When we had arrived at the mountain I sensed a strong aura leaking from it. It was as if the mountain itself was the monster I was looking for. By the time we arrived I was ready for the worst. I was expecting this to be the toughest fight the three of us had ever experienced together. But we had enough training and enough time together. We had a plan and our individual powers had skyrocketed causing our combined potential to be virtually unstoppable.
As we began to climb the mountain a chill ran down my spine. As if someone was watching me. But when we finally reached the flattened peak of the mountain there stood a single person, seemingly human. As we approached I began questioning them asking why they began the apocalypse, and why they kept sending monsters to attack me. Instead of answering the questions the warlock just laughed and seemed to know exactly who I was.
"Hello Nico Di Angelo. I lt was only a matter of time before you came to visit me. Now prepare to die."
The warlock lunged at me and I sidestepped quickly but was still thrown backwards and felt a pain in my chest.
"Be careful" I announced to the others "He doesn't have to hit you to hurt you"
Zane and Micheal lept backwards to get out of range. I quickly summoned my blade and got ready to attack.
"Battle plan 13" I yelled to my fellow strikers.
I charged the warlock quickly trying to get a strike on him but missing as he turned to gas then reappeared behind me striking me away. When I got my footing I charged in again but this time changed my blade to death form and swung striking the opponent even when he was in mist although getting thrown backwards by a forcefield. The next time I attacked I moved too slow. When I tried to swing the being got behind me and placed his hand on my back causing my spirit to separate from my physical body and sending me flying.
When my spirit finally landed I tried to send myself back into my body but hit a wall instead.
"Young man" a strong voice calls "Come before us and tell us who you are"
I turn around realizing I'm infront of the gods
"You" I call out walking towards them "You have some explaining to do. How is it that I'm his son" I point to Xatuchu "Yet I get your aspect. And don't even try to act like you don't know who I am. How many people have you blessed in a dome in the past year"
I reach into the HSS draw my original blade and throw it at Vitipher the head God. As he dodges I turn to face Xatuchu
"And you" I yelled at my father "Why have you not helped us. Your supposed to be my father yet you've left me here to die. And why the Hell was it so difficult for me to use your power when I should've been born with it"
"Young man" Vitipher calls to me "If I may speak to you"
I quickly turn to face him "What do you want. And why are you looking at your hand like that"
"Because, when I tried to remove the blade that you just threw at me from my chair, the blade shocked me like it would any normal mortal trying to grab it" He Replies
"What do you mean. Your the one who enchanted it. It can't hurt you" I shoot back
"Not exactly" V answers "See I havn't blessed anyone within the dome. Infact you coming here is the first time we've been able to see inside the dome"
"That doesn't make sense. If a God doesn't bless your blade it automatically becomes the one of your father. So why wasn't it death" I yelled trying to understand what's happening
"I don't k-" Vitipher starts
"If I may Head God" Turis goddess of wisdom interrupts "In an old vision it was said that there would be a single child capable of wielding the master blade. The one sword capable of controlling all 13 elements"
"Yes, yes, I remember the vision but that's all it was Turis a vision there is no way it will ever come true" V rebuttals
"Here child" Turis says while creating the image of a sword in her hand "Have you seen this weapon before"
"Yes" I reply aggregated "It's the sword I'm currently using against the warlock. But what's the big deal about it"
The gods look at each other "Young Man, please show us the blade that you're wielding" Vitipher asks
I reach into the HHS and remove the blade from inside throwing it down infront of all the gods. As it lays on the ground the blade begins shooting an aura so strong it leaves the gods in awe. As we watch the blade begins to shine with the element of all the gods.
Turis and Vitipher look at eachother before casting their ability to detect if a demigod is their child. After a moment all other gods do the same thing and above my head a symbol of every God appears.
"W-wait... so I'm all of your children. How the hell is that possible" I ask all of the gods "Y'know what... I suddenly stopped caring. Just tell me how to get back to the fight so I can protect my friends"
"Um. Young man" Turis addressed me. "You've entered the spirit world. There is no way back."
I stood there staring at her and all the other gods.
"There, There's no way. There has to be a way. There's always a way." I plead with them "I have to help my friend. I can't let my brother die" I turned to Turis quickly " Your son is in there, he's fighting for his life in that dome as we speak" I begin to cry softly " He's protected me and my brother for so long, and now I just have to sit here and wait untill he dies to be able to see him again? What about Michael, he's not a Demi-God, he's purely human, will I ever see him again?"
I begin to enter a raged mode releasing a large Dark Aura.
"NO" I turn to look at V "I'm leaving whether fate wants it or not, you said it yourself, you and the fates can't control what's happening within the dome, so they can't control whether I make it back in or not" I turn quickly and sprint to the edge of the large platform.