First Demonic Dragon

Zeus repeatedly tapped his finger in annoyance as he stared at the various empty seats within the gods’ meeting grounds

Fifty or so deities wasn’t exactly a lot, but it was the identity of some of the gods who were missing that was the problem.

Some were very influential in their pantheons, like Demeter, Yemoja, and Ryujin.

With these powerful figureheads missing and presumably on the side of the enemy, one had to wonder if any of their supporters and friends on this side would follow in their traitorous footsteps.

‘Besides that… how in the world are they finding him and joining his side so quickly??’ Zeus wondered to himself.

“Father..”

“Hm?”

Looking to his side, the god of thunder found his daughter Athena sitting with a stern and calculating look on her face.

He glanced at the bandaged stump where her left arm used to be and he felt his heart clench from the guilt.

“What is it, daughter?”

“Have you noticed..? The birds still aren’t here yet. They are usually sticklers for punctuality.”

Zeus’ eyes narrowed as he turned his gaze to the area where the angels usually sat.

His daughter was right, there wasn’t a single one of them here yet.

They aren’t a monolith, so it wouldn’t be strange for one or two of them to to still be trickling in, but for literally none of them to be in attendance was indeed concerning.

And it seemed like the other gods were beginning to notice this as well.

“The pigeons aren’t here…”

“They know that there was a meeting today, don’t they…?”

“Did they just decide not to come…?”

“Was that an option?”

“Hard to believe that any of the seven would have allowed that to occur…”

“You don’t think..?”

Gradually, the murmurs became louder and louder as time passed on.

Out of nowhere, a man suddenly stood up among the nords; one whom Seras would’ve found eerily familiar.

“Odin. What do you know?” Zeus asked as he leaned forward.

“…Heaven has been taken.”

“Taken?! As in plundered?!”

“No. Taken as in all seven layers and even the three kingdoms are gone, and inaccessible. Though I have no idea where exactly they have gone…”

Immediately, the entire place threatened to devolve into panicked chaos.

This was absolutely terrifying.

It was already frightening enough that an entire realm had gone missing, but the fact that it was the entire Christian heaven was almost unthinkable.

Since the angels hold a firm stronghold over the human’s religion with 31 percent, they also had the most power and influence.

Even the seven archangels were all equivalent to primordial gods, and were unbeatable when they were unified.

No one should have been able to just kidnap them!

But no one dared to doubt the words of Odin.

To gain the ability to see fates and experience visions, The All-Father had tested fate itself by hanging himself from Yggdrasil for nine nights and nine days.

While it doesn’t sound all that difficult to do for a god, it was a monumental feat.

Hence the reason why there were none who thought he may have been mistaken

At that moment, another woman stood up, this one from the roman pantheon.

She appeared to be middle aged, with long blonde hair and glowing white eyes.

“Fortuna? Please tell me that you have something pleasant to report and you aren’t going to make my headache worse…”

“…”

“…*Sigh* Go ahead…”

“My wheel was stolen as well. At one moment it was in my possession like normal, and in the next I could no longer feel it’s power or call it to me. I’ve no idea how this happened.”

By now, Zeus was quite literally on the verge of pulling his icy white hair out.

Fortuna’s wheel only worked on mortals, true, but there was no longer any telling what it could be made to do if it was ‘tampered’ with.

“Fuck… FUCKKK!!” Zeus struck the marble desk in front of him with all of his power and crushed it into rubble as lightning started to course along his body.

“Please, quell your anger, father.” Athena pleaded calmly. “Remember, all is not yet lost as we still have three of the six.

All we need to do is bring them near each other to collect the other pieces, and the blade will be reformed.

We can end this war in one fell swoop and render these moves of his useless.”

On the other side of him, Zeus’ wife Hera simply rolled her eyes and waived her hand to repair the destroyed desk in front of him.

Zeus nodded at this as he remembered that his daughter was correct.

In the end, any efforts, heaven defying or otherwise, would all be rendered useless once they reformed the first blade.

And then… Zeus would personally claim every treasure and great power that the dragon was keeping hidden in his horde.

–

Imani poked her head inside of her shared marital bedroom and sniffed the air twice before smiling.

“Where are you, little man..? Come out come out, wherever you are~”

She heard the sound of rustling coming from the other side of her room and tiptoed towards it’s source.

Holding her breath and trying to be as quiet as possible, she threw back the straw lid on her clothes hamper. “Found you!”

“Bwa!?”

Imani laughed adorably as she lifted baby Abaddon from what should have been a perfect hiding place.

Although judging by the look of confusion on his face, he didn’t seem to understand how in the world he had been found out.

Suddenly, two gusts of wind blew Imani and Abaddon’s hair and Yara and Asmodeus appeared in the room.

“Y-You two aren’t cheating, right?? How do you all keep finding him so fast when we said no powers!?”

“Maternal instinct, dear.” Yara smiled. “The greatest power ever known that is un-mimickable by man.”

“That feels a little sexist…”

“”You’ll get over it.””

Asmodeus only rolled his eyes as he sighed in defeat and pilfered little Abaddon from Imani’s grasp; ignoring her cries of protest.

“Sorry ladies, but hide and seek will have to be on hiatus for a bit. These two men have an appointment to keep.”

“What kind of appointment?” Imani asked suspiciously.

“I can’t tell you everything, darling, some creeds have to stay between men!”

“If you take our son to one of those perverted sports bar restaurants we are going to strangle you.”

“…What if we just genuinely wanted to go to eat?”

“”ASHMODAI!””

“What!? Is liking jalapeño poppers and draft beer a crime??”

“It is when the women bring it to you with their breasts popping out of their shirts!”

Asmodeus chuckled and finally gave up on teasing the girls.

He started to sink into the shadows on the floor, but not before he held out little Abaddon’s arm and made him wave good bye to his mothers.

Imani started to protest more when Yara discreetly grabbed her hand behind her back.

Once the two were gone, Yara grabbed her hand warmly and intertwined their fingers.

“We should try not to hog him so much. We’ve already gotten to raise Abaddon once before, but for Asmodeus this is all a new experience that won’t last very long.”

Imani seemed to realize that Yara was more right than she cared to admit.

Since Abaddon babified himself two days ago, he had spent 99% of the time with his parents.

Among that time, Asmodeus had been almost obsessively attentive, despite the fact that there was almost no real reason to be.

Abaddon was quite literally the easiest baby in the world to look after since he didn’t get hungry, poop, pee, or cry, and was invulnerable to physical harm.

Despite this, Asmodeus still worriedly attended to Abaddon like he was afraid he’d fall and cut his forehead.

“I suppose you’re right, ma chére.” Imani sighed. “But wha are we supposed to do while they are gone?”

“…”

“…”

*Wink.*

“I’ll cut out the lights.”

–

Asmodeus and Abaddon reappeared within their private suite at the stadium.

Darius and Hajun were already inside, and looked to have already started drinking too.

Once they saw little Abaddon sitting on Asmodeus’ shoulders with a miniature jersey on his torso, they admittedly brightened up.

Hajun: “Good to see the two of you made it!”

Darius: “The little lord has decided to grace us with his presence!”

Asmodeus rolled his eyes as he sat on the couch with the two slightly buzzed old men.

“Hope we didn’t miss anything. This one here is a real hide and seek professional.”

Darius laughed as he refilled his mug back to the top.

“He’s going to kill you for babying him when he’s back to normal.”

“Probably. But it will have been the highlight of my life.” Asmodeus hugged Abaddon and the young child returned it to the best of his ability.

“Yes, well when he sends you up in smoke, I’d like you to leave all your nice jewelry to me.”

Asmodeus noticed that his friend was already refilling his mug, and he raised his brow in confusion.

“Aren’t you hitting the sauce a little hard today, Darius? …More than usual I mean.”

Hajun nodded in agreement. “That’s his twentieth glass in seven minutes.”

The old dwarven dragon scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Ah, it’s nothing lads. Just a bit of a spat with the wives is all.”

“Uh-oh. Which one?”

“…All of em.”

Asmodeus and Hajun were actually mildly impressed.

Darius was married to over thirty women, and pissing off that many people at one time was a real skill.

“What’d you say exactly?” Asmodeus asked as he fed a peeled grape to Abaddon.

“What makes you think it was my fault?!”

“Hurry up and tell us before kickoff.” Hajun demanded.

“…I might’ve… possibly… stated that I do more work around the house than they do.”

Abaddon: “…Awa.”

Hajun: “…Wow…”

Asmodeus: “I see… so you like sleeping by yourself and jerking off into tissues.”

“A-All of you shut up! I just pointed out a small fact about who does more chores and housework!”

Asmodeus: “Because you’re an idiot.”

Hajun: “Who also doesn’t seem to want to have sex anytime soon…”

“I am not! I just made a true statement!”

“”That’s not the point.””

While the two men tried to help Darius see the error of his ways, baby Abaddon began rubbing his stomach and making an upset face.

“Nugh..”

*Poof!*

In a flash, Abaddon disappeared like he was never there.

“E-Eh?! Where’d the brat go?!” Darius panicked.

Asmodeus waived his hand uncaringly. “He’ll be back in a couple of minutes, don’t worry.”

“Focus on this tendency you have to put your foot in your mouth.” Hajun put down his own glass and abandoned his focus on kickoff.

Feeling cornered and embarrassed, Darius drank silently as Hajun and Asmodeus tried to get his head on straight.

But silently, he also wondered about just where little Abaddon could have gone…

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