Chapter 120: We've Always Shared One Heart, Pt 2
Hades blasted the Black God with blue fire, but his power seemed to be a mere nuisance to the raging beast and he winced, as the Chernabog swooped down and his talon grazed the former God of the Underworld's face. He glared at the monster, as he swept up again and he touched the cut on his face, as it bled. Persephone sided up to him and glanced at Ravenna.
"We need to get that flame away from her," she said, as the beast dove on them again and she chucked another lightning bolt at him. But it just made him more angry and volatile, as he roared and set his sights on Snow and David, but they held their own.
"That's what I don't understand...Prometheus' flame. It's to be wielded by heroes. Prometheus never intended the Gods to use it so I don't even know how Hermes had it," Persephone lamented and that's when he realized something.
"That's it..." Hades exclaimed.
"What?" she asked.
"Hermes couldn't wield it...that's why he held onto it for so long. He needed a mortal to use it," he replied. She pondered that and it made perfect sense.
"I get that, but Ravenna is no hero. She was never intended to be the mortal to wield it," she said and his eyes widened.
"That's it!" Hades exclaimed, as he ran toward Emma and she realized what he was thinking, as she joined him.
"Emma...you need to get that flame from her. It's meant for mortals to use, but only in the way Prometheus intended. Ravenna is merely using it to control the Chernabog, but it is capable of so much more in the hands of a hero," he explained.
"I don't understand any of that, but if getting it away from her means stopping this thing, I'm on it," she responded, as she charged toward the Queen, which only brought the Chernabog swooping down on her, as he rained fire.
"Emma!" David cried and Snow prodded him to go to their daughter. He clutched the hilt of his sword and charged the beast, but the Chernabog batted him away with one of its wings. He hit the floor and slid underneath the beast before he could be hit again.
"Give me the flame..." Emma warned, as she held her glowing hands out toward the Queen. Ravenna smirked.
"I think you'll regret asking for that!" the Queen growled and then cackled evilly, as the flame glowed at her command and sent a barrage of fire directly at the Savior.
"EMMA!" Snow cried in horror, fearing that her daughter was about to be engulfed in flames. Determination lined David's face, as he barreled toward her, hoping to make it in time. He didn't know if he would survive it, but he had to save his little girl. Emma let out a strangled gasp, as she saw her father jump in front of her.
"Daddy!" she cried, as she watched him hold his blade out and knew he was hoping it would block some of the flames.
"No!" she cried, as the Promethean flame seemed to engulf her father and she heard her mother let out an anguished cry.
"Well, I guess if I can't kill you...then I can at least make sure you're miserable by killing him," Ravenna said, in a pleased tone. But she frowned, as the flames began to swirl and the smoke cleared. Emma gasped, as she saw that her father was still standing there, completely unharmed and the entire chamber witnessed the Promethean flame circling her father's blade in a double helix-like design. He became entranced and surprised by it himself, as he looked to his family.
"Your blade, it seems, has been deemed worthy of Prometheus' flame. It's being reforged into a powerful new weapon," Hades deduced, as David looked at the blade and the flames absorbed into his weapon. It didn't look much different, but he could feel that it was. Ravenna cried out, as she noticed the flame was gone and she glared at them.
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