He likes it silent. The deep blue sea where he is. The calmness that eases him from his worries. Worries that he might be a human, or a Demi. Bearing no power of his own.
An earthquake shook the waters and came dramatically a god in his human form. Held in his hand is a trident, a water trident.
For others, they must be surprised or shocked at the scene but he's used to it.
For his whole life the god had been preparing him to be like Hercules.
"Did you not seek me for that important matter that your father and I need to talk about?" He faced the god and answered "I'm sorry but you know me. I don't talk with father personally." He paused. "I might as be insane for seeing only his shadow. By all means, the mother tries to keep me sane from the beginning." As he continued.
"He might not be an effective father to you but you know he's my brother. And no matter how you hate him. He's still your father and you should respect him." Poseidon answered. "And you know that we have enemies. Powerful ones that are trying to pry our weaknesses. Their technology is growing. I'm afraid that these nonhuman existence will try to take down Olympus." "Knowing that his own son disrespects him. You already know what will happen."
"I know what will happen. But I'm deliberately sought for by my father for again leaving his house. He's got eyes everywhere. He is going to send those demis again. And no matter how I try to respect him. If I don't want to, I just couldn't." the young man answered.
"I can sense it Hereus. They're coming."
"We don't we start a little competition? As an excuse for my absence at Olymp?""I will fight your most vicious and loving cyclops."
"I'm afraid Cyclops will not do it. Knowing him, he does not want to fight a cousin."
"Just a challenge of our strengths will do? He loves to brag his strength, does he?"
"Yes of course. He does."
"But do you think you can win over him? I expect your brother Hercules to wrestle him and win. But no offense, can you do it?"
"I think I can." "Anyway this is just going to be an excuse isn't it?"
"Yes."
The god doubt Hereus. But him forcibly asking for the competition, he will not let his nephew down.
Poseidon sunk into the deep and after a few moments came the Cyclops. He's more scarier than he last saw him. A small child with only his father to train him. More build for his body. And taller than before.
"Greetings. I presume that you and not Hercules sought my father for a small competition, Hereus?" the roaring voice that booms asked him and gave way in his mind."So you think I can't beat you is that it?" He thought.
"Yes I did. Didn't he tell you that I would like to measure your strength? Or he didn't tell you that I'm going to be the one who is challenging you? Tall-tales came from some human that they want to fight you for your monstrosity."
"It is not a tall-tale if you manage to fight me. And If monstrosity is your own definition of me. I gladly accept it as a compliment." the monster was definitely smirking.
Then Hereus remembered the demis that his father sent to get him. "So that's why he's smirking eh? Good game."
"Those were not the demis that he sent last time? Newly formed ones?"
One of the demis stepped on the water. But not directly. "With those winged shoes, he'll hardly fall and drown. Wish I had those."
BINABASA MO ANG
My Pandora's Box
General FictionI found this thing or should I say a her, floating in the ocean. I don't know why I have to take her in, but THEY have something to do with all of this.
