Before something impossible happened, the Void's darkness took over half the room. Baby Love laughed.
The sound was like a silver knife going through the dark. The darkness went away where her laughter touched. The Void screamed, "No!"
"That's not possible!" Baby Hope said in a sweet voice, "When you have love, anything is possible."
The nine kids started to glow. Not the sharp light of electricity, but the cozy light of a fire on a winter night.
The tentacles of the Void cracked and pulled back. "This isn't over," it hissed before disappearing.
"I will return when they're weaker." As soon as the threat disappeared, the gods rose from their knees. Zeus looked embarrassed.
Thor picked up his fallen hammer. Medusa's snakes hissed nervously.
"We should go," Anubis said quietly. "This family needs time together."
One by one, the gods flew away. But their leaving words hung in the air like smoke. "The prophecy children have arrived."
