A/N: If any of you have time, please go and follow/favorite/review my other SnK story. It would make me so happy!

Before I start, I just want to let everyone know that I don't really recognize age in my stories. I also am looking for beta readers to help me along the way. Fan art is appreciated as well (;

As this story will have gods in it, they will not be Greek. I am making up their names and abilities, and will be making it up as I see fit. I will also be starting in the middle of the anime, so if you haven't watched or read SnK, please do not read. I would not want to spoil this for anyone.

Thank you. Enjoy.

**Edited as of 4/5/17.**

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Elysium. A place known for its beauty and tranquility, and a place where deities can reside in peace as they see fit. It was taboo for something like havoc to happen, as this was a place of happiness, not calamity. To be frank, it was the perfect place for the gods to call home.

Until this peace was suddenly broken.

In a large, throne-like room sat Deitris, the queen deity herself. Perched in her well-cushioned chair, she sat staring while feeling troubled down at Earth through her golden chalice. It was a rare occasion when she did peek up on how the humans were getting by, but she still checked in on them nonetheless.

However, they were not doing well at all.

Ferocious beings had suddenly appeared in their lands, causing all types of madness to stir. She was confused why they had suddenly just showed up, destroying everything in their path including the humans. Her navy eyes widened in horror at how they started devouring nearly the entire race.

"This is not good," she muttered to herself, her quiet voice echoing off the fire-lit walls. The guards that were standing near the doorway looked at her suspiciously, flicking their eyes towards there queen.

No. This was definitely not good at all. A goddess like her was meant to watch over the human race and guide them through tough times, but she hadn't had a clue as to how she would get rid of these beasts. The gods had created humans, after all; how could they leave them to fend for themselves? It broke her heart at the disturbance this was causing their lives.

There was no way that she could go down and aid them; she was the queen, she had duties to attend to. She had to stay in Elysium. She wrung the chalice's slim neck, setting it down on the marble table beside her. She would have to tell the other deities about this.

"Crocus," she called to one of her guards. He shuffled quickly towards his queen, bowing by the waist. "Call for a hearing. There is an important matter that my people deserve to know of."

"Do you wish for this to happen immediately, your Highness?" Crocus asked, slight worry shining in his brown eyes. He cared deeply for his superior, and her worry was bound to affect the rest of the servants as well. Deitris nodded.

"Yes. This cannot wait."

He bowed again, walking briskly towards the exit and calling out to another guard. He whispered in the guard's ear, sending him off quickly down the luxurious halls of the palace. Deitris sighed, messing with the ends of her golden-colored hair and furrowing her brows in deep thought.

"What must we do about this…?"

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Quicker than she gave them credit for, the other high-ranking gods and goddesses began to pile into chairs that were strewn throughout the throne room, their loud voices irking the troubled queen. When everyone had been seated, she stood, calling everyone's attention to herself.

"Please quiet down, my friends. I have grave news to tell you all." She began, and worried whispers could be heard throughout the room.

"I wonder what has Deitris so nervous," one god had muttered.

"She is usually so calm... her troubles are undoubtedly for a good cause," another inputted. Deitris's eyes scanned over the medium-sized crowd.

"Thank you for coming on such short notice. We will begin now." She took her seat, crossing one leg over the other.

"It has come to my attention that Earth, and the humans, have recently come under attack."

The whispers has started up again, this time more severe than before. The gods and goddesses looked at each other in shock and grief.

"Earth? Under attack?"

"Another war, perhaps?"

"Nonsense. Our queen would not bring us here if it was not graver than that."

"You are right. I would not." Deitris replied vaguely, and the room quieted again. A god with pale-green eyes and black hair stood, looking towards the queen for the right to speak. She nodded, allowing him to do so.

"Are you saying that this is a threat that we have not come across before, my queen?" he asked, raising a confused brow. Murmurs of agreement swept over the slightly hushed crowd. Deitris let out a soft sigh, nodding once to her subordinate.

"Yes, Aegeus. That is correct."

Aegeus nodded back, taking his seat. The queen flicked her eyes over to her chalice again, remembering the terrifying things she had seen on Earth. She had to admit that for once in her long-lived lifetime, she was frightened. Not for herself, but for the humans.

"In such short time, monstrous beings that the humans are calling 'Titans' have flooded Earths lands, terrorizing the peace and devouring humans without restraint. From what I have seen, it is far worse than I had imagined. If this continues, then the human race as we now know it will be extinguished. We cannot allow this to happen."

The queen's voice had sounded pained, and her underlings could tell that she was feeling just that. They were all shocked to see their proud ruler in such a state, and couldn't help but feel stricken for her. A goddess with similar traits stood, not waiting for Deitris to allow her to speak.

"If this is the case, Deitris," she spoke with familiarity to the queen. "Then we must send someone to aid the humans. We cannot let this chance slip."

"I agree, Calandra," the queen's voice was low with guilt, her gaze turning to the marble floors beneath her. It was the deities of Elysium's duty to watch over and protect the humans, but one had hardly ventured down to Earth for such a long visit. It was a strict rule to limit travel due of the risk of being exposed. Deitris knew that this rule would have to be broken, whether she had wanted it to or not. "But sister, who can we send? We cannot risk sending a god or goddess of higher status; they must uphold their positions here. If we are to send someone, they will have to have the experience as well as the knowledge of an older deity."

Calandra frowned, picking different scenarios in her head. Conceiving was rare in Elysium, so there were only a couple young gods to choose from...save for the few soldiers they could send. An idea (albeit hazardous) popped into her head. She knew that the gods she chose would be the only ones capable of leading humanity to victory, and she met her sister's eyes carefully.

"If that is your wish, then you know who we must ask."

It took a few seconds for the queen to understand her sister's proposition. When she finally had, however, Deitris's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You dare ask me to send my children to fight? Your nephews and nieces?!" she spat, rage quickly consuming her. The walls began to shake, and the queen let off a frightening aura, scaring her subjects. They had never seen their queen so angry.

Calandra stared back, her gaze firm and resolute. She would not back down easily, after all, she knew how to take care of her sister if things had gotten out of hand. "You know that we have little to no options, Deitris. Your children are perhaps the only candidates suited for this mission.. They are old enough to make their own decisions now." She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Why don't you see for yourself? Call on them and we shall see what their answers will be."

Deitris stiffened, her breath voluntarily shaking. Her children were the only thing left to remind her of her late husband, and if she had lost them to a battle on Earth, she would be more than devastated. But as much as she didn't want to admit it, Calandra was right. Their prowess far exceeded other deities despite her children's ages. The queen clenched her jaw, finally accepting before nodding her head hesitantly.

"…Very well. Call for them at once."

Crocus stuck his head out the door once again, alerting a guard on stand-by to call for the queen's children. The throne room was quiet for a few minutes, and no one dared to make a sound. Finally, the door opened, revealing two men that appeared to be in their early twenties. The striking resemblance to their mother wasn't hard to miss, and they were both very handsome. They had walked straight towards their mother, standing in front of her cautiously. Deitris's calm demeanor had almost broken at seeing her sons.

"Kalil, Eadric," she nodded, giving them a warm smile. She wanted to appear brave in front of them, not frightened. She knew that if her façade broke, the two of them would instantly worry for her and that would lead things off topic. "I have a proposition for the both of you."

Her sons had stood firm, waiting for her to continue like the generals they were. "Earth is being attacked, and I need to send one of you to assist them in their battles. I cannot send the both of you; it would be too large of a risk. I need you to decide immediately if you will help. I'm afraid that there isn't much time for me to give you."

Kalil and Eadric turned to look at each other, their matching brown-eyed gazes contemplating what their mother was saying. Kalil, being the oldest, replied first.

"And you want us to be completely honest with you, mother? Do we have a say in this matter?"

"Of course you do," she confirmed. "I do need your consent, after all. The choice is not entirely up to me."

Kalil's eyes hardened when meeting his mother's stare. "Then I do not wish to leave."

"I feel the same." Eadric echoed, crossing his broad arms over his metal-plated chest. Deitris's eyebrows shot up in disbelief, a bit shocked at how they blatantly turned down the request. She didn't expect her boys to be so blunt about it.

As much as she hated to ask, she had to. "And why is that?"

"We do not want to leave our home just to help greedy, self-centered beings," Eadric spat, his eyes full of fury. Kalil nodded, feeling the same way as his younger brother did.

"How could you say that?!" Deitris gasped, shocked at her son's outburst. "We crafted humans, Eadric. We are their gods; it is our sworn duty to watch over them and assist them! And here you find them unworthy of our protection? Whatever for?!"

"We have already made up our minds, mother," Kalil's voice was low, threatening as he spoke for both himself and his sibling. "I do not despise humans nearly as much as Eadric does...but that is not the point. We have always aided humans in their wars, and what have we gained in return? Nothing but an array of unappreciation and requests for more than what is already given." This time, Kalil's voice traveled over to the crowd to see their reactions. "I think we should see how well they fair against these so called Titans on their own. If this is unsatisfactory to you, then you may send anyone else but us. As the future king of Elysium, I still have much to learn about my position. I do not want to be reckless and leave knowledge behind for a war that I am unsure of."

In the span of his speech, the queen's gaze had lowered to the ground, and Kalil was afraid that he had said too much and successfully angered her. His mother looked at them again, her eyes glazing over in sadness. He instantly felt guilty for his actions. He loved her dearly and hadn't wanted to hurt her, but this was the decision he and his brother had made; he had wanted to stay in Elysium.

"I am very disappointed in you both." She sniffled, and her protective shell finally shattered as she let out a sob of anguish. She was hurting; for the humans, for her people, and for herself. How could they be called deities if they had let those below them perish?

Eadric felt his chest constrict almost painfully at seeing his mother, their leader, break down for the very first time in front of them. She was usually so strong-willed, and to let something like this sadden her was very frustrating to him. He clenched his fist, nearly breaking the skin there as his brother held their mother while she sobbed quietly, shushing her and trying to calm her back into a reliable state.

Suddenly, the doors to the room were thrown open, and a streak of white had dashed over to the front of the queen. It was identified as a wild-formed goddess with her determination set in her eyes.

"Forgive my late intrusion, but..." she sucked in a breath, even though she hardly needed it. "Mother, please allow me to go in their stead! Let me help save humanity!" She declared solidly, nervousness lacing her tone while she awaited Deitris's reply. At the sound of her daughter's voice, her head shot up from Kalil's shoulder, giving the snow-blonde girl a firm glare.

"Absolutely not, Caryn. This quest is too dangerous for you. You are much too young for something this advanced," Deitris replied, tone leaving no room for discussion. Caryn let out a low growl, not satisfied with her mother's answer. Young she may be, but she was still too old to be pestered and coddled like she was in her days of infancy.

"You know as well as I do that I am just as competent, if not more so, than Eadric and Kalil. I have been training with them my entire life! What difference would it make should you send them or I?" the goddess's eyes blazed with defiance, brightening with each word she spoke. "I understand that I am not as old, but I am perfectly capable of traveling to Earth despite my age!"

"Do you even know the dangers of traveling alone, girl? You will be by yourself, learning the ways of the humans in a short amount of time without little guidance from us...and that us without you giving your true nature away so suddenly." Deitris challenged, looking down at her daughter. She was the spitting image of her father. Although Caryn had inherited her mother's blonde, almost white hair, she had her father's hazel-blue eyes and even had the same dimple in her right cheek that he had when he smiled. It was almost as if the queen was seeing her love right in front of her; only in female form.

"I know, and I do not doubt myself in the slightest. Please, believe in me, mother!" Caryn pleaded, her eyes begging to be accepted. "Please. I could be of help, you know I could."

The air was thick with tension as seconds ticked by without a sound, and you would even be able to hear a pin drop. Finally, the queen sighed, walking towards her daughter and placing her hands on her soft cheeks.

"I will allow this." Caryn was nearly about to let out a yip of happiness, but her mother spoke first. "But on one condition. You help annihilate the Titans, and at the same time, refrain from giving yourself away. It will take time for the humans to contemplate what you truly are."

"Doesn't that count as two conditions, mother?" the blonde teased, sending Deitris a dazzling grin that she saved for this particular moment. The queen smiled genuinly for the first time that day, her mood instantly picking up. It was a beautiful smile that matched her daughters.

"Perhaps." She teased back, ruffling Caryn's hair back. "You are to leave in one week. I expect you to train twice as hard with your brothers, and pack the things that you need the most. Remember to only pack the most important, and not those that will hold you down while traveling."

Her daughter had let out a squeal, nodding her head quickly and dashing back out of the throne room, her brothers following stiffly as the doors shut with a soft 'click'. Deitris let out an involuntary sigh, running a hand through her blonde locks.

'Why do I feel as if I am going to regret this?' she thought bitterly, her eyes scanning over the crowd of gods and goddesses. She had almost forgotten that they were here with her, considering they were patiently waiting for her decree. She spoke out to them.

"The matter has now been decided. Caryn will be aiding the human's fight against the Titans. It is not known for sure if she will eradicate them all, but it will hopefully be enough to come close to it. We can only pray for the best." She glided back up the steps, sitting back in her comfy chair. "If any of you have strategy or knowledge on how to assist her with her quest, please let me know. You are all dismissed."

As the deities began to file out of the throne room, Deitris's mind began to swim with nervous and unprepared thoughts. She wondered how her father and grandfathers before her had dealt with such travesties, and shook her head. They must have had the utmost patience when dealing with Earth. Her thoughts then traveled back to Caryn.

She was so young, and had yet to witness the horrors of the human world. How would she take seeing such death for the first time? Worry flooded throughout her body. She was an innocent soul and had yet to be tarnished by the so-called 'beauty' of mortal life. She just hoped that Caryn was truly ready for this.

'Do not fail me, daughter of mine. The hope of humanity rests in your hands now."

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Hope that wasn't too confusing for anyone to comprehend. This is just the first chapter, and it is more an informational one. R&R please!