Zane Williams and The Gods of Olympus

Chapter 36

WARNING: Read Son of Hercules (on Fanfiction.net) before reading this. Otherwise, skip this entire arc.

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(Zane POV)

"So...did you miss me?"

Those were the words I uttered to Matt and his unnamed friend after I had just got done laying the smackdown on Luke's candy ass, which by the way, had felt really good.

So, if you didn't know what had just happened, I'll give you a little bit of a recap. Luke, my mortal archenemy, and Iapetus, a Titan with crazy white hair and a janitor outfit along with a shield that has a chunk of Heavenly Diamond in it, for some unknown reason came over to Matt's universe, decimated their camp and tried to kill Matt. Then I showed up, kicked Iapetus' ass with my new massive sword, and had an absolutely titanic battle with Luke, who unfortunately escaped.

Caught up now? Alright.

Matt looked absolutely shell shocked, probably due to a combination of watching that epic fight and my appearance here. "Z-Zane. You're...here." Matt didn't really look any different from the last time I saw him.

Well, he did look considerably older, by almost a year, looking like a full-grown man now. He was taller and had more mass to him, but he still had the same old spike hair and the sleeveless cuirass, along with that cape he wore when we fought in this dimension well over a year ago.

I slapped him on the shoulder and brought him into a manly bro hug. "Of course I'm here, dude. My main big bad guy comes over to your dimension and starts fucking shit up, and you think I wouldn't show up to help?" I separated from him and turned my gaze over to the guy who had been standing by Matt in silence. "And who are you?" I asked, an easygoing smile on my face.

The guy looked familiar, almost eerily so. Hell, he looked nearly exactly like I did a few months ago, just blonde and with shorter hair. He was around the same height as me, just a couple inches shorter. He also was leaner than I was, but he was just as shredded and ripped.

The guy who looked like me was also in shock, although not as much as Matt was as he reacted quicker. He extended his hand to me. "My name is Malachi Stallard...son of Ouranos." The now named Malachi added the last part almost bitterly, as if he was completely ashamed of his bloodline.

Ah, so this was Malachi. I had seen him and how he had been possessed and captured by his father when me and Matt shared our memories with each other last year when the portal had been created by my training session. I took Malachi's hand, shaking it with a firm grip. "Name's Zane Williams, son of Zeus." Malachi looked at me in confusion and shock, as if wondering if what I was claiming was true.

I motioned to where Luke had escaped through a portal with Iapetus, something that still irked and irritated me. "I'm from the same dimension those guys were from. About a year ago, I came over and met Matt and everyone else. Apparently, you were captured by your father right after what happened in Scandinavia, so I doubt you know about it."

My explanation seemed to answer Malachi's questions, who only nodded in return. He still looked shaken up, by either the fight or just the general events of what had happened over here. "Well, that explains some of what has just transpired. But..." Malachi looked at me, looking like he was looking at his own reflection. "..why do you look like me? And why are you so powerful?"

I shrugged. "Not sure why we look alike. You look just like me without a beard, just with blond hair and a slightly different body type. We even sound the same." We actually really did. Both of our voices had the same pitch and same level of deepness. It was uncanny. "Perhaps you're this universe's version of me? I don't exist here and as far as I know, you don't exist where I'm from."