Disclaimer:...nothings changed since last time.
Njal had picked up the smell of another monster. This one was apparently in Central park,...which was quite possibly the worst place for a monster to be when being stalked by a man who has Hircines favor. Granted most of Njals encounters with the Daedric Princes were complete and utter accidents which lead to some awkward meetings, he still held respect for the Lord of the Hunt. Which was why when he found the monster sleeping under a bridge in the park, which was a Drakon by the looks of it, he did not pray to Artemis. No, while he did respect her as a hunter he was more partial to a god he has physically met and conversed with. And despite Njal explaining even though he was a werewolf his soul belonged to Akatosh and the Daedra would have to argue with him over rights, they parted on very good terms with a good conversation after Njals assistance to thwart the hunt of Sinding. It wasn't a god talking to a mortal, it was a hunter talking to a hunter.
"Hircine, if you can hear me in this far off realm, know that this wyrm might actually be something worth hunting should you ever find yourself here." Muttered Njal has he hid in a tree observing the Drakon from a distance. It slept under a bridge with people walking both above on the bridge and….right next to it. This "Mist" around the mortals was an interesting thing in Njals mind. Apparently giant snake that was well over 200 feet long just appeared as a giant rock. Now mind you that Njal could easily replicate the effect with illusion magic, but a passive version just seemed to be unfair to the mortals. Why not just keep the damn things in designated areas instead of putting a mist over most of the Earth's population. These Greeks really made things more complicated than need be.
"Hmmm, will have to lure the creature somewhere more isolated. Don't want anyone caught in the crossfire." Njal formulated out loud. Luring the creature is easy enough, making sure no one walks into the fight a bit more so. But he was a general in two wars and a skilled hunter, he could find an area to murder this creature, and he had just the place in mind.
Up on Olympus
"He is trying to hunt a Drakon?" Hermes asked with a raised eyebrow. This guy had balls that was for sure, but a Drakon might be out of his league.
"Not just any Drakon, this one is fated to only be killed by one of Ares kids." Apollo added. This was bad, this guy wouldn't be able to kill this thing even if he struck a killing blow. Shame to, he was starting to like the guy.
"*Gasp* oh please no." Muttered Demeter. She may have been mad that Njal kept from secrets from her but she didn't want him to die. Maybe he would flee when he saw that he couldn't kill it. He did attract Athens's attention so he had to be smart enough to know when to run. Little did she know Athena was having similar thoughts...she really did not want to she Njal die.
"My money is on him." Stated Poseidon getting stares from all the other Olympians.
"What? He has already killed four monsters he should not have been capable of so my guess is he has something for this as well." Poseidon explained his logic. Really this man seemed like a capable sort and he looked forward to seeing how he dealt with this challenge.
"Silence! It is starting." Zeus commanded as the gods focused on what was going to happen.
Back on Earth
"Hey, ugly!" The Lydian Drakon was awoken from its slumber to the sound of someone insulting it. Taking immediate offence to the claim it looked around for the thing that had a death wish but only saw mortal bypassing it, as they saw whatever the mist had put before them.
"This way, you dumb overgrown garden snake!" The voice yelled again. It could not see the source but it did hear the direction it came from. Moving towards the origin of the voice the Drakon continued to not see the perpetrator of the insults.
"Could you get any stupider!" The infernal voice yelled once more. This time the voice came from an open manhole. So the perp thought it could hide? Well it had another thing coming thought the Drakon as it slithered into the sewers breaking some concrete as it entered. When it entered there was still no sign of the source of the voice.
"This way idiot!" Cried the infernal voice once more from down into a more open area of the sewers. With a hiss the Drakon dashed for the opening hoping to catch the owner of the voice and tear him limb from limb. Only, when it entered the area it was empty. Something suspicious was going on and it did not like. The Drakon heard some machinery move and turned to see all of the exits of the area slam close. Now it really did not like what was going on. The Drakon looked around for the creator of this, now obvious, trap. Only it did not see anyone. No instead the Drakon was treated to the sight of a bunch of electric colored runes all around the room. What were these fo-. Any thought the Drakon had was cut off when the room detonated in a series of bright and very painful flashes of lightning.
Up on Olympus
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!" Yelled Zeus incredibly outraged. First this...person removes his storm clouds then next he uses lightning?! What next, wind? Nope, no, best not give the man ideas.
"Thats one way of doing it." Said Athena. Looking quite proud of Njal for the plan. Lure the creature away and into a trap, a sound strategy. Though she doubted that fate would be bested by some lightning traps.
"It's still alive, if only just." Stated Hera looking at the image of the now, writhing in pain Drakon.
"Ah...yes, however it does not look like Njal is done with this plan of his." Pointed out Apollo. And indeed it did not appear as Njal was done as the Olympians watched him shimmer into existence on top of a catwalk over the Drakon, some weird blue crystal in his hand.
Back on Earth
Njal looked down at the Drakon as it squirmed from having chunks of it blown off by the runes. Normally nothing survives an entire room detonating in electricity but this wyrm had something special about it. A quick cast of vision of the tenth eye while he was distracting it with throw voice revealed it had a tie with fate. A small matter in all honesty. If he could stop a god who is destined to swallow the world. He could stop a creature only meant to be killed by one type of person. After all he controlled his own fate not some three old cows that cut a bit of string, and he would prove it this day.
"*Whistle* UP HERE WYRM!" Njal yelled as the Drakon looked up in absolute furry. While those eyes may cause lesser men to become paralyzed with fear, Njal was no lesser man and that stare was that even a Breton would laugh at.
"You may believe you are only killable by one of the war gods kids, but alas, fate never took me into account and you will know no tartarus as your place of reformation. Nay, you will know only the emptiness of a soul gem!" Njal spoke with enough conviction to cause the Drakon to pause, if only for a moment. Regaining its composure the Lydian Drakon made the last error of its immortal existence. It coiled and attempted to bite Njal.
"Rii Vaaz Zol!" With those three word the Drakkon stopped mid bite and watched in terror as its soul was ripped from its body and into the gem in its attackers hand, that was the last image that the Drakon ever saw as its body fell to the ground. No turning into gold dust, as its soul could not return to reform in tartarus.
Up on Olympus
"...told you." Was the only sound, brought by Poseidon, in the palace of the gods. They really couldn't say anything else, this morta-..no not mortal this...whatever Njal was just rendered part of fate obsolete with three word. That language, those words, they were immensely powerful. Powerful enough to stop an aspect of fate from occurring, the thought was….unnerving to the gods.
"All in favor for bringing him here for interrogation." Said Zeus. Every god raised their hand. They wanted answers.
"That will not be necessary sky god. I can answer any question you have now in return for your answer to this. Why are you watching me?" A voice said….from the image. The gods all looked to the image to see Njal..staring right at them.
"Well….I'm waiting."