Droy had just entered the room and closed the door behind him.Just as he was about to move towards his bed he stumbled and fell.Before it all started his mind shifted and he found himself in a lush meadow.
It was covered in green grass and white all over from the Daisy and dandelion wild flowers plaguing it. Straight ahead down the gentle slope was a silver meandering river.Along with its sparkling surface that entranced sight one could almost hear chimes from the smallest of bells ,reminding him of the Fairy bell ringer tale.
Right by his side was a great oak tree with huge branches hanging low ,on them were healthy green leaves with dew on them reflecting the light of the rising sun making the whole tree sparkle like a disco ball.
The chirping of different birds could be heard.But it wasn't disturbing in any way as it all blended together into a beautiful song.He felt calm and at peace here.
That was until his vision turned blood red.Then it begun.On his shoulder from the trapezius down the bicep he could feel as if a hot knife was carving out his skin.His heart felt like it was being enclosed inside the iron maiden with all the spikes he could feel piercing it.Inside his veins it felt more than blood,he had molten lava flowing in them.He could hear the faint sounds of war and the occasional booms of bombs in the background.His lungs burnt and his whole chest hurt as if a giant was sitting atop it.
Eventually the pain had died down .This whole time Droy had been writhing on the floor clutching his chest.His jaw was tight it almost cracked,his ears were ringing and the white in his eyes was almost completely red.He was out of breath and was breathing through his mouth as he realized this whole time he hadn't been breathing.
After drawing several deep breaths ,he had now calmed down enough to gather his thoughts and assess the situation.
He removed his dry-fit Nike shirt to have a look at his shoulder where he still felt a burning pain.When he laid his eyes on his shoulder,he had to blink twice to make sure his eyes were not playing tricks on him but the sight never changed.
Looking at his arm from the trapezius to his shoulder was what he could only describe as a shoulder armour tattoo.A greek meandros border pattern ran down from his trapezius to his upper bicep and around his left chest.Within this decorative border,on his deltoid, were swirls and figures that couldn't be made out.
The lines carved into his skin were deep gorges one could even see the white of his flesh.Slowly the gouges started to fill up with a red liquid ,his own blood.As the blood flowed slowly through the gouges filling it up Droy could feel a strange energy filling his body.Energizing him.
As the last of the white flesh disappeared beneath the blood river,the blood started to solidify and soon it's density was no different from his skin ,not only that but the sharp pain had gone with it too and it looked as if an artist had just drawn on his skin with red ink.The best way to define it was.A red tattoo.
Now that his shoulder wasn't a mess anymore ,much finer details could be made out from the red tattoo.The shoulder amour had a Greek decorative border of the meandros pattern.Inside it, above the shoulder on his deltoid was the head of an angry boar amid flames that didn't seem to burn it.On his chest amid the flames was a sideview Spartan helmet with a plume running from the front of the head to the back.Still red flames seemed to engulf it but not burn it.
Droy had a good idea of who had done this to him though he didn't know why.
"Does it have to do with what mom told me?About claiming me...did he just brand me?"Droy thought.
He didn't like any of this.
"He just comes in to my life ,claims to be my long lost father ,tells me I'm gonna die ,talks about it like a joke ,and then brands me?"
As this thoughts ran through his mind an immense anger filled his whole being.Ofcourse he was angry but not this angry.Never the less as the anger in him became thicker,the tattoo started pulsing with red light, increasing it's intensity with every angry thought and all bad experiences of the past that popped into his mind.
The glow grew in intensity so much that the whole left side of his face seemed to glow red from time to time due to the reflecting red pulses of light.
"AHHHH" ,Droy released a deep gattural yell that seemed to make the whole room shake.
He formed a fist with his left hand and drove it down on the floor with all his strength.Upon impact there was a clearly unexpected winner as the floor gave .His fist had created a Crater of considerable size with cracks running in all directions originating from it.Thank the gods it was a single story cottage.
All the stress ,all the pent up emotions that had been running wild around his body since he had arrived home ,the fear ,the confusion ,the anger, had been vented out through this.Before he could even analyze the damage he had caused ,Droy fell to the floor and was out cold.
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In her room ,right next to Droy's ,Anna had heard the piercing cry,the thunderous sound of the fist hitting against the floor ,and had also felt the slight shake it had caused.
"Sera...What have we done?"
A demigods true power often manifested once they uncovered their true identity.More often than not it was under bad circumstances and Ares had already forewarned her this might happen.
She really wanted to run to the room next door and hug him as tight as she could and comfort him but she knew she couldn't do much as she too didn't know much about what was going on.
Droy's room had gone quiet ,which worried her .A few more minutes of silence and it started to put here nerves on edge thinking the worst.After some more minutes and nothing, she couldn't take it anymore.She had decided to give him space but it was just impossible as her maternal instincts led her to his room where he found him on the floor and put him on his bed.To say the least she was terrified for him.It wasn't easy to know your days were numbered in this world.
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In a dark room, standing on one side was Droy, but he wasn't the only one .Standing to his left was another Droy ,identical to the first but different.This double had black empty sockets where his eyes would have been and inside them were small emrald flames burning bright ,in his right hand was a pitch black bident .Smouldering his skin that was riddled with scars we're the same emrald flames burning in his eyes.His face betrayed no emotion and although Droy was close enough to the shirtless figure he felt cold despite the flames.Infact he felt colder and he could see the mist from his breath.
Still the two of them weren't the only ones present in the dark room.Standing to his left further away from him than the emrald Droy was another Droy ,shirtless and scarred with empty eye sockets like the 'Emrald Droy', though this one had red and yellow flames burning in his eyes and Smouldering his skin.Another difference were the weapons in his hands.It wasn't just one nor were any of them a bident.In his left hand was a spear with a bronze spear head and a blood red shaft and on his right a bronze kopis.Similar to the first his face betrayed no emotion whatsoever.
Out of curiosity Droy moved toward the 'Red Droy'.As he got closer he noticed a difference between the two.The flames of the one on his left felt hot even from where he was standing.Although these two looked similar they were nothing alike.
As if from all directions a blaring horn was heard.The sound was loud and mighty , thunderous,that the ground trembled (or at least whatever it was they were standing on as it was all as dark as space even though they could clearly see each other)
Immediately after the mighty horn the heads of the two fire warriors turned towards each other and stared into each other.For a moment Droy felt like he was spectating an intense staring match.
That was until they all charged towards each other at the same time.As they reached the center they all swung their weapons.Their weapons crashed ,bronze against whatever black material the bident was made from.A loud thunderous sound was heard and emiting from the first strike was a pulse so strong Droy was pushed back.