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Chapter 10:Επανένωση (Part 4)
The situation in Colchis was awkward at best.
While there has not been any attempts from the Argonauts to pull something foul on any on us, it was still difficult to see if they could be approached or not.
Things also smoothened just a little as Athena and Zeus bid a quick goodbye and picked the tied down Aphrodite with them, decreasing the tension to any possible slight anyone would have caused to the major Gods.
Yet it was hardly a perfectly calm predicament as someone had decided to stay behind. Someone that was currently bickering with the half-giant that was Herakles.
Artemis, switching back and forth in her child and adult form, continued to rant against the silent demi-god, the man getting visibly amused at the restrained attitude of the Goddess.
Sure, she was angry and wanted to pass on the judgement for the 'crimes' the strong hero had done to her but she would hardly try to use violence in her speeches because the sore defeat was still fresh on her mind.
Thankfully the Goddess of the Hunt calmed down an hour or two of ranting, making the frequent exchanges enjoyable without being overly-repetitive to hear.
Orion was mostly silent during those moments, the plushy feeling quite wary of the demi-god's power to actually speak as freely as his wife was but he would still throw his classic remarks once in a while when not near Herakles.
Alas things turned interesting by the last day the Argonauts spent in the kingdom.
It was the usual day as I woke up staring at a familiar bundle of blue hair, Medea having made some agreements with Euryale and Medusa few days earlier to take the 'remaining' space in the big bed.
The result? She had taken the habit to nestle herself on my chest. So... I was literally sandwiched from all sides.
Wasting few minutes trying to get the girls to wake up and move, I went through my routine to check on Gilgamesh and Enkidu, both having decided to share a separate room, to see if they were up yet and... yep.
As if my life had not been subjected to enough lewd scenes, I was quick to notice that both girls were keen to sleep... naked. So when I would come and visit them, I would find myself staring at them dressing up, sometimes even beginning to do so and I would find my eyes fixed on their... forms?
After using a measle excuse to leave them to their morning rituals, I was off to find the others and... do something. There wasn't much to do when your task is accomplished and you don't know the place at all.
It was right in that moment that I stumbled upon the indoor arena of the palace... to find Artemis and Herakles doing one of their scenes. Usually I would be watching those from afar, unwilling to be called to intervene to... do something.
What I was meant to do to someone like Herc anyway?
The huge man was hardly someone I wished to truly face in a fair fight and-
"There! Mathias is going to spar you!" I froze and I found the demigod staring my direction with a curious look.
"Truly?"
...
"Wha-" "He will beat you quickly and painfully! Yeah!"
S-STOP ENABLING HIM-
"Then I suppose we shall it with a nice spar." His expression turned feral. "Would you accept?"
...Dangit Artemis!
Grimacing but swallowing the bitter pill, I nodded. "I-I suppose we can."
I swear, the big smile he gave was a mix of childish wonder and madness.
The arena was filled by several people, some known between Argonauts and member of my Crew, while others were merely important citizens of Colchis.
The king had taken his rightful seat as I stared right at the colossus I was supposed to not only face but also somehow beat.
I was screwed like...
WHY DID I EVEN AGREE TO THIS?
But nothing left my mouth as I prepared myself for a fight I will surely lose by the first minute of the match.
Gulping down the nervous knot in my throat, I took my usual stance and... waited.
3.
2.
1.
Herakles bolted insanely towards me, his cleaver-like blade arched and ready to deal the first blow.
My hands glowed a soft light as I intended to test once more the limits of my Magical prowness.
I need something that can nullify attacks.
Something that can deal massive damage.
I need something that can attack and protect at the same time.
The resulting object was... a shovel.
A pure white shovel that seemed to be made of dimensional matter itself and... he was upon me.
The stone-like sword descended towards me, the demigod already smiling a quick victory but.
*Clang*
Time stopped as the shovel actually blocked the attack without throwbacks and... I was holding it with one hand. There was no pressure, none of the might the man was putting in his push and... I pushed forward.
It was instantaneous. The blade was redirected and I... slammed the white shovel on his stomach.
His suprised expression crashed in pain as his body was forcefully launched away from where I was.
The sturdy walls around the podium lasted the effects of the impact merely left... a massive crater on them.
I glanced again at my creation and... frowned.
Once more I was proven right about the possibility to alter the attributes of an object to fit my wishes and desires, but I knew that there was something Conjuration wouldn't help.
The weapon was one of the bests but its defensive capacity was mostly dictated by my own reflexes which... were incredibly slower than the behemoth I was fending off.
With a powerful roar, Herakles rushed away from the wall once more to the attack, this time the sword poised to thrust onto me and... I realised something deadly useful.
While I had noticed this weakness because I was mostly calm and could afford these thoughts, the half-giant was... still unaware.
The strongest Hero was known for his brawns and the times he used his brain was mostly out of a fight.
So as I dodged the stone sword, I capitalised the situation as much as I could, slamming the shovel furiously over the taller being's body.
No mercy, I chanted in my head, no mercy.
No mer-GAH!
My ribs groaned as his massive punch slammed into them and launched me away.
In the heat of the moment, I had incredibly forgot to notice the sneaky fist of his approaching around the barrage and landing an important blow through my defences.
I rolled on the ground as I tried to stablise and- Another punch was mere moments from finding my surprised face as I panicked a conjuration.
PROTECT!
*CLANG*
The pain never came as a massive, dark-themed shield formed between me and the threatening Herakles, halting his assault instantly.
"This..." The half-giant mumbled loudly. "You are quite annoying to attack."
I managed a small smile as the pain in my chest started to slowly fade. "And you are an arse with your attacks."
He chuckled and started to slam furiously on the shield, barely moving me back with his ever-increasing force.
For some reason I was being reminded of the Hulk the more I stared at the angry assault, an idea slowly creeping in my mind as I studied his steady speed and prepared to enact my foolish scheme.
The shield melted in blue particles, the punches swiftly continued with their usual pattern as I moved through those and...
*BONG*
The white shovel I recreated slammed once again on his face, its strength twice than the one I had produced out of curiosity and... the colossus stopped moving.
He went limp and...
...
...
Did I kill Herakles-GUH!
The punch was unexpected as it found its destination in my guts, this time launching me right on the walls and giving me the mother of all concussions.
As I tried to remove myself from the fortification, I saw the body of the strongest hero fall with a sordid thud and I smiled-
*Thud*
As I fell on the floor myself, my mind blacking out the moment my face met the sandy ground.
AN
Explanations about the late update: Been feeling tired, needed to unwind a little and managed to create something 'similar' to this story. Check out Diary of a Straight Dude, a small journal about the struggles with OC-I and annoying pairings in the RWBYverse.
The battle feel... Anticlimatic? Yep, it was planned to be quite disappointing for... good reasons. This Herakles is mortal, a demigod but still mortal, and his prime form barely keep up with his Berserker form. Sure, he has the stamina and his strength, but he lack the Nine Lives NP and the undying rage that fuel his mad chases. Why he fell so quickly? Several hits on his head. While his body is top peak among humans, his head is still vulnerable to concussions and vibration, knocking him out without having to tire him out.
Did Matthias fell after just two punches? Considering that said punches were Earthquake-level and that the only reason he survived was his reinforced body. While Matthias got quite the boost with the recent chapters in Uruk, he barely trained with Chiron and he wouldn't be able to keep up with someone like Herakles in a long fight. It would end up in a war of attrition, Matthias slowly losing the more it continued.
REVIEW Q&A!
006Sam: Wot?
doc1121: The one with the man that yells 'You dare to face me in the capital of my Kingdom!', it is actually what I am planning to do after Aegean Holiday, a new Holy Grail War with new mechanics!
MasterOfDragonsGod: WITH A VENGEANCE! XD
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Ill: He is doing quests for Knossos, I think that matters as an heroic deed. I think he will invent things since he is bound to stay stuck in the Greek World for... a very long time.
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VoidLing: He will meet them before but... it will be fun. Speaking of Achilles, I found out something interesting while studying RWBY lore and... eheheheheh.
EatMyIceCream: Yes and no. The shovel is going to be part of his legend but he is not classified as a Caster. His classes are Shielder, Saber and Ruler.
vastolordmask: Will try then!
AbyssLullaby: I have plans for him once the Crew reaches Skyros and, before people ask, he is still a child.
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