“I told you what would happen if you disobeyed me!” The gods voice bounced of every wall, every crevice in the building, it seemed as though even the mountains shoved it back towards us in a desperate fight to keep themselves unnoticed.

Lightning struck the ground outside the old, marble temple, cracks waded their way through the floor, thunder shook it making wider cracks and causing the building to creak.

“If you don’t calm down this precious place of worship, solely for you by the way, will tumble down” The girl replies calmly

“you wouldn’t want that now would you? How would you get your daily dose of sacrifice.” The sarcasm only angered him more, she could feel the cold winds, hear the howling outside, like wolfs hunting, the outside world was being torn apart.

“How dare you come here and talk to me in that way. I am a god! You serve m-“

“I serve myself” She interrupts him before he could finish that marvellous speech. This does nothing to cool his anger.

“You are no god of mine, you were mearly a means to an end old man... or is it old thing? I mean your not human are you?”

“How! dare! you!” Emphasising each word, his face red as a ripe tomato, who knew gods could stoop to such a human level of emotion.

“Oh I dare, you may be a god and you may have lived a thousand lifetimes but I have only lived one.” Her face stone and voice sharp.

“and in this singular section of time I claim it! this is my life! And You do not get to tell me how to live it!”

His eyes seem to almost glow.

“I created your kind girl! I made you! I can do what I wish with my creations!” His voice crashes against the walls like a caged animal.

“Don’t get so arrogant about it you only created the first of us, everything else we did on our own.”

The ground rumbles yet again,

“You are but a human woman, a useless one at that, you couldn’t even do one thing right! I asked of you one thi-“

“I did it just fine, the goddesses children are no longer an enemy to you, they hold no threat they are gone, just not in the way you wanted, they aren’t dead”

“You betray-“

“No I changed course if you are so powerful you should have done it yourself! Why use a human? For your cowardly anonymity? You believe we are expendable! I refuse to bloody my hands or kill children because some old man feels threatened of a baby!”

The ground cracks open, walls begin to crumble and yet there stands the girl, wild curly hair and defiant eyes, staring down a being who has lived far longer than her. The building collapses around her and she does not move.

She’s mortal after all, mortals die, whilst gods tend to forget,

He won’t forget Her.