1 Death Call

Droy didn't know how long he had been dead for.His body was still the same as always,a mascular mesomorph body with well developed arms, broad shoulders ,even fingers that seemed to have a mascular appearance too and a slim waist that brought it all together like an elaborate stone sculpture.Although,it felt as weightless as a feather as he floated around aimlessly with no sense whatsoever of direction in a strange space that kept changing colours as if he were swimming inside a rainbow.Strange sounds could be perceived but couldn't be made out as they just sounded like howls in the wind.No matter how much he called out all he got as a reply was his own echos repeatedly, and gradually decreasing in volume until they eventually faded into the unknown.Which Left him to his thoughts as he started remembering how he got here in the first place.

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It was three days before Droy's 15th birthday party.Summer break had started just a few days ago.Today as Droy walked home from the gym a clear blue cloudless sky could be seen with a paint of orange in the horizon as the sun set.As the day's last light hit his dark olive skin it induced a drowsy feeling that he couldn't help but think of satin sheets and white goose down pillows.

Droy's life could be defined not as boring but uneventful.Except from his work at the gym as an instructor ,there wasn't much in his life.He had no friends at school nor at home,the ones from the gym he saw them as more of colleagues than friends. Ofcourse he had tried making friends, but they were always on the move .If he made friends once they left he would always remain with the good memories.Good memories that would soon turn melancholic the more he thought about the good times.Rough life, right?

This led him to be self-reliant and reserved .Which further led him to pushing away anyone that came too close as he only saw them as another future sad memory.

Eventually he decided he would work on himself.This brought him to the gym at a young age.Wherever they would go he would always find it the same as the last.With bulky sweaty guys making strange noises alongside the good old sound of metal against another as weights were lifted and put back in place .'Now who's the big brain ' he would think

He had tried asking over and over again why they just couldn't settle but he always got the same answer :"It's for your own good dear"and nothing more after the ruffling of the hair and a kiss on the forehead that always seemed to throw him off track .

Finally he had reached at his door of his single story home and alighted his train of thoughts realizing how much nothing exciting ever happened in his life and couldn't help but think 'Different day same old shit.'

Little did he know how cruel the fates were, but he was about to as they were about to turn his life inside out.I mean,I don't even get why Zeus pays them...It's like paying someone to mess with your life from time to time. But that's a story for another time..

As usual ,walking in he had called out to his mom and informed her of his arrival but he then suddenly felt something change inside him.He had this anger and fury in him he wanted to just grab something and smash like the Big Green ,and although he couldn't see it ,there was a mad fire in his eyes that could make a top of the food chain predator feel like prey with just a glance.But just as fast as the feeling came over him it had disappeared in an instant.

As he looked at his arm his fist was clenched tight ,but he soon realised his whole body was

trembling as if excited to fight something,someone and when he rubbed his forearm against his forehead he could see he was drenched in sweat.

He felt something wasn't right around here.In the air he could still somehow feel the lingering hostile energy that had come over him seconds ago ,but more so than that,his mother hadn't welcomed him yet.

One step before the next ,he found himself heading for the silver metallic bat by the side of the door.Grabbing it and holding onto it tightly one could almost hear the creaking of his phalanges.Droy took in several deep breaths to calm his nerves as he was feeling so much on edge he would react to the slightest of sounds .Steeling himself up Droy raised the bat above his right shoulder and started to move towards the sitting room.

Towards the danger...

'So this is natural when it comes to situations like this,I always thought those groups of kids in horror movies were stupid or had some weird fetish going towards the danger ,huh?' Droy thought to himself to keep the fear from paralysing him.

Walking towards the living room he could hear someone sobbing with an occasional cough.Immediately as he entered the room he noticed his mother sitting on a single floral one-seater couch.She was wearing a red dress with the helm just beneath the knees with her black apron and maple leafs design still on.She was curled up.Her head on her knees while her long black straight hair had fallen to the front,part of it covering her face being drenched in sweat and snot.

Standing beside her was a 1.8metres tall mascular man with well defined muscles that could be seen even through his Military attire that fit him tightly like a second skin.On his feet were menacing desert boots with golden metallic heels.As the man turned around the first thing that came to his mind was 'Military models.'

The man stood in front of him currently had golden bronze skin that seemed to give off a radiance that made the room glow in a warm colour .He had a red hair with shades of orange which gave the appearance of flames more than hair.He had beautiful facial features with a chiselled jawline and defined cheekbones ,a square jaw with smooth skin and no facial hair except the straight black eyebrows making Droy start to seriously consider there was something like Military models.

But all his fascination ended when looking into the man's edged eyes.They had pitch black pupils that seemed to have in them miniature furnaces burning brightly.Suddenly the image that had formed in his head of the man catwalking in military uniform crumbled and was replaced by a ruthless warrior watching a whole city burn in the foreground of a starless and moonless black night sky.

Fear started to seep into Droy's bones, freezing him in place as he stared at those ruthless angry eyes.

"Droy...you're home",his mother said ,surprised.

Immediately after he received a warm hug that seemed to make all his worries and fear dissapear.

Letting him go and pointing to the chair opposite her she tried to talk calmly as to not worry him more "Sit down dear.There are some things I want to tell you .The Time has come for me to explain things to you."She said in a soft tone.

As he sat down his heart was beating loud and fast like a steam train at full speed.He had been waiting for this moment for as long as he could remember.Now finally his questions were to be answered,he didn't know how to feel ,angry for why she didn't tell him earlier?, frightened at what had made her keep it a secret for this long?but at the end of the day he was happy things were going to come to light.

"I guess I should begin with introducing our guest,your meeting is long overdue.Son,this is your father."

Droy's expression didn't change ,he knew this had to be a joke .Some weird way of breaking the ice.Honestly the man by his side scared him.He had this domineering energy around him.

But as he looked at his mother's face he could see she was dead serious.Not even a

smile on her face as she tried to suppress a laugh.She was so poor at hiding her emotions and this was the confirmation Droy needed.Honestly speaking ,Droy could see some resemblance,the square jaw,the body symmetry, even his eyes, although he didn't want to accept the fact that he had the same edge and pitch black pupils as the man to his right.

"Hello son ,I hope we were to meet in a much better way than this,maybe in the battlefield unleashing death upon our enemies..."as he said this he raised his hand in a fist and the fire in his eyes burned more violently.Droy saw this but chose to keep quiet..This man really scared him

"Seraa...",his mother said,sighing

"...but alas,I was never a favourite of Alecto,Tisiphone and Magaera...but who needs those old hags when you have these babies"he said flexing his biceps."But enough of that...I'm Ares God of War and battle ,and as you mother told you ,your father.I would have liked to spend some time with you as well as Anna but as I've already informed her,I come bearing bad news.Son,you are to die in three days on the day you came to this world"