DC: REBORN AS ZEUS (OMNIVERSE)

The walls were painted red like the floor and it went up high into a rounded ceiling. The ground was covered with a black carpet with a green 'H' embroidered on it. There were no torches and the light came from everywhere, dismissing all shadows.

Cursing my bad luck I took a step and a whip wrapped around my ankle. I was pulled off my feet and was dragged through the air before smashing into a pillar. I fell to the floor and rolled to my feet. My ankle spooled ichor into my sandal. I looked up at my attackers.

Three girls flew a few feet off the ground in front of me. They all looked the same. They were short at only about four and a half feet. Their crimson hair ran free down to their waists. They wore a red cloth over their flat chests and torn up, black wings sprouted from their back, each one almost their entire height. Another strip of cloth wrapped around their waists, barely reaching to half their thigh, leaving much to the imagination.

I dismissed it and looked at their weapons of choice. The girl on the left had a scourge

flail clutched in her hand. The handle wasn't long and at least ten stips of black leather hung down. On the end of each strip was a curved hook made of that lifeless black metal.

The girl on the right had a long red whip. It was just a normal one, besides the small spikes. The center girl had another red whip. But this one had large pieces of black metal along with it. Looking closer, I realized it could probably shorten into a sword. They all smiled down at me. I could see their thirst to inflict pain in their black eyes.

I turned off my invisibility to not waste energy. They could see me just fine. I grabbed a knife and threw it at the girl on the left. They split apart and surrounded me after landing. The flail girl laughed. Her voice was sweet and terrifying at the same time. Like a psychotic torturer.

"Look, Tisiphone! Another mind to break!"

"Son of Cronos," growled the one I assumed was Tisiphone. Her voice was scratchy and coarse. She had the sword-whip. "You were foolish to come here. We'll deal with this slowly." 

"Don't worry. They scream only at the start," the last girl said. She had a mature voice. While the first girl sounded insane, she sounded more mature. Cold and calculating.

I readied my kopides. There was no way I could fight all three of them at once. The range advantage was too big. Before I could move, Tisiphone's whip smacked across my bare chest. I reeled back as pain flared through my body. The sword-whip wrapped around my arm and tightened. Before I could grab it, the flail hooks stabbed into my side. I looked at the girl as she yanked it out, pulling out chunks of flesh.

"!%$@E!DFCSV^^!&^!@R!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and collapsed.

"Megaera. That's supposed to be a finishing move. We can't break him too early."

"No, but he's different! He drank from the River of Fire! He won't break!"

"In that case." The long whip wrapped around me and I was thrown into the ceiling. The obsidian cracked and I fell back down. The sword whip slashed across my back and created another laceration. The hooks on the flail caught me right under my chest and held me mid-air. The hooks pulled up a little more and Megaera pulled me up to her. I couldn't concentrate. The River of Fire seemed to be a blessing and a curse. I couldn't pass out from pain which may have been good, but now I had to sit through this torture.

Megaera leaned over to my ear. "I need you to survive only three more minutes son of Cronos." She put her foot on my shoulder. She kicked me down while pulling up her flail, tearing it out of my chest.

I smashed into a glass case and the shards cut me even more. I reached up and grabbed the pedestal to pull myself onto my feet. My hands were slippery with my blood. I could feel the cold girl's whips lash against anywhere they could. I grabbed what was on the pedestal and a cool feeling washed through me despite my burning body. I instantly focused on it and sat in the cool darkness for what felt like hours.

I exited the area and I was laying on a bed. The Titaness Hecate just finished wrapping

new bandages on my body. I tried to sit up and failed miserably, causing the white bandages to turn gold. Hecate huffed. She flipped her dark violet hair behind her head. She had grown it out and it ran down to the small of her back. The light seemed to come from every direction again and I speculated it was her torches.

I laid back down as Hecate took a deep breath and cast a spell and the bandages changed again but they left my midriff unwrapped. I could see gold scars across my pale skin. Hecate finished the bandages again and she looked at me with her lime green eyes. She wore a black tunic with a green belt.

"Good idea taking a stygian iron weapon. It saved you from lots of more pain." Hecate crossed her arms under her large chest. I didn't know if she was presenting them or if she found it uncomfortable or anything. I went for the latter as she wasn't that kind of person. I smiled and Hecate frowned.

"Yeah you may have saved yourself but your divinity is inside the weapon now. You bathed it in your blood. You probably don't remember, but when I finished fucking up my research I found you curled up on the floor with this bident. So I furnished it up for you." Hecate stood and brought over the pitchfork. It was eight feet of the black metal that I assumed was stygian iron. The prongs went out horizontally for a few inches before sharply turning up into rods that were a half foot long each. The end of the two prongs were long, leaf-shaped blades with serrated edges. Hecate gave me the bident and the cool metal calmed me down.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked. Not only was she nursing me, but she also gave me a weapon. Even if I couldn't use it, you'd never arm a prisoner."

Hecate smiled. "I've decided to switch sides. I've purposely failed my Ophiotaurus project under the ruse it simply couldn't work. Breaking the natural order of things or something. I'd say it's been nine years in the mortal world now. Everything seemed to have gone smoothly."

I shot up again, reopening a few more wounds. "NINE YEARS! I have to return to Olympus."

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