Evening. I see you guys don't seem to think that Ashlynn is dead. I dont guarantee that future, but all I can is give you all more twists! Im gone for a few weeks. I will bulk finish the story once I return, and we will see the very end of this long story. Maybe I can release the end on the day when I released chapter 1 of the grande finale! That would be a good anniversary!

Jay:

The smoke cleared and the dragon lay dead in the middle of the courtyard. The men cheered as the demoralized enemy started to get confused. I owed Neil a beer for disobeying orders. I never thought I would have to do that. I recalled when Herry challenged Neil to a drinking competition. Surprisingly, Neil won.

That would have to wait, as a cloudy apparation arose from the dragon corpse and landed on the wall. There was suddenly cheering from the enemies, and I saw why. The apparation made physical form, and standing before the enemy was a man clad in golden armour, and beady yellow eyes. It was darkness. I caught his eye as I stared into his. We both knew that each other were the leaders, and we prepared to face one another. He began to apparate again and flew to in front of me. I readied xiphos, but before I could be ready, he formed in front of me and swiped at me with a large greatsword. It sent me flying back and I landed on my back. He approached me and rested his metal black boot on my chest.

He said to me, "The Olympians don't derserve to rule."

Grabbing his ankle and flipping him into the ground, I said

"They deserve to choose for themselves."

Darkness knocked back to the ground and readied his sword for a ripe old stabbing.

"Then you shall join them in their fate."

I was pinned to the ground, I couldn't move. But right as the snakey god raised the blade, there was a noise;

It was the sound of swooshing air, and of a sonic boom. It had caught the attention from me to the sky. I concentrated on looking through the clouds.

It came again, and following it, a chugging sound. And then it hit me.

It was the sound of helicopters.

They started coming out of the clouds in the hundreds. Raining shells and bullets into the enemy ranks below. Countless troopers were parachuting from above. Darkness ignored me and apparated out out of the fight and to his ranks outside. I got up and rushed to the highest point I could. And I could not believe my eyes. The clouds were clearing, revealing a strong afternoon sun. But that was not the sight for sore eyes.

There was a fleet of battleships that had travelled up the river, you could see thousands of transports send troops, tanks and all sorts of vehicles, they hit the beaches and you could see the ranks clash with those of the enemy. Explosions and gunshots being heard from as far as the peak of the mountain. I cheered at the top of my lungs. The fight was far from over, but this gave us hope. Reinforcements had arrived. They must have survived the onslaught on the cities and grouped together. I rushed back to the fight. This did not mean victory. This meant that both divine and mortal would be going out together.

Cronus:

After fighting in the city for a while, I did not gain fatigue. If anything, I felt stronger. The scythe was drawing near. I knew it. It would soon be time. Even with the help of the so called "navy", it was a futile attempt to delay the inevitable. As the scythe grew closer, my powers began to regrow. My chance was approaching. I had many deals to settle in this city, so when my brother left the city, I knew where to find him. And so I worked my way back to the Base of Operations. Several mortal soldiers tried to stop my advance. But they were not my concern. I had one task on my mind.

The time had come.

I approached my brother as he looked over the battle from the tentlike shelter on top of the large rock as the battle rage beneath our feet.

"You appear not to be fighting brother." Satan mentioned, "I cannot blame you, the scores to settle in there can wait. This is a bit more pressing a situation down here."

I walked right behind him and whispered in his ear; "I had a different score to settle in mind."

I grabbed his wrist and tugged him to the ground. The two guards tried to stop me but I projected a force so strong that it blew them and the shelter above our heads into the sky. Gripping him by the collar, I placed my other hand on his chest. A purple light began to flow from him to me. It felt good.

"What is the meaning of this brother?" He yelled in surprise and anger. He was beginning to feel pain and winced as I drew his life force from him. He tried to move, but I was too strong for him now.

"Meaning of this? MEANING OF THIS? Did you not see through me? Do you not recall what you have done o me, brother? Your jealousy destroyed me, and everything I was. You made me kill my own father!"

My grip went from the collar to his throat, he began to choke. "B-but you won't kill your own brother, would you?"

I cackled. "Of course I will. You made me like this. I endured millenia in tartarus because of you. I have not lived in peace because of you, and I am what I am because of you." I had absorbed almost all of his life force. His skin was going clammy grey, and he was gasping for air. Struggling to free of his grip, but now it was him who would be doomed. I felt no regret, only relief of hatred buried deep in me as the sly sparkle in his eyes faded.

"This is your own undoing brother." I said. And with that, the purple power had been fully absorbed his power, and the motionless, stiffened body fell to my feet. It had been done. Revenge was mine. I now had his powers. Despite the death of their leader, his army was still unaware of the occurrence. It must have been because the power that made them was not destroyed, only transferred to a more powerful and worthy being. I was now the leader of the new world.

Watch out Jay, I'm back.

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