Waiting for the Gods

[Poker Face]

Mind appeared outside the University. It was quite large and a student was leaving as he approached the large glass doors. He wasn’t watching any of the Gods; but he was working on it. He walked in deeper into the halls of the University and into the Administration, he wished to talk to the Principle of this establishment.

“Hello,” the Principle said, walking closer to where Mind stood. Mind noticed his badge said Mr. Riley, his hair was greying and Mind found the food in his beard quite disgusting but turned his mind away from the thought and focus at the task at hand. Thinking ahead Mind put his hand behind his back and thought of something made up, a fake life and I.D on a piece of paper. “What do you want?” the man asked.

“My name is….” Looking at the piece of paper, “Christopher Timmins, from England and I’d like to work at this University.”

“You? HA. Only top rate teachers work here buddy, now move.”

“I don’t think you understand, Mr. Riley, I want to work here as a teacher, I’m smarter than I look.” Mind was fed up with this guy and decided to reach into the human’s mind and seising control of his physical body and spirit. “You under stand this is very important to me Mr. Riley. Now would you sign this form so I can work here?” Mr. Riley eyes were blank and he was staring into nothingness he used his monotonic voice to say something like, “Sure. Sign.” After saying this he took the pen out of his pocket and signed the form. “I hope we have come to understanding see you tomorrow Mr. Riley” And he took a copy of the signed form and let go of the human’s mind. He said stunned, “Oh yes, tomorrow. Sure.” Puzzled Mr. Riley went back to what he was doing.

Now mind had to wait for tomorrow and tried to think about what subject would best suit his interest, after all he didn’t know everything in the world.

[stickxkeyblade]

Pride, years ago, would sit atop his tall tower made of equal parts glory and ruin and watch the pathetic little humans run around on the world's surface like insects. He would drink from the fountain of eternity at his leisure and spend his days alone, in solitude, unless it suited him to do otherwise. Pride was often called the original sin for very good reason. He was special; he contained all the other sins within him, but he could contain it. He could control those urges, unlike the others. That was what made him better.

Jedric Zale, only twenty-four, would stand at the top floor of his multi-million dollar company tower and watch people passing on the streets below like insects. He would drink expensive alcohols and never had any friends except the few people who he pretended to like because it was good business. He'd gotten very far, very quickly, and was proof that good things happened to bad people. He knew he was different, that something was wrong with him, but he could control it. That was what made him special. That was what made him better.

Needless to say, his personality carried over through the reincarnation pretty damn well.

Jed yawned loudly and stretched his arms upwards as he got off his plane. An assistant told him his bags were already at the hotel, and directed him towards the car. He muttered something in Polish about how much he hated planes and airports and business trips, but got into the car without much argument. He kept his shades on in the car, even though it was dark and a bit hard to see. He didn't really care, he could look at everything later.

This was only a pit stop, after all. A day or two in a city somewhere in America, then another plane ride to the other side of the country. This city--what was it called again?--was a tourist trap. Had a famous university. Lots of good food, that sort of thing. It didn't have enough people running around in it to piss him off every time he left his room, and it didn't have so few people he wouldn't find a couple people to play with. He decided as he gazed uncaring out the window, that it was a small, albeit welcome, comfort.

[Twilight12]

Before the events that took place, Judgement loved to see everyone working together. While being neutral, he thought nothing more was better than the cycle of life, the world spinning accordingly. Whether it was the birth of a new born baby, the death of a loved one, the destruction of weapons, or world peace. Judgement job on this planet, was to decide the faith of those around him, and those around him, was everybody. Judgement saw the beauty of death, and also the burden of life, the need for war, and the declined peace. All of that though, was long gone. Ever since the Gods got out of control and started to fight eachother, he knew he had to erase thier memories. Judgement was the only god with the power to erase the minds of the gods, and although it was needed, he knew of the consequences that would happen if the balance of good vs evil is not leveled in time. Judgement watched over Earth and tried to locate every former god inorder to keep track on them and "judge" thier actions. It had been several hour since the memory erase, and not soul of the gods had found a proper host yet. So far, Pride had found a host. Jedric Zale, 24yrs old, richer than Gates and full of himself. " Ha, what a perfect match for Pride. Zedric always had a lot of Pride. If this trends keeps up, every god will reincarnate into a humans most prominent sin/virtue."

All of a sudden, Judgement couldn't help but think what would happen if not all the gods are re established again. " Can't get so skeptical now." With one last thought, he wanted everyone eles opinion.

I wish the gods(neutral) were here around me. With the last words out of Judgements mouth, the gods appeared around him.

"Now everyone, I'm sorry for calling you hear, as I did it selfishly. You guys all know I don't use my powers for personal gain, or without a reason. For the past several hours, I've been wondering If what I have done was for the better good. I didn't hesitate to do so, and we all know I have the better judgement than us all. *chuckles* I just want to know your ideas, I mean the deal is set and done, and it can only be resolved by the gods themselves, but I just want your thoughts about this. Now, we all know 13 gods aint a lot to keep track of, but you must know that I have the world as well to take care of, but I also am aware, you all have your own indicidual duties to attend to, thats why am going to ask that each you atleast watch over 1 god, and report to me how thier doing and thier actions. I think this would be a pretty efficient way to overlook everyones status. Any questions? Or statements that you'd like to state otherwise?"
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Gods Detected: 1/13
Who: Pride
Allias: Jedric Zale
State of Memories: Low

[Game_Punk]

Death sat under a tree, hood hiding his face. His name in this form was Viktor, he chose this name, because it was the name of a young boy who he had taken from this world at the age of 11, it was sad at the funeral, mostly because the boy's body had been found peacefully sitting under a tree, Much like death sits now.

He lets out a sigh, "This world bores me so much."

Suddenly he was standing in front of Judgment, who had a simple mission for them: Look after the gods that had had their powers and memories stripped from them.

"Well, I'll look after Wrath, when I find him." With a slight smirk he adds, "Well I'm sure no one will be to disappointed that I chose him."

[Brol]

Brol walked out of the Airport,"Hm...New York, seem's like a awesome place to be huh bro?" He turns around, Sleif was no where to be found. Brol chuckled he found his brother talking to some girls and walked to the waiting seats, he knew he was gonna be there for a while. He put on his mp3 and looked around the airport, it was very different than his homestead. This place wasn't as busy as Japan, but it was just the same. Sadly everyone seemed down, pretty much emotionless here, Brol stood up and started talking to random people that walk by him. Interestingly enough, no one yelled at him to go away, and instead their reactions were pleasant and joyful. Brol was in a long conversation with a group of bikers before he realized that Sleif was gone with two girls he was talking to.

[Solareon]

Life had been sitting on top of the Empire state building looking down upon all the people, he had just recently gotten orders to watch over the Good and Evil gods that had been sent to earth and lost of there memories, he wasn’t really the kind of god that liked babysitting but he though some fun could be done. Life had still been in his god form so he thought it would be better if he went into his human form, a bright light surround Life and after it left a young seventeen year old was left in Life's place, his hair had been at his shoulders but his cloths were still in a god like form. "Can't have that" as with that Life turned his cloths into a faded blue jean jacket and some ripped jeans with dog tags around his neck.

"Now I think I'll be John" Life said as he named himself John, it was a funny thing how he gotten that name, it had been the name of a young skateboarder he had given Life to years ago, the boy had now become a great skateboarder and was livening in another state so he choose his name. Deciding it was time to head down from the tall building the god now named John took a skateboard that had been near him and jumped off the building.

"Yahoo!" John yelled as soared down from the high building to the ground, it had been nighttime here so he was sure that no one would be able to see him, he skateboarded on the edges of the building and when he began to reach the bottom he jumped off the board and landed in a ally and landed gracefully on the ground "So lets see were the other gods are" he could of just found them the faster that but this way was more fun.

[Adolept]

Envy stood against the wall, watching a lone basketballer slamming dunks skillfully. The man turned to him. "Hey buddy, wanna play?" he asked, throwing the ball to him. Envy caught and looked at it for a second. "I don't think I'm as good as you.... could you teach me?" he asked innocently looking back at the man.
"Hmmm... well I guess. Throw the ball over here and I'll teach you how to dribble." he said opening his hands. But Alex laughed and kept the ball. "Oh no. Your ways to boring. Let's do it my way....". Swiftly, he ran past the man and pushed his hand on to the back of his head. Suddenly, the man disappeared into his hand and his clothes lay on the ground. He went into the pockets and picked out the wallet, taking the cash and his I.D. "Hmmm... .Alex Huasin, huh. I wish that could be my name.... oh wait. It can be!" Alex chuckled as he grabbed the ball and copied how the man had done earlier.

[Star Light]

(Ok I'm here. Sorry I'm late)

Cure was of the younger god(desse)s. She helped heal the humans on earth whenever she could. She was one of the most adorable godesses, for she thought, of all the gods.

Elizabeth Smith. A young girl born from a rich family from England. She recently moved to America. She misses her families and friends. She made new ones though. She didn't feel right being with them. Her mother was an ER Doctor. Her father owned a buisness in which he recently moved from England to New York. Elizabeth, was a hyper, energetic girl. She enjoyed helping people. She had a british accent. She enjoys reading mythology stories. She loved reading about the gods, Troy, Greece legends, Roman, and diffrent mythical creatures.

Lizzy, the name she goes by, goes to the local public school. The one morning Lizzy felt very weird, but got over it. She was working on her latin homework on the bus. She stopped and looked out the window. She sighed. She didn't get much sleep.

[Spyells]

Love was sitting alone in the universities library. She looked around sadly thinking about all of the evil in the world. There was hardly any love here. People were mean to each other just out of spite. And not many seemed to love the world in which they lived. They littered like it was nothing else. Love got up sadly and walked out of the library and headed outside. It was evening so there were many students milling about. Love stopped walking when she saw this one girl sitting by the fountain all by herself. Love looked around and noticed that a guy was watching her. Love could feel his emotions for the girl strongly. But the girl was so into her studies she didn't even notice the man. Love was invisible because she was in her goddess from. Love looked around and headed to an ally behind one of the dorms. She transformed out of her beautiful goddess appearance into one of an African American college student.

Love picked up a mirror and looked at herself. Deciding she was happy with her appearance she decided to give herself a name. Brandy Smalls. Smiling Brandy left the alley and headed over to the black girl that was studying. The boy that was watching her had a book in front of his face pretending to study. He was sitting on the building's steps for the library. Brandy sat down next to the girl and smiled. It was time to get to work. There needed to be more love in this world. And Brandy knew where to start.
"Hello." Brandy said smiling. "My name is Brandy. What's yours?"
The girl looked up at her and blinked.
"My name is Ashanti. Are you a student here?" The girl asked suspiciously.
Brandy just laughed. The girl stared. Although Brandy was now in human form the urge to love her was just too much. The girl smiled relaxing.
"I'm a junior. What year are you in?"
"I'm a freshmen."

Brandy talked to her for a while. At the same time Brandy was watching the boy out of the corner of her eye. He looked like he might be a junior or senior in college.
"Do you know that guy?" Brandy asked conversationally.
Ashanti glanced in that direction. The boy quickly put his head back down into his book.
"His name is Derrick. I don't know much about him. Except that he is really popular. I think he's on one of the sports teams."
"Have you ever talked to him?"
"Once. He seemed like a nice guy. But I don't have time to get caught up with guys right now."
Brandy nodded her understanding as Ashanti talked. But if he really loves you then he wont distract you from your goals. He will encourage you to accomplish your dreams. And he will help you get there. Brandy thought as Ashanti talked. Brandy looked at Derrick again and viewed him in a different light so that she could see his heart. Just as Brandy thought he had a kind heart and would not stop Ashanti from accomplishing her goals. Smiling Brandy knew what she had to do.
"You know I have to go. But it was nice talking to you. I hope we can talk again sometime."
Ashanti smiled.
"I hope we can too."

Brandy got up and stretched. Than making sure that no one was watching she laid her hand on Ashanti's forehead. But it was so fast that no one would have noticed anyway. Brandy told her this in love's voice.
Derrick is in love with you. If you were to examine your heart you would see that you are in love with him too. But if you don't make a move now you will lose your true love forever. You do not have to fear because your true love will always love and protect you as long as you both shall live. And he will he help accomplish your goals by being there every step of the way. Now that I have examined your heart go forth my child and make a decision. Your true love is sitting right there waiting for you. And he will continue to wait for you until he can wait no longer.

Brandy took her hand away just as quickly as she had laid it there. She left Ashanti sitting there with a blank look in her eyes before she came back to reality. Brandy had used her powers of love to talk directly to Ashanti's heart. If the two were meant to be together than Ashanti would know what to do. But unfortunately Brandy's only power was to make people love each other and the world around them. Whether it be friendship, family, or a romantic love. Only fate could determine what happened next in romantic relationships and Brandy didn't always trust him. Brandy sighed and headed to the admissions office to get a dorm room, just as Ashanti stood up looking at Derrick with love shining in her eyes.

[Takuya]

A tree fell in the woods of Iceland. It was chopped up into lumber and picked up by a large man wearing nothing but a shirt, trousers and shoes all a shade of brown. A classic woodcutter living alone in the woods, far from urban landscape, comfortable only with villages and towns, a very close friend of peace. Exactly what War was looking for.

There hadn't been much good war in recent times. The Crusades, Ghengis Khan's Invasions, Alexander's, Byzantine-Ottoman, the Scottish, even the Atlantean wars were the only good ones. To War anyways. He was very active in the old days traveling all over the world buying spices, taking care of the Mongol horses, walking all the way from the Mediterranean to India as a dare, reading in Constantinople, dancing with the Scots and fishing for rare fish. Oh, the days. Nowadays he usually hides in his world, watching television and eating chips.

But the rest of the gods and godesses were acting out of universal balance. There he was in Heaven, about to don his armor for Armageddon as a Rider, then Judgement calls him. What timing.

In his small form War ran up to the woodcutter from behind a tree(where else?) and rightly gave him a hug, taking the form of Jon Grombar. Immediately the birds gave calls and began fighting small battles, and just before Jon was about to call out to stop them he appeared before Judgement again. He yawned slightly as Judgement spoke.

"Now everyone I'm sorry for calling you here, as I did it selfishly. You guys all know I don't use my powers for personal gain, or without reason. For the past several hours, I've been wondering if what I have done was for the better good. I didn't hesitate to do so, and we all know I have the better judgement than us all. *chuckles* I just want to know your ideas. I mean, the deal is set and done and it can only be resolved by the gods themselves, but I just want your thoughts about this. Now, we all know 13 gods aren't a lot to keep track of, but you must know that I have the world as well to take care of, but I also am aware, you all have your own indicidual duties to attend to, thats why am going to ask that each you at least watch over one god, and report to me how they're doing and their actions. I think this would be a pretty efficient way to overlook everyones statuses. Any questions? Or statements that you'd like to state otherwise?"

Jon woke from a daydream and replied, "NO QUESTIONS, SIR. SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA, AS YOU USUALLY COME UP WITH." He remembered what Judgement was saying and turned down his voice a bit. He raised an eyebrow as Death took Wrath to watch over. After a second, which is a very long time for a god, War replied, "As for myself, I'll take Love. Nothing bad can come up with that, can it?"

[Star Light]

"Sigh what along day. At least I got an A+ on my latin report. Well I guess I'll head to the hospital. Still I feel like I have powers. Powers of a goddess. I know that's a lie. Well better head to the hospital." Lizzy said to herself. She decided to walk. The hospital was not that far away. She walked past many shops. She looked in the windows. She saw so many cool things. A new clothing designs from Macy's. She saw a cute purse and beltt when she walked past Claires. She even saw a new cool looking video games. She wasn't in to them though. Well she looked ahead. She saw the big building appear. The hospital. An ambulence was parked in the emergency parking lot unloading a patient. They seemed like they were having troubles. Lizzy ran over imediately without thinking to help. She saw her mom. She was helping as well.

"Hey is there anything I can do?" Lizzy asked.

"Oh Lizzy, yes, I need you to check with Dr. Bulk and see if he has the surgery room over." Lizzy's mom said. She looked at the patient. He was coughing up blood lot's of blood. She quickly ran into the emergency room waiting room. She ran over to the front desk. Nurse Ellie was there.

"Nurse Ellie! My mom needs to know if the surgery room is ready. She said Dr. Bulk would know." Lizzy said. Dr. Bulk came up behind her.

"Lizzy, yes tell your mother it is." Dr. Bulk said. Lizzy knodded. She set her books on the front desk and quickly ran back out to tell her mom. She ran over to her mom. The patients one leg fell out of the bed and touched Lizzy. He then stopped couching up blood. In fact he started getting his color back. Everyone looked. He sat up.

"I can breathe again. I'm not coughing. How do I look besides being covered in blood?" The paitent said. Everyone was amazed. Lizzy backed away from the foot. He stopped the minute he touched her. She looked at her side where his foot touched her. He touched her where there was bare skin. On her arm. Even more her arm was glowing in the spot. She gasped and colored it up. She looked at the paitent. She smiled and had an unsure little laugh. She backed away. When she thought she was far enough away she ran inside. She grabbed her books and made sure the mark was covered. Lizzy ran up to the hospitals main entrance. In the front was a fountain. She sat down. She looked. It was the fountain stating this was one of the few hospitals that helped the victims of 9/11. Lizzy wasn't around then though. She looked on the plaid. It had the names of all the doctors. Then on another side. All the patients. On another side. Who all died. Then the last side who all lived. The fountains center piece had the godesses of cure as the center peice. So many people said it looked like Lizzy. Lizzy looked at it. She really, really looked at it. It did look like her.

[stickxkeyblade]

Some three hours later, Jed was off walking around the streets of New York. It was the nice part of New York; the part you see in movies. It was kind of funny how just a few miles in another direction there were slums where crime was through the roof and druggies were around every corner. People behind in rent, electricity being shut off. That sort of thing. And it was all right next to the beautiful, sparkling world of New York that was government funded. It was a funny world he lived in.

He'd managed to ditch his hotel without his assistant following him, using the crowd as cover. He glanced through the store windows, wondering if he'd buy anything. Some of the clothes were nice. He passed right past the video games, since he'd never much had the patience for them.

He kept walking. Eventually he walked past a hospital. That was something he would agree with--the idea of a hospital meant to help people--but doctors were all corporate sellouts and he hated being inside of them. The gardens in front of it looked nice, though, so he thought he might as well take a look. He wasn't going anywhere, so it wasn't like he was in a rush.

Hands in his pockets, orange shades covering his eyes that had been dyed red to match his hair (I jest, they were only contacts, and he dyed his hair second anyway) he walked along, ignoring any signs that may have told him to keep off the grass. Eventually he came upon a fountain with a statue in the middle. There was a girl sitting there, too, gazing up at said statue intently. She looked kind of cute, he thought with a smirk, though on second thought... She was tall, but something seemed off. She looked way too young. A lot like him, actually. Was she older or was she younger?

Then he looked up at that statue. He recognized it as the goddess of healing and cures. He'd read about her a lot as a kid, along with all the other gods. Mythology like that always had him captivated, though there was something about these sets of gods that always had him a bit... Uneasy.

So finding the statue now was a bit ironic, really.

He kept his hands in his pockets, and gazed up at the statue as well. For a goddess, she was pretty cute too. Looked a little bit older than the girl underneath the fountain, though; a shame she was only stone.

"Do you believe in this sort of stuff?" he asked in his slightly accented, but otherwise perfect, English. He'd intended the comment to go towards the girl, and didn't care that it was out of nowhere.

[Solareon]

John was walking around the city of new York just finely enjoying being able to be in the city again, he always loved the bright lights and all the people, he felt so much life in it but he knew that there was also death around it too. "I wonder were the other gods are?" He said to himself as he walked into the streets when traffic was still going, it was a funny thing to see for a young man to be dodging traffic so Easley and getting to the other side without a scratch while people were honking at him.

When he got to a certain point of the city near a hotel John reached into his pocket to find out he had no money, he reached all over his jeans trying to find ever a dime but nothing "Oh yah send me down here with no cash, thanks man" John said to the sky not knowing if Judgment could hear him, "Well better find a building to sleep on top of tonight" John said wishing he had some cash on him.

[Twilight12]

Judgement looked at War right into his eyes and laughed. The respect that he showed was cute. I mean, seriously, isn't it a bit ironic? War is never suppose to be thought of as "cute". But the real answer is what atonished Judgement about how the humans live. Deep down, each + and - god have good and bad traits. War is so much more than hate, destruction, and pain. Life, on the other hand, well lets just say he's not always happy about bringing another being into this world.

Judgement eyes then widened. "It can't be!" Judgement soon rushed toward his room of fate. Only few are ever allowed to disturb Judgement in his own personal room. This was usually a sign for the others to understand that Judgement had some thinking to do. When Judgement looked at his overview of the world, he noticed strong energy readings coming from a library and a basketball course. Who could it be?
Love and Envy. Thats who.

Judgement than began to notice that when he settled the punishment, that his focus wasn't as clear as
some of the others were. Judgement than thought of this and only this, distancing himself from the outside world. " Leave them with thier humans, but take away thier godly memories". When the words were spoken, Love and Envy, or should I say Brandy and Alex have lost thier memories, and retrieving them won't be as easy. The 2 gods now lost thier powers, and they have no no trace of thier powers. The memory and time of when they used thier powers on civilians was erased from thier minds. How they became thier new selfs, was left alone, but they will now go on with thier lives, with no control AT ALL over thier powers. Atleast, not for a while.

On the otherhand, Judgement noticed that another power was slightly used, but he noticed that it came from " Cure". Cure was at the hospital, and apparently she has company. Good o'l Pride. Flriting known the less. Judgement noticed as well that Cure's powers were manifesting. Unbeknowist to her, her powers were one of the only to have a mind of its own, and that itself, could not be tamed. The reason the little boy was "cured" so to speak, was because of Cures presence. All is well now.

Judgement walked back to where War was and let him know of his charge. She's at the Library at the University of New York, and shes got company.
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Gods Detected: 4/13

Who: Pride
Alias: Jedric Zale
State of Memories: Low

Who: Hope
Alias: Brol Destati
State of Memories: Low

Who: Envy
Alias: Alex Huasin
State of Memories: Low

Who: Cure
Alias: Elizabeth Smith
State of Memories: Low

Who: Love
Alias: Brandy Smalls
State of Memories: Low
Watcher: War
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[Solareon]

To say the least John was missing being in his god form already, it wasn’t that he didn't like being in a human form but it kinda sucked too, his powers weren't as strong, he couldn't do much interesting things as before and thanks to being in a human form he had human feelings and the first one he felt was boarded but some things were starting to get good.

He could feel that some of the god that had lost there memories have already started to show themselves, not by person but by there powers and he was sure that the big guy had already found out. Life/John wondered what was to come of this punishment for those gods, was there a higher meaning to it? Or was it just made on a whim, whatever reason it was the god made it his mission to watch over the other gods or the one he was supposed to look after.

John had come up on a dark ally way and what he saw pained him badly, there sitting against a wall was what looked like to be a young man, he had blood all over his cloths and body and it looked like has been beat to death. The god walked up to the young man trying to wake him up but nothing happened, it pained him to see what this world had become were someone could be beaten to death and left in a ally to die alone and in the cold of the night. "I hope the big guy doesn't get pissed for this" John said as he touched the young man's head softly and left his god like powers do the work.

The god stood up after he was done and walked away without saying a word, five minutes later the young man woke up, his wounds all healed, his cloths and body gone of any blood and feeling like he was just re born. John smiled as he felt the man come back to life but he had to get back to who he was looking for.