Son, if you ever raise your hand against a woman, you better prepare for the full weight of a mans wrath. Because whoever she is, wherever she is
Shes got a Daddy. My Father.
And if hes not around any more, she will one day find away to avenger herself upon you
.in his name! Addendum by Me.
Prolog: The Fall of Vulcan.
Juno, being horrified of the childs appearance, cast it off the precipice of Olympus. The child fell for a day and a night until it thundered through the earths atmosphere and collided with the great ocean. The fall shattered the infants leg and left it lame. Thetis, the sea nymph found the child and took him to her underwater lair. She raised him as her own, teaching him, nurturing him and helping him to become a great man. And as a man, Vulcan fell in love with Venus. Together they had several sons, and a daughter. The boys were raised in the ways of fire and steel. Taught at the forge by the master craftsman that was their father. The girl however, Sernius, longed to be taught those ways as well. Her mother frowned on the idea, and Vulcan capitulated to keep his wife happy. To her knowledge.
Unknown to Venus however, he taught Serinus secretly the ways of the forge and how to make and wield weapons.
And so the day came that she learned of his origins and Junos cruel disgust that left her father lame. Her father, her dearest love and devotion, was abandoned by his true mother.
Her grandmother. A goddess. A being of immortal blood and power.
Of which she possessed the same.
The fires of Mt. Etna rumbled and boiled in her blood. For one day she would use the talents her father had taught her to avenge him. On that day, Juno, would learn what a womans wrath could do.
And so the day came, she suited herself in armor she had created from the very roots of the volcano they called home.
She hefted the spear in her right hand, and brandished her shield with her left. Her helm glinted against the blood red sunset as she began her climb.
The ascent to Olympus. To confront her grandmother.
Juno slept in her chamber on Olympus. Peacefully unaware of the vengeance which stalked its way to her abode. Jupiter, her husband and Serinus grandfather, was away on one of his nightly escapes to the mortal world below.
A swift strike here would end thousands of years of torment for Serinus, and bring vengeance for her crippled father. Vengeance which she believed was important to calm his spirit and grant him peace in his life away from Olympus.
The climb was long, a full day and a night she ascended. Her anger fuming behind her eyes. She would make Juno pay for the monster she was.
As she crested the summit, there stood Olympus in all its glory. Shining, beautiful, elegant in every detail. She was so awestruck that she did not notice her presence was detected.
Jupiter had returned to find her standing at the gates. Armed for battle. His question was swift and full of demand.
WHO ART THOU TO TREAD UPON THIS HALLOWED GROUND. YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR INSOLENCE MORTAL.
Serinus grinned to herself. I am no mortal, Mighty Jupiter. I am Serinus. Daughter of Vulcan and your granddaughter. I have come to confront my grandmother for the grievous wounds she has inflicted on my father.
Mighty Jupiter crossed his arms across his broad chest. A laugh which shook the oceans bellowed forth and he spoke with all the fury of a hurricane.
THOU DOST THINK THAT YOU CAN INTRUDE UPON MINE HOME? AND SO ARMED AS TO DO BATTLE WITH MY BELOVED JUNO? I SHALL TEACH YOU WHAT IT MEANS TO FEAR THE POWER OF OLYMPUS!
The thunderbolt slammed into the ground in front of her, spinning her wildly like a childs toy and shattering her shield and spear. Her helm, slipped from her head and exposed her features. An unmistakable resemblance gave Jupiter pause. As he raised his hand to hurl another bolt, a voice caught his ear over his shoulder.
Husband, wilt though destroy your own flesh and blood? I beg you, stay thine hand and allow me to speak with this warrior.
Juno drifted on air past her husband and in settled to the ground in front of her granddaughter.
Tell me little one. Why dost though seek to destroy me?
Serinus eyes welled with tears and she spoke softly.
You sought to destroy my father. When he was but an infant. You cast your son to The Fates and he forever lives in shame in the mortal world. Instead of here where he belongs. You are an abomination and I claim my right as his daughter to seek vengeance in his name.
Juno, waved a dismissive hand. Go back to the mortal world, child. You know not of that which you speak. No vengeance may be taken upon me by any hand. Not by mortal, immortal or otherwise.
A tear rolled down Serinuss cheek as she struggled to her feet. She picked up the broken haft of her spear and drew her arm back.
I never said I would use my hand!
As she attempted to hurl the spear, she was struck. Full force in the chest by a lightning bolt. Her lifeless body hurtled towards the very edge of the summit and came to rest like a marionette whos strings had been cut.
Cruel Jupiter approached, a dark fire behind his eyes.
He called for his messenger, Mercury.
The winged god came as his master bid.
Take this girl back to Etna. See to it her father receives her body. It will be set to stone so that he may always look upon her last moments and despair that he had attempted to teach his daughter of the ways of war.
As Mercury knelt to collect the body, it hardened into stone. He cradled her lifeless form in his arms and bowed to his master. Yes Mighty Jupiter. It shall be as you wish.
Jupiter turned and faded away into the darkening shadows of the Olympian night.
As the winged messenger began to move to descend to the mortal world. A hand rested on his shoulder.
Juno, in the last moments took pity upon the young girl and whispered to Mercury.
You will deliver her as my husband has said. However she will not remain this way forever. I will leave it to The Fates to decided how she will return. But she will have her vengeance, for if she was nothing else, she was brave to have stood against the Master of Olympus in his own home.
Nodding, Mercury moved off. It will be as you command, my Queen.
When he reached the foot of Mt. Etna. The morning light was streaming over the caldera. Lame, Vulcan stood supporting himself upon a stone as the childs frozen form was laid at his feet.
Vulcan. Jupiter has bid me to return your daughter. She stood against him in battle, in your stead, to avenge the wrong that was done to you by your mother.
Tears ran in smoldering rivers down Vulcans cheeks as he picked up the lifeless form of his beloved daughter.
Know this, however, that Juno has decreed your daughter shall rise again to avenge you. The Fates, will decided the manner in which it will happen. She has been merciful.
And with that, the winged messenger ascend to the peak of Olympus.
Vulcan, left with the knowledge that his daughter would return. Entombed her in a vault, deep within Etna herself. He forged a massive lock that could only be opened by him with a key he crafted from black obsidian.
This key he kept around his neck, it is said, until he faded from the very pages of history. With the rest of the pantheon.
Incarnates aren't necessary, but I'd prefer if everyone was level 50 since this is a Master run.
