The War Goddess Husband

The sounds of the engine roaring, as Pinkie is right behind the car wheel, her foot on the pedal as she drove like an absolute maniac. She was swerving around, passing by the vehicles, while such a thing had moved down the road. They were going down to the hotel. A harrowing screech as the Mothwoman passed traffic, Her instincts allowing her to pass by each car. As she pushed her car to the very limit.

Dusk groaned while he leaned back in the passenger seat. His whole body hurt as he could feel the pain shooting from his shoulder.

“Gods, this hurt so much. Where are we heading to… a hospital?” He groaned, finding himself trying to stay awake, afraid about what might happen if he did fall asleep.

“We’re getting you back to the hotel. Mistress Sombra can call someone who can do far better than any hospital can; some keep yourself awake,” Pinkie exclaimed while looking over at the young man, bleeding out inside the car. Pinkie hoped she could make it back in time, her eyes looking over, watching in horror. He was losing too much blood as she pushed the car into high gear. Running through red lights, she was Unsure if there was anything she could do to save her mistress’s husband.

-000-

Sombra was sitting back comfortably. In the wake of the moment, she had decided to come back early, surprising her husband as she sat down, lying in the honeymoon suite bed, watching television. She gave a small chuckle as she was entertained by whatever was on. She didn’t care, so long as it made her laugh. Then she heard a slamming on the door.

“Mistress, open up quickly! It’s an emergency.” Sombra raised an eyebrow. It’s clear that it was Pinkamena, but what would be so important that she would interrupt such a situation? She pulled herself up, a snap of her fingers as the door opened. Pinkie walked in. Dusk was hanging off her arm as it looked like he was barely holding onto life. It was such a horrifying expression that Sombra grabbed his arm.

“Live damn you live!” She exclaimed while she began pumping her divine energy into Dusk as he gasped for air. He could feel his will growing powerful.

He coughed hard as he tried pushing himself. Dusk felt cold as he lay there for the moment. Dusk managed to mumble out.

“Room spinning, head hurts….” He coughed more. At the same time, Sombra watched him, more shocked as he started to feel the room going dark.

“This isn’t good!” was the last thing Dusk heard Sombra say as he passed out.

-000-

Dusk let out a hard groan as he found himself slowly waking up. His head is hurting badly. He tried pulling himself up. He made a long cry while he turned. “What happened?” Dusk asked while he rubbed his head. He was trying to remember what had happened. He could barely remember what happened. Yet everything was a blur. He groaned as he tried picking himself up. But when he did, a sharp pain ran over him as he let out a hard grunt.

“Crap, what the heck happened?” He muttered when he heard Sombra’s voice.

“Don’t get up; you’re still healing,” Sombra said the goddess, sitting at the end of the bed. At such a moment, Dusk saw the horror crossing her face.

“What happened?” That was all he could say. At this point, he imagined that he was a broken record.

“Someone attacked you and managed to get a few shots on you. You’re lucky that Pinkamena here had gotten to you in time; otherwise, it might have gone bad.” She looked over at the mothwoman, who looked more shocked than anything. She wore her maid outfit as she pretended to dust the room.

“Thanks, Pinkie. But why aren’t I in the hospital?” Dusk looked around, seeing that they were still in their honeymoon suite.

“We didn’t want to risk it. Whoever was trying to kill you, I suspect whoever is causing this might have a plant there. We can’t be too careful. So I brought someone in I could trust.” Sombra spoke up while Dusk found himself pulling the blanket away. The bullet wounds appeared all over his body.

“You also suffered from a concussion. But you’ll recover from that, alright.” Sombra sat down next to him for a minute.

“I’m sorry.” She said the concern in the Goddess reached over, caressing his hip.

“What for?” Dusk asked, trying to keep some conversation as he sat up. He was looking back at her.

“I got you into this situation. I never expected that someone might have come after you. Or you would get hurt this badly.” Dusk shook his head. His instincts told him to run. To run like Hell from this place. Yet a part of him, the stupider side, kept him there.

“It’s nothing; I mean getting shot. It happens all the time.” He reached around, grabbing one of the sheets. “So what are we going to do?” Dusk found himself asking. They couldn’t just sit around and wait for another attack.

“We’ve got to figure out who it is. I can’t just be throwing out who’s doing what.” Sombra responded. It was clear that she was beyond frustrated.

“Why not? You’re the leader of your pantheon. Shouldn’t you have some sway?” Dusk found himself more curious.

“An issue is that if I throw accusations and Am wrong. It could start a war between the pantheons. That’s something I can’t risk.” Sombra said as she remembered the stories of when the last two pantheons had gone to war. The Roman gods had thought they were top dogs. Legend says that Jupiter’s head was still mounted on Zeus’s wall.

“For now, we’ll have to figure out a way to keep you safe.” Sombra imagined more to it: such a passion, the horror. In contrast, she started to think of something.

“We might have to put you into hiding. At the very least, till I can figure something out.” She bit her bottom lip, hating that she might have to do this.

“I mean, I’m willing to do anything. It’s not exactly like I’m looking forward to dying.” Dusk said, a hiss escaping his lips as he jerked with pain.

“Fine, but we’ll need help, and I’m not looking forward to this. But rest, we’ll have plenty of time.” Sombra let out a long sigh as Dusk laid back, letting himself drift back to sleep. Sombra, the Goddess of War, sighed as she looked down at her hand. She might have been considered the Goddess of War, of strength. Yet, at this very moment, she felt weak. What could she do to protect her new husband?

Sombra would reach down to her phone and make a phone call. She was the only person she could rely on.

Some of her wished she had just married that snake of a god, Brutus. She never intended for the people of her land to be hurt because of her selfishness.

“I’ll have to make it up to him; at the very least, I’ve got to fix this.” She bit her lips while she summoned a glass and poured herself some red wine. She would need something to take the edge off as she made the call.

-000-

It would take Dusk three days before he fully recovered. He might have needed only two days. But Sombra insisted that he rest in bed. She had Pinkie care for him while he slept, and she told the Moth woman she needed to ensure all his whims were met.

On the second morning, Dusk explained that she did not need to take care of his morning wood. It was an awkward moment. But she understood. However, she did insist that it was her duty. Dusk almost had to put his foot down.

That was when Sombra came in, the door slamming behind her.

“Alright, I’ve made the arrangements. We’ll be heading to Ohio.” Sombra spoke while she closed the door behind her.

“Ohio… why there?”

“Because no one ever looks in Ohio. It’s like the Florida of the north part of America.” Dusk found himself pausing there. It was like something switched in his head, as he thought that was a bit of a dumb response till he remembered he was from Ohio, and it made some sense.

“But I am from Ohio; wouldn’t they expect that?”

“Why you will be undercover and not make a scene out of it. Pretend you’re from, I don’t know, Canada.” Sombra scoffed it off. But she looked over.

“It’s what I can make do. I’ve called in a lot of favors for this. You should understand. I’m having a god escort you. I’ll come when I can, but you’ve got to lay low. Remember, everyone you know thinks you are dead. I’ll come down after I know it’s clear, so relax.” Sombra said while she reached over, pulling him into a hug. Her warm embrace as she held onto him tightly. However, it didn’t help that she used too much strength, causing his back to pop loudly.

“Alright, you got it. Though who’s taking me? Did you say a God? Who is it like the American god of Truckers or something?” He asked for a minute when there was a knocking on the door.

“Not quite. I can’t use people of my pantheon. They might be watching, So I picked the only God I can trust not to fuck us over. Who no one would be watching. Especially Brutus.” She nudged him for a second as she answered the door.

Sombra pulled the door open, and there was a familiar booming voice,

“Ahh, Sombra, it’s great to see you. The wedding was great.” Walking in was the white-haired old man, better known as Zeus, the god of lighting and leader of the Olympians. Dusk wasn’t sure what to say, his mouth dropping at that.

“You called Zeus, but wouldn’t that be a bad idea? I mean Brutus and.”

“Zeus is our best move. If I or any of my gods are seen heading to Ohio with someone, they might suspect it’s you. Besides, They usually try not to bother Zeus; he does his own thing.” She thought about it more as she wanted to use someone like Odin or even Thor, but they were more popular now, thanks to Marvel Films and those God of War games. She knew they would bring in too much notice.

“Oh, relax, brother; I’ve got your back. We’ll take a fun road trip across the USA and get you over to that place in Ohio. It’ll be fun.” Zeus moved in, grabbing Dusk by the shoulders as he chuckled. Dusk gave a nervous laugh as he could feel the electricity in the air.

“Besides, when I get back to Olympus, I’ll look around and see if I can pick up who might have sent that goon off to kill you,” Zeus smirked while running his hand through his hair, a cocky expression. Dusk could see the storm-grey eyes on him, with Flashes of blue like an oncoming storm. “I don’t feel like the headache of going to war with another group of gods.” He smirked more. Dusk found himself nodding. Not sure how to feel about it while he looked at Sombra.

“As I said, it’s the best I can do. I was going to have Thor, but he’s been going to conventions to meet with his fans.”

Dusk fought off the urge to laugh, imagining Thor going to nerd conventions and partying like it was the end of the world.

“Oh please, if you wanna see partying, I know a good place to head to on our way to Ohio… Why couldn’t it be like New York? At least we know it exists.” Zeus snorted, “It’s almost like the Troy of America.”

Dusk raised an eyebrow as he mentioned once again.

“Ohio is real, and I’m from there.”

“Sure buddy, come on, pack some extra underwear, get downstairs, and we’ll go flying down the road,” Zeus smirked that cockiness on his face while he stood tall and puffed himself up. Dusk watched for a minute and went back to Sombra.

“You sure I can’t just hang with Loki or….”

“No, I am not having a repeat with Loki, trust me… We dated once.”

“Wait, what!” Dusk muttered but shook it off. However, he felt jealous of the idea of Sombra dating Loki. It was something he might have to ask her at a later date.

“Alright, go so that I can give my husband some final words,” Sombra said as she shooed him away. Zeus raised his hand.

“Fine. Oh, the great leader of the American Pantheon.” He chuckled and headed off, the door slamming behind him.

Sombra sighed; her private confidence had vanished briefly as she slumped over.

“I hate dealing with that guy sometimes, but It’ll be over soon. Hopefully, he doesn’t get us into too much trouble.”

Dusk took a second, grabbing her shoulder.

“How did you convince him to help us?” Dusk wondered more since you rarely got help from one of the most famous Gods.

“Let’s say he owes me a favor. He had an affair with the goddess of Credit cards, and I managed to cover it up before Hera found out. So he owed me one.” She smiled while Dusk found himself curious about who the Goddess of Credit Cards was. But those were questions for another day.

“Alright… So you said you had some rules for me?”

“You can’t try and contact your family. I know it’s tempting, but you can’t risk exposing yourself. Who knows what might happen and explain the situation.” She moved, raising her finger. “Another thing, you can’t just expose yourself, so no trying to win the lottery or go to places that might get you on TV.” She raised a third finger at that point.

“Try and keep a low profile regarding these things seriously. I don’t want to find you on the news because you ran into a burning building and saved puppies.” She found herself shaking her head.

“Anything else?” Dusk asked, figuring he tried not to screw this up any harder than he could.

“If you sleep with someone, please don’t let it be a God, and wear a condom. I don’t want to be dealing with a Zeus matter.” She shook her head. While she thought of it. At the same time, Dusk looked at her for a good second.

‘Why would I cheat on you?” He muttered while looking at her.

“It’s inevitable; gods have this bad habit of doing it every so often; for example, Zeus downstairs, he might be the king of the gods, but he’s also the king of horny.” She found herself shaking her head. While Dusk looked at her, he felt horrible in his gut while he leaned in, caressing her cheek.

“I don’t think I’ll do that… it wouldn’t be right beside our marriage. I made a vow.” Sure, the reason they had gotten married was a little off, but at the very least, he wasn’t going to betray her or do something as wrong as that.

“Well… you still have my permission, just try not to sleep with any gods, it’s all I ask; I don’t care if it’s with a monster or human girl. Just follow those rules until I can get up there with you.”

Sombra moved in, kissing him on the cheek.

“Don’t fuck this up. I don’t want you dying.” Though some of her knew if he did, there might be a chance that she might be forced to marry that bastard Brutus, and she wasn’t going to take a chance. It was something she swore on as she moved away. Her fingers snap as the room begins transforming. It was no longer the honeymoon suite. It was now a plain hotel room with the bed sheets fixed. Their suitcases are up and ready.

Dusk was still not used to the godly power, so watching it change amazed him even more. It transformed from the almost fancy summer home into a small hotel room with a single large mattress. It was quite something. He looked towards it for a second while Sombra the Goddess moved around and pushed him out of the door.

“Just behave yourself, and don’t let Zeus do something stupid. And try not to get into trouble.” She muttered while watching him with those stunning eyes, his heart managing to skip a beat while he felt how much she cared for him. In her own, at the very least.

-000-

Dusk stepped out of the hotel’s elevator as he saw Zeus leaning against the hotel’s counter, a broad grin on his face while he adjusted his suit.

“Well, are you two finally done? Finish that quicky of yours.” The Sky god said while he raised his hand, and a pair of keys fell out of thin air into his hand.

“We’re finished, so how will we get back to Ohio?” He asked, trying not to say anything stupid he could remember from the old myths. Zeus didn’t exactly have control over his temper. So he imagined it would be better that he didn’t say anything that might piss God off.

“Well, we’re going to take my car, of course. Cause if we’re going anywhere, we might as well go in style.” He chuckled while heading to the door. Dusk followed without much complaint as he moved behind him. Somehow, he wasn’t sure how he felt. But he kept reminding him that this was for his safety.

Now, Zeus’s car is a 1977 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am. The same kind Burt Rennolds drove in from Smokey and the Bandit. The car glistened and shone in the clear summer sky while Zeus smirked.

“Well, we should get going. We’re going eastbound and down.” He chuckled, winking at Dusk like he knew what the man thought while he looked over a car.

“So you decided to get a firebird… A little on the nose?”

“Well, it was either that or a thunderbird. Besides, my brother has a claim over the Maserati. So I figured I’d get something better.”

“Sorry, Zeus, hate to tell you, but the Charger is better,” Dusk smirked while the thunder god looked at him. Dusk was close to returning it, but Zeus snorted while shaking his head.

“Mortals, always so serious, haven’t smitten someone in a long time. Just get in here, you asshole.”

Zeus jumped into the car through the window and smirked. Dusk shook his head, knowing that he didn’t have much of a choice, and got in closing the passenger side. Zeus started the car, backed out, and drove fast and hard while they left the hotel room.

The car ride was long, and Dusk wasn’t sure what to say, so it was a long, quiet ride. He looked down the window, watching as they passed the mountains; the engine roared while the radio played.

His mind was running off, and he wasn’t sure what to say to the thunder god. So he remained silent. He imagined whatever he could say was something Zeus might have heard more times than once.

The ride was nice. However, it wasn’t overwhelming, just one of those rides that an average person not married to a goddess might have done.

Eventually, Zeus made a turn as Dusk took notice.

“What’s going on?” Dusk asked while noticing the dinner in the middle of nowhere while Zeus looked over, giving a wide smirk.

“Well, come on, boy, even us Gods get hungry, and we’ve been driving for a good few hours, and by the time we get to Ohio, it’s going to be at the very least tomorrow afternoon.” He nudged him in the shoulder with a smirk as he opened the car’s door and headed out.

Dusk waited a good minute, letting out a long, drawn-out sigh as he exited. He was heading into the dinner.

The dinner was simple, with tables lining the wall, right next to the windows, while the counter was pretty lovely, looking like it was made of polished wood. It reminded him somewhat of those old dinners from the 1950s as He and Zeus took a booth; they sat there for a second.

That was when the waitress came over. She was a nice-looking girl looking like she was barely out of her teens as she wore a pink uniform and white smock, her hair tied up, and she gave him a million-dollar smile.

“Well, hello, sug, what could I get you.” She looked over at the two men, and as she handed over the menu, Dusk reached over and looked over it. The classics were all on there as he considered what he might want.

On the other hand, Zeus looked at her with that wicked grin.

“Well, I could think of a few things I’d like, darling, though I’m curious what you are up to after work?” Zeus smirked as he looked at the menu.

The waitress was caught off guard by this.

“Oh, nothing much, just planning on heading home and relaxing; it’s been a crazy day here.” She smiled some while Zeus nodded, cupping his hand.

“If you are interested, maybe I can help you relax.” He reached down, offering his card. The woman watched him quietly, shocked, not sure what to say, looking over at the man for a hot second but finding herself taking the car.

“Um, let me get you guys your drink while you order.” She spoke up, her face turning beat red as she turned around. The waitress didn’t even remember that she hadn’t asked them about what they wanted to drink in the first place.

Dusk looked over at the old god in shock.

“What the hell was that about?” He asked for a second while Zeus smirked.

“Just turning on the godly charm works every time.”

“Yeah, though you might have freaked her out,” Dusk said while the waitress turned back and handed them a few drinks. He watched her for a second as she asked for their order. Dusk decided to be quick not to bother her much, as he asked for a burger and fries. The smell from the kitchen was enticing while Zeus took his time. Dusk could tell he was eye fucking the waitress, especially with how she wore that skirt.

“Hmm. How about a platter of your stake with a side of fries and, to top it off, some cream pie… It’s one of my favorites.” He winked while he handed the menu back. Dusk did the same while the waitress nodded.

“I’ll get it for you guys in a jiffy; just relax there.” She looked back at Dusk for a minute like she realized he was standing there and not ignoring him.

When the waitress was out of earshot, Dusk leaned in soon, saying,

“No, what the hell are you doing? You’re married, and she’s working. You shouldn’t be doing that.”

“Blah, you mortals and standards, I’ll let you know, back when we were well known and worshipped, women would throw themselves at me.” He smirked while leaning back.

“Cause from what I read in some of those stories, you turned into a swan and light to get it frisky with a woman.”

“Those were revisionist history; the woman didn’t want her husband knowing she got a taste of me,” Zeus said with a chuckle.

“Yeah, and Hera?” Dusk raised an eyebrow, knowing this could lead to some horrible actions.

“Oh her, blah between you and me, I think she enjoys it. Helps keep our marriage alive, if you know what I mean.” Zeus chuckled. It wasn’t long before the waitress returned with their food, placing it down as she looked at them.

“I hope this is all to your liking, and if you need anything else, I’m sure I can help you with that.”

“Oh, I’m sure that there are a few things you can do that’s worth my liking,” Zeus said, giving that smile. It reminded Dusk of a dirty old man in the way he spoke but kept on smirking while the waitress, red in the face, turned back and left. Zeus, though, would take a minute longer checking out her fine ass.

Dusk rolled his eyes at the God’s behavior. In contrast, he started munching on his meal. He had to admit it. The thing tasted good. There’s a moment’s pause while he looks back at Zeus, who is eating his stake.

“So, who do you think is trying to kill me?” Dusk asked while pushing for half a second. Zeus watched him while he took another bite.

“Not sure, though I’ll get to the bottom of it eventually, though it shouldn’t be much trouble.”

“Do you think it might be Brutus?” Dusk asked while imagining that it was that guy. How pissed he was about trying to do that.

“Oh, there’s a good chance, though he can easily deny it. But I don’t want to blame him… He’s one of my kids and all, probably the last one I had, and the struggle to keep that one alive with Hera being annoyed wasn’t easy.”

“Wait, he’s one of your kids? I thought he was like Aries kid or something.”

“Nope, mine, see back when this moron Jupiter tried to take over my reign as King of the gods, I managed to get his wife cause the two of us looked close, and one thing led to another, and she had my kid. Now that caused a war, I’ll tell you what.” Zeus snorted, thinking about that event.

“Uh-huh,” Dusk muttered while dipping some of his fries in ketchup. There’s a moment pause while Dusk thought about something.

“So… why did you make a deal with Sombra after Apollo died? I mean im sure you could pull one of your many kids out.” It was something that bugged him while he looked towards the Old God. Zeus let out a long sigh putting his fork down.

“Always that question… You really wanna know?”

“Be nice to know why this is all happening,” Dusk said, leaning back. It was driving him nuts, as the old god let out a long sigh.

“Truth is, I could replace Apollo easily, I could have picked from various others. But its the principle of it all. Your wife’s Pantheon killed one of my son’s my boy. So I wanted a bit of vengeance. Now I figured its fair your gods did the replacement. While Brutus has been bugging me for a wife since well. If it’s not obvious, he’s not a popular god.”

“Gee I wonder why?” Dusk said thinking about how he met the God. Though there’s a second pause.

“Yeah, but I promised him, and as the King of my pantheon, I have to honor it. Though there was no takers.”

“So you decided to dump his ass onto Sombra to try and satisfy him?”

“Well, yeah, basically, but when she requested time to find her husband, I figured sure why not, plus I performed my end of the bargain, I said I’d find him a wife not that I’d give him a wife.” Zeus leaned back while Dusk groaned.

“Well, I suppose you should have just said no right?”

“Meh, I wasn’t doing much that day, and he bugged me a good bit,” Zeus muttered while he looked out the window, seeing it was getting dark. The sun slowly setting in the distance.

“I think we should rest for the night,” Zeus said with a smirk. Dusk watched him raising an eyebrow.

“Why, I mean, we could drive through the night. It shouldn’t take us more than a few hours.”

“Trust me, it’s not good to go out in the middle of the night, and things out there can cause us trouble. Darker gods.” Zeus said while taking a bite out of his stack.” Dusk watched him for a minute, clearly not buying the excuse that the Sky God was giving but groaning.

“Fine, but you’re paying for the hotel.” He mumbled while leaning back and finishing up his fries.

“Oh yes, my good man, I’ll pay.” Zeus chuckled while he asked for the check and, seeing the price, handed the bill to Dusk. A hot moment later. Dusk paid for the meal. Zeus had left a rather large tip along with his number. Dusk was tempted to grab the slip of paper and toss it but Figured the waitress would get rid of it herself. At the very least, she got an excellent tip from the god.

-000-

They stayed at a Days inn. Now the place was interesting, as they stepped into the building. The glass walls were exposed as Dusk looked around seeing the various rooms lining it, as he could see inside them. Reminding himself he was going to need to close the blinds.

Zeus walked over and got their rooms, he took one and Zeus took the other one. Before they headed out. When Dusk sat down and got himself comfortable. He leaned back laying on the bed.

While he laid there, finding himself wondering what Sombra was doing. If he would see her soon?

There was just that silence as he looked at the Tv, turning it on, though he found there wasn’t really much and so turned it off. It’s not like he wanted to watch much of anything. While grabbing his phone, he found himself scrolling through Facebook.

He found himself checking out his family timeline, so far, they were in silence. He wanted to talk to them, say something to them, for the most part. Yet he just sat there, knowing he couldn’t. Though while he lay there he found himself thinking about Sombra more. Somehow he felt angry, a part of him wondering what if she hadn’t saved him, and let him die. Sure he wanted to live. But now he had to wonder how his family was doing, what they were feeling. Dusk imagined hugging his mom again.

Yet at the same time he knew if he did. How would she feel knowing he was alive after thinking he was dead. It somehow made him think about much it would her hurt to know that. This made him scowl seeing Rarity’s Facebook. The way she was on there, talking about her weekend how happy she was. The way she was taking pictures like there wasn’t a care in the world. He felt himself wanting to chuck the phone again.

He wanted to do something rash feeling his blood boil, his head pounding as he felt his body shaking as he took long deep breaths. Thoughts running through his head as he stopped when he heard the pounding running against the wall.

It stopped him for a half second as he found himself looking over to the side. It was there he realized the room next to him is the one Zeus had went into.

“No… that can’t be possible… How?” He found himself looking at the wall for a second hearing the groans and moans going off. Dusk looked away for a second.

“Well I’ll be a monkeys uncle. That somehow worked?”

He stopped thinking about Rarity, his anger vanishing as he found himself shocked that somehow Zeus was fucking some woman in the other room. It made him stop to sit back down. Trying to figure out what he was going to do. Laying down in the bed.

He eventually found himself falling Asleep, letting his mind wander away for the longest time into that black voice of nothingness.