Captivating The Gods
Hello All My Honeys,
Sorry for the long silence but I’ve been very ill lately and haven’t been able to write much of anything. I’m not even halfway through with Celestial Lightning’s second part and almost two weeks have passed. I’ve been having a difficult time sitting down and writing this one so you’ll have to please excuse my current tardiness. I’m working on it but it’s a monumentally difficult piece, especially when my mind wants to write other stories currently. However, to put myself at ease, I’ll offer you guys a little Sneak Preview of what’s to come…it’s not much right now but please enjoy…
I should hopefully complete part 2 by the end of the week if I don’t deteriorate in health too much. Please be patient for a little longer, and enjoy your brief read:
Title: Celestial Lightning: Imposing The Heavenly Realm
Description: Two Shot Crossover
Warnings: M/M lemons, Crossover, Angst, Dark Fic, possible Dub-con/Non-con themes, ‘sacrifice for safe travel’ (like offering one’s virginity to be protected whilst travelling the sky), infidelity (yes Zeus is married) and violence. Possible use of Zangetsu/Lightning/Lighting Bonds in the lemon and so forth. BDSM themes. This is a two-shot, meaning part 1 is the introduction to the characters and part 2 contains the lemons.
Fandom: Bleach & Percy Jackson And The Olympians
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Percy Jackson & The Olympians, Kubo Tite and Rick Riordan does, I’m just borrowing their awesome characters for my own amusement. I make no money from this.
Rated: M
Pairing: Zeus (Ζεύς) x Kurosaki Ichigo (黒崎 一護)
Summary: When the Quincy Emperor vanishes several hours after invading the Reiōkyū and leaving it in ruins, it is up to the surviving Gotei-13 Captains and the Royal Guards to find him. Only, they have been searching for several years. Ichigo is sent across several countries as a scout and stumbles upon a dangerous and potentially life changing situation in the skies above Manhattan. Yaoi
Link: Celestial Lightning: Imposing The Heavenly Realm
Sneak Preview: Celestial Lightning: Imposing The Heavenly Realm Part 2
‘A Shinigami from the Eastern Countries?’ Zeus asked himself almost absently, intense blue eyes trained thoughtfully upon the small figure that was kneeling before his throne on one knee like a seasoned warrior. The shimmering quality of the child’s clothes, the sensation of his power, the dual black Stygian swords that he wielded and the overwhelming strength of his presence had been what had drawn the Lord Of The Sky’s attention towards the interloper streaking across his domain for over a week now. Only, the brat transversed large distances so rapidly that the King of Olympus struggled to form storms fast and heavy enough to contain him. At first he had thought that Hades had broken the vow that the Big Three had sworn on the River Styx several decades ago by siring an unknown heir. It was entirely possible that the oldest of the three had claimed the boy in secret, trained him in the Underworld to usurp the Olympian King and sent him to do his father’s bidding now that Mount Olympus was in such a precarious state. And with the Titan War just barely survived, the imminent threat of Gaia waking herself looming on the horizon…even Zeus could tell that it would be the perfect opportunity for anyone to take advantage of his weakness. However, he had yet to sense a single lie in a lilting and beautiful tenor that was recounting the harrowing events that had lead the young Death God across the pacific ocean towards Manhattan in the first place.
Bowing respectfully in a room full of Olympians who were occupying nine of the twelve individual thrones and rose more than three metres in physical height, the seventeen-year-old displayed a remarkable ability to stay calm and collected despite the magnitude of the situation surrounding him. There was not a single tremor in his voice, not a whisper of deception discolouring his soul and as an eerie stillness enveloped him protectively, it obscured the vast amount of power that glowed like dancing embers in fathomless chocolate brown eyes. It was almost unnerving to look straight into those dark orbs, Zeus thought to himself absently. They were far too intense for such a young godling. Kurosaki Ichigo was clearly not who or what Zeus had first thought him to be. He could sense that the Shinigami had a fiery temper; the wild spark of fury that flickered across depthless pools, the deadly scowl furrowing tangerine brows and the way that elegant hands were clenched into frustrated firsts by his side was more than telling enough. He was quite beautiful bathed in the burning hearth of the Olympian throne room, dancing flames igniting scruffy orange locks even brighter than before as an aura of exotic sensuality radiated hypnotically from flawlessly tanned skin. Luscious petal pink lips were also pressed down in a thin line whenever the orangette tried to reel back emotions rising to the surface of his thoughts unbidden of permission.
He was quite restless too, displaying the characteristic ticks of a battle hardened Demigod as elegant fingertips constantly reached towards the hilts of two unusually shaped blades to reassure himself of their presence. The only reason why Zeus had allowed the teen to keep his weapons was because when Ares had tried to take them away, the God Of War had recoiled with a strange mixture of fear and awe the moment that he discerned the true power in the depths of those blades. ‘It’s unnatural,’he had muttered. ‘Forged from the kid’s soul…split and balanced with death…the power is soimmense…I can’t…’ A seemingly troublesome problem, yes. The child already possessed an uncontained strength inside him that clearly did not like to be restrained and the Lightning God did not enjoy tempting beings that could cause considerable damage to his home if agitated enough. Regardless of the possible threat that the Japanese Shinigami posed, he was given the benefit of the doubt simply because of his courteous and humble manners. Taking off his shoes by the temple doors so that he did not taint consecrated ground, apologizing formally for intruding on a god’s realm and sacrificing burnt offerings with a lulling sutra to honour the God of the House in the large altar placed to the left of the room – had consequently filled the palace with the scent of cherry blossoms, ice, silk and fragrant spices that could only come from the Fareast.
Hidden beneath a wild and punkish exterior of dark green, turquoise and white modern clothes, vibrantly coloured hair and the unsettling sensation of a barely tamed monster dwelling inside the seventeen-year-old’s soul; there existed the unfailing pride of a formidable warrior and selfless Hero. The aura surrounding the orangette was also near blinding with commanding strength, seeping from his skin just like the vast flash of blue light that had intercepted a direct blast from the Olympian King’s Master Bolt. The very air was condensing and intensifying with heavy pressure, creating an unknown and oppressive sensation that none of the gods had truly encountered before as it flowed freely from a lithe frame and fought desperately to escape the confines of the orangette’s soul. Or was it flowing from his sheathed swords? It was abruptly reeled back however, when Ichigo became aware of the shift in the atmosphere himself and a bottom lip was tugged between biting teeth to regain some form of frustrated self-control. For a single moment Zeus could have sworn that intense chocolate brown eyes had become flecked with pure and instinctual gold. Causing a ripple of unease to echo across the gods in response, hooded brown eyes glanced away wearily when the God of War’s killer intent pushed back in retaliation and a woman with intense grey eyes cast a judgemental gaze over their guest as if he was already considered an unforgivable threat.
‘What do you think you are—!’ Before Ares could rise from his throne and cause a fight, Zeus was surprised when chocolate brown eyes flashed with commanding strength and the orangette rose to his feet with regal and noble elegance of his own. ‘Look, it is obvious that neither of us have a clue how each other’s powers work or how we will fare in fight. I was only inducted into the Royal Guards two human years ago, I have only awakened my Shinigami powers for four or five and my companions of the Zero Division are millennia older and more experienced with diplomacy than me. I was given the title: Dexyuaru-shin (1*), The Deity of Duality because I am the first being that is perfectly balanced between Shinigami, Hollow, Quincy and Human. I am considered the Last Sentinel, the last pillar to protect the Reiou and it has become my duty to hunt down the Quincy Emperor before he has a chance to destroy more than just Soul Society and the Reiōkyū. You have my humblest apologies for trespassing on your territory unannounced. I am willing to do whatever it takes to avoid more unintentional discord with the nobles gathered here but there’s one thing you’ll have to forgive. My powers are unstable, my two Zanpactō are newly forged and one of them is the embodiment of my Hollow instincts. He is not easily placated and often stirs like this when powerful presences are in close proximity. I can assure you that I am not here to bring misfortune and despair—.’
‘You talk as if those swords are alive, kid! They are weapons, tools for destruction and you may have appeased Lord Zeus with your good manners but I know a threat when I see one. Death, Death Gods, Shinigami, Souls…there is a reason why Hades is never truly welcome here! It should be the same for you. You reek of rot and despair…a demon that could only have been spawned from his seed!’ Before any response could break out and the King of Olympus had a chance to raise his hand for silence, Kurosaki Ichigo vanished in the blink of an eye and reappeared in front of the War God with elegant fingertips curled around the shaft of a large golden spear. Narrowed chocolate brown eyes were gazing boldly into red tinted glasses, daring the ethereal being to speak out whilst all eyes were trained on them and several quiet gasps of surprise echoed into the distance of the approaching noontide. ‘I pity your ignorance, Bastard! Do you think your spear and shield are merely tools to further the cause of war? Can you not hear the wailing despair of your weapon’s unacknowledged soul? Perhaps the East and West are different, but Zangetsu has a soul and personality all of his own. They are alive, they are me and I am them. Calling their name imbues me with strength, blesses me with my rightful inheritance and unifies an unshakable resolve within me to never lose. They are nottools, they are bound to me eternally as I am to them.’
‘A Zanpactō will only answer the call of its master and I am irrevocably their Master! You can try to touch them, I dare you Old Man. But you’ll lose your hand and heart as a result of your arrogance.’ Taking a cautious step backwards, Ichigo curled his right hand around the hilt of Zangetsu’s larger blade to soothe away the sword’s restlessness as chocolate brown eyes narrowed down in a glare when his words were abruptly brushed aside with a nonchalant: ‘You’ve got spunk, kid, but spare me the Zen teachings…I wrote the book on war and destruction. Those weapons are nothing but tools.’For some reason Ichigo could only feel an unnatural rage boiling in the pit of his stomach as he took a steady of leap of shunpo away from his opponent and tensed his shoulders defensively. Oh, how heyearned to disprove those words! To show the War God Zangetsu’s terrifying difference to weapons forged without their owner’s soul. ‘After what you just said?!’ Ichigo yelled accusingly. ‘The fear you showed when you tried to take them?! I—.’ A deafening boom of thunder suddenly interrupted any other thought Ichigo had been planning to express as the Lord Of The Sky rose from his throne and stood at his full height. Coming to a halt right behind the restless Shinigami, the dark haired King turned enraged lightning blue eyes upon the warring exchange with clear disapproval and growing impatience.
‘Ares! If you’d control your power and insults for once! You are agitating a situation I’d rather not complicate more than it already is. And young Death God from the East, it is forbidden for immortals to touch or take each other’s symbols of power without express permission. Which is probably why my son couldn’t take your swords from you earlier. You are a god, a newly born godling as you said, but a god nonetheless. Ares would have been in violation of the ancient laws by acting on his own. There are certain rules in this House, child, and you’ll have to learn to abide by them. You seem to have more etiquette than the average Demigod that stumbles across my floors with shoes on, tracking the filth of the world onto my sacred ground without an offering for their rudeness or a prayer for peace and goodwill under my protection. However, that does not excuse your trespass or appease my anger completely.’ The commanding baritone rumbled threateningly, several pairs of eyes turning towards the God Of The Sky as a thigh-length trench coat was readjusted across strong shoulders and a spark of anger saturated brilliant blue eyes with a strange mixture of lust and lingering irritation. In the rays of the golden sun, the Lord Of The Sky looked much more imposing and impressive than Ichigo had first thought as the older being took his seat once more and made sure that the orangette’s full attention was turned towards the god holding judgement in his hands
1* – Dexyuaru-shin – Dual Deity (Or Deity Split Into Two Parts) Since the other Royal Guards have titles like God Of Sword, Hot Spring Demon and so forth, it’s only fair that Ichigo gets a title too.
Right, there you have it my honeys. I hope you enjoyed. I’ll hopefully update the second part sometime soon when I feel better.
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