First Time for Everything
Title: First Time for Everything
Author: Teigra
Fandom: Xena: Warrior Princess
Pairing: Joxer/Ares
Prompt: #11 Red
Word Count: 287
Rating: G/FRC
Disclaimer: I own nothing. It all belongs to those wonderful people who created the show and Ares of course owns himself. If I owned them, they'd of been having a whole lot more fun than they did.
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It was hot in the old temple in Corinth. Even more so than outside because of all the bodies pushing together. Each trying to gain the attention of their God... to gain his favor... to dedicate their children to him.
Which was the very reason one particular man was there that morning, with three identical children; all the age of five; huddled together. He knew that no one else would have such an offering for their god as three fine boys who could all be warriors. If their mother would stop coddling them.
Jett, Jace and Joxer. One already a killer at heart, one so spoiled by his mother it was hard to make him do anything but play in the house and one so clumsy he knew it would be hard to train him. But at least that child aimed to please.
Then there was a flash of red light at the alter where those who'd made it first that morning had already placed their offerings. With a sweep of an arm the people moved back, while a single child tried to push forward.
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Joxer stepped forward, only a couple of inches because of the bodies surrounding him, but he could still get a good view of the God standing at the front of the temple. Ares, God of War. The God his father was going to dedicate him too today. The God he couldn't help but already want to serve. It was as if something woke up within himself the moment he saw the person appear. Something that made him want to believe that he could be what his father always wanted.
Only a child, yet his heart was already dedicated to his god.
Author: Teigra
Fandom: Xena: Warrior Princess
Pairing: Joxer/Ares
Prompt: #11 Red
Word Count: 287
Rating: G/FRC
Disclaimer: I own nothing. It all belongs to those wonderful people who created the show and Ares of course owns himself. If I owned them, they'd of been having a whole lot more fun than they did.
Link to the table
It was hot in the old temple in Corinth. Even more so than outside because of all the bodies pushing together. Each trying to gain the attention of their God... to gain his favor... to dedicate their children to him.
Which was the very reason one particular man was there that morning, with three identical children; all the age of five; huddled together. He knew that no one else would have such an offering for their god as three fine boys who could all be warriors. If their mother would stop coddling them.
Jett, Jace and Joxer. One already a killer at heart, one so spoiled by his mother it was hard to make him do anything but play in the house and one so clumsy he knew it would be hard to train him. But at least that child aimed to please.
Then there was a flash of red light at the alter where those who'd made it first that morning had already placed their offerings. With a sweep of an arm the people moved back, while a single child tried to push forward.
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Joxer stepped forward, only a couple of inches because of the bodies surrounding him, but he could still get a good view of the God standing at the front of the temple. Ares, God of War. The God his father was going to dedicate him too today. The God he couldn't help but already want to serve. It was as if something woke up within himself the moment he saw the person appear. Something that made him want to believe that he could be what his father always wanted.
Only a child, yet his heart was already dedicated to his god.