Disclaimers: I don't own the YH characters or the Greek Gods.
Liam knew immediately that something was wrong before he opened his eyes, they pain shooting through his head told him something bad had happened. When he did open them what he saw didn't really surprise him. Icas was right beside him, and they were both in a large cage, in the centre of a big room.
Icas stirred 'Why do I feel like I got hit with bat?'
'I don't think it was a bat,' Liam answered. By now he was fully awake, and more aware of his surroundings. He was also aware of 'some things' lurking in the shadows around the room
'What are they?' Icas knew what Liam was thinking, he'd seen them too.
'NOT 'WHAT,' WHO!' a voice bellowed.
'Why do I get the feeling you're a God?' Liam whined.
'THAT'S BECAUSE I AM!' the voice bellowed.
'Yes, we gathered that by the 'booming voice' which God are you?' Icas said sarcastically.
'ARES!' the figure moved into the light.
'Well you certainly look like a God,' Liam stated. 'Which one are you? You're definitely not the God of peace!'
Ares chuckled 'QUITE THE OPPOSITELITTLE MAN! I'M THE GOD OF WAR!'
'Who you calling little man?' Liam said standing up. Luckily he was short, or he would have hit his head.
Icas quickly stood and pulled him back down 'Shh, he's a God, he can call you what he wants!' he whispered.
'Good point,' Liam whispered back.
'So, what brings you to my Temple?' Ares asked.
'Where'd your voice go?' Liam asked.
'It was deafening me,' he said 'Now answer my question!' he ordered.
'We were just passing through,' Icas answered.
'Passing through, going where?'
'Away from here,' Liam muttered.
'I heard that!' Ares said, then finished in a mock hurt voice 'Don't you want to stay with me?'
'No disrespect sir, but no, we'd really like to leave,' Icas answered.
In the same mock hurt voice, Ares replied 'So you don't like me?'
'Not really,' Liam muttered.
Icas elbowed him in the ribs, 'What he means is that your name is a little scary.'
'What's wrong with my name?'
'N-n-nothing, Ares is a really masculine name. It's just 'God of War'.' Icas trailed off.
'You think we're gonna cause trouble?' Ares asked.
'We?' Liam gulped.
Ares nodded, 'Come forth and show yourselves my friends.'
As he uttered these words, shadowy figures walked into the light and took shape of armoured men.
'I've got a real bad feeling about this.' Liam panicked.
'Me too.' Icas squeaked as they both stared at the swords pointing towards the cage.
Liam knew immediately that something was wrong before he opened his eyes, they pain shooting through his head told him something bad had happened. When he did open them what he saw didn't really surprise him. Icas was right beside him, and they were both in a large cage, in the centre of a big room.
Icas stirred 'Why do I feel like I got hit with bat?'
'I don't think it was a bat,' Liam answered. By now he was fully awake, and more aware of his surroundings. He was also aware of 'some things' lurking in the shadows around the room
'What are they?' Icas knew what Liam was thinking, he'd seen them too.
'NOT 'WHAT,' WHO!' a voice bellowed.
'Why do I get the feeling you're a God?' Liam whined.
'THAT'S BECAUSE I AM!' the voice bellowed.
'Yes, we gathered that by the 'booming voice' which God are you?' Icas said sarcastically.
'ARES!' the figure moved into the light.
'Well you certainly look like a God,' Liam stated. 'Which one are you? You're definitely not the God of peace!'
Ares chuckled 'QUITE THE OPPOSITELITTLE MAN! I'M THE GOD OF WAR!'
'Who you calling little man?' Liam said standing up. Luckily he was short, or he would have hit his head.
Icas quickly stood and pulled him back down 'Shh, he's a God, he can call you what he wants!' he whispered.
'Good point,' Liam whispered back.
'So, what brings you to my Temple?' Ares asked.
'Where'd your voice go?' Liam asked.
'It was deafening me,' he said 'Now answer my question!' he ordered.
'We were just passing through,' Icas answered.
'Passing through, going where?'
'Away from here,' Liam muttered.
'I heard that!' Ares said, then finished in a mock hurt voice 'Don't you want to stay with me?'
'No disrespect sir, but no, we'd really like to leave,' Icas answered.
In the same mock hurt voice, Ares replied 'So you don't like me?'
'Not really,' Liam muttered.
Icas elbowed him in the ribs, 'What he means is that your name is a little scary.'
'What's wrong with my name?'
'N-n-nothing, Ares is a really masculine name. It's just 'God of War'.' Icas trailed off.
'You think we're gonna cause trouble?' Ares asked.
'We?' Liam gulped.
Ares nodded, 'Come forth and show yourselves my friends.'
As he uttered these words, shadowy figures walked into the light and took shape of armoured men.
'I've got a real bad feeling about this.' Liam panicked.
'Me too.' Icas squeaked as they both stared at the swords pointing towards the cage.