Hello everyone, another chapter of Mathon's adventure is up for all to read. Sorry for the wait but I work slowly but trust me it's worth it. Now I'll shut up so you can enjoy the read.
Ch.8: Arena Meeting
Within the realm of heaven, a group comprised of about of eight beings fly above the clouds as they made their way towards the remains of what is left of heaven. Dasen, in his demon form being his warrior attire from long ago with his eyes dark red and with four blood red horns that arch inwards, being escorted under careful watch by the other three angles behind him. He looks over to his wife Miranda to only see sadness in her dark blue eyes as she scanned the rubble of once great buildings. He can't really blame her as this is her home, who wouldn't be sad to see this sort of thing happen to their home. They then stop in what's left of an archway to a grand building. Uriel then order the other three angles to leave before they entered a large and empty circular room.
"I'm sorry you have to see our home in such a sorry state sister." He spoke.
"If only I stayed and helped you." She said in utter sadness.
"Even if you did it wouldn't have made a difference, Trillion was a powerful foe that not even God himself could defeat without injury. Besides, the past is the past and there's no use in dwelling on it now. I'm just glad you're with us now." He puts a hand on her shoulder then looks over to Dasen with a glare that is less tense than before. "As for you, Fallen one, I would have to thank you for being by her side since your disappearance." The demon loosened up a little in response to the archangel's sudden gesture of kindness."Now for the purpose of us being here: This room is what I use to open a portal to the underworld. There we will most likely find your son."
Dasen then looks over to Miranda again to see that she is expressing a more positive appearance to the news. He is relieved as well as he can finally be reunited with his son, and with what he heard from Uriel about the Underworld, he is confident that he is safe with Neciel by his side.
"Now let me open the portal and we'll be on our way." He then held out his hand towards the center of the room as angelic energy started to emanate from him which then started to circle around the center. As it gather's the ring of light then fills up becoming a light blue vortex that lit up the room. "Now we can enter, just follow me and we'll find your son."
The parents then look at each other and nodded before looking back at the portal with Arial waiting for them.
"Alright then, lead the way." Dasen spoke.
Uriel then enters the portal with the now hopeful parents following suit.
After staying up for what it felt like two hours of listening to memory music, the pink light of the sun started to shine through the bedroom window, bringing the only source of light in it. Mathon decided to to pull himself out of the purple bed revealing some black pajamas with cartoonish skulls printed on them that are lended to him by three maids and approach the window to take a look at the Underworld's scenery, and to just put it simply, it was breathtaking. The first thing he noticed were the mountains out in the distance that are outlined by the happy looking sun as it rose from the horizon. The next thing he noticed was the section of the city below which is lined with buildings of halloween theme with various yellow lights dotting throughout the city. The demon\ angel boy couldn't get enough of the landscape as he stared blankly into the sight.
'Not quite what we expected when we thought of hell right?' Bathon spoke out in a calm tone.
"Yep, you would think it would be filled with a fiery landscape and all the damned souls of the sinners suffering. But it's actually a peaceful place I'd say even more peaceful than Arizona, and barely anything actually goes on there." Mathon responds.
'And the overlords here are really good looking, specifically Levia, Mammon, and Ashmedia, if you cut out her personality.'
"Seriously?"
'Hey, you're not one to talk, you were thinking it as well. And you can't lie to me, I'm literally you.' Mathon just ignores his mental self as he stares out into the landscape. '...Soooo...what else do you want to do now?'
"I honestly don't know, I'm just going to wait until someone comes here to show me around." His answer was filed a kind of blandness as he spoke.
But as if on cue there was a knock on the door followed by a familiar voice. "Hey Mathon,this is Atorian, are you awake?"
"Yea."
"I was heading to the arena when I decided to bring you along to show you it, are you in?" This made the young hybrid think a little before his other self intruded.
'It's best that you do so, you need the improvement on your communication skills at the least. Besides, this experience might provide something useful.'
'Since when were you insightful?'
'Since the moment I knew of your faults, now lets not keep him waiting.' This gave Mathon a sense of tension since the mind being sounded awfuly serious for a second.
'Alright.' He thought in a defeat as he turned to the door.
"So are you coming or not?"
"Yeah, let me just get ready." He quickly replied before he looked over to the three drawer dresser and opened the top drawer to get some folded up clothes that were also lended to him by three maids yesterday. He quickly puts them one and took a look at himself, what he is wearing are some dark grey pants reminiscent of jeans, a plane black collared shirt, and the shoes he wore yesterday. They fit just right making him glad that he picked them out himself and was soon met with Neciel walking right next to his leg. He greets the gray guardian feline and lifts him up to his shoulders like he usually does with the added reason that the familiar will not stop pestering him unless he brings him along.
He then approaches the door and opens it being met with the same black hair, orange eye dragon demon from yesterday standing just an inch over him.
He notices the cat but focuses back on Mathon "Alright, let's get going." He said before tilting his head to gesture him to follow him and with that they head off to their destination with Atorian in the lead.
As the duo made their way through the vast hallways of the palace, they shortly started to chat about each other with Mathin being allowed to start off with the basics of his livelihood just being as normal as a human would be.
"It's pretty surprising that they can hide this from you for as long as they did." Atorian said.
"That was until my curiosity got the best of me, I think it was only a matter of time the moment I grew suspicious."
"Yea, but isn't it cool that you are half angle and half demon you're literally a one of a kind and got to be really strong."
"That may be so but this power could also be deadly, the whole cause of my ignorance was that my powers were sealed away to protect me from it. It also raises a question, why did they break off from the rest all that time ago?"
"I honestly don't know but whatever it was honestly doesn't matter much today because that was like what, over a thousand years ago?"
"Let's hope so, reality loves to prove people otherwise, but with that out of the way how about more about you?"
"Well, let's just say it's a little dark but I was told about it rather than remembering it. Well according to Ashmedia, it all started when I was just a baby in my Mother's arms in a dark alleyway and at the time she was gravely ill, looking more like a skinny corps rather than a healthy demon. When Ashmedia tried to help her she refused saying that she herself was too far gone to be saved, but there was still hope for me as my mother tried to hand me over to her. After Ashmedia accepted me she claimed that she simply turned to dust after saying thank you as her last words." The dragon described in a calmer tone as he spoke.
"That's horrible, what about your father?" Mathon responded in a somber tone.
"None of us know, Ashmedia's time with my mother was too brief, she didn't even have time to ask for her name. But none of that really matters now as I see Asmedia as my mother with Zeoblos as a father figure with everyone else as my siblings." His word's tone turned a complete one-eighty as he spoke the last statement.
'Wow that's dark man.' Bathon finally spoke.
'Yeah, at least he was only told of it rather than remembering it.'
But as if on cue a familiar female voice comes into fruition from right around the next bend as they made. "Hello there my little dragon, a pleasure to see you here." The owner of said voice then proceeded to grab Atorian into a tight embrace, stuffing his head into a massive chest. All Mathon can hear from him now are his muffled protests as he was being swung back and forth while in the hug.
'I'm kind of jealous right now.' As much as he doesn't want to admit it, Mathon feels the same way.
"Ahhh, it's good to see you here as well little boy." And there's the familiar chill down the his spine.
'And there's the nope feeling again.'
Shortly after, the lustful demon releases Atroian with him gasping for air before calming down while having a slight blush. "Asmedia, please don't do that, I'm not a little kid anymore."
"You'll always be my baby my little dragon." Mathon can only snicker as he held back his laughter which garners the attention of Ashmedia. "Care to experience my love too?" This sends yet another chill down his spine. "Now, what are you doing with our new guest here?"
"Just tagging him along to the arena so he can watch me train with Ergo and Ragon."
"Well that's nice, I'm on my way to meet with little Zeoblos for some, interactions." The overlord of lust the last word with a suggestive tone.
"And we're done here! Nice meeting you Ashmedia and I hope your talk with Z goes well." Atorian quickly states as he grabs Mathon's wrist and runs off to the end of the hall.
"Hmhm...it's good to see him becoming more talkative again."
Mathon felt himself basically being dragged through the hallway with Neciel clings tightly to one of hit shoulders as Atroian ran at breakneck speeds before stopping abruptly just around the corner. It took him a little bit to recover from the rush before the dragon demon apologises for his action.
"Well that happened, so where now?" Mathon spoke.
"It's just up ahead on the left side." Atorian answered, earning a nod of agreement from Mathon before they continued on.
"Oh and by the way, who are Ergo and Ragon?"
"They're basically a couple of old geezers who fought in the war with god a long time ago. They also helped me and the other overlords train while we still had Trillion as a problem, I'm still surprised that they have enough spunk to continue fighting the way they do." He finished just as they approach the door to the arena when they entered the first thing the boy noticed was the sheer size of it, it reminds him of the Roman Colosseum. The next thing he noticed however, were two individuals in the center of the ring: a big buff looking demon, who looks the closest to the traditional demon he was used to seeing, with a flaming cigar and holding two wrecking balls as if he was ready for a fight. Beside him was a more slender green dragon in some sort of small jacket on with his arms crossed and is in a more relaxed pose.
"Hey kid, nice for you to show up, ya ready for today's training?" The red demon spoke first in an enthusiastic tone.
"You bet your horns that I am but before that, this is Mathon, our newest guest from the human world."
"So you're the one we've been hearing about, well I'm Ragon and my compatriot here is Ergo, we are the personal trainers of the overlords. It's a pleasure to meet you." The green dragon known as Ragon introduced himself in a more calm and collected fashion.
"Well it's nice to meet ya kid, if you want to toughen up then just come to me. Also what's with the can on your shoulders?" With that the Mathon kneeled to let his guardian down before a purple aura surrounded him revealing his giant arachnid form, surprising the two veterans.
"Neciel, it has been a while, we thought you dead when you disappeared along with your master all that time ago." Ragon spoke in more of a grateful tone.
"Indeed Ragon, but I assure you my master is still alive and is currently searching for Mathon, his son." Neciel responds.
"Whoa! Dasen just up and disappeared and then had a family without us knowing? Who was it that was brave enough to tame that walking powder keg?"
"That would be the archangel Miranda, they both disappeared into the human world only to recently have Mathon eighteen years ago."
"Well that's quite a surprise, so that means we may finally meet Dasen after all this time."
"I wonder if he still got that spark in him, just by looking at ya kid I can tell that he soften up. If he raised you much earlier, you'd be must hardier than now."
"Indeed, but all we can do now is wait for his return. In the meantime we should start training with Atorian."
"Why not add Neciel in here as well, I want to know how much you held up." Ergo added.
"I have been ordered by my master to protect Mathon until he reunites with him, regardless of what he says."
"What a let down." The wrecking ball taunting demon responds with disappointment.
"Alright now, let's get this show on the road, ready Ergo?" The dragon demon intervenes.
"Whenever you are kid." He responds as they took their places at opposite ends of the arena. Mathon simply leans against the wall at the entrance with Neciel in his feline form along with Ragon.
After a few moments of silence Atroian rushed the red veteran who retaliates by swinging his weapons at him which the dragon boy narrowly dodges. As another strike came at him, he flips over the hurling mass of metal before rolling out of the way of another.
"Why isn't he fighting back?" The young boy wondered.
"It is because this is a test of agility to see how long he can dodge Ego's attacks without getting hit. And it seems that he has improved since our last session."
Mathin just looks back to see the smoothe, agile movements he's making to dodge eack of Ergo's strikes. He's gotta admit it looks pretty cool yet scary at the same time.
"Do not threat Mathon, he may be young but he is quite formidal just as he was against Trillion." It was then Atroian use some sort of fire magic to propel himself out of the way.
Mathon then heard some footsteps behind him to see the same blue hair overlord from yesterday.
"Greetings Mathon. Hello Ergon." Levia spoke up.
"Hi."
"Greetings miss Levia. What brings you here?"
"I just happen to pass by and herd some fighting so I decided to check it out." She then looks to the side to see the ensuing battle. "It seems that Atroian has improved."
"Indeed miss Levia."
"So why are you here Mathon?"
"I decided to tag along when he came over to ask."
"Sorry if he was of any inconvenience."
"No need for that, I had nothing else to do anyways."
'And that I convinced you to do so.' Bathon adds.
"Okay then, I might as well stick around to see how he's doing." The overlord stated as she joins the trio at the entryway.
Within the dark caves of the Underworld a skeleton drags itself across the cold rocky surface, groaning in a slow and deep tone with movement to match with a purple aura around it. Within it's left hand a amulet that glows dimly with the same purple energy.
"Brother~" A cold, raspy voice emits from the jaws of skeleton as it lumbers endlessly in dark, damp caves, free from anyone's sight.
"Alright, looks like I made my first friend." Good job man, you're already surpassing me. "Hey don't feel bad man, I'm sure you make some in time." I'm not mad actually, I mean I'm currently alone in my room typing this out, but if I'm board I can just travel to another dimension. Besides, I enjoy this isolation, I'm not one for social activity but with only a select view so it doesn't bug me. "Well okay then."
This also reminds me, I'v got to go to the Starcraft Universe to see how things are going.
With that I hope that you all have a good day or night my fellow readers and authors-
'Wherever you are!' How rude.
