hated
weapons.
Ixchel's hand lifted from her head. “Ascension
will raise you and Arka to guardians of the solar system. Power when
used for good is never a weapon, daughter. It is your cautious
appreciation of your power that will make you a perfect Goddess of
Moonlight. Unfortunately, you are needed now.” He voice held a
measure of sadness.
Gwen pivoted to face her goddess mother. “I
get the feeling I may not like where this is going.”
She held up a single finger and cocked her head
like she was listening to something. “Typical men,” she
muttered and rolled her eyes. “Seems your mate has left the
decision to you.”
“Decision for what?”
“The comet targeting the earth requires
the light power that currently lies dormant in your mortal bodies.”
Gwen cut her off. “You call that dormant?”
She pointed in the direction the beam had taken.
“Being a god in human form is a far cry
from being an ascended god. Your spirit is merely astral in the
heavens right now, child. You can only remain in this place if you
fully ascend. Ascension happens when your human body ceases function.
Then you will take on the powers and abilities of your goddess
birthright.” Ixchel linked her fingers at her waist while she
spoke.
“So to destroy the comet, Arka and I will
have to die?” No wonder he'd passed the decision to her. Gwen
might have rolled her eyes like Ixchel if the prospect of making the
call to end Arka's life wasn't involved. To save her friend’s,
the people she cared for, Gwen would agree without hesitation in her
own behalf. But Arka … loving, amazing Arka? How could she
possibly condemn him to die with her? Her knees gave out, plopping
her back to her ass.
The Moon Goddess lifted her hand palm up. Gwen
floated up to eye level with her and found her feet firmly beneath
her again. “If that were the only option, you would have no
decision to make, though I must say, your immediate ascension would
please me. However, there is an … alternative.” Ixchel's
voice wafted with reservation. “You could choose to relinquish
the essence Kinich and I gifted to birth you and Arka.” Her
voice trembled. “Sacrifice your godhood and return the moon and
sunlight back to us. The Sun God and I will unite in effort to
destroy the comet.”
Give up the chance to have a normal
mother/daughter relationship? Well, sort of normal. She already felt
more love from Ixchel than she'd ever felt with her biological mom.
Or give up her chance to live a normal life, have natural children,
grow old. She wished with all her heart Arka were here holding her,
helping her make the decision that would affect them both.
Ixchel waited silently, yet Gwen could feel a
sense of urgency. “The comet is coming now, isn't it?”
Despair filtered in, overwhelming the sense of calm she'd been given
when she entered. Ixchel nodded slowly, her eyes reflected the
despair Gwen felt. “I can’t make this decision alone.”
It was too much. Too overwhelming. Their godhood or their lives …
a sob tore through her.
Ixchel’s expression held sympathy.
“Kinich, my torch.” She lifted her chin to the ceiling.
“Deliver Arka to me, please.”
The room shimmered; Arka stepped through an
oval-shaped tear with a blast of heat. He blinked at Ixchel, and then
his eyes met hers with a loving expression. Gwen dashed to his open
arms. His forehead touched to hers. “My life is nothing
without you, my godhood means nothing without you, Gwen. Whether we
are together in human form or in the heavens makes no difference to
me. It is you who had built a life on earth. The world I knew was
surrendered upon my Journey. You are my world now.”
“ I feel the same … except—” She felt selfish, but childhood hopes lingered in her mind. “I
want children, Arka … your children. I want to leave a legacy.
I want to raise them in parental love … break the cycle I was
raised in. Yet how can I deny Ixchel and Kinich us as their
children?”
Arka
weapons.
Ixchel's hand lifted from her head. “Ascension
will raise you and Arka to guardians of the solar system. Power when
used for good is never a weapon, daughter. It is your cautious
appreciation of your power that will make you a perfect Goddess of
Moonlight. Unfortunately, you are needed now.” He voice held a
measure of sadness.
Gwen pivoted to face her goddess mother. “I
get the feeling I may not like where this is going.”
She held up a single finger and cocked her head
like she was listening to something. “Typical men,” she
muttered and rolled her eyes. “Seems your mate has left the
decision to you.”
“Decision for what?”
“The comet targeting the earth requires
the light power that currently lies dormant in your mortal bodies.”
Gwen cut her off. “You call that dormant?”
She pointed in the direction the beam had taken.
“Being a god in human form is a far cry
from being an ascended god. Your spirit is merely astral in the
heavens right now, child. You can only remain in this place if you
fully ascend. Ascension happens when your human body ceases function.
Then you will take on the powers and abilities of your goddess
birthright.” Ixchel linked her fingers at her waist while she
spoke.
“So to destroy the comet, Arka and I will
have to die?” No wonder he'd passed the decision to her. Gwen
might have rolled her eyes like Ixchel if the prospect of making the
call to end Arka's life wasn't involved. To save her friend’s,
the people she cared for, Gwen would agree without hesitation in her
own behalf. But Arka … loving, amazing Arka? How could she
possibly condemn him to die with her? Her knees gave out, plopping
her back to her ass.
The Moon Goddess lifted her hand palm up. Gwen
floated up to eye level with her and found her feet firmly beneath
her again. “If that were the only option, you would have no
decision to make, though I must say, your immediate ascension would
please me. However, there is an … alternative.” Ixchel's
voice wafted with reservation. “You could choose to relinquish
the essence Kinich and I gifted to birth you and Arka.” Her
voice trembled. “Sacrifice your godhood and return the moon and
sunlight back to us. The Sun God and I will unite in effort to
destroy the comet.”
Give up the chance to have a normal
mother/daughter relationship? Well, sort of normal. She already felt
more love from Ixchel than she'd ever felt with her biological mom.
Or give up her chance to live a normal life, have natural children,
grow old. She wished with all her heart Arka were here holding her,
helping her make the decision that would affect them both.
Ixchel waited silently, yet Gwen could feel a
sense of urgency. “The comet is coming now, isn't it?”
Despair filtered in, overwhelming the sense of calm she'd been given
when she entered. Ixchel nodded slowly, her eyes reflected the
despair Gwen felt. “I can’t make this decision alone.”
It was too much. Too overwhelming. Their godhood or their lives …
a sob tore through her.
Ixchel’s expression held sympathy.
“Kinich, my torch.” She lifted her chin to the ceiling.
“Deliver Arka to me, please.”
The room shimmered; Arka stepped through an
oval-shaped tear with a blast of heat. He blinked at Ixchel, and then
his eyes met hers with a loving expression. Gwen dashed to his open
arms. His forehead touched to hers. “My life is nothing
without you, my godhood means nothing without you, Gwen. Whether we
are together in human form or in the heavens makes no difference to
me. It is you who had built a life on earth. The world I knew was
surrendered upon my Journey. You are my world now.”
“ I feel the same … except—” She felt selfish, but childhood hopes lingered in her mind. “I
want children, Arka … your children. I want to leave a legacy.
I want to raise them in parental love … break the cycle I was
raised in. Yet how can I deny Ixchel and Kinich us as their
children?”
Arka
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