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Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
aasia rolls his eyes at the cigarette, “you shouldnt do that.” she uses her shadows to flick it outside their grasp. “i thought you quit smoking, why start again now?” she asks, genuinely confused
“I can’t die, so might as well,” she mumbles. Truth be told, it was to cope with Aasia’s death. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She waves their hand in the air, dismissing the matter.
“it does matter,” aasia mutters to himself, “OH but before i forget, how’d that show end, i forgot the name but the one we watched together all the time. i died literally a day before the finale.” she grumbles. he meant ben 10, it was fun watching it with andy.
Andy rolls her eyes at the statement, and then shrugs. “I never finished it. Dropped interest,” she replies. Admittedly, she just liked watching it with Aasia and saw no point in finishing it otherwise.
aasia sighs dramatically before throwing her head back, “uuhggghhh, google wont shoe me shit and im dying because of the curiosity! did you really never want to know?”
She shrugs again. “Not particularly,” Andy replies. “You know I’m not one for one for modern entertainment, my dear.” She regrets the words as soon as they leave their mouth. Stupid.
aasia doesn’t notice the nickname, to engrossed in the convo to do so. “yeah i do, i dont get why, it’s so much more interesting than watching people fight to death in your name,” she cringes
“I dont do that,” she waves her hand in the air to wave off the nickname. “I’d rather read, and I have work that I enjoy,” Andy replies. “Modern entertainment simply isn’t as engrossing.”
“have you seen phineas and ferb,” aasia asks, “but no, the andromeda prince has to be working always,” she chuckles, joking.
two things come to aasia then, one, she needs to get someone and two she likes this better than fighting with andy
Andy shrugs again. “It’s simply interesting. It doesn’t feel like work.” She stands to get another cup of coffee. “Would you like a cup?” She asks.
This is so much better than fighting.
“god yes please,” she begs. “i need a cup or i will drop on the spot.”
“and yeah, i guess that happens when you know what you wanna do,” she laughs and shrugs, “teaching is fun but not when fifteen year olds hit on you”
Andy chuckles lightly before grabbing another cup from the cabinet. She doesn’t need to ask how Aasia likes his coffee—she just knows. That’s what happens when you know someone for seventy years, she supposes.
“Ugh.” She makes a face at the comment, and even the idea, of children hitting on Aasia. “I never liked children.”
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
aasia rolls his eyes at the cigarette, “you shouldnt do that.” she uses her shadows to flick it outside their grasp. “i thought you quit smoking, why start again now?” she asks, genuinely confused
“I can’t die, so might as well,” she mumbles. Truth be told, it was to cope with Aasia’s death. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She waves their hand in the air, dismissing the matter.
“it does matter,” aasia mutters to himself, “OH but before i forget, how’d that show end, i forgot the name but the one we watched together all the time. i died literally a day before the finale.” she grumbles. he meant ben 10, it was fun watching it with andy.
Andy rolls her eyes at the statement, and then shrugs. “I never finished it. Dropped interest,” she replies. Admittedly, she just liked watching it with Aasia and saw no point in finishing it otherwise.
aasia sighs dramatically before throwing her head back, “uuhggghhh, google wont shoe me shit and im dying because of the curiosity! did you really never want to know?”
She shrugs again. “Not particularly,” Andy replies. “You know I’m not one for one for modern entertainment, my dear.” She regrets the words as soon as they leave their mouth. Stupid.
aasia doesn’t notice the nickname, to engrossed in the convo to do so. “yeah i do, i dont get why, it’s so much more interesting than watching people fight to death in your name,” she cringes
“I dont do that,” she waves her hand in the air to wave off the nickname. “I’d rather read, and I have work that I enjoy,” Andy replies. “Modern entertainment simply isn’t as engrossing.”
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
aasia rolls his eyes at the cigarette, “you shouldnt do that.” she uses her shadows to flick it outside their grasp. “i thought you quit smoking, why start again now?” she asks, genuinely confused
“I can’t die, so might as well,” she mumbles. Truth be told, it was to cope with Aasia’s death. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She waves their hand in the air, dismissing the matter.
“it does matter,” aasia mutters to himself, “OH but before i forget, how’d that show end, i forgot the name but the one we watched together all the time. i died literally a day before the finale.” she grumbles. he meant ben 10, it was fun watching it with andy.
Andy rolls her eyes at the statement, and then shrugs. “I never finished it. Dropped interest,” she replies. Admittedly, she just liked watching it with Aasia and saw no point in finishing it otherwise.
aasia sighs dramatically before throwing her head back, “uuhggghhh, google wont shoe me shit and im dying because of the curiosity! did you really never want to know?”
She shrugs again. “Not particularly,” Andy replies. “You know I’m not one for one for modern entertainment, my dear.” She regrets the words as soon as they leave their mouth. Stupid.
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
aasia rolls his eyes at the cigarette, “you shouldnt do that.” she uses her shadows to flick it outside their grasp. “i thought you quit smoking, why start again now?” she asks, genuinely confused
“I can’t die, so might as well,” she mumbles. Truth be told, it was to cope with Aasia’s death. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She waves their hand in the air, dismissing the matter.
“it does matter,” aasia mutters to himself, “OH but before i forget, how’d that show end, i forgot the name but the one we watched together all the time. i died literally a day before the finale.” she grumbles. he meant ben 10, it was fun watching it with andy.
Andy rolls her eyes at the statement, and then shrugs. “I never finished it. Dropped interest,” she replies. Admittedly, she just liked watching it with Aasia and saw no point in finishing it otherwise.
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
aasia rolls his eyes at the cigarette, “you shouldnt do that.” she uses her shadows to flick it outside their grasp. “i thought you quit smoking, why start again now?” she asks, genuinely confused
“I can’t die, so might as well,” she mumbles. Truth be told, it was to cope with Aasia’s death. “It doesn’t matter, anyway.” She waves their hand in the air, dismissing the matter.
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
“winging it,” aasia smiles. she may be the oldest al ghul, but with andy she doesnt need to be the grown up, she can just do anything else she wants! and its fun, it really is. but that just makes the situation theyre in worse.
“That is a terrible idea,” Andy retorts, lighting a cigarette. Her tone is light, joking. With Aasia, she can do that. It feels natural. Right, even.
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
“she was sweet, and in my defence, i’ve been dead for the past decade,” aasia shrugs, “you look lost, is everything okay?” he notices the behaviour, he’s been seeing for a while now, but chose not to saw anything.
“anyway, god knows, your luck may be bad and i could survive.”
Andy chuckles. “How terrible that would be,” she jokes. Gods, she hopes her tome comes off as joking. “And I’m fine. Just thinking,” she waves it off. “So, what’s your plan for defeating Tartarus?”
Aasi sighs before adjusting her sun glasses. While there’s nothing more he hates than the sun—Apollo is cool though—but knocking on Andys door is a close second.
She sighs—that’s literally all they have been doing—before knocking.
Aasia might despise Nyx for withholding a secret, but she has a duty to her and Aasia has to complete it before they lose their divinity.
The house still looks the same from the outside, the only difference is that now it’s got only Andy’s name.
It’s a cold Saturday afternoon, so Andy and Adonis had been baking, and the warm scent of scones and pie wafts through the house as the two watch a shitty rom-com together. While they may not be Andy’s favorite, Adonis adores them—being the god of passion and all.
Andy groans as she has to leave the sofa, and Adonis, to answer the door. Checking through the peephole, she rolls her eyes before opening the door.
Aasia sees Andy rolling their eyes.
“I’m not happy to be here either” he responds. “I had informed you, had i not?”
Aasia smells the scones and pies and forces himself not to stop. They used to be her favourite thing to bake with Andy, and it seems someone has found another to do the activity with.
At least Aasia is on good terms with Adonis—surprisingly. So the stay wont be all that bad and ending in someone dying.
“I know. Doesn’t make it any less startling for a Saturday afternoon,” she comments. Andy opens the door wider to allow Aasia to step in. “Your room is to the left, last door in the hallway.”
Allowing Aasia to enter their home, Andy returns to Adonis, who is checking the pie. She smiles warmly at him, and he kisses her temple gently, assuring her that the few weeks Aasia was to be here would be fine.
She hopes they are.
Aasia nods and walks in, They smiles to Adonis. “‘sup Ado!” Fully aware they just kissed his significant other a few weeks ago.
That was a mistake.
She then walks to the place Andy said their room was in. Like Aasia doesnt know where the guest room is, she’s lived here before
Aasia takes her phone out and texts her family she’s safe, before they freak out. The thought of them gets a smile on his face, and the hope that maybe living with Andy would be okay.
Adonis waves from the kitchen, checking the pie with one hand. Andy grabs the scones from the oven, breaking a piece off and hold it it to Adonis’s mouth, and then popping another piece into her own. Putting the hot scones on the cooling rack, she and her lover head back to the sofa, where they curl up together, continuing their movies.
The presence of Aasia still bothers her. She can feel her energy from down the hall. Snuggling closer into Adonis, she just hopes for the best. This week couldn’t possibly get worse, could it?
The week is going be so much worse than today.
Aasia signs. Nyx visited her a moment ago for the first assignment and Aasia is ready to jump off a cliff but that’s just going to tickle. How in the living hell are they going to do this?
Right now, Aasia is considered a demigod, they have to re-prove their worth to get back the title of the goddess of shadows which is why the stupid tasks have to be done, the first on as a favour to her dad. What favour does a man whos ignored her for the past century want? Essence of literal Tartarus.
Asia is gonna die.
Gods, why does Aasia need to stay with Andy? Of all the places in the city of DC, he had to be here. Andy was perfectly happy with Adonis; she’s opening a new exhibit at the Smithsonian, she just got her J.D., she’s just adopted a cat—her life was perfect until Aasia decided to rise from the dead.
Sighing, she stops the movie and heads to her study. Adonis has work soon, and she might as well get some work done.
“How am i even supposed to get to tartarus.” Aasia mutters. Their divinity is barley there anymore, the creatures of the night wont recognise her either.
Kissing Adonis goodbye, Andy retreats into her study, opening her computer to start analyzing the newest artifact they archaeologists have brought in. Some ancient rock, probably, just another thing to put in the first humans section of the museum.
Aasia bites her lip, but knocks on Andy’s study either way. Just for a brief moment, she feels like she’s ten years in the past, when she was about to tell Andy he broke his care windows.
It’s a good memory.
They need help, with Thea now too, and his own mission. Aasi isnt going to give in, and Andy will help, especially when Thea grayson is on the line here.
Andy sighs, but stands to open the door. She crosses her arms as she leans against the doorway.
“I though you said you were avoiding me,” they muse, cocking an eyebrow with a smirk. “So, what do you want? I have work to do.”
They raise both eyebrows now, waiting impatiently for an answer. She tugs her tank top down a bit; she’s only in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top, considering it’s a Saturday afternoon, she hadn’t stopped to consider how she’d look to guests. Running her fingers through her hair, Andy glances at her watch before looking to Aasia again.
“Well?”
“Trust me, I do want to, but primordials are bitches,” Aasia says. “When’s the last time you checked your phone? I just spoke to Addison and Nyx, Thea-Grayson Wayne’s been taken by the man in the ditch, Tartarus,” she leans against the wall opposite the door, “My mission is to get some of Tartarus’s essence, but Addison cares for Thea, which is why I’ll be attempting to help get them back, would you like to join me, so i can go back to avoiding you after?”
He does wanna avoid Andy, trust her she does. But, not when something so precious to her sibling is at stake. Addison wants Thea back, they’re gonna get Thea back, no matter if Aasia has to put their pride down for it.
Rolling her eyes, she sighs. “Fine. But it’s not for you,” she says pointedly. She’s lying to herself, but she pushes the thought away.
“Fine, sit, sit.” Andy ushers him into the living room, tossing a blanket aside. “What’s your plan, then?”
“even if it isnt,” she says, sitting down on the floor, “i-we have to get thea back, one way or another, and its a primordial, my first task is to get sime essence of tartarus anyway, and now we need to get thea back.” aasi looks andy in the eye, “i dont give a fuck what i need to give, my priority is thea, and so should yours be.”
“Like I said, I’m not doing it for you,” Andy says again, taking a long sip of her coffee. “I don’t give a damn who you’re fighting for and quite frankly I don’t care to know. So I’ll repeat myself: what is your plan?” She pauses after each word, crossing her arms as she leans back into the sofa.
“great, just making sure we’re on the same page,” she sighs, “and in terms of a plan, i’ve got none. usually i’d have said i could do it, but no more divinity, so you’re taking the lead here”
“I thought it was your task, not mine,” she cocks an eyebrow at Aasia. “I don’t think you’ll get your divinity back by having me execute this for you,” Andy says, running her fingers through her hair.
“forget my task, right now, we need to get thea back. i’ll manage my task somehow from there,” she says. “besides i think you’d be rather happy if im a mortal set to die in a few years,” she mutters lowly, not expecting andy to hear him. “either way, your powers can be affective but we cannot fight a primordial, divine rules still apply to us both.”
Andy furrows her brows at the response, and she scowls. “I’m in good terms with Hades and Persephone. I can reason with them, and thus, Tartarus.” They decide to ignore the jab Aasia’s made, instead focusing her energy on Thea. “Anything from there is your problem.”
“hades and persephone can be spoken with, tarturus is a big ol pit whos mad, he can’t. ive seen it happen, how do you think i got this bad boy,” he tugs her tshirt up, pointing at a scar they god after their breakup.
“and i will, i just need to get close, you grab thea and get out so that whatever happens is just my fault and you nor thea are caught on scene”
Andy looks at the scar. She once knew every scar, blemish, and birthmark on Aasia, but not anymore. She chooses her words carefully before finally saying, “Hades and Persephone still have control over Tartarus. If we get the gods on our side, it’ll be easier to keep damage to a minimum. The less mortals know, the better.”
She doesn’t like the way Aasia said it. She takes a sip of coffee to hide her scowl. “Fine by me,” she replies.
“i know i agree with you,” she says, leaning back. “so are we clear on the outline of the plan?”
“Obviously.” Andy shrugs. “An outline isn’t going to cut it, though. Primordials can’t just be taken down by going in blind.”
“i know, but this is a start. something to work with, and um, i need a favour to ask.” she took a deep breath and got her box out, “if anything happens to me, this has the list of all my possessions and who gets who—“ andy’s name was in there, she hadnt taken it off, she couldn’t—“the reason im giving you this is because you know what everything is and where it is, please make sure they get it, its the least they deserve”
Andy looks at the box, memories flooding back. She hesitates a moment, but she nods. “Fine.” She grabs it quickly before she can change her mind. “Nothing’s going to happen to you,” they say suddenly. She’s not even sure why they said it, but they felt like she had to.
aasia smiled. death was close, she wasn’t sure if it was for him or not but it was close and no chances could be taken.
“eleftheria i thanatos,” aasia says to herself. its an old greek motto, meant something along the lines of freedom or death if she remembers correctly.
Stupid, she thinks to herself. But she can’t help it, it’s like her mouth forms the words without thought of reason. “You’re not going to die.”
Andy nods. “Eletheria i Thanatos,” she repeats. “Freedom or death.” If the two were on better terms, she’d have cracked a joke.
“might not, but i feel death close by, im not sure why.” aasia isnt sure why she told andy that, but she had to, they are working together now. he smiles at andy, “well, thsi will be fun,” but there no joy in her tone.
“freedom or death, controversial when sometimes fear is death.”
“You won’t die,” Andy repeats. It’s almost to herself, but she won’t ever admit that. Truth be told, if Aasia were to die, Andy would crawl into Tartarus herself to retrieve him. But that, too, won’t ever be told. Not anymore, anyway.
“The world is never that simple. We both know that.” She finally speaks, taking another sip of coffee.
“the worlds a bitch” aasia replies after moments of silence, choosing to ignore the previous sentence. she’s a mortal, she can die, andy can’t. and god, is he happy for that. but aasia reminds herself, they dont need to worry about them anymore.
she stares off to space, remembering the last time they were here. “my nickname, asiana,” aasia suddenly speaks up, “its kind of hindi, more of a hindu name, i had a hindu babysitter who used to call me that, it stuck around.” andy asked them this a decade ago, aasi doesnt know why she answers now. “it means home, or shelter.”
“Did it take you ten years to remember that?” Andy hopes her tone is light. “That’s very sweet.” She doesn’t want to think about the possibility of Aasia dying. She takes a long sip of her coffee to clear her head.
Gods, why does she still care about him? It’s been a decade, she doesn’t need them, not anymore.
Liar. The voice in her head whispers. She banishes the thought from her mind.
