Sanguine Love

This is a response to Felicity Dreams challenge =D The Ares / Percy Challenge.

So, I didn't know what sanguine meant. I'd heard it before on Sanctuary (another TV Show) because there was a species called Sanguine Vampiris (Vampires obviously). So i looked it up in the dictionary, and I got cheerfully optimistic or bloody / bloodthirsty.

Seeing as I've never seen a program about a cheerfully optimistic vampire (and if any of you reading have – can you send me a PM or something to tell me what show so I can see it please?) I'm going to go to bloodthirsty. (This fic has nothing to do with vampires though)

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Their whole relationship was based on blood.

That was how it had started, when Ares had cut open Percy's arm. It had started with blood, and everybody knew it would end with blood. All the Gods had said that Ares would kill Percy eventually, but Percy himself disagreed. He thought that he knew enough to stop the God of war.

He was right though. He stopped Ares when he went too far, and Ares stopped Percy from doing too much.

Ares made Percy go faster, and Percy made Ares slow down.

Percy brought a house, and for a time, before the other Gods could stop him, Ares lived with him. And then there were the challenges of living like a human, gas bills, time, seasons, time, bus tickets, Time.

Everything in Ares mind centred around the fact that he wasn't getting older, he wasn't aging, he wasn't going to die. Percy on the other hand, was 30 years old now, and getting older by the second. And being so close to a God like he was, was going to age him further. It was like living close to a nuclear reactor.

So Ares left Percy. Percy moved on eventually. Got married to a mortal. Had a little girl. Broke up with his wife. His daughter died. Ares came back.

When they got back together, the first thing that Ares did was draw blood. Biting and scratching and grabbing. Percy thought that it was to be expected, for Ares was the God of War.

Ares' life went downhill when Percy got killed. A deranged man who thought the Gods had cursed him, a man who had followed the Grecian Gods throughout his life. He'd followed Percy, knowing of his strong attachments to at least three of the main twelve Gods. Ares enacted revenge on this man, and he devastated the Earth with his anger.

And so the other Gods were wrong. Ares hadn't killed Percy. The bloodthirsty God had saved the demigod from a slow and boring life, but it wasn't enough to save him in the end. It was the thing that had killed him.

His sanguine love.