Chapter 3: Dark memories
Demi'se walked into a tent with crimson coloring and a silver banner with a sun in the center. It had been four years since he had last seen the crest of Hyperion. Even back then it sent a reminder to what he was; a lesser Demititan of the children of Helios the true Titan of the Sun. The son of Hyperion pulled back the tents opening as he entered noticing Diana sitting at a round table with her back to him.
"I must say sister the change in... Well let's just say it's awkward with so few guys." Demi'se blurted not knowing exactly how to break the ice.
"Oh well I just had a falling out with the Amazon's and things worked themselves out here." Diana said still working on something at her table. "Well I've already heard how you got injured though I'm curious."
"I still have both eyes." Demi'se answer the same question being asked quite often. "I thought today would be a great day to remove them."
"Seems early since your battle was barely a month ago." Diana countered.
"Yes the battle you didn't help in." Demi'se sighed wincing as he undid his bandages.
"Brother I know you well." Diana said not caring to elaborate.
"Well that makes you the first of many sister." Demi'se said wincing again from his stubborn bandages.
"No I am the only one who knows you must burn things to the ground before you truly understand why you did it and what it means." Diana said still with her back to her brother. "In short I know that your rage is the only reason you survive . . . The only reason you fight, and the only reason you can fight the gods."
"I just thought burning things ran in the family?" Demi'se grinned as the last of his bandages fell to the tent's fur rug. Diana turned facing her brother from her seat. The son of Hyperion had a long scar running diagonally across his face. "Ugly right?"
"No it fits . . ." Diana sighed rising to her feet as she over shadowed her twin brother a good three inches. "It brings a kind of ruggedness a runt needs to survive."
"Hmmm . . ." Demi'se mumbled as he noticed a simple cot in the corner of the massive tent with an old sleeping bag. "You never threw that old cot out?"
"Never." Diana answered tracing Demi'se scar with her index finger making him wince.
"Never thought of you as the semimetal type." Demi'se said swatting his sister's hand away as he walked over to his old cot.
"I'm not." Diana answered as she tossed Demi'se a scroll. "You should read that before you sleep."
"What is it?" Demi'se asked eyeing the old thing.
"A list of possible advanced placement troops that I'll have tested tomorrow morning." Diana answered as Demi'se opened it grinning at the last name on the list. "What do you disagree?"
"Oh yes this one deserves much higher than last and will do much better in battle field command and assault." Demi'se said reading Yin's name dead last out of thirty. "He's the one who fought you."
"No way! And he's last?" Diana growled reading Yin's name over and his testing was due to be off field tactician. "How we complied these only two months ago?"
"Yes and I'm still finding him more capable by the day." Demi'se answered. Feeling a grudge biting at him. "I recommend the survival trials."
"Hmmm you were the last to pass those." Diana said shivering from the memories. "It took you two weeks... Best time by a week."
"Yes and he will do well I guarantee that much." Demi'se said recalling his painful dance with the survival trials. The thing was no one came out the same... Not even Demi'se had been gifted enough to remain innocent. No this would be Demi'se's final test for Yin. If he succeeded than the son of Hyperion would except Yin fully.
"I see your wheels turning Demi'se." Diana said a concerned look flashing across her face. "I'll admit he has skill but I wasn't even expecting to fight much less going at it at full strength... Unless you truly believe he stands a chances do not give me a request."
"No he has what it takes whether he knows it or not, he hasn't been pushed this hard before." Demi'se said unrolling his sleeping bag. "I am giving you a request to enlist Yin son of Prometheus to the Survival Trials."
"Then it will be done Demi'se." Diana said grimly as she scribbled a note on a new scroll. "Esther, enter!"
A female demititan entered the tent cloaked in ancient gold armor hand out stretched. Diana handed the scroll over as Esther nodded grimly then left.
"He will have until eight o'clock sharp before he is tested." Diana said wondering if this Yin kid had what it took to survive this. "Now we best rest up for tomorrows baseline tests."
"Yeah." Demi'se sighed plopping down on his bed his eyes feeling heavy as sleep overtook him.
"I told someone about our heritage Yang." Yin said as they sat outside their tent. The two original owners were busy getting dressed and kicked the twins out.
"You never tell anyone . . ." Yang said trying to wrap his mind around what his brother just said. "Now I've already accepted Alanna knowing. Anyway how is she?"
"Copping though aren't we all?" Yin said with a grin as he turned to Yang. "She has known but I told someone else."
"Who?" Yang pressed playing with a random rock.
"Demi'se." Yin answered hearing a shriek from inside the tent. The twins leapt to their feet Snapper and Neck Lacer at the ready as they charged the tent. Yin entered first blade dancing as he saw the two girls looking a grimly beautiful Tomahawk resting in one of their chests. The thing had a dark ancient wood hilt with an ancient silver head. The Tomahawk also had feathers and beads hanging from it. "Ehnita..."
"Isn't that your tomahawk?" Yang asked Yin as one of the girls rubbed her red hand. "Didn't you already put the kibosh down on it?"
"Yeah but it doesn't like being left behind." Yin said walking forward only to be stopped by the girl with the burnt hand. Yin pushed past as he grabbed the Tomahawk Ehnita. The weapon was made for Yin's hand its ebony ancient wood hilt had a slight curve which gave better momentum. Ehnita was a weapon of carnage that Yin would rather melt down and never see again. Though the thing wouldn't burn or melt yeah Yin had tried it. "Hey Yang-"
There was a dull thud as Yin spun around four demititans clad in Ancient gold armor surged forward. Yin lashed out with Ehnita to no avail as he was overwhelmed. Yin roared in protest before he was knocked out with a swift blow to the head.
Nothing had ever been so easy as to fall into an abyss of his mind.