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Universal/Renaissance own the Xenaverse, created by Rob Tapert.
No profit is made from this writing. It is written for enjoyment and
enlightenment.
Summary: Post
Eve Saga, Celesta tries to save the Greek Gods, Hades most of all - though at
an extremely high price
Author's note:
Archangel Gabriel not to be confused with Gabrielle.
Rating - PG - Drama
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LEST
WE FORGET
"Are you prepared, Celesta?" asked Archangel Gabriel.
The Goddess took a deep
breath. "Yes. If I must die to save them, then that is
what I shall do."
Gabriel smiled warmly. "That is very noble of you, but death
is not your path."
Celesta's blood ran cold. "Hades will be resurrected won't
he?"
"Yes," Gabriel said.
Celesta relaxed. "Then what must I do?"
Gabriel told her.
Celesta swallowed.
"Do you still wish to continue?" the Archangel asked.
"What choice have I? Celesta said. "I will do what I must."
"You are brave, Celesta," Gabriel said. "Not many would do what you are about
to. I give you permission to resurrect
the Gods."
"Thank you, Archangel Gabriel."
"And this time let us hope they do not abuse their powers,
lest the twilight come again."
"Let us hope not."
The Spirit of Death began to
resurrect the Gods. Hades was the last
to come to. Celesta helped him up.
"Thank you," he said, recovering.
Athena looked over at Hades,
relieved that he was all right.
* *
*
Xena learned that the Gods had
been resurrected and became anxious.
Archangel Gabriel appeared before her.
"You need not worry, Xena, the Gods have learned their
lesson."
The mortal woman saw Celesta
attending the Gods.
"Who's that?"
Gabriel didn't answer her as he
disappeared.
Hades approached Xena. She readied her Chakram. Gabrielle stood by her.
The Lord of the Underworld
opened his hands in a friendly gesture.
"I guess we owe you an apology," he said, "though we were
fighting for our family as you were."
Xena lowered her Chakram and
nodded. "I guess I was a bit rough
on you guys."
"A bit?"
Xena smiled, then she saw the
same Goddess she had seen before, dressed in white, attending the other
Gods. "Who's that Goddess, helping
the Gods?" she asked, "the one holding the candle?"
"I … I don't know…" Hades said.
In the distance, Celesta heard
and a tear rolled down her cheek.
The Spirit of Death had saved
the Gods, her family, and her beloved brother, Hades, but she paid a high
price. For over three thousand years,
the Goddess Celesta was forgotten.