• I guess I need to catch everyone up with what has been going on since I last talked. Well, I got married. Though not who people thought I was marrying to. Things got a bit complicated but it ended up having a

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    Maks had been In the Hindu deity realms for some time. Time spent there simply didn’t exist. Time wasn’t a construct that really existed there. Maks had been exploring the parts of the realm that inte

  • Part Two – Misha’s side of the Story.

    As you’ve heard from my brothers, we come from a family of deities from both the Norse and Roman pantheons. So, I won’t get into too much in that as most know about it by now. Most know me as Mikhail Markovic, but that is just a name that my family has used since the 11th century. My real name is Cal…[Read more]

  • Phoenixes, snakes and deities (or the backstory to the Markovic Family. )

     

    Most know me as Maksim Markovic. People know me as this mouthy fire god, who likes to take risks and likes to cause a little

    • Part Two – Misha’s side of the Story.

      As you’ve heard from my brothers, we come from a family of deities from both the Norse and Roman pantheons. So, I won’t get into too much in that as most know about it by now. Most know me as Mikhail Markovic, but that is just a name that my family has used since the 11th century. My real name is Callum Nathanson. I also go by other names but that is for another story to tell . We usually had to change our names constantly as we didn’t want to be found out with having magic, let alone being a deity. History has told us what happened to people accused with magic. We had to travel around. Though there were places that were friendly to us. Especially in Eastern Europe and the Balkans, hence the name change. After that, things started to quiet down so to speak. Luckily, we weren’t alone as we had our mother and her adopted brothers which are the Pattersons if you didn’t know. Aleks mentioned one of them, you’ll get to know them more soon. They’re not one to be messed with in a fight. Especially Quinn and his affinity for swords.

      Now, things didn’t start to get going for me until at least the 17th century. I lived quietly for a long time. Though I wanted to see more, and I decided to travel. The age of empires and discovery was a good way to that. I traveled with the English and traveled around. Though I heard the horror stories of the Spanish and the Incas and Mayans. And don’t get me started on Columbus. Movies tend to gloss things over. But I will tell you one thing. Always name your ship. Bad things tend to happen when you don’t. I learned that one the hard way. Though even if you name it, things tend to happen. Reason I didn’t get to be on a boat again for a little while but that’s for another story. But things started to look up from there. Me and my brother were co-captains of the ship The Phoenix. We were pretty good at what we did before certain space captains were around and thought of. Right up until a certain Dragon named Joe decided to destroy it. Yeah, still not happy about that but time to move on. But we were a great team. I’m not trying to brag but we were. Though I gave up my naval career to be a pirate. Yes, I was a pirate for a little while. Decided to be risky and try something new. Though that’s something my family is known for. That and appearing out of nowhere. My dad is known for that and my brother Maks is following in that footstep.

      I started to fall in love with a certain pirate named Con. Short for Constantin. Though we met only briefly when we were teenagers in the ancient days of Rome. I was there to be there for support for Quinn and his brother Aiden as they were gladiators at the time. He was there with his friend Kara. We only met at that moment, but I knew we’d see each other again. Who could miss that smile of his, just saying. It would be before I ended up in the Navy that I saw him again, only to be separated. Yeah, remember me telling to always name the ship? I ended up over board after a freak storm. Only to be on Quinn’s ship after that. I know, sea gods should know better. I’m not my dad, alright? It was when I was in the Navy that I met Con again, on different sides of the law. I was in the Navy and he was a pirate. He tried to flirt with me and Maks. Maks wasn’t having it. I was entranced though and me and him have been together in some way ever since. Through the Romans, to the Age of discovery to even the rush to head west. We didn’t end up back together until a year or so ago. I have no regrets when it comes to him. None.

      Though there are some things to clear the air with. I don’t have some kind of feud with Nikola Tesla. While I did work with him in the past, we do get along. And yes, he’s alive, somehow. Don’t ask me about that. But we do get along, and we’ve gotten into some hijinks in the past. Let’s just say there’s a fish somewhere that is glowing like a lightbulb and a fish with some vampire fangs. Though I think Nikola kept that one. That still gives me the chills though. And the other thing is about those that look like me. For most that know and don’t know. There are a few people that look like me. Kirk, Steve Trevor and Rex are those that look like me. Not saying it’s a bad thing, just someone might have had too much fun with the magic there to make that happen. *ahem” Dad *ahem* One of me is weird enough, two is okay, three is over kill and four, well somethings wrong there. Kirk and Rex happen to be distant relatives. I’m trying to figure that one out and where in my family it is. Especially on my mother’s side. Though rumors are that my Uncle Thor might have had something to do with that one. Jury is still out with that. Never knew the god of Thunder was like that. Yeah, our family is a little screwed up. There will be more stories to follow but for now, I think everyone knows about me.