Title: Raising Mischief – Baby
Fandom: Hercules The Legendary Journeys/Xena Warrior Princess
Characters: Strife
Prompt: #009 Months
Word Count: 553
Rating:PG13
Summary: Erin's early days.
Author's Notes: 10th in the series
Looking at the mirror it Ares saw the first memory Erin had. Even if
he wasn't aware of it. Lying in his crib surrounded by his own filth
screaming his lungs out for gods knows how long when his mother
dropped the silence spell she had placed around the room cleaning and
dressing him with a thought before presenting him to Hera.
The goddess for her part patted the suddenly startled baby and
presented Eris with a nurse to help care for Erin as a gift since Eris
had been saying she needed to get on with her duties. It was a high
priestess from Hera's temple.
Erin's memories showed flashes in the care of the temple priestess.
Eris was mostly a non entity. Ares saw Strife toddling his first steps
with the nanny before Eris returned to the temple in a rage. She had
blasted the mortal caregiver without much thought as she crossed Eris'
path.
Erin's mind had been too young to process death and he had simply
thought she had vanished like his mother did on the rare occasions he
saw her.
"Momma?" Erin questioned and Eris formed another fireball and the only
thing that saved him was the appearance of an enraged Hera.
"What did you do to my Priestess?"
"Who?"
"MY PREISTESS. She has been living here over a year helping you care
for Erin."
"Oh, she was touching him. Just waiting for him to get older to really
mess with him I blasted her to Hades for it. Watch him for a minute I
have to finish this war I'm working on with Ares," Eris said spinning
lie within lie.
"I should go down to Hades…"
"Mother do you really think I didn't torture her first? And you know
Uncle Hades will give her just what she deserves."
"I don't understand how I missed that," Hera began and Eris plopped
Strife into her arms to distract her before flashing out.
"Momma?" Erin asked.
"She will be back, let's see that walk of yours," Hera said placing
the child down on his wobbly legs.
*****
Eris' return while covered in gore a few hours later was much calmer.
Hera watched as her daughter flashed herself clean then smiled.
"I have to be off dear, I think I have to do a clean up of my temples."
Eris nodded as her mother flashed off and glanced at Erin playing with
some blocks. Ignoring the child she made her way to the table and
flashed up meat. After a good bloodbath she was always in the mood for
red meat.
Smelling the food Erin stood and half crawled and half walked to Eris
at the table. "Momma?"
"What do you want brat?" Erin knowing few words, pointed to his mouth
and to his stomach. "I have to feed you? Fine here's some mush." She
said as she flashed a bowl on to the floor for Erin.
He glanced at her meat and she glared making the bowl vanished. "Then
you get nothing brat, go to your room," she snarled flashing him there
and having him go to bed hungry.