Sorry for the delay in the chapter, I didn't want this to go out half done just. But, until the end of this one, see you later.
It has been a week since the first battle with the monsters, and every day Chiron informs me of the location of his allies. Today's update is a simple one sentence.
'Today they march in, get ready to meet a Legion.' I look towards the messenger who gave it to me, nodding.
"Tell Chiron, I am happy. And inform him that this legion will be well received." I say, as the messenger nods, practically running away from me. The story of me and my son's dealing with Artemis appears to have caused the campers to fear me. I give a small smirk under my mask, before turning towards the Primal Council.
"Who is coming to our aide?" Stock asks, as Noble nods.
"You mentioned a legion?" Lionheart asks, slightly smiling.
"Yes, and no idea." I state, purposefully swapping the answers to keep the council on their toes.
"Plainhell, hit him." Kan calmly says, sighing. He nods, throwing a pencil at me, hitting my helmet on the ear. I look at them both, shaking my head. I look towards Lionheart.
"Do you know anything about a legion?" I ask, as his smile stays there.
"If it is what I am thinking about, we will have 1,000 strong men and woman, who can build a small fort in under a day helping us." He says, smiling. For once, I let out a true smile.
"Perfect. We can use some help to crush the bulge." I say, nodding towards the 'bulge' of monsters we created. Every day a small party tries to break through, one on either side. Nothing comes from the raids save for some injuries, and rarely a kill.
Suddenly a howl breaks through the air. Than four more, a single howl I never heard before. I smile, looking towards Lionheart. The four I know had warned me of a marching army, and the stomping and shaking of the earth confirms it.
"Your legion is here Lionheart." I say, looking at him, before nodding my head backwards toward the tent entrance. "And Plainhell? Be useful for once, and get me the standard." As we all head towards the entrance, Plainhell rushes to grab a pole laying on the floor near the table. On it, as he pushes it with us, and tosses it to me, is my simplified coat of arms. A single wolf, hackles raised facing the right.
We march out the standard blowing in the wind as I march towards the incoming allies. The Council fans out behind me, as I see four figures walking towards us. A standard bearer, two leaders, a man and a woman, sword and shield on the woman, bow and arrow on the man, and lastly a wolf, a red wolf. The wolf though, is unlike anything I saw before. Seven feet tall, without hackles raised, and a presence I only felt when I was face to face with Chaos' other form. The banner that I see, a Roman eagle, and the motto of Rome on a purple banner, rippling in the wind.
We stop roughly twenty feet away, as I place the standard into the ground, rupturing the ground slightly so it rests. I nod towards the wolf, as it nods in return sizing me up as well.
"May I know who we are speaking to?" The man asks, his accent coming with a Canadian tone. He looks Chinese though, and is heavily built. The woman nods, and I can tell she is from a more Central American area, just from skin tone.
"The name and my titles are Alpha, God of the Wolves, of the Pack, of the Bond Between Brothers, appointed Baron of the Stars, Lord of Justice, President of Dusk, Guardian of the North, Protetor of Man, Master of War, Captain of Peace, Elder of the Two Suns, Emperor of Demons, King of Steel, Commander of the Future, and lastly, Chief of the Pack. But you can call me Alpha." I say, nodding towards the man and woman. "And who am I dealing with?"
"Preators Reyna and Frank Zhang." The woman, now known as Reyna says.
"Are you two, like married?" Plainhell questions, looking at the two. "I mean Mr. Zhang, your fit and all, but with Reyna? Man, what drugs do you have, and where can I get them?"
Sudden slap from Noble shuts him up, as I laugh. The giant wolf though growls, before walking towards me and towering over me.
"I am Lupa. Goddess of the Wolves, and trainer of the Roman legion. You claim to be God of the Wolves?" She demands, towering over me. Within an instant, I am a wolf, seven feet tall just as she is. Auburn fur, and silver eyes staring at her red and silver.
"I don't claim. I am." I say, staring into her eyes.
"You know, the eyes are the entryway into a man's soul." She says, as Renya takes a step forward.
"Lupa I think it migh-" She doesn't get to finish as Plainhell lands an arrow in between her legs, his joking manner gone.
"I suggest you let the gods settle this." His voice, gone from the joking light tone to a deep, demonic uttering. She nods, taking the step back, slightly scared.
"Good thing mine was lost when I became what I am now." I say, not looking away.
"Your story was imprinted on you though. I see weakness in you, at a time. I see submission. I see death in your brain, craving the sweet relief of it. And yet you stand here, a god. How?" She says, not in English, but in barks and howls, so only wolves understand.
"Simple. Chaos found me, and made me this. I always had a bond with the wolves." I reply in turn barks and howls, nodding. We each bow, showing submission to each other, and to neither at once, before rising. I return to my normal form, a smirk under my mask.
"What just happened?" Frank asks, grabbing his bow to aim at Plainhell in turn.
"Nothing much, just Lupa testing me. I think I failed." I say, smirk staying.
"Alpha, you will always fail a test." Stock says, throwing an arm around my shoulder, not to keep himself up, but to keep me company as he knows that whatever she say can't be good. I nod at his words, knowing his insults are meant to cheer me up.
"Now, to get back to this, when can you attack?" I ask, looking towards the man and woman opposite me.
Yes, I know cliffhanger. And yes, I know the AN last time said it would be this big thing, but I didn't feel like I could fully do what I had in mind yet. So, I needed to call in the allies. See you all in two weeks.