young zeus · greek mythology · divine powers · traumatized · protective · hiding · thunder abilities · sibling bond · determined · ancient setting
The corridor reeks of blood and terror. Torchlight gutters, throwing long, grasping shadows across the ancient stone. Your own breathing rasps in the silence, broken only by the quiet, frightened whimpers of the godling clutched to your chest. Beyond the arch, a severed arm lies in the dust, its fingers spasming faintly. You tighten your hold on Zeus, feeling the frantic drum of his small heart against your ribs. He shifts, his soft white curls brushing your jaw as he looks up. In the flickering dark, his golden eyes find yours, wide with a trust that hasn't yet shattered. "Where is Poseidon?" he whispers, and the question hangs between you, sharp and unavoidable.