Rise of Ouranos (ReWrite)

Chapter 16

As Nyx and Gaea disappeared from his sight, Ouranos sat on his chair, reflecting upon what had really happened in the cave.

~FLASHBACK~

"Keto! Phorcys! It's time!" He heard Hydros ordering the other two, but Ouranos couldn't focus in anything but Tartarus. The who situation was played out so he was distracted and not able to stop the ritual. Tartarus could know that he was going to be beaten, but was trying his best not to fall down.

Ouranos needed this bastards down and down fast. He ignored at the time what kind of ritual Hydros was about to perform, but since Tartarus was doing the impossible to keep his attention on him, he figured that it would be bad for him and he'd try to stop them.

"So weird to see the Lord of the Sky worried for his... descendants." Tartarus mocked him. Ouranos simply frowned at him. "One could think you care about this bastards more than your previous kids... Ohh, how disappointed would be Kronos when he finds out..."

"You're telling Kronos nothing, Tartarus... Or do I have to remind you what happened to your kids with Gaea after Kronos rose to power?" Tartarus' tantalizing smirk disappeared and was plastered all over Ouranos'. How fast did the roles change.

"Luckily, she won't need to stand you for longer!" With a last scream, Tartarus lunged at Ouranos, who stood his ground. Like a bull to a wall, Tartarus slammed onto Ouranos and sent them both flying to the walls of the cave. Ouranos quickly responded with a punch of his own, sending Tartarus to the ground. However, Tartarus was far from being defeated.

Both enemies were drawing strengths from old and un-healed vengeances, as neither were able to confront the other when they were the most power beings of the universe. Before the Titans and Giants and Gods were even created. Tartarus and Ouranos were created of different ways, but the power radiating from them was enough to scare anyone.

"I can do this all day..." Ouranos tantalized Tartarus, raising his fists in front of his face. Instead of an insult, like it was planned, Tartarus took it as a warning and, frowning, pulled out his weapons. Ouranos could defend his body and stand for a long time, but Tartarus knew that getting tired quickly from drawing punches would make his defeat inevitable. "So, round two?"

"As if you never dreamed of cutting me in little pieces..." Tartarus could see he had touched a nerve in Ouranos and congratulated because of that. Apparently, Kronos and the whole situation of being cut to pieces was still sensitive for him. "Planning on solving a puzzle, Ouranos? Put me together again to entertain yourself for eternity...? Thought you were different..."

Ouranos' rage didn't know boundaries as the taunts and joked came his way. Without thinking -he could admit to himself later that he didn't know what exactly had happened- he launched to Tartarus and grabbed him by the neck, surprising the old Primordial. With a smirk worthy of Evil, Ouranos started to squeezed his hand around his neck until Tartarus lost conscience.

In a sadistic act afterwards, he opened his mouth with his hands and tore him in half.

Ouranos knew that Tartarus wasn't completely dead. No Primordial is completely dead. His conscience would regroup in the Pit and reform his body, but it would take several millenniums for him to do that.

The battle couldn't have lasted more than five minutes, but to Ouranos it felt like an eternity. He didn't have a clue if Cronos had something to do with it or it was his own perception, but at the time he didn't care. Panting because of his anger, he turned to see the rest of the immortal in the cave. Keto and Phorcys had long escaped the cave, a smart move if they ever did one, but Ouranos knew that it was only a matter of time before he crossed paths with them again. That time, he wouldn't be so benevolent. The only one left in the cave, besides his still drug-asleep kids, was Hydros.