempest hugged her father tightly before she kissed his cheek. "I love you, edera..." The Greek Prince said as he held her close. "Thank you...." She said as she took a deep breath. Styxx smiled as he kissed the top of her head.

"Christmas is coming.....you will be there, won't you?" He asked as he looked down at her. Tempest sighed a bit before she nodded. "Yeah....Ill be there," she said heavily as he tapped her chin. "Good.....Now go for a swim.....or find your demon. Let him soothe your edges." Styxx said before he left her. Tempest smirked a bit. If only Luke came when she called but alas.....she had not seen him in so long, she doubted hed answer. 

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