Bane La Mortis lives on the streets, every day being a battle for survival. But meets a man in a black cloak, he finds out that he is the son of Hades, King of the Underworld, Lord of the Dead and God of Wealth. But will he be able to prove himself...
Bane and Kaleb crouched behind a boulder as a procession of monsters lumbered by. Cyclops and Hydras, Manticores and Chimeras, every monster in Greek mythology were here in Tartarus.
And Bane and Kaleb had just walked into their home territory.
"Over there," Kaleb whispered, pointing towards a cave that the boys could hide in until the monsters had passed. And it looked like the line stretched for miles, possibly longer. Bane nodded and used the shadows to take them over there. The two boys slipped inside without any of the monsters seeing them.
Once they had checked to make sure there weren't any monster in there, Kaleb and Bane set up a small camp that they could pack up at a moment's notice.
As they sat around a small fire at the back of the cave, eating some bread, the boys looked at each other. They were trying to sense if they could trust each other. Hades had sent them to the entrance of Tartarus, where Bane had first jumped off, where they started following the Phlegethon River to the heart of Tartarus.
"Go to the heart of the Pit," Hades had told them, "Find the Elder Cyclopes and Hekatonkheires. They make sure the monsters don't escape their prisons, so something must have happened to them".
"Do you know who the Elder Cyclopes and Hekatonkheires are?" Kaleb asked Bane, breaking the silence.
"The Elder Cyclopes were the first three Cyclopes that forged Poseidon's Trident, Zeus' Master Bolt, and Hades Bident as well as Hera's Lotus-Tpped Staff and Demeter's Scythe," Bane said, remembering the books in his room.
"Yup," Kaleb agreed, "What about the other ones?".
"Aren't they children of Gaia and Tartarus like the Elder Cyclopes?" Bane asked.
"Yeah, they were these giants with fifty heads and a hundred arms".
"Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?" Bane chuckled.
"No," Kaleb said.
After a couple of hours of waiting and sleeping, the parade of monsters had finally passed. "Let's go," Kaleb said, grabbing his scythe and waving his hand to extinguish the fire.
"How you do that?" Bane asked, running to catch up.
"What? The fire?" Kaleb asked, raising an eyebrow, "My father is the Titan of Devastating Time. Eventually, Time comes for us all. I just made time speed up around the fire to the point where it would have died by itself".
"Scary," Bane commented.
"He was," Kaleb muttered.
"You mean you knew Kronos?" Bane asked, wondering how old Kaleb was.
Kaleb nodded. "I was born the night before the Olympians stormed Mount Othrys, the Titan's stronghold. I was to destroy the Gods if my father lost the war".
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"What happened?" Bane asked.
"I realised that my father couldn't make me do anything if he was in Tartarus. But he started to talk in my head, controlling me without me knowing it. I put myself in the tomb to stop my father".
Here's some backstory!
The first picture is, obviously, a Hydra.
The second picture is of Mount Othrys, the stronghold of the Titans during the Titanmonarchy. Othrys was the biggest mountain in Greece so the Gods took the second biggest mountain, Olympus.
