*Note to readers

Sorry for the delay in this chapter my Co-Writer have been pinned with our High school RAP paper and haven't had time to update Spear of Fire. Do note there will be a prequeal stroy to sum up Demise's past as well as the Prince of Darkness and the mysterious others including Stopwatch. Also for spell check reasons Demi'se is now being spelled as Demise.

Enjoy!

Ch b14: Baseline

Demise was calm as he synched his arm guards tight to his skin. The son of Hyperion was ready... He grinned at that more in vein than happiness. To be honest after holding back for so long he wasn't sure if his past abilities could be harnessed... Much less used. His mind flashed back to his first true fight. Demise focused on who he was fighting and why as renewed strength coursed through him. He clenched his fists tight as they ignited. He willed his strength onto the flames which glowed golden with heat.

Demise willed the sensation of revenge into his flames wincing as the flames grew bitter cold biting at his nerves. Finally the flames became sickly green.

"Good I still have it..." The son of Hyperion sighed casting away the sickly green flames and the pain they brought. Demise sighed popping his neck as he pulled his sleek Ancient silver blade from its scabbard on his back. He remised on the blades history with him.

"Ready brother?" Diana's voice asked as she entered the tent. "The troops definitely are."

"To answer your question Diana... I am ready." Demise said calmly as he could hear the troops calling for battle. "And we will always lust for war even our foes do this. The only difference... We are tired of defeat which is a fruit they've held tight for too long."

"Good then meet those words and claim victory." Diana said knowing Demise's opponent was dangerously close to taking her brothers position. "And remember an army has one heart and one leader."

"And I am that leader." Demise growled as he walked from the tent and into the chaos of cheers from his soldiers. He pumped his fist into the air as they cheered. The soldiers chanted his name as well as Yin's name. Demise stood on one side of the circle as Yin stood on the other holding his blade Neck Lacer tight. Demise grimaced knowing that blade had a wicked bite even going all out the blade had earned its name. "Lower the Flag!"

A group of three demititans moved to the flag pole in the center of the circle where they lowered the flag of Kronos. Demise watched as it was lowered to grabbing hight. The larger of the three flag men saluted Demise. "Sir ready for the test."

"Of course Matix." Demise sighed pointing his blade high to the stone roof of the mountain.

"And you son of Prometheus?" Matix asked Yin who nodded. "Good then Demise tell him the rules."

"Listen up Yin I'll only tell you this once." Demise said brushing his hair from his eyes. "Your goal is to take that flag from its post and rise it back to full hight. If you succeed you will receive a perfect score."

"Sounds easy enough." Yin called from across the ring making Demise grin. "At least in theory."

"On the count of three we begin." Demise called his voice echoing.

"Just like old times..." Yin sighed gripping Neck Lacer tight.

"Sadly... No." Demise growled as he pointed his blade at Yin. "On my count... THREE! TWO! ONE! Now!"

The two surged forward as one meeting each others blades in a shower of sparks.

"Still slow on your first strike!" Yin called spinning around with Neck Lacer. "And your right guard is still-"

"Better than yours!" Demise growled ducking low as Neck Lacer sailed over his head. "And you still talk to much!"

"Dammit!" Yin cursed as he jumped over Demise's blade. The son of Prometheus stomped down aiming for the blade beneath him all as he lashed out with his own blade. "Taste this!"

"Nice try!" Demise roared rolling forward as Yin came down hard his blade sinking hilt deep into dirt. Demise let loose a jarring kick to Yin's rear. The son of Prometheus cursed as he used his momentum to pull his blade from the ground. Yin rolled from the ground evading Demise's strikes. "Oh come now do try to entertain!"

The crowd roared in agreement as Yin surged forward Neck Lacer dancing. "You'll get some entertainment!"

"So slow!" Demise Laughed as he let loose a jarring punch to Yin's nose. The son of Prometheus cursed as he stumbled backwards his nose bleeding. The crowd cheered for more. Demise straightened up changing stances. "Another attempt perhaps?"

"AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" Yin roared rushing forward again bringing his blade down upon Demise who let loose a quick strike. In an instant Neck Lacer flew out of the ring. "How the hell did you do that!"

"I was taught." Demise answered eyeing his own blade before tossing it aside. "Sadly we come from two very different stock."

"So this is a fist fight then?" Yin asked wincing as he snapped his nose back into place.

"No you're trying to raise the flag." Demise laughed as the two surged towards the pole. Yin jumped up grabbing the pole as he swung around with a kick. Demise reacted fast rolling out of the way forcing Yin to let go sliding across the ground. The two jumped to their feet surging forward letting loose a barrage of jarring blows. "Stop playing around!"

"AAGGHH!" Yin cursed as Demise parried his kick and planted a punch into his left cheek. "Where the hell did you learn to fight like this?"

"Poor little Yin..." Demise laughed. "Rhea chose poorly with you!"

In a blink of an eye Demise grabbed Yin by the back of the neck and pulled him into a brain jarring head but. The son of Prometheus fell to the dirt ground knocked flat out. The soldiers cheered as Demise dragged Yin by the leg to flag pole and tied his leg to the rope.

The son of Hyperion pulled on the other rope and rose Yin high above the ground. "This was your punishment for underestimating me Yin... When you wake up you can tell me of this Spear of Fire and where I might find it."