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Lightning crawled silently along the marble ribs of the palace as Zeus stepped fully into his role not as Diana's father, not as a host, but as the King of the Gods.
"I have noticed your powers, and your actions on Earth," Zeus said, voice echoing as though the sky itself were speaking through him.
"You wield great strength. Your existence has stirred ripples across dimensions, across this pantheon… across realities."
Arthur shifted his weight slightly, expression almost bored.
"And?"
Hera's fingers tightened on her throne's armrest.
Poseidon's trident hummed.
Aphrodite's eyes widened slightly amused by Arthur.
Hermes nearly choked on his own breath.
Hercules muttered something under his breath that sounded like "mortals these days…"
Only Zeus didn't bristle.
He laughed.
A thunderous, amused boom that rolled across Olympus.
"And," Zeus continued, "your power is an object of concern. I summoned you here for this reason."
He took a step closer, lightning webbing briefly across his shoulders.
"Tell me, Arthur Blackwynd…
Have you ever heard the tale of my first son?"
Arthur raised an eyebrow, but Zeus didn't wait.
His gaze turned distant.
"Before Olympus. Before crowns. Before even Hera's jealousies took shape… there was a child.
A son born not of lightning, but of darkness."
A low rumble shook the palace.
"He was my firstborn. My true heir by right of blood and creation."
Zeus's jaw tightened, eyes clouding with a quiet fury.
"The Fates warned me. They spoke of a prophecy:
The First Born will claw his way from the earth as a beast of bone and rage.
He will rip the Gods from their thrones.
He will take Olympus wearing a crown of skulls.
He will drink divine blood.
And he will end the line of Zeus."
A ripple of unease passed through the gods.
Even Athena leaned forward, fingers steepled.
Zeus's fist tightened.
"So I did what kings do when their kingdom is threatened."
His voice dropped, soft and dangerous.
"I cast him from Olympus. Buried him in the depths of the world.
Erased him from memory… so I would not have to face him."
He lifted his chin.
"That is how I prevented our doom."
Diana stood stone-still, her face somewhere between disappointment and grim understanding.
Arthur blinked once.
"…Cool story. What does this have to do with me?"
Hercules actually stepped forward, puffing up like he expected a brawl.
Hera's nostrils flared.
Zeus didn't react to the tone.
Instead, Hera's voice cut through the air, sharp as a blade.
"Another prophecy surfaced."
The room fell silent.
Every god in earshot turned toward her.
Hera's gaze swept Arthur with a cold look.
"A great darkness will rise and swallow Olympus.
One who wields the power of death shall slay the gods
and unleash chaos through the pantheon."
Diana's eyes widened.
"What?"
Arthur exhaled slowly.
"I see."
His tone remained disturbingly calm.
"So you brought me here because you think I fit that description."
Zeus nodded once.
"It remains to be seen. But until we verify.."
His eyes glowed an electric blue.
"..you shall remain here. In custody. For Olympus's safety."
Diana stepped forward sharply.
"Father, wait—!"
But Zeus wasn't addressing her.
Arthur laughed.
A short, deep, dangerous laugh.
A laugh that made several gods straighten.
A laugh that didn't belong to someone intimidated.
Arthur's violet eyes ignited.
The shadows in the hall bent toward him.
"Don't you think," Arthur said slowly, "that trying to imprison me is exactly how you make that prophecy come true…?"
Gasps.
A few gods reached for their weapons.
Hermes took a step back.
Athena's eyes sharpened.
Hercules cracked his knuckles, eager for a fight.
Aphrodite whispered, "He's bold…"
Arthur stepped forward, chin raised slightly.
"Here's the thing, God of No One."
The words hit the chamber like a thrown spear.
Even Poseidon drew a sharp breath. Hera stood up half from her throne.
Hermes mouthed "oh boy" silently.
Zeus's aura thickened, but he did not strike.
Arthur's voice dropped to a cold rumble.
"I will not accept being detained.
And if you try to bind me…
I am more than happy to show you just how real your fears can become."
Shadows swirled.
Violet fire flickered in his pupils.
Zeus's lightning answered.
Two storms, stared each other down.
Every god in Olympus waited for the first strike.
And Diana stepped between them hand raised, voice steady but shaking
"Arthur… Father… enough."
Hercules suddenly moved first.
Not a warning.
Not a word.
Just impact.
A blur of muscle and divine rage slammed into Arthur's side, sending him crashing through a marble pillar that exploded into dust and stone shards. Diana lunged.
"Hercules, STOP!"
but she was too late.
Hercules brushed past her like she was a breeze.
"Arrogant mortal," he spat, cracking his knuckles as he turned toward the settling dust.
He shot Zeus a confident nod.
"I'll drag him before you, Father. It's a waste of breath to reason with creatures like..."
He froze.
A violet flash split the dust cloud.
Then came the sound.
CRACK
Arthur's fist slammed into Hercules' chest so hard that the god's pupils shook in his skull. The blow hurled him backward like a meteor, smashing him through a golden column.
Gasps rippled through the hall.
Hermes swore under his breath.
Aphrodite covered her mouth.. blushing.
Arthur didn't give Hercules time to breathe.
He blurred forward, eyes glowing violet, Doomsday bone gauntlets forming around his fists like skeletal armor. He descended on the demigod with brutal, precise force punch after punch landing with shockwaves that cracked Olympus's floor.
Hercules roared and brought both arms up to block but Arthur's strength overwhelmed him, driving him backward step by step.
From the shadows near a column, Artemis released an arrow glowing with divine radiance swift, sure, and lethal.
Arthur didn't even look.
His hand shot up, catching it mid-air.
The arrow screeched against his palm before snapping in two.
Artemis's eyes widened. She had never seen a mortal break one of her arrows.
Hercules staggered to his feet, fury blazing.
"INSOLENT MORTAL!"
Arthur tilted his head, unimpressed.
"Mortal this, mortal that… aren't you technically a demigod?"
Hercules charged, shaking Olympus with each step, fists blazing with divine might. Arthur glided between the blows, body weaving through Hercules' swings with a predator's grace.
Ruler's Authority flickered tiny distortions that disrupted Hercules' balance.
Speed Step blurred Arthur's movements into streaks of violet.
He countered with shadow constructs, spears and blades forming from raw darkness in his hands, clashing against Hercules' gauntlets.
Every strike from Arthur landed with precision.
Every punch from Hercules hit nothing but air.
The gods watched in stunned silence.
Not because Hercules was losing, that was shocking enough, but because Arthur fought like someone who had done this a thousand times.
Zeus's hands tightened into fists, Poseidon leaned forward with newfound interest.
Aphrodite's breath hitched. "He fights beautifully…" she whispered, heart practically floating out of her chest.
Diana stood beside Zeus, voice strained.
"Father, call him off! This is unnecessary!"
Zeus did not look at her.
He was watching Arthur.
And he was no longer amused as if this confirmed his worries.
Arthur caught Hercules' next punch, twisted, and snapped the demigod's wrist with a clean, merciless crack.
Hercules howled.
Arthur grabbed his other arm ready to break it too
Lightning surged.
The air grew thick.
Zeus lightning wreathing his body in godlike fury, just about to intervene
And then
The world froze.
A presence stepped into the hall.
More like appeared.
No ripple, sound or warning.
Every god in Olympus, Zeus included went still.
Even Arthur paused, violet eyes narrowing.
Because the one who appeared…
The one who stood between Arthur and Zeus…
Was not a god.
Not exactly.
Something the Fates themselves bowed to.
The air turned cold.
She was simply there.
A young woman, casual, almost disarmingly so, skin pale as moonlight, dark hair loose around her shoulders, eyes ancient in a way that made even the Gods flinch.
Athena straightened with absolute reverence.
Zeus's lightning sputtered.
Because everyone knew who she was.
She smiled warmly, playfully, with the ease of an old friend slipping into a room she owned.
"Oh Arthur… trouble really does follow you everywhere."
Her eyes drifted across Olympus's grand hall, amused.
"Even here."
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