I guess I can keep thanking everyone personally for reviewing but there are so much reviews I just thank you on another way now.
First of all I thank Artemis1000 and Borg Drone for their first reviews on my story, hope you keep reading it till the end.
Yes it was quite a cliffhanger but there are worse cliffhangers coming I can assure you that. And the Joxer take a nap part was a good guess from you Diva. It made me LOL so I thought to add it in the story.
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Chapter nine, revival.
General Maxim walked inside his tent. It was getting late, he and his men had been drinking and laughing the entire night. It was obvious that the good General wasn't really sober anymore, neither were the most of his men, though he did put some men to guard the camp. Tired he dropped himself on his bed, he closed his eyes hoping he would fall asleep in an instant.
"Have a hangover?" a voice suddenly sounded from his tent.
The General jumped from his bed, he was back on his feet immediately. He even found time to grab the knife that was resting next to his pillow.
"What are you going to do with that General, kill me?"
The man didn't really seem to notice who was standing before him yet. He flickered with his eyes a couple of times, trying to get rid of that woozy vision. Slowly he realized how emerged in his sight.
"Ares, I thought I told you not to meet me in here." He said.
"I know, but there are some complications," Ares glanced around in the tent "Where is the boy?" he asked.
The impression on the General's face changed, it was almost funny to look at, a combination of confusion and too much alcohol.
"What complications and what do you need the boy for, he's dead!"
The God of war lost his patience, he grabbed the General by his throat and pulled him closer. "Bring me the boy...now" Ares hissed and threw the drunken General on the floor.
When he managed to get back on his feet, the General ordered a guard to get the boy.
"I would like to know what is going on Ares, we made a deal." The General said, already sounding less drunk.
"I will tell you but first I want the boy." The God answered.
The General wanted to answer but he was disturbed when the guard he had send for the boy stormed into his tent, he seemed to be in disorder.
"Milord, the boy...he..." the guard tried to find the right words to say.
"What is it Marcus?" The General asked angry.
"The boy is not there." He managed to say.
"What do you mean?" Ares yelled "The boy is dead!"
"I know, but he is not in the tent, go and look for you're self if you don't believe me."
That was exactly what Ares did, he hurried himself out of the General's tent taking the guard with him.
"Which one is it." He demanded.
The guard walked to a tent at the other side of the camp. He showed Ares inside and not close behind him the General entered, who off course couldn't believe a word the guard had just said either. But it was true what the guard had told him. The blankets where the boy had been wrapped into were empty, there was no sign of him.
"By the Gods, he's dead, how can this happen?"
Ares narrowed his eyes. "Camilla has taken him, she's been one step ahead of me..."
"What, Camilla? Impossible, she can't sneak into my camp, my guards are guarding it twenty four seven." He sounded very confident about himself.
"You're guards? Come on General, you have been drinking all night, even a child can sneak into you're camp." He shrugged "I'll handle this on my own, the deal is off." Ares said and before the General could answer, Ares shimmered away.
"No, I won't let that stupid God ruin my plans, Camilla is mine and I will make sure she will die by my sword."
It had taken a while before Camilla managed to convince Xena to stay at the village, this was something she and Callisto had to do. They were on their way to the General's camp, Ares had plans with Dent and the two women had to stop him. Half way they had left their horses and continued their path on foot.
"Camilla, what is Ares up to?" Callisto asked as she hardly could keep up with the dark haired woman.
She stopped, allowing Callisto to catch up with her.
"He's taking Dent to the ocean." Camilla replied.
"Wha...why?" Callisto asked confused.
"To burn his body, that way there will be nothing but ash." Camilla started walking again.
"And you don't have a body for his funeral." Callisto understood.
"I can't even be able to bury his ash, Ares will throw his ash in the ocean."
"Is that how he takes revenge, how low can you sink?"
"He's a God Callisto, that's how Gods are if they don't get what they want."
"I can't imagine Gods like Aphrodite or Athena do such things." Callisto said.
"Trust me Callisto, they can."
Suddenly Camilla stopped walking. Curiously she glanced around, she seemed to have heard something.
"Did you hear that?" she asked her friend.
Callisto listened.
"...listo..."
It was a soft voice, they could barely hear it.
"Yes I can hear it."
As Callisto answered the voice was getting sharper.
"mmy...Callisto."
Camilla's eyes widened in surprise. It was the voice of a child.
"Dent?" she said looking confused at Callisto.
"yes, I think-"
"Mummy, Callisto?" The voice was clear enough now.
"Dent!" Both women screamed and ran into the direction where the voice was coming from.
"Mummy, where are you."
The women continued running, until they saw a little boy emerging from the trees, it was Dent.
"Dent!"
Dent threw himself in his mother's arms as Camilla crawled on her knees to catch him. She refused to let him go, this was her son in flesh and blood, killed by General Maxim but now she can touch him again, she can feel his heart beat, she could feel his tears falling on her face. Her son is alive again, this could not be a dream it had to be real.
"Mummy, I am so scared." He said, still in his mother's grip.
"It's alright Dent, you're safe now." She pulled her son closer to him.
"This man was scaring me, he was hurting Callisto." He kept talking. The tone in his voice sounded confusing and scared. Camilla did her best to comfort her son. She could imagine his fear, because she couldn't understand why he still was alive either. But right now she didn't care about that, her son was back with her again and that was all she wanted.
"Camilla, how...I...he died..." Callisto said, just as confused as they were.
"I know Callisto, I can't understand either, but let's not ask him about it now. He's scared, hurt and nearly as confused as we are."
Camilla was right, Callisto could see the fear in his eyes. It was too much for him to handle. He knew he had died and somehow he just woke up, it was already confusing to her when she woke up without a scratch at Camilla's house, not to mention how that must feel to a ten years old boy.
A man was walking up the hill, the hill where his home is. He had been gone for half a year, his family must have missed him terribly. The man was glad to be home again, back together with his family. It had been such a long time. Whistling he took the last few steps up the hill. Suddenly he stopped whistling and walking, how could this be, his house was missing. He hurried to the last remains of his house, it had been burned with the ground. Defeated he dropped on his knees.
"N...no...it can't be..."
The man buried his face in his hands, tears slid through his fingers. His house was burned and there was no sign of his family, what should he do. He did not know what happened, were they still alive? He pulled himself together and stood back up. The man tried to calm himself down and closed his eyes. Seconds later there was a white flash and the man was nowhere to be seen.
After Camilla was finished hugging her son, it was Callisto who wrapped her arms around the young boy. Then they decided to walk back to the horses, but they hadn't even taken two steps when Ares shimmered in front of them. Instantly Camilla protected her son. She pushed him back and stepped in front of him. Callisto did the same thing.
"So it is true, the boy is alive again." Ares said pulling up a small smile.
"I give you just one warning Ares, leave before you will regret it."
Camilla's warning was useless, Callisto had already lunged at the God. Ares pulled out his sword and easily blocked Callisto's attack. A light ball appeared in his hand and he tossed it at Callisto, the blonde woman flew through the air until a tree broke her fall. She landed on the ground but there was no movement left in her body.
"No!"
Camilla attacked Ares but the God also had a light ball for her, she too flew though the air and after she landed hard on the ground Camilla didn't move either. Pour Dent was all alone now. Ares paced closer to him, Dent was frozen with fear. He wanted to move but he couldn't, the fear took over and prevented him to make the smallest of movements. Then Ares attacked him, Dent covered his eyes as suddenly a beam of light appeared in front of him.
YAY, chapter nine is finished, a little short huh. But that's just how this chappie is. Please update and tell me if the story is still going to right way!