Ancient Greek prophecy is revealed that Zeus may be dethroned by a human boy who just started puberty and some weird things are happening. Aleksander Harding is a 15 year old boy and experiencing some strange powers as well as a new sophomore in high school. The God's find him and break off into two groups, to help him defeat Zeus and to use him as their own personal weapon. which side will win? Will Zeus be dethroned?

I won't be posting for a while because I'll be moving 5 or so of my stories onto amazon so stay tuned. In the meantime though hope you like my drawings

My name is Chaos. I’m Ares, the god of War's daughter, from an unknown female soldier who fought against the Nazis during World War II. 

My father recently asked me to find my younger brother, Havoc, who is currently on earth creating well you know ... havoc. 

So here I am now, posing as a 17-year old junior high school at Heritage Preparatory School, a school for the elites of Newark, New Jersey.

This is a story about a artist that made up a God to believe in and wish on so she can continue having faith in her imaginations and drawings.

Pretty much my bias opinion on every Greek god



"You will have to find out for yourself," he told me as he lay beside the fire. 

"Let's just tell me the truth," I insisted. 

"Are you impatient, eh?" he asked laughing. "Well, do you know the story of the 10 Ladis?" He asked me. 

"It doesn't sound like anything to me," I said. 

-Well, do you know the 10 planets of the solar system? -He asked. 

- Weren't the planets nine? - 

"And doesn't the sun count as a planet?" Obvious asked me."Well, what does that have to do with the 10 Ladis?" I asked to continue with the story. 

-Well in Greek mythology, the planets were baptized with names that the ancient Greek gods gave them. These gods had 10 daughters, who are now known as the goddesses of the universe or in other words the Ladies - he explain. 

"What does that have to do with me and my brothers?" I asked without understanding anything. 

-Well, the Ladies had children. With the war that was previously in the world of the goddesses, they had to send their babies to the safest planet, that was an idea of the Goddess Terra. His children were on planet earth their entire lives and to this day they are - he explained. 

-High, high. Are you telling me that the woman who raised my brothers and me is not really my mother? "I asked, surprised. 

"I see you understood," he said as if nothing had happened. 

"No, it can't be," I said without being able to believe it. 

"And you still don't know your father," he said seriously. 

"Who is my father?" I asked suddenly. 

"Your father is the famous god of death or god of hell, Hades," he answered. 

"That could explain why I can turn into a demon," I said to myself. 

"Actually, you and your brothers look like their mothers, since there is nothing wrong with their father," he commented. 

"What is my mother's name?" I wanted to know. 

"Your mother is the Goddess Mars, a dominant woman, but loving at the same time," he said. 

"Will I ever meet her?" I really wanted to meet my mother. 

"It's possible," he replied. 

"When can I meet her?" 

"We have to find the portal that will take us to where your mother is," he answered. 

"And where is that portal?" I asked seriously. 

-You ask a lot of questions boy, but hey, I'll tell you. You have to open the portal yourself, "he told me. And how the hell am I supposed to do that? 

"How do I do that?" 

"Well, you just have to ask and that's it," he answered. 

"That the portal to my mother's world appears" Yusu laughed at me "Let's see funny, how do I do it then?" I asked angrily. 

-Take it easy. Yes? Was that the best thing you could think of? -He asked, still laughing. 

"Do you want to shut up and tell me how to do it?" I asked already annoyed. 

-Okay, okay. Do not get mad. With the fire of the campfire you must build the shape of a door -he told me. I just got up from my place and with my hands I guided the flames of the fire forming a rectangle. When I finished drawing, the image of a door appeared in front of us. It was a golden door with drawings and Greek writing. I looked at Yusu and he nodded. 

I took the doorknob and turned it. Opening the door, I found a world that seemed like paradise itself. 

We enter the place, until we reach a kind of hidden door in a wall. I opened it and we entered what appeared to be some kind of garden. Take a better look at the place and it was a palace where we were. 

"Where are we, Yusu?" I asked."Find out," he answered.-Hello? Is anyone there?- Asked a nearby female voice. 

I hid behind a tree so they wouldn't discover me. 

-Come on, I saw you. Get out immediately or I'll call my guards, "that voice warned me. I came out of my hiding place and I found a beautiful woman with brown hair and eyes just like mine. 

"Who are you, boy?" Asked the woman. She wore a red Greek dress with gold details and many jewels in chasm, and her head was adorned with a silver strip. 

-My name is...-

After the grand finalists completed their self-introductions, they headed over to their designated seats on the two sides of the stage.
Five competitors to each side.
Wen Xinya sat at the first seat on the left side, while Shen Siwen was seated on the first chair on the right. The stage was so wide that even though the two of them were directly opposite each other, they didn't make any eye contact.
At that moment, everyone was focused on the preliminary rankings based on the jewelry design drawings.
The deadline to hand in their designs was 10 AM earlier that day, and it was already 3 PM now. The judges had already gone through the design drawings of all the competitors, and this was a crucial point of the competition.
The designers would now be introducing their designs to the audience. Generally, the introductions would include their inspiration for the design, the creation process, concept, soul, meaning, etc.
In order to move the judges with the introduction of their creation, the designers also had to gain the approval of the audience. This round offered an opportunity to let the judges be reacquainted with your creation, and perhaps gain a new appreciation of it. This was also the most important round in the competition, the "soul" round. It was an overall presentation of the designer's talent, experience, and capabilities.
These were also the key aspects that would determine the final rankings of the designs.
One by one, the competitors stepped onto the stage to introduce their creations to the crowd. They had racked their brains to prepare the most eloquent speech in order to leave a lasting impression on the audience and distinguish themselves in this round.
As yet another competitor exited the stage, the stage lights focused on Wen Xinya.
The host called out. "Next, we will invite our competitor from Country Z, Wen Xinya, on stage."
Wen Xinya was the fifth designer to go on stage to introduce her designs. Holding her design drawings, she gracefully ascended the stage in her pale blue flowered wrap dress. Exuding elegance and refinement under the luminous stage lights, she looked like a noble lady from a royal house.
The spotlight followed her poised figure to the center of the stage. "Greetings to the judges and the audience. I am Wen Xinya from Country Z's Capital University. It is my honor to be standing here on stage at the grand finals of this international jewelry design competition."
The introduction of one's own design had always been Wen Xinya's strong suit. As a result, she had utmost confidence in this round.
Wen Xinya smiled elegantly. "With 'red rubies' as the competition theme, I designed three pieces: The Ring of Athena, the Spirit Serpent Bracelet and the Brooch of Wisdom."
At that point, Wen Xinya's three designs and some accompanying blurbs appeared on the large screen behind her. 
Simultaneously, Wen Xinya's designs also appeared on the small screens in front of the judges and the audience members.
The Ring of Athena had a serpentine shape and a dazzling, clear red ruby set on top. Surrounding that ruby were intricate snake scales dotted with black gems. Black and red contrasted with each other to produce an enigmatic and luxurious charm.
The noble black color harbored unfathomable and mysterious depths. It seemed to radiate with a great energy and was the symbol of power.
The elegant red color possessed an alluring glamor. It exuded with life and displayed her passionate side.
In Greek mythology, Athena represented might and wisdom. Wen Xinya had reflected the goddess' mystic and power vividly. 
The Spirit Serpent Bracelet was a five-centimeter thick silver bracelet inlaid with black gems. A double-headed spirit serpent in red ruby snaked around the bracelet, giving off a uniquely spiritual aura. It suited modern-day youths who possessed more daring mindsets and individualistic styles.
Last but not least, Wen Xinya's Brooch of Wisdom was a 180-degree change in style. The brooch was in the shape of an owl, with sleek silver-gray feathers forming the head. Its eyes were red rubies with black gems set in the center, shining keenly. The entire design spoke of audacity, novelty, and a haunting appeal—but at the same time exuding a timeless beauty.
They were three clearly different designs, but they complemented each other harmoniously to give off a mysterious and powerful aura.
"My goodness…"
Everyone in the hall was stunned the moment those three designs were unveiled.
Wen Xinya had paired the colors black and red perfectly, which sent an intense rush through the crowd. After that initial thrill subsided and one could more carefully peruse the designs, one would be involuntarily astonished by how novel and unique they were, yet still possessing a classic allure.
Wen Xinya said, "My three designs were inspired by one of the 12 Olympians of Greek mythology, the goddess of might and wisdom, Athena. The snake and the owl are two of Athena's symbols. The snake represents might, while the owl represents wisdom. Hence, the basis of my design is might, wisdom and protection! I hope that whoever wears my creation will be afforded the protection of wisdom and might."
Athena was the goddess of protection in Greek mythology!
Wen Xinya then explained her design process. With profound knowledge and fluent narration, she gave everyone a brief background on Athena. The information she shared could not be found online. Wen Xinya only knew of those details because Si Yiyan had once read the ancient Greek literature, "The Chronicles of Athena". It was the most comprehensive account of Athena's stories that was available on the market right now.
Wen Xinya's profound knowledge had everyone in the audience clapping. Even the judges couldn't help feeling amazed.
Wen Xinya smiled. "I hope that the judges and members of the audience will like my designs."
She then waited for the critique.
Jill, who was a special guest judge, couldn't hold back his applause. "Spoken like a true professional!"
Jill was not at all surprised by Wen Xinya's performance. He could still recall how she had earlier used the legend of the Phoenix Nirvana to convince him to give up his long-term rights for the Puerile Phoenix.
She had her own unique understanding of jewelry design, which always had everyone astounded. This time, she had used Greek mythology to explain her own creation, which gave an interesting and fresh take on her design. An imaginative and fascinating story would always be far more compelling than a dry description.


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

     Annette sighed as her personal butler continued to talk about the ancient Greeks in his boring monotone voice. She doodled some random drawings on a piece of paper with her pencil. An airplane, a dog, and a girl talking to her friends. Annette wished she was in the last doodle. Her parents were Charlotte and Matthew Adam, famous fashion designer and model. So basically they were millionaires, which believe it or not, Annette hated. She was homeschooled by her butler and never got to go outside their mansion gates. The only time she was allowed out was with a bodyguard and even then she was modeling fashion her dad designed. She hated fancy clothes and bows. Annette would kill to wear her favorite hoodie and jeans. Annette looked over at her twin brother Scott. He looked like her, messy blonde hair, brown eyes, and a look of boredom. Scott was petting his mini australian shepard he named Spot. Spot was gray, white, and absolutely adorable. Spot had grabbed a ball and placed it on Scott's lap, but Scott ignored it. 
  "Miss Annette can you tell us which Greek god is the king of all the gods?" The butler asked, he had a french accent and a fancy mustache. 
  "Zeus is the lord of the universe, so henceforth he is king to the other gods." Annette answered. Sir Butler nodded and went back to his lecture. Annette thought about what life would be like if she and Scott were regular kids at a regular school with regular parents. She would be in a classroom sitting next to her friends, laughing. She would be wearing her favorite clothes and her hair would be shorter. They'd make fun of the teacher behind their back and have piles of homework. Finally after what seemed like eternity their lecture was over and Scott picked up Spot's ball. 
  "Come on Spot let's go play!" Spot wagged his tail and barked. They ran to the back door to play outside, leaving Annette behind. Spot was the only friend Scott had, she didn't have any friends, animal or human. She gathered up her drawings and pencil to head to her room. The butler stopped her,
  "Remember you two have a modeling session later tomorrow." He said and walked off. Annette felt anger rising and stormed to her room. Slamming the door she threw her papers in the garbage can and flopped onto her bed. Her room was big and spacious. The walls were painted pink, which she hated, and she had a queen sized bed that she landed on. Sure it was comfy but she couldn't stay in her room too long without getting sick. Annette ripped the pink bow out of her hair and chucked it at the wall. It landed gingerly on the ground instead of the garbage where it belonged. She screamed into her pillow, why couldn't she just have a normal life?! Instead they had to model stupid fancy clothes every week. She got up and looked out the window to watch Scott and Spot play fetch. She could see beyond the tall bushes surrounding their mansion. Annette watched as a yellow school bus stopped and kids came bursting out it's doors. Two boys threw a football back and forth on their way home while the girls talked to each other and laughed. Watching them made her feel sad so she walked away from her window and to her closet. Her favorite clothes were still hidden at the back of the closet full of dresses. After closing the closet she grabbed a book and began to read. After a while of that she got bored and turned on some music. She had a mix on spotify she named 'Rebellious.' She had good songs on there like Seven Nation Army (Glitch Mob remix), and Pretender. She sat listening to Seven Nation Army and watching the sun set outside her window. Soon it was dark and Scott came in with Spot. She heard his door shut across the hallway and got an idea. What if she and Scott just ran away? They had enough allowance to run off and still be able to supply for their needs! She turned off her music and crept across the hallway to Scott's room. She knocked on the door and Scott peeked out. He saw Annette and let her in. Scott's room was a sorta dark blue color and he had a black bed frame. Annette liked Scott's room more than her own, and Scott didn't blame her. 
  "What's up?" He asked, his voice was a bit high but was getting lower. His voice was in an awkward stage in its development which got funny at times. Annette crouched down to pet Spot. 
  "Scott I just got an amazing idea! We should run away."

Annette and Scott Adam are twin siblings. Their parents are famous, rich fashion models and designers. The twins have had enough of being their parent's personal puppets, they just want a normal life! When they run off their life runs far from normal.

Family. That word means people you love and are close too, but not for me. My family is a little different. How I found out who my family is starts when I was 14.
    "Miracle! Up now or you're in trouble" My mom yelled upstairs.
    "I'm up mom…" I got out of bed and I walked slowly down stairs and looked around for my mom. I didn't see her so I grabbed my phone and sat on the couch. "Mom! Do I have my Greek Club today for that tomorrow?" I yelled. She walked to me and looked at me then the clock. 
"It's today and since it's 9am you have two hours to get ready and grab your stuff. I would go if I were you!" She told me. I ran back up to my room and threw on a light green shirt and blue jeans. I went to the bathroom and brushed my long curly brown hair. I then walked downstairs to the kitchen. I stopped as I entered the kitchen because my mom had my greek notebook in her hands. "Mom what are you doing?"
"I'm just looking at all the drawings in here!" She said as she held up my favorite one of a minotaur.
"Anyways… I'm ready to leave when you are but can I take a breakfast bar to eat?" I said with a smile.
"Yes you can, but why do you want to leave so early?"
"I want to help set up!"
    I grabbed my book and my bar. I ran to the car and got in the front seat. My mom got in the driver's seat and started the car. As we were pulled up out of the drive I got nervous and looked out the window. I would always wonder why I got nervous before every meeting, but I always said it was because we always talk about Typhon. Which is the "Father of all monsters". We pulled up to the Art Center and looked at my mom.
"Mom, why do I fear Typhon when he is not real?" I asked
"Well, what if he was real?" She giggled and moved her curly hair out of her face.
"What? Of course he is not real!" I looked at her and laughed. "He would be trying to send monsters to kill everyone!"
I got out of the car and smiled at her. She waved and left as I walked inside. I was surprised that I was the only one there. I walked over to the room with all the records in it of the greek gods. I found one that looked old and that I didn't recognize it. I picked it up and brushed off the cover. It read 'The prophecies of the gods'. I put the book in a bag and put it in my locker. 
"Hey Miracle!" my friend Jack yelled.
"Hey jack" I looked at him surprised. "I didnt know you wanted to join this club?"
"I'm not, your mom wanted me to come and stay with you." He said with a smile.
I nodded and sat down waiting for the club to show up. Jack started looking around and saw a cabinet the has a lock on it. "Hey Miarcle? Can i open this?". I nod and look at my phone. He picked the lock and opened it. Inside was a note and a picture. The picture was of a baby and the note said:


Dear Miracle,        Date: June 16, 1981
    If you are seeing this then happy 14th birthday, Elisabeth is not your real mom. I am, you coundn't stay with us because of your problems. Now these problems will be revealed on your 15 birthday. So please be careful. I love you.                        
Love,                            
Sarah/Mom


(So what do you think so far?)

Chapter two.
Scarlet Adair walked out of the airport; Her red suitcase trailing behind her. Her father, Noah Adair smiles at her, takes her hand in his and kisses the back of it. "My beauty. How proud I am to have you as my daughter." She smiles and squeezes his hand harder. 
"And I am honored to call you my father." She whispered. 
"Mr. Adair!" A man shouts. They turn around and see a man in a black suit and a white shirt walking towards them. His hair was black, but a few strands were starting to turn white due to his age. And his eyes… great god… it was like the emerald city was staring right at her soul. "Mr. Wayne sent me here to escort you to your hotel." 
"Ah, yes!" Her father sighed with exhaustion. "Come now, darling." She only raised a brow and Noah noticed what he had forgotten. "This is Albus Turner. Mark's driver." She smiles and extends her hand to the driver.
"Hello, Mr. Turner." He takes her hand and firmly shakes it.
"Hello, young miss." He greets back. "Allow me to take you luggage." He takes her red suitcase and Noah's duffle bag from them and leads them to the black limo waiting for them. 
Scarlet sighs. People may call this a luxury, but to her, this was unnecessary. 'A limo! Oh please! Couldn't they go there like normal people?'
She opens the door for herself and moves into the back seat and watches as the car starts to go through New York city.
You see, not every job is perfect. And not every job is safe. What Scarlet's father does is no dangerous at all, but she was always told that what Noah used to do was the cause of all the precautions they make these days. 
Bodyguards were her friends.
Personal assistants were her reporters from the outside world.
Drivers were her tagalongs.
And friends? There was no such thing in her life. 
Ω
"Thank you, Mr. Turner." She thanks the old driver once more before leaving to join her father in the hotel. Even though she had started moving away from the beautiful eyed man, she still felt a pair of eyes on her.
Turning around, she looked around the empty rode. 'No one is here… But I'm sure I was being watched. And I'm never wrong.' She took in a shaky breath and turned back to the doors and entered the lobby. 
It looked mesmerizing. Golden chandeliers that were holding water drop shaped crystals, making the room look like it was being showered by crystals. 
The floor was designed with black and white marbles and in the middle of the room was the shape of a special flower that only existed in her memories. 
On her right were drawings of Greek gods, painted in every color imaginable. She looked at the darkness next to her. Hades and Persephone were there, ruling alongside each other. Her heart pained at the thought of being like Persephone. Forced to love someone you don't even know. Moving forward, she saw the mortals working under the goddess's watch. She smiled and moved forward, never taking her eyes off of the painting. And the last picture was of The Olympians. Partying to their delight and enjoying a magnificent view.
Scarlet snorted. That's all they knew. Party. Party. Party.
"Scarlet!" Her father shouts, drawing her attention towards him. "Come on, darling. I got the keys to our rooms." 
She smiles as she moves next to him. "Dad… I told you I don't need a separate room from you."
"I know… But…" She sees the tears in his eyes. "You grew up so fast, Scarlet." He takes in a deep breath and takes her hand in his and leads her to their room.
Here is something about the brown haired man. Noah Adair, has given up everything in his life to insure that Scarlet, his eldest, has the best situation to run the company he has created. Whenever he looks at the soon to be miss Adair, the CEO of Adair Ind., he is proud to say that this girl is his daughter.
They enter the glass elevator, press their level and wait until they arrive. Reaching the doors, Noah hands his daughter the key to her room and enters his own room, allowing Scarlet to have some privacy.
Scarlet entered her room. A blue colored room with a white king sized bed. She heard the shower of her father's room turn on and thought of taking a shower herself. 
After removing her cloths and filling the bath with steaming water, she sighed as she lowered herself in the tub. So this is what being exhausted meant. 
She looks over to the other side of the white bathroom and saw the mirror. There, five meters away, a girl with brown eyes and brown curly hair with dark highlights was looking back at her. She was only sixteen and yet knew more than what people could imagine. She could run a whole city if she wanted to. And she knew who the hero of New York was, she just needed the right time to say it. It's not like she was sure or anything… it was only a theory that was really logical.
She sighs and gets out of the tub. 'There goes my relaxation time!' 
Putting on her clothes, she frowns as the she hears a knock on her door.

What happens when you are unique but no one knows about your powers? What happens when your the plague in the life of everyone who loves you and wherever you go, disaster fallows? And to top it all off, you are the air to a billion dollar company?
Welcome to the life of Scarlet Adair. the next hair to the Adair company throne. 
now what you don't know about Scarlet, is that she know about a secret... a secret that no one knows of. she knows who is behind the hidden mask of the man who saves New York. Well... She has some ideas.
but when she meets her new ally... things get interesting.

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