Family

It's a funny word, isn't it?  There has been much debate over countless centuries as to what makes family.  Is it the blood you share?  Is it the people who raised you?  Is it the friends you surround yourself with?  Or is it a combination of all three?


Living as a scion only seems to complicate things further.  Now you have an entire race of people to care for and look after.  If you are so inclined to do so.  And so it is with my husband and I.  If I were truly honest about it the people I number as family includes my father, Huitzilopotchli, who was not around to raise me due to being who he is, Benji, my heart and soul whom I would do anything for, my son, who is not yet born but has all of love, and my band, which has recently gotten a new member, Vana, a mother hen type and breath of fresh air.  Beyond that, Benji has the Egyptian people to look after, and now I am looking to my people.  My father is being forced to step down leaving the throne contested by three scions.  One I do not trust out right, a daughter of Tezcatlipoca, a god who haunts my dreams even now.  The other two are unknowns to me, but my father has lead our pantheon well, and I do not agree with the manner of his dethronement.  So I have made the decision to seek his spot myself, to better guide our people.  It is a scary thing, thinking of leading, but I know it is for the best.  


Not so complicated yet, you say?  Well I cannot throw my name in until the Greeks are back in the fight, and my name is cleared of being a traitor.  This task is proving difficult, as we do not want to actually aid the titans, but we must appear to be doing so...oh and we must also not die.  (That tends to put a damper on things.)  Here's the kicker, even once we finish that there is a host of problems arrayed before us.  Benji's people have been taken over by the Keepers, his pantheon kept from their lands.  This is on top of my pending issues with my pantheon.  So who am I to say my problems are more important than his?  He is my husband, his people are my people, and my heart aches for them right now.  But my father is slowly being consumed by the darkness and if he dies, I will have no advocate for me for the throne.  So much plagues my mind, and I am trying to keep myself together, but it is becoming harder and harder as more and more piles on.  I think I will go speak with Vana again.  She has such a calming way about her, I always come away with a better peace of mind.