Disclaimer: Once again I don't own either Percy Jackson or The Elder Scrolls...probably never will either.
The phrase 'A man on a mission' was commonly used to describe someone who was utterly convicted to whatever cause they had put before themselves. They would follow and pursue this objective until it was meet and would never falter in their mission. In other words it was the perfect phrase to describe Njal right now. Now normally when someone be it a mortal, demigod, or even actual gods say that they would destroy any threat to their beloved ones there is typically some hyperbole in that phrase. To Njal however it was what his mission was and, as such, he would not falter in it. His missions current objective? The destruction of every monster within two miles of his home. And unfortunately for them Njal was a great hunter, it came with being a Nord and a Werewolf. No prey would ever escape him until he cornered it and added its head to his collection of prey. His hunting weapon of choice (Barring a his bow), Starfang. Now despite popular belief walking down a busy street in New York City, even at midnight, with a giant sword would result in you being arrested. Luckily for the police that would have the unfortunate job of trying to arrest Njal, he was nice enough to put an illusion over his blade to disguise its true form. Didn't want to have to hurt the poor officers of the law now did he? Currently, from what he guessed from the facial expressions and mutterings of women as walked past, was the saw it as a giant box of roses. Interesting, but ok by him. Njal stopped walking and sniffed the air. Ignoring the smells of the city, which were pretty gross, he did smell a monster, make that two monsters. They were directly to his left in what appeared to be a… mall.
"Well….this is going to be fun." Smiled Njal as he made his way across the street to take the lives of his first prey of the evening.
Kelly was having a good day. Well scratch that her and her sister were having a good day. They had both just claimed the life of another male and were putting the moves on another to make it 5 tonight. You see Kelly and her sister were empousai. They feasted on the blood of men that they seduce and, since mortals got a lot skankier, they could really get a good meal every now and then. Kelly looked to her sister as they both approached the man they had decided to prey upon next. Some twenty year old college student most likely. Putting on their best innocent faces they approached him.
"Hey excuse me sir, but me and my sister lost our bracelets and we were wondering if you could help us find them?" Kelly asked making sure to make the question as sultry as possible.
"Uh….sure." Said the now completely enthralled man. After all it wasn't everyday two very beautiful women asked for your help. In that tone of voice at least.
"Great! We lost the over here by the fire escape." Kelly motioned to the door that led a hall used for fire evacuations, and now blood dranings.
"Cool, lets go." The man said as he walked over and opened the door into the hall.
"Hey, um...why were you...two...uh.." The man's question was lost as he turned and was blasted with an enamoring spell.
"Oh we're sorry. We didn't really lose our bracelets, we just wanted you all alone in here with us is that so wrong?" Kelly asked in the most sultry voice the man had ever heard. As she and her sister moved in for a kiss, now being safely away from the eyes of the public, the mans brain essentially short circuited and as such he was too caught up in the moment to see both sisters now had fangs. What he didn't miss however was the door to the hall slamming open and the largest man he has ever seen walked in with...a box of flowers? The man himself looked like something from a medieval times viking edition, at least with all the tattoos across his face and arms, and the hair and beard anyway. The man moved with a complete form of conviction as he approached him and the two sisters he was "helping". Maybe they knew him?
"Hey do you know this guy?" He asked as the man continued his approach, box of flowers now in front him instead of at his side.
"No we don't." Kelly answered. Who ever this guy was he had just interrupted their snack time, and that box felt...off.
"Can we help you?" Kelly heard her sister ask.
"No." Was the only reply she got until the box shimmered out of existence and what replaced it was the strangest blade she had ever seen. It was also the last thing she saw since the man bisected her vertically with it.
A cry of no and oh shit were the only things Njal needed to hear to confirm that the two women he had sniffed out were indeed monsters. After butchering one he turned to the other who still had a look of horror oh her face, which ironically matched the ones her victims had before she killed them, irony was truly the funniest thing in the multiverse. Njal swang Starfang at the second empousa but she was lucky enough to duck out of the way of the blade. She wasn't lucky enough however to be out of Njals kicking range. So with a quick kick he sent the she-creature into and through the wall of the hall way.
"Dude, what the hell?!" The man cried out. Seriously this was some weird stuff happening. Viking fighting….whatever the sisters were with a giant sword. The viking dude turned and looked at him. He saw a green glow then…..couldn't remember why he was here.
"Leave. Now." Demanded Njal after erasing the man/victims memory of this series of events and turned to face the downed monster as he saw the man run off.
"You ready to die creature?" Njal coldly stated, his eyes which were normally a light blue now glowed gold as both his wolf and dragon sides leaked into his system.
"I am going to end you! You pitiful mortal." Cried out Kelly in anger. Her anger only grew when the man began to laugh at her. With a quick snarl she rushed towards the man who killed her sister. Only to be grabbed by the throat and held off the ground in the man's grasp. Which did not feel like one a mortal would posses. And actually felt her throat being crushed as the man lifted her up to his eye level, which promptly raised her fear level from a 4 to a 10, those were not normal eyes.
"I have dealt with daedric seducers, volkihar vampires, and various other blood suckers. You are neither new or even threatening to me. But you will be useful. Now, hold still." The man said as she saw a red glow in his and as he raised to her head. The next thing she felt could only be described as pain. She felt like he was ripping every piece of knowledge from her head, which unfortunately for Kelly he was. Gotta love restoration magic, healing, fortifying and absorbing all your magical needs. Kelly soon felt the pain stop and glared at the...thing holding her.
"Thanks for the information, now don't ever let me catch you in this city or you won't get the chance to reform in tartarus." Njal said and with a squeeze crushed the neck of the empousa, making her turn into gold dust. With a quick look around for anymore witnesses Njal proceeded to camouflage Starfang and continue his hunt elsewhere.
Up on Olympus
"Um….damn." Was the only response that the Olympians had, which was brought from Apollo of all people. But really what else was there to say? Athena and Demeter were both shocked to say the least. After all the man that they had had children with turned out to be very well capable of killing monsters, and seemed to be something more than just mortal if those eyes were anything to go bye.
"What was that red thing he did?" Inquired Hermes. It looked painful.
"If I had to guess it would be something related to what the empousa knew, if the withering and twitching of the face gave anything away." Replied a still shocked Athena. She was going to need to have a discussion with Njal after this. Incidentally Demeter was having the exact same thoughts.
"Guys, shhh. He found a Manticore and…..oh damn!" Ares yelled with glee. Not every day you see a monster killed with it own severed tail after all.
"*Sigh* I have a feeling this is going to be a long night." Muttered Hera, though she too was interested in what this Njal guy could do. So then again, maybe a long night was not such a bad thing.