Amari412 - Glad you liked the fluff in the last chapter. :)

Fight

The words that had been spoken pained Persephone after the many times she had tried to counsel her father that marrying a man such as Talos wasn't what her mother would have wanted, to have the words thrown back in her face caused her to stiffen there had been many sleepless nights that she had thought it over many times and had become close to believing them. It wasn't the firm voice in the back of her mind that caused her eyes to suddenly shot up. It was the sound of a blow so hard that bone must have been shattered.

Lykaios. His body was shaking his right hand tense in a firm grip blood splattered his knuckles that quivered. Laying (more sprawled) upon the ground Talos held his throbbing lower jaw in his hand blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth his tongue hung out resting lazily against his lower lip eyes that had become hazed with rage rolled slowly, towards Lykaios who had moved himself standing in front of Persephone protecting her he scuffed his foot against the ground as he stood himself up slowly, it was more of a heave as he glared daggers at the man who dared to touch his sculptured face. He turned his head spitting on the ground most of his saliva however dribbled down his chin he looked like a toddler who had just spat up, he didn't wipe it away from his face clearly not knowing about it he moved himself to the side trying to get a view of Persephone.

"Hiding. Such a typical trade of someone such as yourself."

His words were slightly slurred as he rolled his lower jaw around wincing every time the damaged muscles would move.

"So much like your mother, but unlike her she would open her legs to anyone even the fallen Zeus if he-"

He was unable to finish his sentence it wasn't because he paused to laugh at what his limited vocabulary had been able to conjure up, a loud roar had ripped through the tense air as he turned his head he was greeted with the face of Lykaios who jumped and slammed his body against him.

"Lyakios no!"

Persephone screamed in terror worried for her friend as she knew how powerful Talos was.

Lyakios chose to ignore the terrified cry of Persephone his hands went straight for Talos's wind pipe where he began to squeeze his knees pressed against his hips, he slammed a fist in Lykaios's face causing the older male to growl his grip slackened just enough to allow Talos to roll them over so that now he was on top of Lyakios. Talos took a moment to sigh in triumphant as he shook his head sharply bruising forming around his neck, that caused him to tense up his once disturbingly shaped smirk now turned into a frown as he growled angrily down at Lykaios.

"That really wasn't very smart."

Lowering himself he slammed a fist into Lykaios's jaw making sure that his wrist twisted so that the pain was enhanced he didn't give Lykaios a chance to get his bearings, instead he removed his hand and punched him again directly on the same spot he felt something shift in Lykaios's mouth, causing him to pry the males mouth open as he looked inside he began to laugh as he watched as a couple of teeth had been knocked out one of them still hanging on the nerve endings that would no doubt would be tender to the touch.

"Bet that- Oft!"

He grunted as he felt a blow to his stomach a few inches above his belt it winded him which gave Lyakios the chance to shove the male off as he moved himself up back on his feet, blood coated his lower jaw and some of his chin he tried to ignore the burning white feeling that was located in the back of his jaw where his tooth hung. He waited for the male to find his footing he had never really been in a fight before but he gave off the impression as someone who liked to fight fair, even if that meant that he wouldn't be able to win though he could feel something in the pit of his stomach growing, it wasn't power more anger he loathed the feeble man in front of him and as he saw Talos looking towards Persephone almost smugly even though he had ended up on his backside he moved forward unaware that Talos was doing this as a trap.

The moment that Lykaios came within the corner of his eye he spun himself around grabbing the male by the shoulders as he delivered a kick to his shin with his heel pressing against the tender bone, Lykaios gritted his teeth as he tried to stop himself from crying out not wanting to give the male the satisfaction he moved punching Talos in the gut before he elbowed him in the jaw when Talos doubled over briefly watching as the males head snapped to the side a long stretch of saliva sprayed from his lips that puckered, he didn't allow Talos to get his bearings not this time.

The fight seemed to have gone on for hours though it had only been thirty seconds but as Persephone watched her mouth cupped by her hands, eyes rimming with tears feeling powerless as she watched dust collect around two pairs of feet that never seemed to stay on the ground to long she knew that she had to do something, she knew that Lykaios would never admit it but he was starting to weaken his face was nothing more than a second mask with the amount of blood that covered it, his clothing torn hanging from his body bruising covered the flesh like that of a patched work cow his left eye had swollen underneath and his tooth had finally fallen out leaving his jaw venerable.

She didn't look at Talos he didn't deserve her sympathy. Turning herself around she ran into the house not to flee but to find a weapon, something that would make Talos back off and put a stop to this.

"Get up."

The voice was firm as it stood over a cowering body to weak to move. Moving closer a foot pressed against tender bone that made the ankle the upper half lowered as fingers, grabbed onto the hidden toes with enough pressure it twisted the ankle causing the occupant to rise up and scream in agony as bone had been broken and possibly shattered. The new cripple lowered his head pressing his forehead against the dirt his bloody nose squished, as he whined not daring to look over his shoulder as he dragged his broken ankle across the ground, trying to keep it out of reach.

"You have no pride."

A second pair of feet went unnoticed as the shadow of the man standing coated the one who lay, exhausted and bloody from the fight everything in his body hurt even his fingernails that he wouldn't have normally been able to feel. The foot rose once again placing against the ankle causing the feeling of poison to trickle up the wounded mans leg, making him arch against the ground shoulder blades pushing through the torn fabric of his shirt he couldn't stop the cry of pain that passed his lips even tears began to prickle his eyes. The pressure became great when the occupant crouched down taking a fist full of black silver tinted hair, hoisting the now dirt covered face from the ground twisting the neck around so that silver and green eyes clashed.

Talos had the upper hand.

It took all of Hades will power not to whimper knowing that this would just give the male a pleasured satisfaction to see him so helpless when he had started the fight in the first place, his lower abdomen began to twist in a painful manner when he was punched in the face causing his face to heat up and a bruise to pulse straining around the tight flesh that coated his skull.

'He stood in the shadows watching the fight taking place he was angered by the way that Talos dared touch his brother he reminded him of his snarling bastard of a son Ares a god who had become consumed with hatred with him, he wanted to reach out and put a stop to the fighting that was happening though he knew that in this world he was powerless only connected to Hades who lay feeble and wounded.'

Talos's mouth opened about to give off a snarky comment until he stumbled to the side just after the sound of something hitting his skull. Hades looked up to find Persephone standing holding onto something that looked like a branch it seemed that there was nothing worth using to beat Talos away from Lykaios so she let nature help her instead, Hades found it almost ironic that not just a few moments ago he had been the one standing over Persephone guarding her and now the tables had turned.

"Get off of my fathers property. Or I will be forced to drag you by your scrawny ear."

Her words were forced through gritted teeth her hands trembled as she held onto the weapon Talos took a moment to truly take in what she just said to him he was so close to laughing he moved himself up rising himself to his feet, he twisted his wrists around that had become sore even flexed his fingers a couple of times causing them to click into place.

"And if I don't?"

He was testing her. Persephone knew this would be asked of her she stepped forward while at the same time trying to guard Lykaios who though she cared dearly about she was just as furious with him as with Talos.

"Don't make me answer that."

Glancing towards her hands that twisted the object in question around seeing the way that her palms glistened due to the sweat that formed there he held up his hands, his own being cut and bruised mainly from trying to protect himself rather than fighting he stepped back eyes focused on the pair in front of him.

"Fine. I will go."

And he did. Persephone watched him through an expresion that showed her disbelief if it had been that easy to get rid of him during her younger years she wouldn't have hated him so much, he was up to something and she knew it whether he would actualy suceed was another matter but she found herself not wanting to know, as his face that sickened her to the core vanished with the rest of his body she allowed herself to drop the weapon kicking it aside with her foot as she turned to look down at the bloody Lykaios crouching down her knees inches away from his nose she leaned forward, pushing aside a strand of his hair from his face she tried to not touch any of the bruising knowing how painful it must be for him, she chewed on her lip wishing that she had a horse or someone else around who she could trust so that she could get him in the house without causing anymore more pain to his body.

"Lykaios... Lykaios.."

Her words whispered gently caused grey eyes to gaze towards her seeing the hurt, confussion and anger in her gaze he opened his mouth to speak but found that no words could be surpressed from his dry lips that began to crack whenever he would breath against them.

"I need to get up for me, I'm going to help you so that we can get you inside."

Feeling her delicate arm wrap around his shoulder blades while he other hand slipped under his arm pit he began to push himself up from the ground knowing that she wouldn't be able to carry all of his weight and with his broken ankle the short journey to the house, would seem like the journey to Hades relm its self he pushed himself onto his knees and twisted his lower body so that way when he would rise he wouldn't put pressure on his wounded bones gritting his teeth, as he supressed a yell he managed to stand up angled to the side he felt Persephone breath against his cheek as he swallowed he limped by her side not even daring to walk properly he focused his eyes on the ground, while his mind focused on the destination.

She laid him down gently on the padded bed Hades groaned in pain when his ankle lightly brushed against the covers he turned his head as he looked towards Persephone, his vision was starting to become clouded due to the pain that was slowly starting to knock him out he swallowed in a meak manner as he turned his head looking away from her as she left the room to get some water along with a cloth and something to put against his broken ankle so that it would heal. Persephone was angry at Lykaios for the danger that he put himself in but she also found herself being flattered on how he had tried to fight back against Talos to protect her everytime she thought about that her stomach filled with butterflies, she would have laughed at herself had the situation not been so serious collecting what she needed she made her way back into the room hesitating in the door way seeing that Lykaios had fallen asleep crouching down next to his head, she looked at him as she shook her slowly.

"Your a fool Lykaios. A wonderful fool."

Turning away from him she picked up the pieces of wood and the wool in order to bandage his ankle the sooner she got to work the sooner he would be healed; and the lecture could begin.

Hope you enjoyed that. That was my first attempt at writing a fight scene so hope it was alright.

- Signed The Broken Ghost.