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turning in a confused circle you blinked. moments ago you were alone in your bed but now, you stood in a dark ominius space. heat from underground magma flows wafted in the thick sooty air. breathing was difficult and your eyes watered. it was so black that you had no idea how far you could walk before you hit something, although you were afraid to move. your bare feet could feel the rough, sharp rocks of the uneven ground.
"a human female?" a deep voice grumbled from what seemed to be all around you. you trembled. there was a cold darkness in that voice, like an evil had pulled itself from the ground and you were enveloped in it.
"h-hello?" you stammered reaching out slowly, scared of what you might find. you felt if you reached to far, something might bite your hand off.
suddenly hands girpped at your hips as someone pulled close to your back, their face pressing to your neck. as you let out a shocked scream, their grip tightened as they inhaled deeply.
"how tantelizingly," said the voice, sending a shudder through you. you desperately wanted to pull away from this man, creature, being, what ever. it's entire aura screamed dangerous, and the feeling of it's touch was like he was on fire, and not in a good way. more like having red hot coals pressed to your skin. "i rarely get guests, forgive the... atmostsphere..." and then a deep rumbling laugh shook the ground and you were let go. "my, my, you seem to be quite frightened by me," a snide chuckle.
"who... who are you? where am i?" you stammer finally getting up the courage to speak.
"who am i? why you poor puny little mortal. you don't know do you?" there was a pause as the aura circled you, "you are in the pressence of Lord Kronos, leader of the Titans,"
"lord... Kronos," you muttered looking down in thought. "but, but that's just greek mythology! i learned about it in collage. those are just stories!" suddenly those scoldong hands grabbing your shoulders and you were shook violently.
"silence woman! bah, mythology," you were shoved away and hit the jagged rocks beneath you roughly. you gave a yelp as pain shot up your leg from your ankle. you stared into the blackness as tears welled in your eyes. "those stupid, banishing me here, they will pay," he snarled as the aura circled again.
rubbing your ankle you suddenly felt his scorching hands push yours aside and run down from your knee to your ankle. you sat up and stared in the darkness at where you assumed he would be. "my apoligies, my anger often gets the best of me," he said as you winced, "it is merely sprained, allow me," and slowly the pain beneath his hands seemed to edge away. it might have been your imagination but his painful heat seem to dull down. "better?" he asked and you wiggled your foot, then gave a nod.
"yes, thank you," you whispered feeling your cheeks flare. this god, this titan, he seemed so childlike. first he was menacing and sadistic, then violent and distructive, now... gentlemanly. you were very intereged by this Titan. you felt his hands take both of yours and your were pulled to your feet.
"i am pleased, it would be a shame to damage such a fine frame," the smugness in his tone lingered in the air as he let your hands go. you rubbed you hands over your arms. feeling a slight invisible pull and you looked around blankly.
"pity, it seems your sub concious wanderings are over. you'll be waking up soon," Kronos said running his the backs of his fingers over your cheek.
"my... my sub concious?" you repiled confused. was this all just dream?
"mmm, yes, little mortal, your sub concious, but, perhaps you will return again, to the pits a tarturus and we will meet again,"
"i... i don't really understand but," you risked moving your hands to touch his, "but i'll try to come back,"
there was a chuckle, "silly mortal," he whispered and suddenly his lips were pressed to yours. the kiss was short and chaste and then you found yourself jolting upright in your bed. sweat covered your body, and your throat was raspy and sore. you certianly felt as if you had been in there, breathing in that thick air, standing in that heat. shaking your head you flipped the blankets back then stared at your ankle. seriously bruised, but not swollen. confusion welled into your head again as you ran your fingers over your lips, still feeling the heat of his.
maybe tonight? maybe you'd see him again? maybe...

Description
turning in a confused circle you blinked. moments ago you were alone in your bed but now, you stood in a dark ominius space. heat from underground magma flows wafted in the thick sooty air. breathing was difficult and your eyes watered. it was so black that you had no idea how far you could walk before you hit something, although you were afraid to move. your bare feet could feel the rough, sharp rocks of the uneven ground.
"a human female?" a deep voice grumbled from what seemed to be all around you. you trembled. there was a cold darkness in that voice, like an evil had pulled itself from the ground and you were enveloped in it.
"h-hello?" you stammered reaching out slowly, scared of what you might find. you felt if you reached to far, something might bite your hand off.
suddenly hands girpped at your hips as someone pulled close to your back, their face pressing to your neck. as you let out a shocked scream, their grip tightened as they inhaled deeply.
"how tantelizingly," said the voice, sending a shudder through you. you desperately wanted to pull away from this man, creature, being, what ever. it's entire aura screamed dangerous, and the feeling of it's touch was like he was on fire, and not in a good way. more like having red hot coals pressed to your skin. "i rarely get guests, forgive the... atmostsphere..." and then a deep rumbling laugh shook the ground and you were let go. "my, my, you seem to be quite frightened by me," a snide chuckle.
"who... who are you? where am i?" you stammer finally getting up the courage to speak.
"who am i? why you poor puny little mortal. you don't know do you?" there was a pause as the aura circled you, "you are in the pressence of Lord Kronos, leader of the Titans,"
"lord... Kronos," you muttered looking down in thought. "but, but that's just greek mythology! i learned about it in collage. those are just stories!" suddenly those scoldong hands grabbing your shoulders and you were shook violently.
"silence woman! bah, mythology," you were shoved away and hit the jagged rocks beneath you roughly. you gave a yelp as pain shot up your leg from your ankle. you stared into the blackness as tears welled in your eyes. "those stupid, banishing me here, they will pay," he snarled as the aura circled again.
rubbing your ankle you suddenly felt his scorching hands push yours aside and run down from your knee to your ankle. you sat up and stared in the darkness at where you assumed he would be. "my apoligies, my anger often gets the best of me," he said as you winced, "it is merely sprained, allow me," and slowly the pain beneath his hands seemed to edge away. it might have been your imagination but his painful heat seem to dull down. "better?" he asked and you wiggled your foot, then gave a nod.
"yes, thank you," you whispered feeling your cheeks flare. this god, this titan, he seemed so childlike. first he was menacing and sadistic, then violent and distructive, now... gentlemanly. you were very intereged by this Titan. you felt his hands take both of yours and your were pulled to your feet.
"i am pleased, it would be a shame to damage such a fine frame," the smugness in his tone lingered in the air as he let your hands go. you rubbed you hands over your arms. feeling a slight invisible pull and you looked around blankly.
"pity, it seems your sub concious wanderings are over. you'll be waking up soon," Kronos said running his the backs of his fingers over your cheek.
"my... my sub concious?" you repiled confused. was this all just dream?
"mmm, yes, little mortal, your sub concious, but, perhaps you will return again, to the pits a tarturus and we will meet again,"
"i... i don't really understand but," you risked moving your hands to touch his, "but i'll try to come back,"
there was a chuckle, "silly mortal," he whispered and suddenly his lips were pressed to yours. the kiss was short and chaste and then you found yourself jolting upright in your bed. sweat covered your body, and your throat was raspy and sore. you certianly felt as if you had been in there, breathing in that thick air, standing in that heat. shaking your head you flipped the blankets back then stared at your ankle. seriously bruised, but not swollen. confusion welled into your head again as you ran your fingers over your lips, still feeling the heat of his.
maybe tonight? maybe you'd see him again? maybe...