A/N: continued from the last Chapter, still Percy's POV in case you were confused
"Right now, in this state, I might be the strongest mortal on this planet. Do you want to test it, Ares?"
Kian's words rang throughout the throne room. His fist and jaw were clenched, ready to prove just how powerful he was and I couldn't wait!
"Hah! I'll take your head as a trophy!" Ares roared at Kian. "Let me go!"
"Now, that would be a first." He waved his hands and the tendrils sunk back into the ground. Ares looked around before he charged towards Kian, his fists ready to punch him into next week
Kian stood still and smirked. "Machine Gun Barrage."
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Kian moved so fast, a blur almost as he launched a flurry of quick punches. Each one hit so hard there were little gusts of wind behind every single one. The sound of metal being bent could be heard as the ground gave way under the force. Ares stumbled back, eyes dazed and out of focus as Kian stopped his attack. Ares's armour was dented as if someone attacked it with a hammer a billion times, all over him.
Kian stood in front of his opponent. He rolled his eyes as he waited for Ares to get ready again as he fell flat on the ground
Kian was as tall as Ares now but he felt taller, like turning blonde was all it took for him to get that much intimidating. "So, what do you think?" he asked his opponent, a hand on his hip. His sky blue eyes stared his opponent down."You didn't see me move right? A blur right? My physical abilities are boosted when I'm like this. I'm just too fast now, even by your standards."
Kian was right, one moment he was there and then he wasn't. He was so fast and I don't think he was teleporting. Now in his blonde form, his raw and unrestrained speed was on display for all of us to see.
"Wait wait wait, I forgot something," Kian scrunched his face. He turned to Apollo and jabbed a finger at him. "You, you're the God of Music, right?"
Apollo pointed a finger to himself. "Me?"
"Yeah, you! I'm talking to you aren't I?" Kian rolled his eyes. "Play some music"
"Come again?"
"You heard me, play some music. I want to make this memorable." Kian repeated.
"Is he serious?!" Hades jumped out of his seat. "He's making a mockery of Ares!"
"It's not like he doesn't do it himself,'' Artemis quipped, earning a few laughs from everyone present
Dad spoke and gained the attention of everyone. "While I do somewhat agree that Ares can be an embarrassment, there is no need for this." He faced Kian. "Kian why do you want to do this?" he asked, "Has he done anything to you in the past perhaps?"
"Yeah," Kian agreed. "He's everything I hate about people like you, he's everything I hate and stand for. I'm going to enjoy beating him!"
"He thinks so little of him that he's treating this like this was a movie!" Demeter said. "He is an interesting child."
"You dare treat my son like that?! A Major Olympian?!" Zeus roared towards Kian, taking everyone by surprise. I stepped back slightly too, not wanting to be on the receiving end of Zeus's anger.
Kian, on the other hand, treated it like it was an everyday occurrence. "Do you want a turn too Thunderfingers? Getting jealous of me beating your son? Want a go facing an Archangel?"
Zeus didn't reply at this. He was speechless at how Kian treated him like an angry toddler
Kian smirked. "Yeah, I didn't think so."
"Erm, okay Kian, what kind of music would you like?" Apollo broke the tension in the conversation. His face had the look of surprise at what was asked of him. "I have Classical, Rock, Punk, Metal?"
"Oh right. Music." Kian glanced at Apollo. "Anything that pumps you up and make sure it's got a good rhythm!"
Apollo turned to Hephaestus. "Is our speaker good to go?"
Hesphatues nodded. "Oh yes, here, I have the remote." He tossed the remote to Apollo. He fumbled with it and scrolled through the screen before he picked one.
The music rang throughout the Olympian Throne room, filling the once empty room with an upbeat tune
(You can play any music that pumps you up. I will specify tracks if I do mention it for added effect of course)
Kian smiled widely at the music. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff! Thanks, Baywatch!"
Ares roared as he got up. "How dare you talk to my father that way! I'll kill you!"
With another wild attempt, Ares charged in trying to kill Kian who looked none the different at Ares. He threw a wild right hook but before he could ever make contact, Kian vanished in a gust of wind.
"Where did you go?!" Ares asked as looked around. "Where are you?!"
"I'm right here!" Kian appeared behind him. Ares turned sharply towards Kian and with a wide psychotic smile attempted another attack. Before he could connect, however, Kian punched him in the stomach and kneed him in the face, all to a chorus of crunching noises as Ares was launched across the Olympian room.
As Ares flew through the air, Kian charged ahead. He brought his right arm back and delivered an uppercut to Ares's jaw, an uppercut that launched Ares towards the sky, giving him an all free all-expenses-paid trip to the ceiling. The force behind it so immense that it left cracks on the floor and shook the ground a little.
Ares hit the ceiling with a thud and fell towards the ground with the grace of a falling pebble. As he fell, Kian appeared above Ares and with a spin, delivered an axe kick with a loud CRUNCH, straight to his chest, sending Ares crashing towards the marble floor. Ares bounced from the impact, leaving another crater as he gasped for air. He hovered helplessly, his fate in the hands of everyone but himself as Kian charged in from above. His right fist was primed, cloaked and covered in bright red markings. With another punch, Kian hit Ares's torso and the sound of a rocket taking off filled our ears as Ares was driven into the floor, deep enough to leave a larger crater and shake the foundation of Olympus itself.
Kian hovered in mid-air, inspecting the damage that he did. "So, are you still breathing?"
He landed gracefully and held his left hand out. Ares snapped to his open hand like a yoyo as he was held by the neck, treating him like he was some old washing that he needed to hang out to dry. I couldn't help but glance at the reactions of the Olympians: Zeus was sweating at the display. Athena's face was brightly lit, beaming like she was watching her favourite basketball team and Aphrodite looked on with surprise.
"Put me down!" Ares croaked. He tried to pry himself out but it wasn't working. "I order you to!"
Kian chuckled darkly. "Ares, have you ever see Monty Python?"
"Monty what?"
"Holy Hand Grenade!"
Kian's hand started glowing, a bright sky blue almost but before I could see it further, there was an explosion of bright light. The light felt warm, like I was back home or when Annabeth and I were cuddled up on the sofa, watching The Grinch on Christmas Day. It would have been nice, but the sound hurt my ears and left a sharp ringing in there. After it settled, I looked up to see a smoking figure fly out of the cloud of light.
Ares rolled across the throne room, too many times to count actually. To say he was in a bad state would be an understatement! His hair was patchy in places and there were 2nd-degree burns on his skin, smoke coming off his skin. After a fit of coughing, he shakily put his hand out and eventually got up.
His fire-filled eyes were burning with rage as he glared at Kian. He regained his composure and charged at Kian, leaving a crater behind every footstep of his. He thrust his right arm out and now was armed with his sword, his symbol of power. With a manic glee that only he could pull off, he brought it back in an attempt to slice Kian's head off.
CLANG!
Kian, however, had blocked this obvious strike, casually holding his hand against the black sword. Covering his hand was a blade of sky blue light, just covering his fingertips (A/N: Think Goku Black's God Slicer but blue. For those who haven't seen it, think of a blade of blue light over your hand.)
Ares grunted angrily, trying to overpower Kian but with little success. "How?! I've been training for millennia! How can you match me?!" Ares spat out as he started a series of attacks against him. Kian matched each of his blows with swift slashes of his own. He managed to deflect a blow and spun around, slashing across Ares's cheek and drawing golden Ichor from his immortal opponent.
Ares in response used his powers to form a second sword and slashed at Kian, aiming for his neck. I would have been worried for him, had the blade not shattered into two when it struck.
Ares's eyes widened as he looked at the broken blade. "You'll pay!" He threw it away and attacked Kian with the one still had left.
"Just not with my life." Kian casually blocked the strike with his forearm and the blade snapped in two, the long end of the blade just sent flying across the floor.
"See, your right about having millennia of training, but...see, your just a brawler, only fighting with your fists without using your brain. That's why I'm just better and stronger than you, and that's how I'll win today." Kian explained. "Fighting isn't just who's stronger between the two. Of all people, I would expect you to know that!"
Ares threw away his broken weapons, his fists raised against his target. "I have been fighting for eternity! My strength is unlimited and I cannot die! What have you got, kid?" the same taunt he used against me
Kian smirked as he looked Ares dead in the eyes. "Like I told you, actual combat skill. So come at me, noob," he beckoned Ares to attack, his sky blue eyes full of confidence. "I'll teach you how to fight."
Ares's left eye twitched, either from anger or an injury. He roared and launched a punch. Kian blocked it with his left hand, placing an open palm in front of the punch. Ares's tried again with his left hand. Kian blocked it with his right. Before Ares launched another punch, Kian attacked. He drew a slash across his target, leaving a deep diagonal cut across from his lower right leg to his left chest, a blade of light on his left hand responsible for the attack
It was sharp enough to stab through Ares's armour and draw the blood of the immortal's from him. He stepped back, touching his blood. His face was sweating tremendously, his legs shaking as he looked at Kian. His jaw clenched so hard that his facial muscles rippled under the scars
"You dare draw blood from me?! A god?" Ares roared. "You come in here and think you can do anything child?"
"If you make a god bleed, people will cease to believe in him." Kian smiled. "This will hurt more!"
Kian's blade of light glowed brightly and increased in size, as long as a sword (A/N: think a blue coloured variant of Goku Black's Violent Fierce God Slicer, basically a sword made of light if you haven't seen it in the anime). Ares tried to attack but in a swift move, Kian stabbed Ares in his torso, driving his extended blade of light into the God of War. Ares screamed loudly but then he didn't like someone pressed the mute button om him.
Kian chuckled darkly, his dark midnight blue eyes replacing his sky blue eyes for a second. "I think we had enough screaming for today."
Zeus's jaw was dropped, Hera too. It wouldn't be too much to think that everyone was surprised, because I was too. The Olympians muttered to themselves as they discussed what they saw. "This is too much!" Hera had her hands over her mouth. "He's going to kill my son!"
"Oh, don't worry, he'll live. Your all immortal aren't you?" Kian drew his blade out and Ares's ichor evaporated on his blade of light.
"I'll kill you!" Ares said hoarsely, he clutched his bleeding stomach. "You have mad-"
C-CRACK!
Kian kicked Ares in the chest, sending him into a series of columns before he could finish his sentence. Ares rolled around in the dust and debris of the columns he went through, counting 5 which snapped like toothpicks
Kian put his outstretched foot down. "Making an enemy of me is bad for your health, didn't Alveus say that? You should have listened, but then again, you never were the voice of reason were you?" Kian raised his hand and aimed an open palm towards Ares. An orb of light formed in the middle of his palm, increasing in size as it crackled with vibrant sky blue and then with golden yellow light.
He breathed in and out. "Celestial Judgement."
The beam of light surged forward and hit Ares, turning the surrounding area into dust. Even after the punishment he faced, Ares still got up! He was still standing but hurt very badly. Golden blood covered him from head to toe, the same golden blood squirted out of random places like a malfunctioning sprinkler system. Even with his standards, this fight was over.
"This fight is over," Kian replied like he was reading my mind. He placed his firing arm down. "I've proven myself. There was no need to take it that far but whatever, guess I just had to show off. What do you think?" Kian smiled confidently at him.
"No! I refuse to let you win!" Ares croaked. "Your mortal! You're weak, you couldn't even save what you cared about did you?"
Kian's grin melted into what looked like shock. His eyes widened, hands trembled and breathing became sharper and faster as he looked at an injured Ares. "W-what?! W-What did you say?!"
Ares sneered like he pierced Kian's armour after taunting him many times. "Yes, that's right. Didn't Alveus tell you I can see your greatest regret? All that power and you couldn't sa-"
BOOOOOOOOM
Ares couldn't finish the sentence. A thunderclap and Kian's fist was deep in his stomach. Ares gasped in pain, ichor coughed up with the impact. The air was knocked out of him and the columns behind Ares all cracked into little pieces. Kian's blue eyes flickered with a hint of red. Kian growled as he kept his fist buried in Ares's wounded chest. "I know when someone's telling a lie. You should learn to keep your mouth shut pagan."
Kian attacked Ares with hooks, crosses, punches and kicks so fast it was like a blur; his attack barrage sounded like gunfire. Each hit sounded painful and I could hear lots of crunching noises, like firecrackers all going off at once with every hit landed on his target
Kian kept up his assault, laying down an absolute beatdown on him that I even began to feel sorry for Ares. Kian suddenly stopped and backed off. "FIRE RELEASE: HELLSTORM!"
With another large breath, Kian released a large plume of intense scarlet red fire towards Ares, enough to light up the entire Olympian room in a red hue. It felt like a heatwave as Kian kept roaring. After he was done, he stopped and flew up, breaking the sound barrier as he did. His eyes still flickering between blue and red. Once he was high enough, Kian placed his palms together in a butterfly pattern almost, charging up another attack. A ball of blue and yellow light crackled into life, sparkling as it expanded, this one bigger than the orb he fired earlier.
"CELESTIAL...JUDGEMENT...BARRAGE!"
Kian thrust his palm out and multiple beams of light rained down from his airborne position. As each beam hit, it destroyed the surroundings and made Olympus look like the aftermath of the 2nd Titan War. Annabeth and I watched as it bombarded the place, each explosion causing chunks of rock and marble to fly off at random angles. I would be scared but the chunks of rock and debris never hit us, maybe Kian was protecting the two of us
After the light show ended, Ares stumbled. He was exhausted and completely outmatched. Before he had a chance to think, Kian charged downwards, leaving a small sonic boom which rang throughout Olympus. He grabbed Ares by the neck, then slammed and dragged him across the floor, leaving another path of cracked marble and destruction. Kian stopped sharply and threw Ares before his throne which he hit his head at the base, making me and the other Olympians wince slightly
Kian flew back and landed in front of Annabeth and me. His golden aura burned brightly, illuminating us in its sun-like warmth. "So, you wanna keep going Ares, or do I have to kill you to make you stop? You and I are on two different levels, why don't you just accept that instead of putting your life on the line?"
Ares got up and-oh boy- I almost threw up!
Ares's jaw hung loosely from his face, his golden blood now painted the ruined floor around him. His face was swollen to the size of a basketball and he looked like he was on his last legs. I was beginning to feel a little bad for him.
"Kian, why did you do that for?!" Annabeth threw her hands up in anger.
"What?" Kian turned to us with a raised eyebrow, his eyes still changing between blue and red. "I've read the stories about him, all he does is kill and wreak vengeance. This is like massive karma!"
"I mean he does have a point," I added
"But still, you're not actually going to kill him are you?" Annabeth asked, her voice nervous as she waited for Kian to answer
Kian paused for a moment before answering. "No, I'm not going to kill him. That would be way too easy for him." He turned to face Ares. "So, you ready to admit defeat. I'm amazed you managed to last this long, especially against someone of my calibre. You should be proud that you survived for this long against an Archangel."
"I-I-I whon't adhdmit defhwat," Ares croaked
"We have to stop this, he's murdering him!" Hera yelled. "And we're Gods!"
"No, mother. Let him keep going, I want to see how he ends up." Hespahetus deadpanned
"Your only saying that because you hate him!" Demeter said laughing. "After the bednet incident!"
Zeus stifled a laugh, Hera too. "He had GI Joe pants! Ha-ha-ha," Zeus had a hand over his mouth
Aphrodite pouted. "Can we not?! It's embarrassing!"
"That's the point!" Artemis said
"Back to the fight. Zeus, my husband, make him stop!" Hera asked
"I agree! um...um..what's this mortal called?" Zeus asked as he looked around. "I can't remember!"
"Alex?" Dionysis asked
"No, no it has to be James, he looks like a James," Demeter said
"Apollo?" Apollo asked
"Ha, as if he would be named after you!" Artemis laughed at the suggestion
Kian chuckled as he faced the Olympians, "Hey, Family Fortunes! I'm telling you this once so you should pay attention. I'm Kian, alright? Pronounced Kai-an, don't ever forget it!"
"Okay then, Kian, stop this fight, can't you see Ares is beaten already?" Hera pleaded. "He's already suffered so much?"
"Suffered so much?!" Kian chuckled and wiped the blonde bangs away from his face. "He has no idea what real suffering is! I'm not done with him, no I plan on making this special! I'm going to beat you harder than you've been beaten before!" His voice took a chilling turn, it was like something out of a horror movie and even the Olympians seemed a little unnerved by this sudden voice change
Ares's stumbled back, his swollen face making it hard to know what he was feeling but I could make a pretty decent guess that he was afraid. His hair was a mess and his limbs shivered. "Nh-nh-nh-nho, plheashse! Yhou whin!", he pleaded through his swollen face
Kian laughed hysterically, enough to send chills up my spine. "Is this the same God of War that was going to kill me, now begging for mercy? How ironic, aren't those pleas of what your victims said?! When they asked you spare them? INNOCENT PEOPLE WHO BEGGED YOU TO LET THEM LIVE?! What did you do, Ares? WHAT. DID. YOU. DO?! You're anything but a god! You're a bloodthirsty monster. You don't deserve to exist, YOU'RE AN ANIMAL THAT NEEDS TO BE PUT DOWN!"
Kian's aura blazed into a murky black and red, replacing his golden glow. It darkened the room for a second before it returned to normal. As I saw it happen, I felt the hairs on my neck and arms rise and it felt cold for a moment. Kian walked forward and cracks and fires lit up the floor under his feet as the marble cracked and shattered with every step he took.
Despite the fact I was behind him, I could sense a maniacal grin growing wider with every step he took. His red and black aura burned furiously, lighting up the throne room in an intense deep and dark scarlet red. His blonde hair was bright against the vibrant red colour, almost matching the deep red aura at times.
I turned to see Annabeth holding on to my arms, "What happened to him? Why is like that now?!"
The Olympians stepped out of their thrones, ready to stop the fight but a sharp glance from Kian and they sat back down immediately. Zeus, Dad and Hades's faces were filled with sweat at what was in front of them
"Stand Down, my only target is Ares!" Kian ordered. "Unless you happen volunteer of course. Plenty of me to go around!"
"N-Nope! Don't like that!", Apollo exclaimed on his throne as his teeth chattered. The rest of the Olympians shook their heads. I looked at Ares who tried to keep his mouth shut but his jaw came loose, so he was forced to put his hand on it to stop it from falling.
"Oh, I see you have a problem with that, do you want me to help you?" Kian asked.
Hera sighed. "You'll stop the fight, thank goodness!"
Kian started laughing hysterically again. "Yeah, stop the fight. That's a good one!"
Kian appeared in a flash of blue in front of his target and delivered a few punches towards Ares, teleporting after each one. Ares was punched in the face, stomach, chest and throat all in a matter of a few seconds causing him to drop to the floor, coughing up more ichor. As Ares looked up, Kian appeared above and held his jaw in an iron grip, ready to.
"Wait, is he gonna-?!" Aphrodite looked in horror as my stomach started to feel queasy. Ares tried to pry him off but to no avail. He roared and punched Kian in the face but he didn't move, it was like he was made of pure steel!
Ares's eyes widened in fear as Kian smiled sadistically. "I hate bullies and guess what, you're the god of them all! I just you want to know, this fight was lost from the start. You are an insect compared to me. I'm going to enjoy hurting you!"
Ares screamed as Kian tightened his grip, unsettling even me. I hated Ares but even I wouldn't go that far.
"Kian, don't do this!" I yelled, getting everyone's attention. "That's enough!"
Kian glanced at me and what surprised me was the colour of his eyes. His sky blue eyes was not a bright scarlet red, accompanied by flickers of black lightning. I wish I hadn't made eye contact because looking into them was like seeing into death itself! I saw Annabeth limp in my arms, my friends all dead while Camp Half-Blood burned in the background. It all happened in a split second so I sharply focused on his spiky blonde hair.
"You said you won't kill him, so please don't!" I pleaded. "Kian, that's enough! Ares's is out!"
Kian turned back to Ares, seeming to regain his composure. "H-he's right, I'll break something else! I hope you have a god of ego healing!"
Kian moved in a blur and broke Ares's right arm, drawing a high pitched scream from the God of War. Ares in desperation, threw a punch against Kian, his left arm meeting Kian's open right palm. "How Pathetic," Kian broke Ares's left arm, snapping it like a matchstick over his knee in a split second/
Ares screamed loudly, tears filling his eyes as he dangled his arms. He was completely helpless against Kian. Never had I seen this display of power before. A mortal with the power to challenge a god.
"Oh my me!" Apollo yelled, his hands over his mouth. "That's gotta hurt!"
"I'm going to be sick!" Aphrodite and Demeter threw up in front of their thrones
Zeus and Hera looked beyond shocked. The rest of Olympus was terrified. "Okay, I didn't expect that to happen!" Hephaestus replied, his eyes wide in surprise. "I didn't know that boy hated Ares as I did!"
"This is madness, it's like that boy thinks nothing of murder and violence, he radiates death!'' Artemis exclaimed. "Did you hear his voice?"
"We all did. It makes sense now," Hades replied. "He looks so much like...him."
"Indeed, we thought he wouldn't be a problem but that invader had an entire religion made after him," Zeus explained. "He's a descendant -no I think the son of the planet reaper, the Devil himself! He won't stop until my son's dead!"
Kian waited for Ares to stop screaming. "You're so pathetic, Ares. You call yourself one of the strongest Olympian gods yet you scream like a little girl and believe me, I've heard more terrifying screams from my little sister!"
"This is too far!" Athena rose. "Kian this is enough, he's already submitted!-"
"I'm done when I say I'm done! You cannot command an Archangel, know your place, pagan!" Kian roared at her.
Athena slumped back on her seat just as quickly as she rose, the fear clear on her face as her breath suddenly became laboured and beads of sweat formed on her face.
Looking at Kian, I couldn't agree with what she thought. His face was filled with these red markings, almost pulsating like a heartbeat for a second before it faded. His eyes, now a deep scarlet colour and I remembered to not look into them like I had done the last time, just looking at it from the corner of my eye. His hair was ever-changing, phasing between a deep scarlet and a bright blonde.
Kian grinned manically, exposing his longer canines. "Now for the Finisher!"
He thrust his right arm out and drew up like he was a conductor. Ares floated like he was in zero gravity. Kian dropped his hand sharply and Ares was slammed into the ground, hard!
Kian repeated this many times like he was in charge of the 'See how Ares got his butt kicked' Musical number. Ares was slammed all over the place like he was a pinball in an arcade. Eventually, this became so fast, almost blurry as Ares was dragged through columns and various Olympus designs that Annabeth had created, causing her to shriek.
"I worked so hard for this!" she complained. "He better have some power that can fix this!"
"How?" I asked
"I don't know, he can use his angel-demon powers or something!"
Kian stopped and held his arm up. Ares b-lined to it like he was on a zipline. Kian held him with one hand as he looked at him. His red aura making him not the best person you want to fight against
"This is for every human you've killed, for the innocents you have hurt. Humanity doesn't need you, it never did!" Kian's right hand started to glow again, a wispy yellow and blue light which got brighter and brighter by the second. He moved Ares in front of his throne. "Oh, by the way, you might want to get out of the way. I don't want anyone else apart from my target to get caught up in this," he said sternly.
"You don't have to tell us twice!" All the Olympians moved out of the way, fearing for what may happen next.
Kian dropped Ares and kicked him, sending him flying upwards. As Ares fell again, the blue and yellow light surrounding Kian's right hand started condensing into a sphere, one that crackled with energy. Kian looked up at his target, waiting for the right moment to throw it.
"Holy Hand Grenade!"
Kian threw the sphere of light and it hit Ares, just before his throne. An explosion rang throughout the Olympian Room, shaking all of Olympus to its core as Ares hit his throne. It was loud, like the screaming cry of an aeroplane taking off at point-blank range. The resulting light covered the room in a bright blue, almost white light
After covering my ears and closing my eyes for the billionth time, I looked up. Ares was out cold, golden ichor leaked out of the many wounds he had, making a pool of liquid gold where he was sprawled over. He was barely breathing. His skin was charred and burned, making him look part skeleton. Funnily enough, his throne was fine.
"I'm going to be si- BLEURGH!", Aphrodite and Demeter threw up again. Hera scowled as she cleaned the mess up with a wave of her fingers. She then rushed over to check on Ares, moving to her son's throne. Apollo too, after he took his MP3 player out from the speaker system
(Music End)
Apollo looked at the unconscious, barely alive god in his throne. He pressed a finger to his forehead and Ares's injuries healed, he looked good as new. I think Ares was better when he was near-dead but that's me. Ares, however, was now out cold as he slept on his throne.
Hera sighed as she saw her son now fine. She turned to face Kian. "He was beaten, you did not need to use excessive force, young man!"
Kian's red and black aura changed to a golden yellow as it was before, his eyes now the same sky blue colour. He looked on with a wide grin. Kian wasn't a regular mortal anymore, he was someone who could fight gods. All this time, he's had this power within him. He was a threat to the Olympians and the gods knew it, and they had seen it in action!
"Yeah, but I was having too much fun," Kian replied. "He'll be fine, he'll be out for a while but he'll be fine, unfortunately."
The rest of the Olympians looked in complete shock. Us too. I heard clapping and turned to see Hesphateus. "Well done lad, you gave him a right old beating, I cannot thank you enough!"
"Thanks, Hepheatues," Kian replied. His voice is free of that horror movie effect, yet it had sadistic undertone behind it like he enjoyed beating Ares and I wouldn't blame him. He could be a jerk and it's always nice for them to get what they deserve
"THROW HIM INTO TARTARUS!" Zeus bellowed. "HE CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE!"
Kian laughed and he looked up at Zeus, his sky blue eyes filling with the same hatred he had shown Ares. "Throw me there yourself, Thunderfingers. I have enough juice left for another round so I wouldn't mind fighting you, especially someone like you. It'll be justice for all the pretty young women you've forced yourself on, won't it? I'll teach the God of Justice how to stick to it!"
Zeus was left speechless, his knuckles turned white as he gripped his throne. "HOW DARE-"
"Father, calm down, we need him, don't we?" Athena came into Kian's defence. "If we throw him into Tartarus, then we're leaving ourselves wide open against this God Killer. We would be shooting ourself in the foot!"
Zeus glared at Kian, his blue eyes crackled with electricity. He then spoke after a while of glaring. "Your right, my daughter. I shall leave him be, even though he insults me."
Kian smirked to himself while hair, skin and eyes darkened. His black hair fell over his forehead which he fixed his hair by running his hand through it. He turned and looked at the destruction behind him, grimacing as he did so. "I'm sorry, I should fix this."
He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. The damage and the destruction that happened in the past few minutes reversed itself in a flash of green, like what would happen when you rewound a movie
"I guess he does have a floor fixing superpower" I turned to Annabeth
"Thank the Gods!" she sighed
"What was that?!" Zeus asked looking around. "What just happened?!"
"I just rewound time, can only use it once per day. Consider this as a gift from me to you." Kian replied. "It's nice meeting you but I'm done here, I'm going to head back home now." He yawned, covering his mouth
Zeus leaned forward. "You just walked in here, insulted me, insulted and beat my son to near death and hope to walk out of here, as if nothing changed?!"
Kian nodded. "Yeah, pretty much. Byeeee!"
"Now wait, just a minute!"
Kian turned around to see Aphrodite addressing him. He sighed and rolled his eyes at her. "What? What do you want now?" Aphrodite looked like...no, she looked like an Older Annabeth! Since she changes for every person, I wonder what Kian saw?
Kian's POV
What does she want with me?! And of all people, why do you look like...her?! Her-Aphrodite's hair changed between a flame-red before settling on auburn. Her emerald green eyes twinkled with power. Her slender curvy athletic figure sat on the throne, all in a sleeveless satin red dress.
She fluttered her eyebrows towards me. "Oh, you know, just wondering, what's your love life like?"
I could feel my ears and cheeks burn. I had just embarrassed Ares and she asks me about my non-existent love life. Clearly, she had her priorities straight. "That's neither relevant nor your business!" I scoffed.
"But it is! don't you know that I'm the Goddess of Love?" Aphrodite gestured to herself like a girl showing off
"Are you sure about that?! There's no difference between you and a teenage girl who's read one too many romance novels!"' I snarled. "This is real life, the romances you know don't always happen in real life."
"Ha! See, he agrees!", Apollo said. "I think I might like you, Kian!"
Aphrodite pouted and- Argh
It reminded me of her so much, it's so damn painful to think about her! I glanced, trying to not see her, trying not to cry on the spot. My heart ached and I tried my best to stop the flood of tears. If I could just hold you again...Why was the world was so cruel?!
I looked up to see Aphrodite look shocked, her hands over her open mouth, "Oh no, oh my goodness! You poor thing!"
"What?!"
"You love someone, don't you? Aw so cute!"
"He does?" Hera asked
"Who?" Apollo added
"Perhaps we can u-", Zeus stated
"MIND YOUR DAMN FUCKING BUSINESS!" My voice echoed throughout the room. Aphrodite and many others recoiled, shocked at my roar. "YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!"
Poseidon raised a hand to get the attention of the room. "I think we hit a soft spot, it's better if we leave the young man alone, for now, he's had quite the day."
"Thank you, Poseidon,'' I said turning to him. Of all the big three, how are you so cool and calm compared to Zeus? I had to thank Alveus sharing his memories of them. I kept a watchlist of a few. I didn't know how to possibly kill them yet she could, somehow. I promised them that I'll avenge you, whatever it takes!
"Yes, I apologize," Aphrodite replied, her attention now on the book.
She had a romance novel in one hand. Eurgh! I hated romance, any of it, it just felt...eurgh! It's not like I don't like it or anything, it's just, I find the whole thing embarrassing. I was never good with girls, now or when I was younger, it's just embarrassing.
"But...I will be watching you very closely, Kian. I look forward to seeing what happens," she said mischievously. "Oooh, so many choices, which one will you choose? You kids are so cute!" she squealed.
I let the Hellforce within me run rampant and my demonic aura blazed into life. I placed a quick mental shield on Percy and Annabeth. They didn't need to it, see the monster inside, the Devil in me. My aura painted the porcelain white room with velvet black and red as I held it. I looked up to see the Olympians recoiling in fear: Aphrodite's skin kissed face turned milky white, her expression of bubbly cheer now replaced by mortal terror.
I know your not her, Bella. She merely looks like you. Aphrodite does reflect what you think is beautiful and I think you were one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen. I'm sorry...I should have done more!
I looked up to see Zeus aiming a lightning bolt but his hand was trembling. Hera aimed a lotus staff, Hespheatues readied a ball of fire, Apollo and Artemis both aimed an arrow but their hands were trembling. Posideon too aimed his trident, but like the others, they couldn't hide the fear they saw in me, after all, I did look like the guy that beat the Big Trio's arses so long ago
I guess it runs in the family and I couldn't help but smile at how afraid they were, afraid of someone like me. Finally, they knew what it was like to fear for their lives again.
"Word of advice, don't try to control what happens to me. I've already been through too much. More than you pagans could ever imagine." I snarled, putting all my venom behind what I said. I dialled back the Hellforce and calmed myself. The room returned to its ceramic colour, leaving the Olympians to wipe the sweat off their faces.
Aphrodite hid behind her chair, "I-I-I is it over yet?"
Demeter peeked from behind her throne. She glanced at me and her eyes relaxed. "Yes, the coast is clear."
She and Aphrodite both sat back on their thrones. The rest of the Olympians all breathed easily, relieved that they didn't have to see that again
"Try not to mess with humanity, more than you already have. I'll know," I said. "Toodles." I turned around, undoing the mental protection I had on Percy and Annabeth. I could feel the temperature rising again, a common effect of me unleashing that dark demonic aura.
"Kian?"
"What now?!" I turned sharply, "What do you want?"
I turned to see Athena recoiling. She coughed and then asked me, "When you were fighting against Ares, you said and I quote, 'in order to beat a God Killer, you have to be a God Killer!' am I correct?"
"Yes, you are."
"And this is the truth?"
"He's lying! No mortal can kill a god!" Zeus spoke out
"I wasn't lying," I lied.
At this rate, they would believe what I did. I had to keep them on their toes, it's the least I could do until I learned how to kill one if it came to that.
"HE WASN'T?!" Zeus boomed. "That's not possible!"
I don't plan to do a Kratos on you...yet. And yes, when I mean Kratos, I mean Kratos from God of War. I loved playing that game and my best part was killing Ares. So I think I might have got carried away when facing the real one. Then again I could treat him as a good punching bag, even if I did have to use more power than I had anticipated.
Still, they didn't need to know that. All the Olympians saw, was someone who was holding back, and I can use that to my advantage. This was the perfect bluff and the perfect lie, all in one gift-wrapped package
"How?!" Hades exclaimed. "After what he did to Ares, I'm starting to believe this young man!"
"My lips are sealed. I don't plan on killing you unless you make me," I replied. "From what you saw, don't try to get on my bad side, okay?"
Zeus grumbled and anger lit up his face, "I will be watching you, Kian! You are a threat to us!"
I chuckled. "Hell yeah I am. If that's the case then I've done my job. I feel like a teacher you know, once I'm in all the kids behave. This is my home too. Try and remember that."
Before Zeus could throw another lightning bolt, which felt tame when compared to Thor's full force lightning attacks, Athena and Hera talked to him and he calmed down
"Kian, because of your powers, and abilities that seem to surpass ours, you have been permitted to stay at the camp,'' Zeus ordered
He wasn't wrong but then he wasn't also right either. I shook it off and spoke. "It's not like you could stop me if I decide to leave," I replied, enjoying the amount of pain I'm putting the God of False Thunder through. Thor Odinson is the God of Thunder, not you!
He probably wanted me to be observed. He did, of course, have military-grade paranoia. In Alveus's memory, he was always asking why Alveus was so strong and why could live for so long. Why? A weaker version of a superpower within me, let's call it Cosmic Power.
Some people had small amounts, they could just blast people with it and that was that. Some people could use it to fly at lightspeed, go through ships like paper mache and their photon blasts were strong enough to hurt very badly. With training and this power, I was somewhere near the level of Captain Marvel. I wasn't at the level of her, not even close. Although, she did say I was getting there. But I know I wasn't anywhere near where I wanted to be, not until I've trained my body to handle that much power.
"I'll be heading off now,'' I replied. I turned to Percy and his girlfriend who had their jaws dropped
"What?"
"You beat Ares! You nearly killed him!" Percy said. "That was awesome!"
"Why would you like that? I broke both his arms!" I replied, slightly horrified that someone would find happiness in that.
"Ok, that was too violent but apart from that, it was amazing!"
"Oh, thanks. I couldn't imagine doing something like this when I was younger though,'' I replied
"Why? What do you mean younger?" Annabeth asked, intrigued about my past. If you knew about my past...well...you wouldn't look at me the same. Either of you. And it wasn't something I was gonna tell you anytime soon either.
"If you want, I can teleport you back to Camp?" I dodged the question
"How can you do that? Didn't you say you could only control a certain amount?" Annabeth asked curiously
I made another soundproof barrier surrounding the three of us. "Listen up, I can control my local space okay? Which now, is around 1km. The places I've been to, they sort of make up my local space. Does that answer your question?"
Annabeth nodded. "So can control the fabric of space then?"
"That's what I said, yes, the space within a 1km radius from me."
"So that explains why you weren't late to class!" Percy said, realisation dawning on his face. "You just teleported didn't you?"
I nodded. "Sometimes. So, you up for my offer then?"
Percy was about to say yes before Annabeth pulled him close and whispered to his ear. I managed to hear what she said, thanks to my enhanced senses. Here's what I heard:
"Percy, we have to think about this, if Kian can beat down Ares easily, does he intend to hurt us?" Annabeth asked
"What! No! Kian's my friend!", Percy defended me. Aw, thanks Aquaman
"I know, I know but if Zeus wants him thrown into Tartarus then he must be powerful. He even said he wasn't trying, and he still beat Ares. Not to mention what he said himself, he has the power to kill a god!"
"So, you think he's stronger?"
"So. much. stronger. I think that's why mom wanted him to stay at Camp. So we could observe him and decide how dangerous he is." I couldn't help but smirk at that, it worked and being called powerful always felt good.
Percy nodded and turned to me. "Sorry, we were just having a moment"
"Um...I should probably tell you that I heard some-no pretty much all of that."
"YOU DID?!" Annabeth shrieked, loud enough to make give me a small migraine. "How?!"
"Don't shout too much!" I said, realising just how strong I had focused my senses. "Ow!"
"Why?" Annabeth crossed her arms. "How many superpowers do you have?!"
"I have heightened senses. Shout too much and you could hurt my ears," I replied. If you wanted to know, I can focus on a sense if I wanted to activate it, think concentration. After all, I trained myself to do it. Thank you, special forces training!
"Like an animal?" Percy asked. "I mean, bats have good hearing right?"
"Something like that."
"Sorry," Annabeth said sheepishly. "I'm just making sure you know, you don't kill us."
"What kind of person would I be if I killed innocent people? Besides, why would I kill a friend of all things." I chuckled. "I won't let a friend of mine get in danger, never again. You made a wise choice, observing me would be a good way to decide whether I'm dangerous or not but I assure you, I'm not going to kill you."
"Swear it on the Styx"
"The what?"
"It's like a serious oath," Percy explained. "Once you make an oath on it, you can't break it."
"Promise you won't hurt us," Annabeth repeated the point. "That way Mom and the other gods can relax about you."
"You have my word that I won't hurt you or any demigods. I saved the Camp, didn't I? Now, why would I, given what you just saw, keep them alive if I wanted to kill them later. If you're going to kill someone, do it quickly," I replied.
"Hmmm...okay,'' Annabeth replied, her arms still crossed. "Well, if Percy trusts you then I can trust you too, I guess. As for the offer of teleportation, we'll take the Camp Half-Blood Taxi. I think Argus would hate it if we left him."
"Oh yeah, that sounds good, hate to make Eye Guy sad, I don't want him to cry a literal river," I replied
Annabeth looked at me curiously. "I want to ask you a few things. The Olympians said you were a Nephilim, that means your half angel and half demon right?" Annabeth asked
I nodded. "Yeah, what about it?"
"But you said you're an alien, so how does this all fit?"
"Okay, prepare to have your mind blown. Again. The Demons and Angels you see in the Abrahamic religions, they're inspired by aliens who landed here a long time ago. One of my- let's say ancestors landed here a long time ago and he brought his race, aliens who looked like Demons to conquer Earth, some odd 5000 years ago. My other Ancestor, brought her side, the aliens who looked like Angels to stop the Demons from conquering the world. From there you have angels and demons." I explained.
Annabeth had her jaw dropped. "Angels and Demons, all of them are...aliens?! That's amazing!"
"Yeah. It's the same with the Norse Myths. Some stuff got twisted out of control. The devil doesn't have a spiky tail or a pitchfork. Why would the Lord of Hell have a garden? I don't know. Anyway, the aliens who humans thought to be demons, I'm half of each, making-" I pointed a thumb to myself "-yours truly a Nephilim."
"That explains so much!" Annabeth said. "Wait, does that God is an Alien, like you know, Capital G God?"
I shrugged. "All I know is that what the bible calls Demons and Angels are inspired from aliens. It's best not to think about that, it gives me a headache."
Annabeth nodded. "Wow, this is a lot. So, the ancient astronaut theory is correct?"
"Yeah. Guess I'll see you in a bit. Have fun on your taxi ride. Oh, by the way, the Olympians can't hear us, don't tell them how my space manipulation works okay?"
"Wait, when are you coming back to camp, if your gonna protect us, you need to be there?" Percy asked, worry lacing his voice
"Don't you have phones? I can give you my phone number?" I replied, pulling my smartphone out from my pocket
"Erm, well. Demigods don't use phones. It attracts monsters," Percy explained, "It's like asking them Hey, I'm here, come and rearrange my face."
"What?! Is that true?" I asked taken aback at what he said. "Does that mean all modern technology?"
"Kian, I have a cell phone. I can call you from that," Annabeth explained. I saw Percy shoot me a jealous look and I could understand why. He didn't need to fear, however. I only like-I guess liked red-haired girls...like her.
"Oh right," I snapped out of my sad thoughts and proceeded to exchange contact details with her, with it I slipped my phone back in my pocket and turned to the couple. "See ya around, stay safe!"
With that, I teleported myself out of there and back home. I appeared inside my apartment, given to me by a family friend of ours. What I didn't expect was someone already there. It was Alveus again, his eyes now a shade of orange, think well, orange or a clear sunset. My soul link must be active
"Let's talk, Kian," he said sitting on my sofa
"Hey...Alveus," I said bitterly. However, before I could walk forward, I was hit by a wave of exhaustion and landed face flat into my sofa to my embarrassment.
A/N: I will do small edits from time to time, normally fixing grammar and typo's if I find any. Have fun reading!
