Ayasha: Golden dreams

A/ N: My evil goddess had a little daydream! Had to write it down since she's been sending me mental pictures:p

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Ayasha was laying on the bed of the All-father's chambers. Her green eyes were staring at the wall before her as her mind was racing. She had to be one step ahead of the game, especially since Leviathan, one of the strongest primeval gods was destroyed. She knew Elpis might feel heartbroken when she realized that her precious Pride would never love her. Using her disappointment to destroy both of them seemed like a bright idea at the moment. Elpis had always been so passionate about the sin, there was no shortage of memories of the younger goddess gushing about the sin and claiming he was different from the others. Ayasha snarled in disgust, equating the Sin to garbage and imagining her sister fawning over a pile of dirt, rolling all over it and calling it love. It was not such a thing. It was giving pearls to swine and even then, Ayasha knew she had insulted swine. Sins were less than animals. They were nothing but monsters designed to eliminate other gods. They were nothing but weapons used and abused by their father, Hades. Pride thought he was smart. He thought that he « rebelled » against his creator, but ultimately he was just like him, maybe even more limited than the god of Death. He was a child throwing a tantrum and calling it rebellion and Elpis was nothing more but a little girl who didn't know what true love was, not that it mattered to Ayasha who knew what love was but never felt it for anyone but herself.

The golden-skinned goddess was selfish, it was the biggest and best-kept secret of all the Prima Donna (the primeval gods' realm). Ayasha only loved herself, her ambition and dreams and considered true love to be a game of fools, played by fools and lost by fools. Why would she give everything to someone who might not return her feelings? Why should she suffer for someone who might disappear? She couldn't understand « Love » and even less the love Elpis had for the sin but she could use it against them. The thought made her grin as she imagined moving the pieces of the imaginary chessboard she had in mind. Maybe ruining her sister's spirit would help defeat the Sin ? It had her roll on her back and look at the ceiling, a large smirk on her lips as she was allowing her hands to explore her body. Ishtar would do as she pleased, convinced of her innocence and genuine concern for Elpis and their pantheon. He was extremely powerful and her trump card she reserved to the sin, should he survived the slew of enemies she wanted to send them, once she knew where they were hiding. Maybe Ishtar would put an end to this by killing Pride? Oh.. the thought made her lick her lips. She imagined his meatsuit cut in half, intestines leaking his essence as he would strugle to remain whole. She imagined Ishtar holding onto him by the skull, forcing Elpis to watch as he would yank it out of his meatsuit in his attempt at unmaking him again. The screams of her sister were music to her ears, the begging were turning her on and she let her hands slide underneath her robes to stroke her sensitive neither lips. Pain and suffering were driving Ayasha, they were the sweet rewards she wanted to receive for having been such a cunning mind. He would submit to her, once remade and turned into her personal weapon. She would use him against Ishtar, destroy the All-father and then destroy her brothers and sisters until there was nothing else but her. Elpis would witness with horror that her pet became Ayasha's and that single thought made the golden goddess moan loudly. It felt good, revenge that was. It felt good to know that she could manipulate everyone and get away with it. It felt good to dream a little bit because reality was vastly different from her daydream. For now, she had to endure her sibling. She had to endure his emotions and his violence. She had to endure his lack of vision but it was a necessary evil. One she had to endure if she wanted to win, and she would. Oh... she would.

-TBC-