Author: Kate
Pairing: Ares/Joxer-Angel, Cordellia/Spike, Giles/Ethan/Willow
Ratings: Same as usual
Summary: The Family comes together
The Warrior Found? 4: Family Reunited
by Kate
Ares sat with Angel holding Spike between them three days after Ares had arrived in Sunnydale. Angel had raised Spike so that made him Ares' son too. Spike had woken up and had everything explained to him before he'd curled back up and gone to sleep. Now resting between his Two fathers.
Ethan/Hermes came back into the bedroom with Giles as they tried to decide what to do now. Although, they all knew what needed to be done. It was time to contact the family on Olympus.
Hermes walked to the fire place and spoke into it. Angel wasn't exactly sure what was said and Ares was still too tired to translate so Angel just decided to wait it out. Something told him he was in no danger here. Just as something told him he wouldn't have to always answer to Joxer even though he knew sometimes he would.
Anyway, he needed to focus on the now because things were happening in the room.
First appeared an older man that Hermes named Zeus. Next was a blond woman with a rather busty chest that Hermes named Aphrodite. After her came her scarred husband, Hephaestus. Angel saw Spike look at them both with want. After them came four more people Angel/Joxer knew: Cupid, Strife, Bliss and Eris. Finally came three other people. Angel/Joxer knew them as
well although he'd only met the man in black armor once in person. Hades, Persephone and Hera arrived.
"ARES!" Zeus and Hera cried happily upon seeing their missing son.
Ares felt a warm surge of love from them an instant before he was engulfed in a hug the likes of which he'd never really known. But, because his parents were happy, he allowed it.
"It's so good to see you again son," Zeus exclaimed. "We've been waiting so long for this day."
"Joxer called me," Ares said as he squeezed Angel's hand. "My beloved Joxer called me from the prison I was trapped in. I thought he was lost."
"No," Hades said softly. "He wasn't lost Ares, he was waiting for the right time. Hiding from those fools until the time was right."
Ares nodded and looked down at Spike who had again fallen asleep. He brushed the bleached blond locks off his Consort's Childe's face and lightly kissed his cheek.
"Who else still lives father?" Ares asked quietly. Zeus sighed and watched Ares with his new child.
"Most of us lived. You were the only person lost temporarily. Your grandfather Cronus however...He died to save us all. Everyone will want to see you when you feel up to it. And we've brought you all ambrosia so you cannot be killed," Zeus said. Ares nodded and watched as his immediate family paced around the room. He smiled as he felt the weight of the last 2,000 years lift from his mind. He was free, he had his mate back and a new son. His family was together and apparently healed of the psychosis they'd suffered from. Life was good enough. For now.
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Maggie Walsh, Eve, stood outside the cell door listening to the screams of the Soul Seeker as he felt shock therapy. Yet he still refused to say what she wanted him to. Damn the man was stubborn. And strong too. He was going to be harder to break than she thought. Oh, well. All the sweeter when he did break.
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Outside of Sunnydale, a black car pulled into the motel parking lot.
The man who got out of it could have been a ringer for Ares except he was clean shaven. Around his waist was a belt with the Greek words "War, Wisdom, Justice" inscribed on the buckle. He sat on the hotel bed and looked at a picture tucked into his wallet of a smiling man with black hair and green eyes and pale skin. Hugh Pendragon. His beloved.
Armond Marceaux checked his gun to be sure it was loaded and began to prepare to search for Hugh here. All clues led to this place. Or, to be more accurate, a bunker/military installation under it. Armond was going to get his friend and lover back. Even if he had to declare War on the people who had taken him. There would be blood for this outrage. No one took the Warrior's love from him. No one dared to touch the Soul Seeker without fear of reprisal. And Armond was going to Reprise the people who had taken Hugh.
Armond took his belt off and held it in front of him so the image of Ares was not distorted by the light.
"War. Wisdom. Justice." Armond said to himself. "War. Wisdom. Justice. I hope these bastards are ready to receive them all."
He would give them War for taking Hugh.
He would teach them the Wisdom of not meddling with things they did not understand.
He would bring Justice upon them.
War.
Wisdom.
Justice.
Armond fell asleep with those words running through his head. Hs purpose in life was based around the words on his belt. War. Wisdom. Justice.
end part 4