The Goddess and the King
Dear reader,
This story is not finish, nothing has been decided yet.
I hope you will enjoy the developing abstract and keep an eye for more.
Gullermo
The Goddess and The King
Chapter 1
Her parents were demigods, son and daughter of sons and daughters of the original gods. They were a kindly and wise couple, a result of being together.
Their spirits would shine bright, too bright for gods of a jealous nature who with the help of lesser spirits, managed to implicate them in a supposed coup of heaven, as a result they were banished to live a mortal life on Mars, separated, given bodies that would decay with time and their memories erased, but as it is when two people belong together, they eventually found each other, actually it didn't take them very long.
At the heavenly trial several gods did not agreed to their punishment, it was all a set up and a quiet quarrel started that kept the heavens restless until their child Archimeda was born. The gods that favor them could not intervene in the help of the now mortal couple as other gods kept a close eye, this two forces became a godly political detente that kept the couple safe and free. These gods did manage to cause attention in the heavens about Archimeda's birth and her rights as the child of former gods punished unjustly.
Did you notice her belly?...
Yes!...didn't want to say anyrhing, not yet anyway...
It'll be a girl....
She'll have her father's intelligence...
And her mother's....
Yes!....
And her strength.....his too
And...and...and...
Hahahahaha!!!
This is our chance to make it right....
And restore them.....
Yes!...the baby first....I can tell already she will winn their hearts....
Then our friends...can't wait...
At the heavenly court, the goddess of the moons and physics walks along with the god of the winds and fortune...they ask for a parley with the original gods.
A decision is made, the seed has no bearing in the matter of her parents and therefore she is....but being in mortal state at the moment, it is the custom...she must prove her worth on Mars as a mortal woman.
A second a minute an hour, a lifetime..
A birth...a girl...
Her name Archimeda...
From the moment, as time is hard to measure at these kind of times, of her birth, Archimeda found favor in all the gods' eyes and was unanimously decided that she had the right to become a goddess but not before she showed her worth as a mortal.
That she did, the first by cutting open her body so a starving cat and her kittens could eat...A big deal it was for the gods to make repairs, erase memories and teletransport the cat and kittens to a better place. That event marked the heavens with new, she kept the gods busy ever since.
Needless to mention that Gladness reflected in all the clouds, the Sun and the Moon met again and kissed, the planets aligned and tap danced to the tunes the Milky Way played when Time came for Archimeda and escorted her to be taken to
the heavenly ritual that would turn her into a goddess....
That morning Archimeda takes a very confused walk to the closest sand beach, she can't sleep, this bright light keeps appearing in her dreams, that she is to become a goddess..." Welcome Archimeda to Paradise"..a voice keeps saying.
In her last walk as a mortal Martian woman she steps in to a snack shop, one of those unlisted famous shops and straight into the bar, it was morning so there were some seats available and orders a very large Martini from the bartender, the future and first High King of Mars, at the time a part time bartender so he can surf fellow, a loner, much older, to most a reckless and irresponsible and with no future and, and, and, many more ands.
You could get a real glance at his soul if you hang around at his bar long enough, there was always a three deep crowd at the bar, well not really his but it was to everyone there, and lucky because it was a mutual high feeling. He is a brainy, free, soul, with all of his heart. And something about him make people forget he is older and have met with wisdom.
For some that made him dissimilar and thought ill of him not only because he was different and always alone but also because he could surf places no other could.....dear reader...if you have met with passion.....you will understand him.
He places a double napkin at oposite directions on top of each other so that an eight pointed star shows and places the drink on top and just stares at her, showing the closest thing to a true smile he could manage and a big effort it was, she accidentally spills the drink all over his shiny bar, his mathematically arranged napkins, the bar well where the ice was kept, to all the limes, lemons, orange peels, the speared cherries and even got to the bright red and yellow container for the Kosher salt he uses to rim the cups of his special Margaritas. He just stands there showing no sweat but this time his effort at a smile banishes and years long forgotten out right rude shriek of a laugh comes out of him.
She starts crying and comes apart in front of him, tells him she is to become a goddess, this was her last walk, her last drink, her last everything as a mortal, that she dosn't want to be a goddess.
He can't make anything out with this information but it doesn't matter, he tells her he is fed up, his life now seemed pointless, is pointless and places his hand on her right hand. She knows that's all she needs and they disappear.
To the Martian underground, to live among other mavericks, like her parents, they were an attractive couple, hardworking and kindly to the community, and love existed in all their interactions, including those beautiful irritations among couples as showers, why did he take so many or tooth paste all over the bathroom floor. The very worst was when they slept, she liked to be held by him all night and sometimes he would end up rolling over to the side, away from her, a complete accident for sure, totally unconscious, yet the result was a loving, silent hell as she would not say " good morning" to him and worst if when he rolled over and ended up in what somehow seemed to her like he was hugging a pillow, then the silent hell will last indefinitely, usually ended at dinner time and with refreshments. Believe me reader, her silence was hard for him to bear and a new notion of time and reality would emerge.
She was found, seized by spirits and flown straight to heaven, there she was turned into the goddess of patience and wisdom, her memory erased.
His memory was also intervened, he continued and proved his might, not by majestic feats of brains and brawns but by his simple, true ways, he was a rock when all else was sand particles sway every each way by the forces of 3natural elements. In a way, it was something he experienced earlier as a bartender when in a special night, the owners were nervous, the patrons took thirst to an anxiety level and all the waitresses were freaking out about their drink orders which were actually already there, before their eyes, not to mention the short order cook a koo and her kitchen....Dear reader...Chaos is a small word for this experience....
He was crowned the First High King of Mars....
A unanimously conferred honor for his unique appeasement of the devastating planetary popcorn wars..
And ever since.....the King.......He...is...
Chapter 2
Archimeda!...
You are the goddess of Patience...So..Please show some now!
And really!.....I'm mortified to call you the goddess of Wisdom!
Enckhar and I risked all for you and the King. We did it for love, the love your parents gave us when all was as it should....So now you know, the potion worked better than I thought....says Roshmulasha... He became the High King of Mars and you and him have a son....Another irresponsible, and reckless, and with no future and all the ands of his father the King and many more of his own.
And he is in love with an Earthian woman!...Says Enckhar the god of Winds and Fortune.
Now both of you chill or I will chill you to eternity or until I change my mind...I can do that!.....says Roshmulasha the goddess of the Moons and Physics.
I just want them!
I want my family!
I forgive him for hugging the pillows!..and adding contraband lime and chiles to everything but the icecream!....and all the illegal stuff from Earth!....The natural cigarrettes from some place called Virginia that along with something known to few as aftershave cologne from The Corner Store on Sixty Nine and Eight in a city named Houston....made me helpless to his scent...like a spell of magic...so beautiful..Soo...
Archimeda!...
And my boy!....Just like his father!...I love him!
We think he is more like you...
Before you became a goddess...
Crazy!!!!!!
Hahahahahahahaha!!!!
Now let's think about how we gods can bring back order....and for god's sake let's be orderly about it!
First we must agree not to cause wreckage in the heavens by open war with those responsible...
Your High King sure gave us gods a lesson on that..
I don't care or have time for revenge!
All I want is my family!
But you are a goddess!
Chapter 3
And ever since...The King..He...Is...
In pain, searching for answers...for something....a void...
And no one to trust, no help...No kind words...No water....
The pain...Transformed into a drive....the emptiness inside...Only relieved by dreams...
Of a loved wife...His companion...Of a life with her...Pure and simple...
And holding a baby in his arms....Playing....Singing...Running...
These strange dreams gave him solace...Somehow....But why?
The answer came the instant he faced him....The rebellious surfer...
His son!
But where is she?
And what the hell happened here?
He lights one of his still illegal natural cigarettes and takes in a big draft...
Tries to relax....Blows a smoke ring, but instead of a smoke ring, a familiar form takes shape a vague, smoky outline...Sleep overtakes him...
Kahhzell.....Wake up!....
Kahhzell....Wake up!...
He knows her.....
It is you!!!...My loved Archimeda!!!
Yes!
I'm here....And I'm not...
You have changed!....
Shut up and listen!
I want you!
For god's sake...I'm a goddess now!...
Hahahahahahahahaha!..
You are getting back at me for all those tricks I played on you....This is just too mean babe.....Hey!.....I'm sorry!...
Are you crazy!
I miss those!
And you paid thrice....
Yes!....I remember that too....
We were tricked by the gods...Some stupid tradition...
I saw our son...He's grown up...And he is in love..
What happened?...I don't understand..
Be quiet my love....I tremble at the sight of you....
The spell won't last much longer...
And I can't manage being so close to you....And so far..
Just listen.......
Chapter 4
This plan is blowing up in our faces!
Yes!
Archimeda is up to something...
Indeed....I talked to Anhaheli her father, he and Orkhininia prefer a mortal life...They don't care to be reverted...
Aahhh!....If we had asked them last year when they were sick and upset at each other because of lack of money...They'll change their mind....
Mortals and their ups and downs...
Hahahahahahaha!
What's wrong with them?....They could be gods again..Immortal, perfect, beautiful, powerful, everlasting, eternal!
I'm curious....
Don't even think about it again!...My love for you blinds me from your thoughts yet I can read your face!
I want to try taking naps and fried chicken and chocolate and strawberries and after shave cologne and Martinis!....To wish, to hope, to dream, to desperately embrace you in my arms every morning because it may be our last, to be thankful for another day, to labor each day and make meaning of our transient existance, to grow old together!...to....
Roshmulasha freezes Enckhar with a spell...Told you!...Now listen Enckhar dearest...
As far as you and I are concerned, we are staying here....In the heavens as gods!...Don't be foolish desiring things that time destroys and of mortal treats, I wouldn't mind tasting nachos, and salads and Tequila shots and Something called Jack Daniels..
Who!
It's a powerful potion....
They are a trap! you will never have enough!...Hear me Enckhar....it would be our undoing....You may see happiness and love and people helping each other, but there is also pain and sorrow and illness and low emotions like hate and jealousy.....You think being mortal is romantic?.....You propose to hold me for a few years!....A century?....Ha!...Prove that you love me by holding me in your arms for eternity!
Could you unfreeze me now!
Sorry!.....Would you take a chance at not seeing me?...At not ever being with me?...at never touching me again?...That is what would happen if we choose to become mortal....we will loose what we have now....Anhaheli and Orkhininia found each other, they are happy now,, but they will die. Would you take a chance on us?
Martinis, Cigarettes, Chocolates, Blaaaahhhhh!!!!
I have a plan but I want to check it's possibilities......
Chapter 5
Come in my child...
Thank You Father Creator.
Roshmulasha lays down in a cloud.....
Is good to see you, how long has it been?
I have a question....
Yes, I know.....The King is a good spirit...Mortals would say that he has a good heart...When he dies, he will be welcome in the heavens....
Could he live among us?
He could, he has done well....But if he continues by himself, I doubt it....He is too lonely.
But with Archimeda?
That would change everything!....Love is a powerful agent....It can transform Kahhzell.
And Archimeda?
She was born of gods, she is a goddess...I'll let her experience time as a mortal....And it is the only way to achieve your plan...
My plan!
Hahahahahaha.....I know everything!... Didn't you know!!
Then why didn't you stop Anhazell and Encklezio from harming Anhaheli and Orkihininia?....Why the theatre?
Don't be insolent my daughter!
All the hurt, the confusion in the heavens!
Look at all of you now!....you have learned from each other and have changed. It was not my idea, but when Anhazell and Encklezio started the afair, I thought it was time for a lesson...Anhaheli and Orkhininia are experiencing mortality, it will bring them closer.....Thruough it, you and Enckhar found each other and together have made a choice, Anhazell and Encklezio have separated, I always though it was a bad match....Hahahaha!
Kahhzell and Archimeda?
That's still cooking in the pot my child.....Hahahshahaha!
Chapter 6
At the heavenly court an arrangement has been made, a private arrangement sponsored by an irresistible force. Archimeda is ignorant of this fact to her this is a trial, she was caught trying to turn herself mortal by concocting a potion that turned her blue instead, a dead giveaway. This happened because the ingredients were shaken too much when mixing and the potion was drunk in one gulp instead of very slowly and saving the last drop for the gods.
The penalty is terminal. About a billion years ago it was decided to end the practise of gods turning themselves mortal because when they did so a high percentage of them got caught in the traps of mortal life, lost their memories and purpose, some of them after returning to the heavens remained in deep clinical depression for millions of years, some turned evil. So the god creator decreed that it was forgiven for gods to turn themselves mortal and the potion's formula was stored. The penalty is termination of their divinity and turned mortal under the most dire living conditions and really bad luck....Forever!
Archimeda!...
Come forward!
You were caught or gave yourself up, in any case you drank a forbidden potion and broke an important law!
How do you plea?
Guilty!....I never asked to be turned into a goddess....Thank You!....I mean this gratitude....Since my transformation, I have never been so fulfilled, so happy serving in the heavens...But I have a family!, they are mortal....I was in love with Kahhzell and you took me from him!.....I have a child!
It is the decision of this court to turn you mortal....Says Lithianna, the goddess of the seas.
But, the circumstances in your case call for consideration....Says Rohho, the god of learning.
Therefore it is up to the high creator to decide if and when your divinity may be restored. It all depends on what you do with the time you are given as a mortal...Says Enkhazar, the god of law.
Good luck to you Archimeda!...Exclaim all the gods.
Chapter 7
Kahhzell's body shakes, he wakes up, his cigarette is still burning, barely, the room is full of smoke but not all of it from the cigarette....
What seemed an infinite experience, was only a dream lasting seconds?....Minutes?
Confused, excited, half mad, his body shaking. He lights another cigarette with his contraband Earthian lighter and inhales with all his strenght, half the cigarette is smoked...
As he exhales....A smoky silhouette materializes before his eyes....
Can't be!....I must be mad!....Mmaaaadd!..Archimeda!!!
Yes my love!.....I'm here!
End of book I
Guillermo Hinojosa-Canales