13The second chapter is here my friend, I had it in my computer for quite a while, but I wanted to work on the plot a bit before continuing. Anyway, tell me what you think of it.
Oh, I'm warning you, in this story, heart will be broken, men will be vaporized, women will cry, fighters will dies, punchlines will be said, and heroes will rise once again. Hope it's a good enough program.
To the batcave! Hmmm... To the story!
Blazing sacrifice began vibrating, a high sound coming from it. Then, frightening whispers, incomprehensible to them rang in the room coming from nowhere.
And finally, everything stopped and the weapon expended in a black sphere.
Then, breaking the silence, the sphere exploded and revealed a swirling mass of black flames and goo.
With a deafening roar the mass took a shape, vaguely human.
The Greek group shivered as they stared at it. They could feel the power rolling out of it as it stared at the mass of demigods. The priest looked up at it and smiled evilly.
"Beast! Monster! Listen to me!" The beast snapped his head to him.
"Kill everyone!"
The flame beast let out a snarl and slowly walked to the demigods. The Persians made clear path for their servant to kill the enemy.
The beast stopped once in front of the Lieutenant of the Fighters who steadied his grip on his dual weapons. He took a stance as he saw the large flaming figure tense.
But it shrank a bit. What was before a large humanoid monster was closer to a human being, vaguely the same height, yet still completely made of flames and black goo. Slowly, its left hand elongated to look like a blade. And Percy smirked in amusement.
"You too can do this?" Rhetorically joked the hero. Then, he dashed in front of him and began on a powerful move. He channeled all his strength and positioned his swords on the left side before slamming them on the other side in an attempt to cut his opponent.
But the monster dropped on the ground to escape the blow.
What speed! It's monstrous! Thought the champion of the Snow. But as he finished his blow, he leaned his weight on his left leg and pushed to go in a barrel jump, attempting a series of vertical and diagonal slashes.
But the monster leaned from side to side and used his blade shaped sword to stop all the blows.
Percy growled in annoyance and jumped back to put distance between him and his adversary. He frowned even deeper as he saw the creature's shoulder shake lightly.
"Hey! Why the fuck are you laughing you damn fireball!" Roared the son of Poseidon. He snapped his fingers and a rain of golden and silver arrows from the two present group fell on the now seemingly serious monster who rolled back to avoid the deadly projectiles. Percy let out a feral smile.
"Not laughin anymore huh? Let's see how you like the next move." Muttered the hero, just loud enough so his companions could hear him.
He changed his stance, leaning on the front, ready to sprint, his right sword, Anaklusmos, was horizontal, pointed to the back, and Blizzard was pointing toward the ground.
"This one's gonna hurt." Murmured Connor while Travis nodded as he eyed the Persians to see if they were advancing… or if they had anything worth stealing.
Then, Percy disappeared from side before reappearing as a blur before the monster.
"Ansatsu no jutsu! The Hundred Pieced Puzzle!" They heard the lieutenant shout as he began his move.
But the monster blurred away too, twisting away from the attacks.
At the end of his sequence, Percy jumped and rolled back to his group and gulped. He was pale, and Angel and the rest didn't like that at all.
"It… It's impossible… It can't be… H-How?" Stuttered the son of Poseidon as his blades clattered on the ground in a crystalline sound.
The creature seemed to smirk, causing the demigods to pale.
Katie steadied herself as she saw Angel afraid and took a step forward, short sword in hand. But Percy stopped her.
"Don't… It's too dangerous…" Said the hero as he stared at the creature.
Said creature raised its foot before slamming it down. And a fiery inferno spread from it, to the side, taking the lives of every Persian apart from the priest, who went from smug to shocked.
"W-Why did you do that?!" Shrieked the summoner as he waved his arms in panic.
The monster walked to him and spoke in a gruff, deep voice.
"You ordered me to kill everyone, Persian." It spat out the origin as if it was the most disgusting thing ever. It then faced the group of shocked Greco-Romans. In a burst of flames, he blinded everyone. While he did that, he vaporized the priest with his sheer heat.
When they could see again, they were facing a man, leanly muscled, with brown hair, golden pulsing eyes and a lopsided smile on his face.
"Han Kami no jutsu, Supernova." Percy fell on his knees as Angel let out tears.
"Elveril." Breathed out a stunned Shay. The protector made a military salute with two fingers.
"Yo! How's it been?" Angel ran to her brother and tackled him down, sobbing in his chest.
"E… E-Elv! Y-You're back!" Elveril let out a tender smile as he saw his protégé crying.
"Who's the idiot who made you cry huh? It seems I've got people to beat up." Joked the fire wielder in a soft voice. Angel chuckled at his poor attempt and let him go.
The fire artifact jumped on his feet and walked to the unbelieving Percy. He slowly went on one knee and looked in the white eyes of his friend.
"Yo Perce. I'm back. Nothing? Not even a hug? I heard you were swarmed by everyone after Tartarus and I come back from the freaking Oblivion and I don't even get a Hello?" Joked the man. Percy slowly took Elverilae's shoulder and pulled him in a tight hug. Elv frowned at that and sighed as he felt Percy's shoulder shake.
Soon, sobs could be heard as the son of Poseidon cried in his returned friend' shoulder.
"Yeah… Let it all out Perce… It's over… Do you really think I'd go to the Void and stay there?" Said the man. He looked up and saw that everyone was more or less crying, even if Ryan, being the son of Bellona he was, was vainly trying to hide it.
"You know, I'm happy and all that, but could you let go please? It's just that you're crying on me and I'm kinda naked if you didn't notice… It's just too weird for me bro." Strongly said the protector. Percy let go as he laughed.
"Yeah, sorry. Welcome back man. Let's head out shall we?" Said Percy as he stood up a bit unsteadily.
Everyone readied to go out, giving the son of Hestia a quick hug or a punch in the shoulder as a welcome. Even if a majority of the Doves were blushing at the sight of the Fighter's uncovered body
Then, Connor spoke up to get everyone's attention.
"Humm. Man, what's up with your left hand?" Asked the son of Hermes as he pointed at the limb. Elveril gained a confused look before he went to shock as he stared at his hand.
It was black. Not black like burned no, but it looked like a mix between obsidian and… well… nothingness. It was now his hand and went up his arm in a familiar pattern on his forearm, it followed the form the black flames of his tattoo had.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Well… That's new… I… think I'll have to go to Athena as we go to Olympus." Said the embodiment of flames. Percy nodded and Katie spoke up.
"Anyway, find something to wear, the Hunt is out here." At this, Elveril began to search to wearable clothes as fast as he could.
Finally, he reared down a piece of cloth form a dead man and made a breechcloth with it. At the sight of their lieutenant's figure in a loincloth, hands on his hips, looking proud of himself, the Fighters only burst out laughing.
Angel giggled at the sight and teased her protector.
"Fear the almighty Elveril, Slayer of Darkness, for he is wearing a loincloth!" Exclaimed the daughter of Hope with an exaggerated heroic tone in her voice, making her brother laugh.
"Yeah yeah. Let's get out of here. It's been two years since I've wanted to see the blue sky. Let's go." Said the man as he walked out of the building, with Angel gripping his forearm to make sure he won't leave her. Just behind him was Percy, who was intently looking at him, as if to make sure he wasn't an illusion,.
When he stepped out of the hidden sanctuary, he breathed in and smiled.
"Gods of Olympus! I missed this!" Exclaimed the artifact. On his right, he could see the sun rising, slowly covering the surrounding with its warmth. Reflecting on the white mantle of snow covering the nearby forests.
But he froze as he felt a pointy tip on his neck.
"Wow wow wow! Calm down Tania! You don't want to kill me when I just came back from Khaos right? Huh? You don't huh? Please tell me you don't! Because I certainly want you to not want it." Exclaimed the Fighter before his exclamation slowly turned in a question and finally in a begging. Everyone laughed as they saw the scene.
Then, the Hunt walked out of the woods as they probably heard the shouts. And they showed extremely shocked faces as they saw the supposedly faded man, at least, the ones who knew him. Artemis then looked intrigued.
"Why do you wear this?" The group's laugher doubled as Elveril frowned in frustration.
"You try coming back from the Void, and see if you can keep your clothes… I actually liked my shirt…" Sadly said Elveril at the end.
Artemis shook her head at the stupidity of the hero. She spun on her heels and called out to everyone.
"We will set up a camp in the woods, and then, Elverilae, you will tell us how you came back from Khaos." Decided the moon goddess. Everyone walked after her and soon, the dozens of teenagers were agitating to set up the camp as fast as possible.
If there was one thing Elveril respected the Hunt for, it was for their organization. He had to admit, they were pretty darn fast. In a matter of ten minutes, the camp was set up and secured, the wolves walking at the edge to keep everyone away.
The newly resurrected Fighter was sitting on a log near the fire camp, using the warmth of said fire to recharge his energy as much as possible.
Next to him was sitting Angel, leaning on his side, half asleep, making Elveril smile.
Then, he raised his head as he saw Katie and Percy coming to him. The daughter of Demeter looked at Angel and smiled teasingly.
"Damn Elv, if I didn't knew better, I'd be worried you'd try and take her away from me." Elveril laughed and nodded.
"Of course you should be worried, I'm the brother, and the protector! If I decide to, I can take her away from you." Joked back the black handed man. Percy smirked at the joke, but Elveril realized it was a bit forced. He frowned.
"Man, you're okay?" Simply asked the fire wielder. Percy sighed a bit and sat in front of him.
"Yeah… it's just… You were dead for two years… and now you are back… I just don't know how to react. I still feel sad yet I'm happy…" Elveril sighed as he understood.
"I'm back, for me, it's all that matters. Being away from everyone, especially you, Khione and Angel, was really difficult." He was about to add something when someone cleared her throat to gain the attention.
Elveril looked on his right side to see a girl, around thirteen, glaring down at him. She had soft familiar brown eyes, wavy black hair and was wearing silver clothes. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"What can I do for you huntress?" Asked the artifact. Percy and Katie felt the killing intent and the tension in the air. They took a step back and watched Elveril handle it.
"Let her go." Ordered the girl. Elveril's eye twitched in annoyance but he didn't react more than this.
"Let her go you vile beast! I will not let a male corrupt a girl in front of me!" Nearly screamed the girl. This drew the attention of a large part of the present group who looked at the commotion.
Artemis winced as she realized what was happening. She saw Percy shaking his head to prevent her from interfering.
Elveril slowly stood up, delicately making Angel lean on the log. He then faced the huntress with all his height.
"State your parentage huntress." Ordered Elveril. Katie could feel shivers running down her spine. She understood what he meant earlier. If he was decided, nothing could stop him from separating them, whatever the cost would be.
The huntress remained strong, at least, from what they could tell.
"Alya Snow. Daughter of Khione." Elveril smiled predatorily.
"Ah! A daughter of Khione… Unsurprising that you hate me… And yet, pretty strange." Began Elveril, his tone casual, but with a dangerous undertone in it. This statement made the opponent confused.
"Unsurprising because I am fire, descendent of Hestia, making you hate me… And surprising because, after all… I'm fucking you mother." Casually stated the man. Artemis winced again, when he was talking like that, it was very bad.