I laid upon the rocks for what seemed an eternity. Every part of me was screaming in agony and to move from those treacherous rocks was out of the question. Irately I wondered as to how I had gotten myself so royally defeated. That Drakon, bastard, the dark Drakon I had been locked in battle with for two strenuous hours must have somehow cast me into the rubble of the once proud building I had tried so vigorously to protect. He sure was mean, he had not even had a purpose for destroying the beautiful temple, he just liked the destruction. I groaned as the rocks shifted under my beaten form. It was times like this when I wished my elder brother Achilles was with me, but he was off fighting the Trojans, as he had been for the past few years. Above me I saw the moon floating serenely in the night sky, the fires from the city turned inferno were blocking out view of the stars. Though I could scarcely move my head from the overwhelming pain, what I could see in my limited field of vision were several dead Amazonian warriors. Their corpses were scattered around the agoura , darkness seeping from the freshly made wounds. Gritting my teeth, I struggled to achieve a sitting position, I finally propped myself up against a fallen pillar. Stretching the knots out of my aching muscles proved much harder than I had originally thought, harder still as my weighty armor was quite constricting. I managed to shrug off my dented and scarred chest plate and remove my sad looking horse plume helm. Breathing a sigh of content I slowly closed my eyes.
When I awoke from my restless slumber, a pair of shining, armor-clad legs, were in my sight.
"Wake", I grumbled something along the lines of him leaving me alone, but the voice did not listen.
"Arcamine, I told you to AWAKEN"
Startled, my head snapped back unfortunately slamming into the stone pillar I was leaning against. Not helping my already massive head ache.
"What…want" I managed to croak out.
"Get up. You are needed" The authoritative voice declared.
"Cannot…hurts" My throat was defiantly not operating at full capacity. The figure sighed,
"Fine, I will heal your wounds, but in return you will do as I tell you. If you deny me you will die anyway." Not really thinking on my words I whispered out,
"As…you wish." Suddenly my body levitated off the hard dirt, my aches and pains were dying away, and my head was clearing. All that I saw was a bright light, the voice spoke to me once more,
"I have foreseen in the distant future an undesirable group of individuals that have named themselves, The Light. This cannot stand, as they give me a bad name." Finally putting the facts together, the shining armor, the healing, the bright light, I gasped out
"Apollo..." His voice smug.
"Ah, you figured it out." The smugness fading from his strong voice, his tone grew serious. "Understand, what I ask of you is very dangerous, and you will leave everything you know and love behind." Thinking of my burning home, I smiled grimly.
"Do with me as you wish, Lord Apollo, I am ready." He frowned, "Don't be so sure." With those ominous words I was once more lifted into the air as a excruciating light filled my vision. I thought of my brother as I passed into unconsciousness.
I regained my senses to the sound of surprised voices. Keeping my eyes closed and my breathing even, I listened. "Don't worry megalicious , Ill protect you"
"Shut up Baywatch." A light smacking sound followed. I unintentionally smirked, alerting the voices.
"He's awake! Superboy pin him down." I grunted as a pair of strong arms pushed my shoulders down.
"Wait, don't hurt him!" A feminine voice shouted. A gentle hang cupped my face. I cracked open my eyes and they widened in surprise, the girl was green!
"Mayhap I am not ready I muttered."