Travel to Mount. Orthys!

AN: Enjoy this chappy, clearing up their childhood.

[Word Count: 940]

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Many years later,

3rd POV:

Zeus and Dunamis had a good childhood on Mount Ida, Crete. They spent their days frolicking around the countryside with nymphs and satyrs, learning to fight with the Kouretes, eating their fill of honey and goat milk.

By the time Dunamis and Zeus were young adult Gods their appearances changed drastically. Zeus kept his long, curly black hair but he now suited a neatly trimmed beard. He was muscular but lean - like a swimmer, in his base height he stood tall at a good six foot four.

However, Dunamis changed the most, his athletic figure screamed of a Greek god, he was a whole head taller than his older twin brother at seven foot two and radiated an extraordinary amount of power. Dunamis had a nice tanned body to compliment his physique. The young god still had his short brown hair, but this time there were more red streaks running through the middle and his onyx black eyes left the female nymphs speechless and lovestruck.

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As Dunamis and Zeus went about their day training with the Kouretes they had a visitor. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement she was tall and lean yet she still had a slightly toned body. She wore but a white chiton which made no effort to cover the size of her large d-cup breasts. This woman emitted happiness. This was Rhea, the ex-wife of Kronos and mother of Dunamis and Zeus.

"My children, the time has come for you to recover your siblings."

Zeus smiled whilst Dunamis nodded in agreement.

Rhea's eyes gleamed. She had been planning her revenge on Kronos for a long time. Now looking at her two sons - so confident, strong and handsome - she knew the time had come.

"Zeusie there is a position for a cupbearer open on Mt. Orthys."

Zeus's face flushed red with embarrassment. "Mum! Don't call me that."

Dunamis let a small smile escape from his mouth.

"Whatever," said Rhea in a not caring tone. The Titan of motherhood changed her line of sight to the younger of the two twins. Dunamis was always a mystery to her. Where Zeus was the godliest of all her children, Dunamis was different he had the intelligence and power of a god but the height and demeanour of a Titan. He was also by far the stronger out of the two, holding a twelve to one record against Zeus. That one time was when a knock dead gorgeous nymph walked past distracting him long enough for Zeus to knock him to the floor.

"I'm pretty sure that king cannibal is also offering a job for a foot massager," Rhea said with a heft chuckle.

Zeus erupted amusement. "Oh, brother I almost feel sorry for you," exclaimed Zeus in mock sympathy.

"Shut it Zuesie!" Dunamis snapped back with a straight line on his face.

Yet again Zeus's face faltered as his cheeks gained a dark shade of pink.

Rhea couldn't hold it in no more as she erupted in laughter.

"But mother I have no experience bearing cups, "Zeus spoke out

"Oh, Zeus it's quite simple actually, whenever King Kronos asks for a drink you bring it to him. The pay isn't great, but the job has many benefits such as overthrowing your father and rescuing your siblings."

"Won't Father recognise Zeus as a god?" Dunamis asked?

He was also the more logical of the two making sure everything was well thought out and nothing unexpected happens. Whereas, Zeus relied on the unexpected he didn't like thinking things through as he was adamant that plans never work so why bother?

"Mhm, I've been thinking about that," Rhea said. "Your siblings have survived Kronos's gut for all these years and, like you, they're fully grown by now. That means they must have the power to change their size and shape to how they see fit. You should have that power, too. See if you can make yourself appear less godly more...Titan-ish."

Zeus had already mastered the art of turning shape as he would often become a dove and spy and the nymphs. Sick pervert. At first, nothing happened, then he took into the differences between the two races. Titans were taller and had a more ripped physique. They didn't radiate as much power as he and Dunamis did. They had a different demeanour, rougher and much more violent. As he listed the changes he soon felt him changing.

He looked into the nearby river to be amazed at what he saw. Zeuz was now the same size if not a bit taller than Dunamis he didn't have the same power leaking of his body and he had a vibe of an absolute brute.

"It appears you are ready," voiced Rhea. "There would be no need for you to change your size dear, though I do recommend you limit the amount of power you radiate."

"Yes, mother." It was a short but firm reply.

Dunamis didn't have to think about it as Zeus did, he just willed it to happen and it came naturally like fish to water.

"It's time for your job interviews dear."

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AN: That's a wrap and all original. I'm, proud of myself :)

We're now moving closer to the Titanomachy - 10 year-long war between the Olympians and the Titans

My story has been restricted due to the use of Chinese mandarin in the word count fill in the auxiliary chapter so I don't think you can vote power stones. Hopefully, by the time this is uploaded this issue would have been resolved.