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Apollo glares daggers at his 'father', nearlytrembling with anger and utter outrage. Of course he knew that Dion would be ok and he would heal him as soon as the threat was gone. But Adel.... was mortal. Very mortal.

In horror, Apollo drops to his knees beside Adel, turning him over to see if he was ok. He blinks, met with a vacant stare of a mindless, soulless body, "Holy s**t.........."
His eyes raise up to Zeus, blazing dangerously, "Give it back. Now. How DARE you steal the soul of a harmless mortal, you b*****d!"

Apollo stands up, his eyes blazing, "What is it that you get from this? Sex? Power?.... It would be nothing but rape and the false sense of security you've always tried to grasp..." He steps closer.
"If that's all you want, then I'll make an equal substitute, because if you think I can stand by and let you threaten the two people who mean the most in my world, then you are utterly wrong.... Leave them alone, Zeus..."

Apollo steps closer to Endymion, kneeling beside him, but his eyes stay locked on Zeus, as if sizing him up. He grimaces in disgust, his words leaving his mouth with a level of disgust, "And do you plan to rape my lover the same way you raped Ganymede?! Sure, he held the highest place in your courts, your lovely cupbearer. He even learned to live with you.... But to snatch him from the earth and drag him from his family like you did?!.... Zeus, I don't think I'll ever forget his woeful cries of the first few years you kept him.... If you think I'll ever let you touch Endymion like that..."

Apollo glares back up at him and steps closer, making sure that if Zeus planned to attack him, that it wouldn't hurt others, meer inches away from Zeus now. His voice commands attention and respect, "You have what you came for and you pushed my lover into a state of homocidal rage, Zeus... I must say, you've worn out your welcome... Get. Out."
He desperately wanted to goad Zeus further, to push him to fight. But deep in his rational side he knew it wouldn't help to go into battle without a game plan. If it was a battle that would have to be had, then it would be better to fight it later.

Apollo falls to his knees the second after Zeus left, huffing from anger and utter frustration. He had never felt so powerless in his life until now. It was Endymion's screams that broke him from his own anger and he turns quickly, gasping and catching Endymion, stilling him, "Lover!.... Shhh.... Hush, let it go..... We can't do anything now.... let it go.... Hope isn't lost....."
His own rationaliy had returned quickly, but seeing Adel laying there, a souless shell of the boy he was, it made his heart writhe in his chest, like an animal shot but not quite dead yet. He swallows hard, not knowing what to do, but knowing that he had to calm Endymion down. He holds him close, rubbing his back and whispering soothing words. His mental voice was directed to Dion though, "Thanks.... I.... I'm sorry I lost it......"

Apollo clutches to Endymion tightly, holding him as the younger god sobbed into his shoulder and neck, feling his heart break further. He looks to Dionysus and nods slowly, "You're right..... I know one of them will have ideas.... He begins sending out mental calls to those closest: Hades, Persephone, Demeter, Athena, Eros.... Then he moves on, calling Poseidon, Hermes, Psyche, Ares, Hephaestus, even Gaea, Nyx, Chronos and Uranus.

Apollo held back, looking for Hermes almost nervously, but then it hit him. He bites his lip, remembering and sighs, knowing that his once close friend couldn't come. He looks around to the other faces, confused at the small number, "Why wouldn't Poseidon-?"
Psyche looks to Apollo and shakes her head, "You have to remember..... even up at the end, some gods remained faithful, even in exile.... And there were others who didn't necessarily side with Zeus, but.... They didn't trust you either, 'Pollo..."
The sun god sighs and nods his head. But still, it was shocking that the others hadn't come, especially those he knew to be against Zeus. He sends out a second call, stronger this time and pushing a message of emergency that was so heavy that all those close by felt a blast of mental blackness that faded quickly.
He licks his lips, "I've called you here but I'm not the one that needs your help..... Zeus is threatening the death of an innocent mortal child in order to inslave a fellow god, both practices that he originally handed down himself as being immoral for gods and men.... Endymion needs our help, as much as we can offer."

((I'll help as much as possible))

Nyx sits back on the couch elegantly and hisses through his dark lips, "Then the strength behind prayers is a moot point, no use in dwelling there.... We only have ourselves to blame as well, none of us prayed to each other..."
Hephaestus growls in a gruff voice, "Oh, that's the spirit, Nyx..."
Rolling her eyes, Psyche stands, tall and utterly lovely in a refined way, "This isn't getting us anywhere..... What other resources are at our disposal?"
At that moment Aeolus breezes in along with Hypnos and Thanatos, both of which looked drunk and swaying as they stood. The god of winds send them both a look of disgust before grumbling, "You said it was an emergency, Apollo, not a family reunion."
Apollo clears his throat and says in a firm tone, "Excuse me for ending our silence with an emergency, but our newest god needs our help. Zeus is threatening to either kill an innocent mortal or inslave another god.... This is an emergency, believe me..." In an offer of thanks, he sends a strong prayer of thanks to each of the gods gathered individually, an old yet savored custom.
Thanatos and Hypnos immediately sober and nod and some of the tension in the room abates.