“Have it your way,” was all that Hera said before a sudden feeling of warmth washed over Madea’s body. A wave of unimaginable affection flooded her chest and the first face she saw was that of a dark haired man that worked in the city for some high tech corporation.
“Hera, you slimy-“
“Find him. He’s the key to the world’s survival. He doesn’t know it yet but his powers are unmatched and he is the only one who can stop the danger that’s coming.” The goddess said simply, standing to her feet and sauntering down the isle of the coffee shop without another word.
“What the hell do you mean? Hera!” Madea stood too, her hands curling into fists as she watched the manipulative bitch walk off and out of the coffee shop. “Dammit…” she growled, simply watching the bell of the door swing back and forth for a few moments before she would even attempt to look down to her phone. “Who are you?”
..
Madea spent the next few days trying to cross paths with the man, desperation wavering her honest feelings that attempted to turn her from her insatiable love for him. She was unsuccessful, no matter how hard she tried. Luckily, she had figured out where he worked by doing a bit of internet diving. She sat outside on a street bench watching the front doors of his office building, waiting rather impatiently. She wanted so badly to meet him, yet she didn’t. She feared what would come of her, or him, or anyone else for that matter.
