The Ancient Prophecy

42 : Ruthless revenge - Alk

"We attack from the back , which is less protected at night than the front of their base ." Alk pointed to a spot on a map that was spread out on his office desk ,"It also has lots of trees and plants around there so the army could be partially covered in case someone is there ."
Chrys nodded , a gloved hand on his chin "I think we should split up the army in two . A smaller part attacks the front , getting rid of the guards , while the bigger part attacks from the back , again splitting into two parts , one entering the base , the other guarding the back ."
"Good idea ." Alk says , his hand still on the map . He looked at the neatly drawn houses of the city and the mountains around it , trying to ignore Chrys' unsettling presence at his back . It is just an attack .. after I succed, I will finally get rid of this guy .
It was evening , the sun already set , the sky darkening . They would be attacking at midnight , which left the span of some hours to prepare the army and create a proper strategy .
"So now that we finished our strategy , you go ahead and make preparations for the army . I have some .. work to do . We will meet some meters away from the Resistence's base at midnight ." Alk said , finally turning his head to look at Chrys .
He nodded with a smile "Alright , make sure to not be late ." Then he said his goodbyes and left Alk's office .
Alk sighed . Finally .

***

I just have to make sure of it one more time... , Alk thought as he passed through the familiar thin corridors of the Resistence's base .
Then he was in front of Phedora's door again . He hesitated for a moment , his hand on the doorknob . Don't waste your time , you have to get back outside for the attack , Alk told himself . He twisted the knob and entered the room .
It looked the same as in all the other days he visited the room , hoping something would happen . But he was sure she was really lost .
At least she will not be a distraction anymore , Alk thought as he walked closer to the balcony . But he somehow felt guilty for thinking that .
Before he would do anything else , a sword was at his throat . He froze into place .
"So this is where you have been all those nights ?" a familiar voice said at his back . Chrys , Alk's eyes widened . Then he frowned . I knew there must have been something wrong with this guy ..
"So you have been visiting the Resistence base all this time ? Hm... does that not make you a traitor , general Alkaios ?" Chrys asked and Alk felt the smirk on the boy's lips "Honestly , I could have never guessed , with all your obsession of attacking them ."
Alk reached for the dagger at his belt . Then his arm moved slower than he expected . No no no no no... , Alk frowned harder . He's using the same trick that other son of Kronos used on me that one time ..
"You know ... I should report you to the eldest general for such behaviour ..." Chrys inched the sword closer to Alk's neck "..but I would rather do the thing my brother failed to do .."
His... brother ? , Alk's eyes widened again . You don't mean he's...
"You are Aemillius' brother .." Alk muttered .
"Good guessing ." Alk felt the son of Kronos smile again "You got my little brother into the Prison . He had a prepared destiny . He has been training for years to be a finder . I can not get him out ... but I can at least take his revenge for him ." he put the sword to Alk's troath , drawing blood .
Alk panicked . He looked around for any sign of anything that would help him escape . But sadly there was nothing he could do .
Then he felt his skin prickling and itching . It was somehow familiar . Then the sword at his throat lowered "Arh !" Chrys hissed and Alk heard him stumbling at his back .
Alk successfully moved himself to finally face the son of Kronos , the slow-motion spell now gone . Chrys had dropped his sword , now clutching at his left hand . When he finally looked at Alk , his mask of white smiles was gone , replaced by an expression of true rage . And also surprise "H-how did you do that ?" he asked Alk .
"Do what ?" Alk asked , confusion clear on his face .
"Burn me ."
"What..?" Alk said in disbelief . How could I burn him like that ? , he thought looking down at himself . Then that was the moment he realized his hands were of a red-ish pink . Then he felt his whole body hotter . He was sweating .
A memory popped into Alk's mind . The time he slashed that training dummy in half , as if his sword melted through it . The way the sword felt burning hot in his hand but left no burnt scars on them .
Realisation hit Alk . Maybe it is a power from my father , Hyperion . A power I never knew about .
Alk smirked at the son of Kronos , trying to look as confident as he could despite his fast beating heart "You are not the only one here that has powers , you know .."
Chrys smirked back "What are you gonna do then ? Put me in the Prison like you did to my brother ? If you told anyone about what happened here , I doubt anyone would belive you ." then he grinned with his white teeth "They love me . And also , do you know what half the generals talk about you ? They think you are just a reckless child that has gotten into the Finders by chance . They think you do not belong here ."
Can't say I'm surprised . Alk chuckled "So what ? If they have no spine to say it to my face then why would I care ? I have been working double their tasks since I got here to become a general . I have earned my title rightfully ."
"Then why ruin everything by becoming a traitor ?" Chrys continued to grin "They will not second-guess to kick you out or throw you in the Prison if I tell them everything you did ."
He's right , Alk lowered his head , looking at the floor of Phedora's room . He frowned "So I will make sure you will not ." Alk said , taking his bronze sword from its sheath . He still felt his hands burn . The bronze of his sword quickly got hotter too , now having a faint light to it .
Chrys stared with his gray-ish blue eyes at the burning sword in Alk's hand "What are you going to tell them when they'll notice I'm gone , huh ?" he got closer to Alk , still holding tightly at his injured hand "What will you tell your army that awaits outside this very building ?"
Alk frowned "I can always just tell them you died in combat while we were caught ." then , with a swiftly move , stabbed Chrys right through his chest . The demititans' eyes widened and Alk stepped back , taking his sword out , to see him doubling over , his good hand pressing at the deep wound .
"Do not worry , I will make sure to do your funeral rights properly ." Alk said , right before Chrys fell completly to the floor , his body now lifeless .

***

Alk carried Chrys' body though the dark and tight corridors of the base , getting out at the back .
As Chrys said , his army awaited through the trees for cover . He saw their shinning weapons in the moonlight .
The son of Hyperion put on an alarmed expression and proceeded to run to the group of demititans . When he got closer and out of the hearing span of the Resistence base , he proceeded to yell ,"Retreat ! We got caught ! Chrys got hurt !"
The first row of fighters speeded at Alk and took Chrys' body , helping him carry it . Then everyone ran back to the Finders' base .