Neptune's POV
"FIGHTERS TO THE CENTER!" The announcer yells into the microphone.
We walk to the center of the arena and Jupiter smirks at me.
"Hello Jonathan." He says.
"Hello Alex." I almost growl.
He smirks,"I thought you said that you were never coming back here, you know after Kronos brought us here to make sure our training was complete."
"My plans changed." I growl.
"Well they're going to have to change again because I'm not going to lose to you." He says.
"BEGIN!" The announcer yells.
Speed takes off faster than my mind can process.
I'm so distracted I don't notice the lightning.
It shoots me in the shoulder, I hit the wall and fall to the ground.
I jump up, run at Jupiter, and smash the end of my trident into his nose.
He doesn't even flinch.
He grabs my trident and smacks me in the face. Again I hit the wall and fall to the ground.
I reach up and touch my now swollen cheek. I flinch at the pain.
He shoots more lightning at me an I roll to the side. He flys over and swings at me. I duck and he punches a huge chunk of the wall out.
He glares lightning at me. Literally.
I dodge and run towards the center for my trident. He makes a beeline to cut me off and I don't dodge in time. I hit the ground but jump up.
He comes at me and throws a right hook, I block and counter with an uppercut.
He rubs his jaw,"I actually felt that."
"Well then you're gonna feel this to." I say.
He runs at me and I run at him, we go for a punch at the same time and when our fists collide a boom echoes throughout the arena.
Now we're both pissed off, we fight each other, we're mad and we're not holding back.
He hits me in the face again, and it just fuels my anger.
I start hitting him repeatedly.
Chest, chin, chest, chin, chest, chin.
But it never seems hard enough.
I push myself even farther, my above god strength showing itself.
Chest, chin, chest, chin.
He finally gets the strength to block one of my hits and thrown one of his own.
It's weak.
I can tell he's tired.
Which is a shame.
Because I'm only just getting started.
My hits become so powerful and fast that small sonic booms begin coming up.
I finish with an uppercut and he flys back and lands with a thud.
I look at him, his face and chest are bruised, bloody, and broken.
I don't care.
He's suffered worse.
I mean I would know...
I am his older brother.
