The Son

Atlas POV**
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I felt stirring next to me. Several hours had gone by. I heard Cole return some point in the night and open the door. Which I quickly used my water to throw him out of the room. A large ice dagger currently floating outside the door begging him to come close. I knew he’d gone to his room but I didn’t relent.

Thomas body was exhausted. By now I knew my seed had fully planted to his wombs wall and was growing. From this point forward exhaustion was always gonna be his state. By now it would already be a few days old in a regular pregnancy. His stomach had already deflated a bit. His body rapidly using the godly seed to give him and my child nutrients and proteins, something it was dense and full of. His head lifted off my chest. I could see him place a hand on his swollen stomach.

“Lay back down and Rest. The two of you will need it.” I stated.

He nodded his head. Placing his head back onto my chest. He was listening to the steady rhythm of my heart.

“I’m kinda surprised you stayed…not to say I’m not glad….just….uh…y-you said you would leave after.” He said slightly nervous.

“You’ve got my baby growing inside you….I….wanted to make sure you were okay.” I stated.

I could feel the pang of anxiety. I…..I knew I didn’t want to leave.

There was little use to deny it anymore.

I wanted to stay here, By his side. I thought while looking at Thomas’s stomach.

It was irrational. Irresponsible, I was a god. I had a duty to attend to. Order to keep in the decaying world that was in a greater state of war than even mortals realized. My place was among the stars. Creating ocean currents. Blizzards and ice. Yet, I knew. I wasn’t ready to leave. I wanted this. I wanted to stay here. Not with Thomas. With him, my son. My absence in the pantheon would cause issues. This I knew. I didn’t care though.

“If it’s okay with you. I’d like to be by your side while you deal with this pregnancy. As the Alpha father of the child.” I stated to Thomas.

I was anxiously asking for his approval. I didn’t need it. He knew that regardless of his answer my will was that.

I felt him smile into my chest, nuzzling himself closer to me. I wrapped my arm tightly around him ready to defend him from my siblings myself if needed.

“I’d like that.” He smiled falling back to sleep.

A month had gone by, Thomas had a decent baby bump now. His appetite was ravenous. I was ready to comply. Him and Cole had very little in ways of supplies. Especially now with Thomas eating so much. I never let Thomas out of my sight. When I went hunting for him I carried him on my back a floating and impenetrable wall of ice behind his back with thousands of invisible ice daggers always ready to attack in a split second if I sensed any danger. It was an unnecessary precaution. I could sense all danger in a 10 mile radius if I put my mind on it which I did. All my senses were solely focused on his protection.

As for Cole well a **** word for what he felt for me was hatred. He loathed my very existence. He was very upset that Thomas had agreed to let me stay during his pregnancy. Thomas had asked me to allow Cole near him. Something I adamantly refused. Thomas understood where I was coming from. I was the Alpha father of the child growing inside him. My duty was to keep him safe. I knew Thomas had felt bad for Cole. Seeing as now he wasn’t even allowed near him anymore. It didn’t matter to me though.

I saw the comet’s in the sky. I knew my brothers were summoning me to see them. In the month since I’d impregnated Thomas they’ve had one out every day. I knew our other brother could sense that there was some rift between us now especially with the constant summon and a clear refusal to answer. It was dumb in my opinion. Why show divide with constant summoning if you knew I was ignoring it.

Hunting was fun. It kept me busy. Though anxious in case anything happened. Though it didn’t matter. If one of his creatures wanted to get inside and attack us they’d do so. It was a **** sentence for them. I’m sure they could sense the danger of the divine in this area. Out of all my brothers I was the only one to truly be scared of besides my absent one. My powers were full and total. Unlike theirs who’d been partly stolen. He knew this. I knew this. If he knew I was here I knew he’d stay far away from me. Everything about me from my eyes to my scent screamed Apex predator.

As much as I was a god. I was scared for my son. I had multiple anxiety attacks everyday. Thomas said it meant I was a good dad. That anxiety was normal for Alpha fathers who’s only desire is safety for the Beta and their young.

A part of me wished I could say I’d grown to care for Thomas but that wasn’t true. The only love I felt was directed at his stomach. I sometimes caught myself referring to the child in conversations when talking to him. I’m pretty sure he knows this too. I think he’s just happy to be along for the ride.

I also decided this child as a demigod as well as the fact I didn’t want him to have a mortal last name would take my own. Thomas relented knowing my will was final. I wasn’t a normal Alpha. I was a god. I didn’t feel the desire to follow his whims or wishes. He was my son and he would have my last name that was final.

It was two months in now. Throughout the pregnancy I’d been allowing part of my life essence to be absorbed into the child. Ensuring he’d be strong and healthy. Thomas was very tired all the time. I fed him the most nutrient’s dense food I could provide. From me and from nature. His stomach had bloated hugely now. In normal terms he’d be 6 or 7 months pregnant. It was a night like always since I’d come along. Cole was downstairs passed out drunk. Thomas lay quietly with my head on his stomach. His fingers running through my hair. I listened to the rapid heartbeat of my son all night every night after the first week when his heart first started beating my arms wrapped tightly against his stomach. Shielding the bump from the world. When I felt it. Lightly against my cheek as firm as it was. My son had kicked. I laughed feeling it.

“Did you feel that?” Thomas asked smiling.

“How could I not he aimed right at my cheek.” I laughed.

I placed kisses all over his stomach.

“You trying to fight daddy huh little man? Or you trying to say hi? Was that your way of doing a high five?” I soothed into the bump. I rested my cheek and ear back down onto the bump. Nuzzling it and cuddling it. I knew this was where I belonged.

Three weeks later and Thomas was ready to birth soon. He prepared for what was to happen. Already making peace with the fact that he’d soon die so our son could live. I had set up a barrier around the house long ago. The day after I’d impregnated Thomas in fact. The blue and white hue stretched a mile wide over the grove of the house. My head pressed against Thomas stomach listening to the heart beating as per normal. When I heard footsteps quickly moving up the stairs and a knock on the door. My head shot up teeth bared. Had he’d not gotten the picture that he wasn’t allowed in here. I’d made it very clear with every violent interaction that he wasn’t allowed near my son. The door opened. I stood up I didn’t need my water I was ready to kill with my bare hands.

“Atlas someone is here for you.” Cole stated glaring.

I raised an eyebrow. I summoned a ton of water into the room coating the walls in ice and water. I placed water around Thomas stomach so I could sense anything changing. I grabbed Cole by the shoulder and pushed him out. Closing the door behind me before sealing the room off. I sprinted downstairs and was greeted with familiar blonde hair and red and yellow eyes. Aelius.

“Atlas dear brother, I’ve missed you!” He said in his usual warm tone.

His warmth met my cold stare. He looked over at Cole.

“Where’s my manners I’m Aelius. God of the Sun. Atlas’s brother. How’s it been with my colder moon brother?” He was charismatic and charming though he unfortunately was met with two males who fell on the colder end of the emotion spectrum.

He looked at me shocked before sighing. Another god wasn’t as cool to him after me.

“Peachy.” He stated before walking away.

“What do you want?” I asked him annoyed.

“Now now dear brother is that anyway to talk to your favorite sibling?” He asked laughing slightly.

He waved his hand. I allowed this to happen as I knew it was only a matter of time. We appeared into the pantheon. All of us in our respective seats save for one absent.

“Atlas. It’s about time. You’ve been neglecting your duty as a god where the fuck have you been?” My brother Ajax asked. His green eyes falling onto me. He ruled the dirt and soil

“Now now how about a congratulatory show first. Dear brothers Atlas is gonna be a father!” Aelius stated

“So we’ve all been dads. Not a big deal.” My brother Esen said bored. He ruled the wind and sky.

“Well it seems to matter a great deal to him.” He stated.

“What am I here for? I did what you asked and fathered a child.” I said annoyed growling. I didn’t like being gone this long from Thomas.

“Yeah you did. Then you stuck around and got attached you can’t be doing that. The currents are failing. It’s messsing with the oceans. It’s February down there and it feels like autumn. You’ve failed to usher in winter. Migrations are failing. Tsunamis are happening cause the moons pulls are far too strong and not being controlled. The nights growing dim as the stars are decaying. All that I could forgive but you’ve been giving him your essence part of your divinity. It’s caused unbalance. That child is past demigod strength. Your attachment is causing problems and we will have to step in now. Atlas your a god you can’t be doing that. You messing with the plan.” Ajax stated getting angry.

I bared my teeth at him.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT I CAN AND CANT DO!” I roared at him. The pantheon shook with my fury.

“Atlas if you can’t separate this attachment we will separate it for you. I’ll end this child’s life if needed. It’s simply becoming unnatural in strength.” My brother Ace stated. Ruler of nature.

“ILL KILL YOU BEFORE YOU EVEN GET THE FUCKING CHANCE ACE!” I screamed and roared.

“Atlas you’ve failed your duty as a god for a child. He’s a mean to an end. As are the others. There has to be some form of punishment.” Aelius stated.

I stared at them pissed beyond comprehension. The floor shook with my fury.

“NOW YOU LISTEN HERE YOU FILTHY FUCKERS. IF ANYONE OF YOU COME NEAR HIM MARK MY FUCKING WORDS I WILL BURN THIS PANTHEON TO THE FUCKING GROUND, YOU THINK ZAGAN HAS USHERED IN THE APOCALYPSE! ILL SHOW YOU HORRORS BEYOND EVEN HIS CAPABILITIES! ILL JOIN HIM AND THROW THE ENTIRE WEIGHT OF THE OCEAN, THE ICE, THE MOON AND STARS SOLY BEHIND YOUR DESTRUCTION! HE IS MY FUCKING SON! JUST CAUSE YOU ALL DECIDED TO BE SHIT FATHERS DOES NOT MAKE IT PART OF THE RULES! HUH! SHOW ME THE FUCKING RULE THAT SAYS BEING A DAD IS AGAINT THE RULES AND EVEN IF IT FUCKING WAS ID BREAK IT! ILL KILL EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!” I screamed. My power outmatched theirs right now.

My rage was blinding the entire pantheon became frozen and all the stars cascaded around it. Each and every star falling from the sky ready to kill at my command. They knew I wasn’t bluffing. Threatening to join Zagan was a deep cut. They were already losing against him, me joining his side would be a **** sentence to them they knew this. They could distract me long enough for one of them to reach my son. Eventually thought they knew I’d kill them for it.

“Okay Atlas. I agree with you. It’s not against the rule to want to be a dad. While we may not understand where it come from, you have my support in this endeavor. However. knowingly giving a mortal even a kin part of your very divinity is against the rules you know that.” Aelius stated.

He was right. I did know that.

The anger left my body. I didn’t have a good excuse for that. I wanted him to grow strong. It wasn’t because I wanted him to a be a power balance disruption. I just wanted him to have enough. Our life Essence was so massively abundant. I wanted him to be strong enough to face any hurdles in his life. It was something that soothed my anxiety to do.

“I just….wanted….I wanted to know he’d be strong enough to survive the pregnancy….the dangerous world below. Thomas…the Beta is so weak….it just seemed normal to give my son some of my energy. It hasn’t been much. Just a small amount here or there.” I said calming down. I knew the threat of me switching sides was a big enough of a gamble that they wouldn’t risk it.

“A bucket of water may not seem like a lot until you’ve poured 100 into the pond.” Aelius stated.

He was right. Still I didn’t care. They could punish me all they wanted but As long as they didn’t touch my son I didn’t care. I waited for them to continue before I felt it. Ripples in Thomas stomach. Muscles opening and closing. Liquid pouring out. My son was ready to be born. I stood up. Anxiety and giddiness gripped me.

“I have to go! My sons about to be born!” I stated fading into a mist before they could object.

I appeared into the room with Thomas. He was crying.

“Oh thank goodness your back my water broke the baby is coming now!” He stated in a panic.

This wouldn’t take long. Maybe a minute or so. Normally it’s a more difficult process but for me it was simple. I pooled water into a ball. I placed it upon his opening. Rushing it inside where I could feel that the baby’s head had already separated and moved out the womb. I pooled water all around him in a cradle. As gentle as I could pulling him out with the water keeping him in a safe bubble. I used more water and opened Thomas more, giving him room. I didn’t care for Thomas discomfort he’d die anyway. With a pull he came out.

“Whhaaaaaa!” It was February 19th. The day my son was born, I used water to clean him up. I cradled the tiny baby in my arms. Thomas lay exhausted. His tiny little frame felt so foreign to me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared down at the little baby boy.

“Is he okay….?” Thomas asked weakly.

I moved over and sat next to him. Showing him his son. He held out his arms wanting to hold him something I didn’t object to. I gingerly paced him in his arms. We cried together happy.

“Hey…little guy…..you’re so beautiful…..like your daddy……look at that black hair……look at those blue eyes…..” he said weakly.

He looked over at me. Happy tears in his eyes.

“T-thank you…Atlas..for him. This is all I’d ever wanted.” He said smiling

I knew Thomas time was close.

“What should we name him?” I asked softly.

“Dean…..that was my fallen Alpha’s name….please…..” he asked.

I nodded my head. I liked the name.

“Dean Somber.” I stated.

He smiled his eyes growing dimmer and dimmer.

“Dean…Somber…” he said taking his last breath. Thomas had died.

I heard a cry downstairs. I knew Cole had felt Thomas had passed through the bond. I picked up the child and cradled him. His beautiful blue eyes stared into mine. I felt intense love and affection for the baby in my arms.

“My little Dean. My beautiful baby Dean.” I cradled him. After a day me and Cole buried Thomas out by the Lake past the shoreline in a clearing by some trees. I used ice to chop a tree setting a log down next to the stump used to mark his grave. With the baby tightly wrapped in my arms with a cloth I’d created that was softer than anything ever made before. I kept his close to my chest at all time since his birth. I could easily hold the tiny child in one arm under the cloth suspended around my neck. I teleported us into the pantheon, my brothers already waiting.

“So that’s the child then.” Aelius asked warmly.

I nodded my head sitting down with him. Though I didn’t trust my brothers anymore. I didn’t trust Cole either. I couldn’t leave a newborn baby in a bedroom alone. I had little options. Atleast with him attached to me I could have that peace of mind.

“My sweet little Dean Somber.” I said letting them know his name as I cuddled my son.

“Atlas. We came to an agreement one that you’ll be angry with but accept as you know it’s quite merciful given the rule you’ve broken.” Ace stated.

I raised an eyebrow. So we were still on this then.

“Atlas from this day forward you will be rendered infertile. You will never bear another child. You will be held in your domain with small exceptions we know raising Dean is something you desire. Thus that’s why it’s a perfect punishment. We will allow Dean to live. Though for the first 18 years of his life you will not be allowed to interact with him. Aelius has argued that a 3 hour window of your choosing is okay at some point to interact with him so theirs some sense of knowing. We’ve also agreed that you may leave your domain to watch him from out of sight in the grove. You may not interact with him though. Aelius has also argued that you should be allowed to bestow gifts on his birthday. We disagreed but came to an agreement that when he turns 16 you will be allowed to give him gifts from out of sight. From this day forward other than to the grove and the decided 3 hour window you will be held in your domain for the first 21 years of his life. When he turns 18 and you can convince him to see you in your temple then you may appear before him. Until then this is your punishment.” Ajax had stated.

I stood up ready to argue before I was interrupted,

“Atlas think rationally 18 years for an eternity with him. We’re not separating you in the afterlife or anything that was something they had wanted. I argued hard against it. We’ll make arrangements so you can rest knowing someone is watching him. This is a really good deal here. You’re a god you’ll live forever. He’s a demigod he’ll live a much longer life than most and even when he does die he’ll be able to join you in the afterlife in your domain. 21 years in your domain isn’t bad you’ve spent Eons there just because. We have a plan on motion right now.” Aelius stated.

Tears welled up in my eyes. Pain gripped my chest.

“But I’ll miss so much….he….he….won’t even know who I am…..” I said crying holding him tightly.

“That’s what makes it a punishment.” Esen stated looking at me pitiful.

I began sob holding my son afraid to let go.

I nodded eventually. I knew the deal was good as much pain as it brought me. I accepted it though. I didn’t want another child not after the emotional turmoil a single one had given me. A lifetime with him for 18 years of his knowledge of me. It was a very good deal.

“I accept these terms but know this. If his life is ever threatened I will step in. In anyway, shape, or form, and if anyone objects I will turn against all of you.” Though I was crying, my anger was abundantly clear. They knew I wasn’t bluffing.

The nodded their head in agreement.

“Let’s go Atlas.” Aelius say waving his hand. We appeared in the grove.

I sobbed loudly holding my son tight. He led us inside. A drunk Cole at the TV.

“Oh great your back.” He said burping.

“Sober up.” Aelius snapped his finger. In an instant Cole was sober. He stood up and looked at us. Watching me crying as I held my child.

“Cole right?” He began.

He nodded his head.

“We gods have an assignment for you. I’m sure you can see my dear brother Atlas crying. That’s because he’s being punished. No I won’t go into detail. No it’s not because of Thomas he was allowed to have a child. Atlas isn’t allowed to see Dean for 18 years of his life. 21 if you include him physically leaving his domain to places other than this grove or to attend matters of the utmost urgency. He is allowed to watch Dean from afar, though he isn’t allowed to be seen. He’s not allowed to interact with Dean or you except for a 3 hour window of his choosing. We the gods ask you to raise this child. Not as your own. Just raise him until he’s 18 and able to leave and join his own pack. The moment Dean turns 18 Atlas can resume contact with you and him.” He stated.

“Why would I raise the baby of the fucker who stole my Beta from me and killed him by knocking him up?” He asked annoyed.

“Because your bond to Thomas. This is his child as well as Atlas’s if you say no it creates a much bigger logistical issue for us. Also saying no will incite the wrath of us gods. Your choice.” Aelius stated.

“I’ll make money. Lots of it. Everyday I’ll leave it by the window seal next to your TV. We can make it out of thin air….just….please…..be…kind…not even for me….atleast Thomas.” I sobbed.

Cole weighed it out before agreeing. Holding out his hands to take Dean. I looked down at my son who started at me. His Beautiful blue eyes sparkled. I kissed him on the head several times. My hands shook as I handed him away. I began to sob.

Cole looked at me and back to Dean a satisfied smirk on his face.

Dean began to cry. His little arms reaching out to me. Seeking me out.

“Hey little guy. You can call me dad.” He said throwing a cruel smirk.

No anger in my chest. Only a hollow sensation when he said that. I fell to the floor sobbing loudly. He’d grow up thinking Cole was his father not me. Existence felt hollow. I cried loudly and ugly. Mine and Deans sobs mixing together. The clouds formed quickly outside, a cascade of water poured from the clouds. A direct response to my emotional state.

“We should go. Before we do remember this Cole. We are unforgiving. We can make your **** beyond painful for you and when you finally die we can do it all over again in the afterlife. If that child dies from your hands just remember. He’s the son of the moon god himself and a nephew to the entire pantheon of gods. Keep that in mind when you get too angry and cruel. 21 years isn’t a long time for us. Atlas will be around watching, As will I. Unlike him I’m not bound by punishment. Though I do not feel the drive of a father I do feel the drive as a brother. Atlas is my dear brother. He loves Dean and I love him. Remember that until your dying day.” Aelius’s normal warm demeanor was replaced with a threatening one. Cole’s smirk was wiped off his face.

He bent down placing a hand on my shoulder. Rubbing his hand over it in an attempt to be comforting of my sobbing form. I could feel our powers combining. I knew his red and yellow eyes were like mine right now. Black blue and red. I looked over and saw a dangerous look in his eyes as he stared at the man before us.

“It takes the power of the sun and moon to create the fury of an eclipse.” He threatened him one last time. With that we vanished.

(A/N you should like listen to Jeremy Zucker and Chelsea Cutler - “you were good to me” here just *kiss* sets the mood sorry I know this isn’t Wattpad)

True to my word I’d been putting money on the window seal everyday since I’d left Dean with Cole. It hasn’t gotten easier. I’d taken to sitting outside his window just out of sight. It’s been a couple days.

I stared out into the dark sky as rain fell. Tears falling down my cheeks. My hands pressed tightly to my face my body curled into a ball. Listening to Dean cry his eyes out. He’d been like this for a couple hours. I wanted so desperately to go inside and take him into my arms. To comfort him and cuddle him. The hollow feeling in my chest hurt so deeply. A wound that would never quite heal.

I sat in a tree as a small boy with black hair and blue eyes ran around the yard playing with a frog he’d found,

“Hi there mr froggy how are you today?” He used tree bark as toy’s as he didn’t have any. Despite all the money I’d been giving Cole.

My sorrow caused the rain in this area to be quite abundant.

I watched as the frog lept away. The boy looked at it a small frown on his face.

“Oh do you have to go to work mr froggy? Okay bye.” He angled the wood as if it was talking to the frog. I watched him play. Seeing him lost in his imagination made me happy. I smiled at the small boy, my small boy.

I watched in a tree by the lake. Water drops cascading down into the water forming ripples, a boy no more than 8 used a stick to stab the ground and draw in the wet sand. Making wet sand castles and playing by the water. Little did he know he was right next to where Thomas was buried. I’d gone into the after life and seen him once. Given permission to let him know Dean was okay, he was happy in the afterlife reunited with his other Dean. While Thomas was kind, his mate Dean didn’t like me being around him too long. They’re territorial even in the afterlife especially with me being the baby daddy and all that.

Cole had been an absent figure in Deans life so far. Though it killed me inside that Dean called him dad. He spent most of his time drunk. He seemed to make a point to make Dean call him dad when he had a feeling he knew I was listening. Which was always.

I was always listening, always watching. Wanting nothing more than to be with my son. Making sand castles and playing with sticks. These were things I’d never done before. I wanted to do them with him though. When he was asleep I liked to daydream a life where I was playing with him all day. Doing whatever it was that he was doing. I stayed outside his window at night. Imagining reading him bedtime stories. Making constellations in his image. Animals in the sky formed from stars that would play scenes of any kind that he wanted. Watching him and daydreaming was the only thing I did anymore.

Aelius though I was grateful for him I asked him to stay away from me for awhile. As for my other brothers I hadn’t seen them. I refused to go to the pantheon and they didn’t summon. I would check in on my duty correcting anything that seemed off before returning to watch my son.

I listened as Cole reprimanded a 10 year old for burning his toast. Dean had fallen into a habit of cooking him breakfast. I knew Cole was cruel not to hurt Dean but to hurt me. He absolutely knew I was around. I kept giving him money. Every morning. Dean had formed his morning routine around Cole. I’d formed a morning routine around Dean. He’d wake up at 6 and take a cold shower. Luckily my genes let him take them comfortably. Make his breakfast. Head down to the lake. Where he’d spend hours doing absent minded stuff and I’d sit and watch him until 4pm when he usually would go back to the house and cook dinner for Cole. He started opening the window at night so I had to be a bit more cautious of him finding me outside it at night.

I could year yelling inside the house. Recently Cole’s anger had been more and more volatile. I knew that Dean must have done something Cole had deemed worth his anger. What it was I wasn’t sure. What I did know was the clear sound of flesh being hit. My anger was absolute fury. The rain already cascading down became a slurry and thunder rumbled and lightning flashed. I heard the yelling stop. He knew I’d heard. The thunder rattled the grove violently, though I wasn’t god of earthquakes, the **** behind my thunder I may as well have been. Dean ran outside. The sight of him calmed me down the rain began to slow. Cole stood by the door watching the storm. Dean began heading towards the Lake. Cole looked into the trees unable to spot me. Knowing full well I was someplace in them.

“Son I’m sorry.” He said smirking not even looking at Dean.

My anger flared again. Lighting stuck the area next to the porch. Causing him to flee inside the house. I wasn’t god of lighting either but I had ways of manipulating the water in the air to achieve the results of lightning with 0 effort. I watched an upset 14 year old boy go and sit under a tree by the lake. He sat just like how I did.

It was Deans 16th birthday. I’d long decided that I’d get him a present. I made a bow and arrows carved by my own hand with trees from this very grove. I debated giving it to him myself but I didn’t want to scare him, a strange man appearing and giving him an enchanted bow seemed like a bad idea. Pangs of sadness and sorrow flooded my chest. I was simply a stranger to him.

“Have your present ready?” Aelius asked calmly. We watched the boy sitting by the log and stump drawing with charcoal he’d taken from the fireplace and discarded wrinkled paper Cole no longer needed.

“Yeah. I made him a bow and arrows. They’re enchanted so he’ll never lose a single one. Even if it breaks. They’ll appear right back into the quiver as if it never happened.” I stated. With the bow in hand.

“Quite a gift. It’s more of an Alpha son present though. You know it’s not too late to make him an Alpha. We can always change it now. All your power in his veins he’d be very strong as an Alpha male. Dangerous. Sharp as steel. Ready to fight at a moments notice. His battle prowess would be second to yours, him being your son with all the extra essence. He’d be cruel and cold as the ice of his father. Just like you. It’s interesting watching demigods how they act like us even if they don’t know us.” He stated watching him. I knew when he was 3 he was a Beta. Alpha male’s become very self sufficient in a few months time. Beta male’s tend to hug and remain close to their parents and not stray far. Dean would cry for hours wanting Cole to hold him. Something he refused do. Since then Aelius has asked me to intervene and make him an Alpha. I was ruining the plan they’d made after all. I have refused every chance. It made me sad knowing he didn’t get to have that connection to his Beta instincts. He’d become a bit of a loner, not like he exactly had options though in the matter.

The plan originally made had shifted once Dean was discovered to be a Beta. Including my constant and forceful no’s on making him an Alpha. His Alpha’s were selected and bonded to him. We made their bonds stronger than normal given their circumstances. My brothers didn’t care like I did for my son. Still they’d been polite when referring to him as my son. Something they never ever did for theirs except when it came time to claim them in front of mortals. A plan was made and changed but now fully realized. His Alpha’s were incredibly strong and given the way they’d all grown up had a deep desire to make family’s of their own. They would be his and he’d be theirs. A stronger than average bond was made for them. Given the circumstances they’d face together. Coming out much stronger once they all were 18. We agreed the power they had would increase once they had bonded. Fully unlocking once their bond to him and each other was created And they would be trained on how to use these powers after the plan was told to them. We had already selected them to be the next Royal Alpha’s though they still had to fight for it. Their victory was ensured given everything about them. This was the first time we’d done something like this. It truly was Plan Z.

“Worlds got enough cruel and strong men. Needs **** one’s now. Those three Alpha’s are already tied to him that ship long sailed out from shore, My son is perfect the way he is. Alpha or Beta. He’s beautiful. Have faith in the plan we have.” I stated waving him off.

With that he left. He knew there was no point in arguing with me about this. We’d already meddled with the three male’s, power was given. They’d also already done enough to me and him. I’d be damned if they were gonna mettle in his life once more. He wasn’t an instrument of godly will. He was my son before anything else. No matter my brothers desires. I vanished and reappeared placing the bow on the ground and then back into the tree. After awhile I watched as he finished and stood up leaving the shore. He spotted the bow on the ground looking around. He knew that it wasn’t there before. He picked it up and studied it.

“Hello?” He called out.

I desperately wanted to answer but knew I couldn’t. He picked up the arrows and looked around once more before taking them with him.

“Happy 16th Dean.” I smiled.

It was Deans 17th birthday. Cole had decided to do a food run today for their supplies. I watched as Cole told him to go somewhere else for a couple hours while he got all the stuff together. I watched Dean go into an art store. I knew today was the day I’d introduce myself. I was anxious to say the least. Ready to finally have some interaction with my son in 17 long years. I picked a nice outfit that made me standout. I was so nervous to actually talk to him. I appeared in an alleyway and crossed the street entering the art store. I saw him looking at the sketchbooks I stared for a moment, so completely and utterly nervous to talk to him. I took a deep breath.

“Like it?” I asked him. His blue eyes fell onto me. I’d finally introduced myself to my son.

(A/N if someone wants me to write this all out from Atlas pov just let me know otherwise you can read it in introduction)

I had just said goodbye after beating Cole to a pulp and healing him. I went a single minute over. I walked out of sight and vanished into a distant tree line. Aelius appeared next to me.

“You’re a bit late.” He said laughing slightly.

“Yeah well I had to beat that piece of shit up, seemed like a good birthday present. Dean liked it.” I said laughing.

“I’m sure he did, you’re a good dad Atlas.” He said slapping my shoulder before vanishing. Soon I’d meet my son. Soon I’d be able to introduce myself as his actual father as much as a shock it would be. In a years time I can begin to appear in his dreams. Meet his soul. Maybe convince him to seek me out in the temple. I waited this long what was another year.

Dean POV

Tears cascaded down my cheeks from the vision my father had shown me. He hugged me tightly afraid I’d be taken from him again. It truly wasn’t his fault, he didn’t abandon me. He was **** to leave. Even then he never was gone.

“You were always there…” I whispered.

“Every single day Dean….every single day.” He sobbed.

I hugged him tightly. He’d been there the entire time. Always watching. Always wanting to connect and not being allowed too. He suffered so long watching me. His eons of existence felt short compared the time it took for him to be able to reach out to me and hold me like this. It was all he’d wanted that entire time. For me to know I was his son. Not Cole’s to tell me he loved me. Raise me as his son. That was all he’d ever wanted.

“I love you dad.” I said quietly.

He sobbed loudly into my shoulder. I felt a huge smile on his face.

“I love you too. I love you so much Dean.” He said sobbing. We hugged for awhile. We both needed this connection.