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Chapter 4:

Hawk appeared near the hearth of Olympus, where the Olympians were heatedly arguing with the Chinese gods about what had just happened. Zeus wanted to obliterate the young boy for harming his son, but knew that doing this would make him an enemy of one of his most valuable allies.

Hawk scowled as Artemis called out her own opinion, also wanting to kill the boy. He looked at the Olympians, waiting for their attention before speaking. "And this is suddenly his fault…how?"

Zeus growled, though it was clear from his flinch that he was slightly afraid of Hawk "He attacked my son!"

Hawk frowned. "If your son learnt how to control his own ego, and haven't developed your fatal flaw, power-lust, he wouldn't have had any reason to provoke him. It was your son's fault and no one else."

Athena scowled. "But if he continues this line of destruction-" Hawk abruptly cut her off.

"He won't. This isn't frequent. He haven't had a fit like this for a week ever since you thought that it was a good idea to try and visit him. He is learning to control himself, but he is still easily provoked at mentions of his past. I will not have this knowledge escaping to the enemy, or they will try more to provoke him. Your demigods are known for surviving the War of Manhattan. Now, let's see if they can survive his wrath if they provoke him. Lin Chung will not attack anyone that had nothing to do with the matter, but, if anyone tries to interfere, they will be considered his 'targets'."

"He is a powerful ally, but what could he do when he is an enemy?" Artemis challenged.

Hawk scowled at her, glaring daggers. "If your hunters or any campers provoke him, it would be the parent's, or your, fault. Not his. Never his."

Twin Masters looked into the seeing pool, a smirk curling at his lips. The boy had so much power. How useful he could be if he was an asset to them!

His eyebrows, if he had any, would've furrowed. Convincing the boy to join his cause will be harder, even with Lin Chung's lack of memories. He was already loyal to the ones who had rescued him from the Dimension. What would it take to turn Lin Chung on the ones who saved him?

Twin Masters frowned once again, before gesturing to the demigod. "Go. Get him. But leave him unharmed."

The demigod looked around. It was already getting late, yet the young boy that sat in the clearing did not seem to want to leave, sat there with his eyes closed. His grey hair seemed to glow silver in the moonlight, but the demigod payed no heed to it, clutching the dagger tightly in his hand. He had promised he wouldn't harm him, yet he had to knock him out somehow.

He clutched the hilt of his sword for reassurance as well as for support as he tried to sneak on the boy. The boy didn't seem to notice, and it was only when the sword's tip was on Lin Chung's neck did he actually look up to see the older demigod.

Herint dug the sword deeper into the clone's neck. Lin Chung looked at the blade for a moment, blinking. Only when he did it the second time did Herint actually realise that Lin Chung's eyes were still lost, forgotten, and - the one dangerous thing to him - full of fury.

This made his grip on the dagger loosen slightly, before he nearly dropped it. Lin Chung took advantage of this, kicking the demigod back as he stumbled to his feet. Herint groaned as he crashed into a tree, before he charged Lin Chug again, and stabbed to the right. Lin Chung dodged the blow, ducking and sweeping Herint's legs from under him. Herint landed hard on his back, but was up again at moment's notice.

He struck once more, only for Lin Chung to skilfully block the strike with his bamboo staff that had appeared out of nowhere. Lin Chung started a series of downward slashes, forcing Herint to back away and be put on the defensive. He was soon on his back, crawling away from the still raging mortal.

Lin Chung didn't seem to be aware of this, though, and his strikes became more and more relentless, before his staff's point found his opponent's throat. Herint gulped visibly. He had underestimated the boy. The boy's eyes glowed. He knew he was not supposed to harm him, but what would the master say if he returned without the prize?

Herint immediately lashed out with his magic, causing Lin Chung to crash painfully into the trees. But the six-year-old child recovered quickly and disappeared. Heirnt put his guard up, knowing that although Lin Chung could've gone to get the some campers, or even the gods, he, Herint, had mentally issued a challenge, that, if what Twin Masters said about Lin Chung was true, the boy wouldn't back away from.

He was right. Not a second after his musings did the air rush past his shoulder, and the sword brush his shoulder as Herint dodged the strike. Lin Chung was still on his feet, waiting for the demigod to charge before striking.

Herint charged.

Lin Chung ducked and dogged each blow, falling into a sort of trance, feeling the exhilaration of a good battle once again as he and the demigod exchanged blows. He wasn't training and there was no one to hold him back. Herint lashed out once more, only for Lin Chung to block it with his own magic. Using the same magic, he slammed Herint into a boulder, where Herint crumpled to the floor.

Currently, the only thing that was keeping him alive and still breathing was Twin Masters' blessing. Herint knew that without the master's blessing, he would be long dead. The boy moved with an unpredictability that he couldn't possibly hope to comprehend, yet Herint had managed to last this long.

Lin Chung looked at Herint out of narrowed eyes, staff point once again on his throat. Herint panted heavily. "I-I yield." Lin Chung removed the staff, satisfied, before Herint felt a strong pair of arm grab him, and another sword's point at his throat. He looked at the young boy, but Lin Chung haven't moved.

He felt his heart drop as he slowly turned around, to find a pair of light amber eyes glaring back at him.

Suddenly, a voice floated over to them, and Herint nearly sighed in relief. "Release the demigod or this one dies."

Hawk turned sharply at Twin Masters, growling under his breath. Lin Chung was currently struggling under Twin Masters' grip. Twin Masters' eyes were glowing ominously.

Lin Chung snarled as his own eyes lighted up. "Let go of me!" Twin Masters was nearly flung back, but kept a good grip on the boy, forcing a metal collar around him.

Lin Chung growled again as he tried to lash out once more, but screaming as something invisible attacked him once again. Hawk's eyes widened. What was that? Hawk frowned, doing some quick mental calculations. The demigod that he was holding onto couldn't have been doing it, and Twin Masters didn't know such a complicated spell. He himself wasn't doing anything, or he would've stopped-

He mentally swore at Twin Masters. The only one who could actually harm Lin Chung was Lin Chung himself. The magic that he was using…it was being used against him. He was hurting himself! Hawk looked at the mortal, who, by now, had dropped to his knees, his eyes wide, though he was still struggling.

Hawk looked at Twin Masters. "How do I know your word can be trusted?"

Twin Masters seemed satisfied at this. "I will return the boy first, as long as you swear on the River Styx to return Herint to me afterwards." Hawk nodded firmly.

"I swear it on the Styx." Thunder boomed overhead, and Twin Masters shoved the boy into Hawk's grasp. Hawk immediately released the boy, before flicking a hand at Twin Masters. Growling with anger, the pair disappeared in a small whirlwind.