Victorious Myth: Rising Of The Nike Familia (Danmachi x OC)

Bonds

The sun shined down on the carriage as the group rode along, making their way to Loralona Village. More than half the day has gone by and it's been an enjoyable ride of constant engagement, Evan and Beatrix began bonding from their first conversation. The sense of familiarity he felt upon first meeting her was fully understood, she knew him in his earliest years. It was as if an amazing, long lost aunt had come back into his life; so they began to make up for lost time. For 12 years they'd been away from each other, but their bond was evident in the comfort they showed as if they weren't away from each other for more than an hour. Almost immediately after hearing about their past they began to talk, Beatrix about her adventures and Evan about his life and dreams, both eager to learn about each other and rekindle their relationship.

Keeping the baby stories to a minimum, Beatrix told him about her time as an adventurer and the unforgettable moments in Hera Familia. She spoke about Teresa, the person she was; being the epitome of beautiful and strength. Some of the things she told him were similar to what his mother had told him, but to hear her closest friend tell him was a completely different story. To his discomfort she playfully told him the story of his conception, being positive he was made on the 50th floor of the dungeon; which was a Safe Zone. He didn't need to hear how that time became a threesome between her, Teresa and Zald, but she told him anyway. He was old enough to hear it, as he told her of having had a girlfriend and was sexually active, this story altered some of Sylphian's perceptions about the hero.

Evan processed the new information, inwardly cringing and moving on. He still had so many questions, about her, his parents, and even the dungeon. He wanted to be the greatest hero this word has ever seen, in a way he felt as if he were raised to be a hero. The way Beatrix spoke about his birth and his early years felt like the biggest example of his mother micromanaging his life. Still, he couldn't be too upset about it, he was on a path he happily chose himself, whether it was what she wanted or not. Speaking to Beatrix and hearing about her adventures continuously stoked his fire, hardening his resolve to become the greatest hero. 

"Did you know you were almost named, Heron 'Evan' Soba." Beatrix said, smiling with a knowing look.

"My name was almost Heron?!" Evan exclaimed, surprised from Beatrix' revelation.

"That's right. Zeus and Hera clashed over it. She suggested the name "Andreas" while Zeus wanted to name you "Heron", it nearly started a war game." The woman replied with a light chuckle.

"War game?"

"A sanctioned battle between familias."

"What about Teresa and Zald? Didn't my "Parents" have any say in the matter?"

"For reasons unknown, years prior; Teresa gave the goddess the right to name her first child. However since the father was a child of Zeus, that introduced complications."

Evan raised a brow, "Such as?"

"Children automatically become a member of whatever familia their parents belongs to. Seeing as yours were in different factions; that gave Zeus some right to you." A pleasant smile spread across her face, "Thank heaven for Percy or that situation could have become really bad."

"Who's Percy?"

"Zeus's vice captain. The short version is, Hera got her way in the end and you were named Andreas."

Nike smiled at Evan, "You should be happy Evan, they decided on wonderful names for you."

He lowered his head and crossed his arm, "What exactly does Heron mean? I'm told Andreas means brave, but did my potential name have a meaning?"

Beatrix brought a finger to her chin, "Hm, I'm not sure. But knowing Zeus it supposedly has a meaning in the divine tongue." All eyes fell on Nike.

"It means "Hero"." The goddess calmly spoke. "Zeus must have had high hopes to give you such a name."