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FAMINE IS HERE!", "count": "15", "submission_left_submission_id": "993410", "submission_left_file_name": "1364281_Dracolicoi_after_the_game.doc", "submission_right_submission_id": "1367763", "submission_right_file_name": "1924675_Dracolicoi_the_godly_tournament_part_2.doc" }, { "pool_id": "23936", "name": "The Godly Tournament", "description": "A series of stories relating Famine's first ever fight in a competition against other powerful godly beings!!", "count": "3", "submission_right_submission_id": "1367763", "submission_right_file_name": "1924675_Dracolicoi_the_godly_tournament_part_2.doc" } ], "description": "Well, I wrote this (started it a bit ago but finished it today) to increase more Famine's universe... who knew that the mythologies of the past and present were only one huge enormous dimension? And who thought that they would dispute which is the best pantheon in a fighting tournament? Well... here's what happens when Famine (at 11 years old) was inscribed to it by his father...\n\nNo Ares were injured in the production... though I cannot say the same about Kratos...\n\nFamine © [icon]AngyNoodle[/icon] and himself\n\nPS: Greek/Roman pantheon is the weakest of ALL the others... that's why mortals often fooled and defeated them easily.\n\nPSS: I'm NOT a fan of God of War... can you tell why? hehehe", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Well, I wrote this (started it a bit ago but finished it today) to increase more Famine's universe... who knew that the mythologies of the past and present were only one huge enormous dimension? And who thought that they would dispute which is the best pantheon in a fighting tournament? Well... here's what happens when Famine (at 11 years old) was inscribed to it by his father...

No Ares were injured in the production... though I cannot say the same about Kratos...

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PS: Greek/Roman pantheon is the weakest of ALL the others... that's why mortals often fooled and defeated them easily.

PSS: I'm NOT a fan of God of War... can you tell why? hehehe", "writing": "[center][b]The godly tournament\n(Part 1)[/b][/center]\n\nNormally, humans saw the supernatural world as a different cosmos one from the other. Little they know that, actually, the supernatural world is one and one only. And that sometimes, the ones from certain pantheon think they can beat the ones of another. In our realm, there are no several gods… it’s only dad. From him, our eldest brother and then us. After us are our other “brothers”, the angels. Others have several on the status of “god”. Of course, they all know my father is THE GOD. But anyways, when this started to happen, we decided that, in order to solve that problem that caused huge wars between great armies, a tournament with selected champions from each pantheon would face the others to give that year the title of “Best pantheon” to his or her own. These tournaments started when I was 9 and we never took part since dad was always busy and we were young. But that changed when we turned 11…\n\nFamine sat down at the table swinging his legs playfully as he waited with his siblings. No more than two minutes passed and the door opened; their father entered. They stood up in show of respect.\n\n“Good morning seedlings” smiled the father.\n\n“Good morning father” politely answered the four young horsemen. War and Famine both on their 11 years, at least in display, while Plague and War showed their early 20’s.\n\n“As you know the Godly Tournament will start tomorrow and I decided to inscribe one of you as our champion.\n\n“GREAT!” shouted War crunching her knuckles “I’ve been WAITING for this TOO LONG!”\n\n“There, there War, I’m not willing to risk just anyone” said The Engineer as he looked at his children. They showed something different. War was obviously excited, she was confrontation itself incarnated after all. Both Plague and Death seemed expectant, while Famine looked away. The wounds of his past were still fresh though it had been 4 years since that. The Engineer was aware of that and knew he needed to release all that energy. Just a few weeks ago the little one got the forgiveness of the ten thousand souls he absorbed during that time, meaning he could wield his hammer freely now.\n\n“But is OBVIOUS you’d pick me to battle!” argued War.\n\n“Shut up brat!” growled lightly Plague “You better wait for father’s decision before you begin proclaiming yourself the champion of the family.”\n\n“Plus, I might be as well a great foe to anyone” grinned Death.\n\n“Whatever…” sighed Famine looking at his siblings “Like if I care about that.”\n\n“Well you should” smirked The Engineer and took the inscription papyrus showing that the inscribed champion was Edward Virgilius Lycan Duval Morrigen Divine, Famine “Because YOU are the one fighting.”\n\n“WHAT?!” shouted at the same time the four.\n\n“B-but dad! I’m not a warrior like my brother and sisters! I’m but a…” started Famine but his father stopped him.\n\n“There, there seedling.” Smiled The Engineer “I want you to show that you can fight. You know all the martial arts your teachers have taught you… you learned quick and you have your hammer!”\n\n“But dad he’s a sassy little girl!” roared War.\n\n“DON’T CALL ME A GIRL!” roared Famine slamming his fist on the table sending a huge piece of it flying to the back of the room.\n\n“Now you see why I’m trusting in him?” smiled The Engineer looking at Famine who was surprised for what he just did “Famine, my little princess, I’m willing to trust in you because I want you to show all those who mocked of you for what happened four years ago, that you are a fine warrior that can defeat ANYONE.”\n\nFamine looked down. He only allowed Plague and his dad to treat him as a female, he liked it. And now his father said that all this was to prove to those who mocked him that he was better… shall he take the opportunity? The young lad looked at his hands, his naturally brown tanned skin, he clenched them into fists and raised the head decided.\n\n“I’ll make you proud father!” shouted Famine standing up with his clothes moving with him.\n\n“Good girl” smiled The Engineer as he turned around “Kids get ready, we’re leaving now!”\n\nThe four walked behind their father and rushed then their ways into their rooms, picking up clothing, weaponry in case of being necessary and all what they might need. The transport to the designated colosseum was not hard. No travel, no nothing. It was accessible only via portal, meaning they’d go into a vortex to reach the huge inn where all the parties stayed. Greeks tended to be kind of cheaters trying to poison or injury their opponents… reason why the rooms were protected with protective spells designed by The Engineer, no one was able to cancel them.\n\nFamine entered the portal after War. The Engineer was waiting for all the kids to go in first. And when Death passed, he entered closing the vortex. The noise there was outstandingly loud. All the other pantheons arguing and claiming they would win that year’s tournament… until they arrived. Then the silence dominated the place as some murmurs were heard. The other “Gods” were whispering in surprise. It was the very first time the Sionian pantheon entered and of course they were expecting who might be fighting. Was it The Engineer? Who might be? The only other two that seemed in age were the tall black haired girl and the slightly muscular male with pale hair. They five walked to the counted and The Engineer smiled talking to the attendant.\n\n“G-Good morning Engineer, is a pleasure to have you this year in the tournament.”\n\n“The pleasure is ours” smiled The Engineer.\n\n“So, you are entering, right? Or is it one of your elder two kids?” asked the attendant with a smile.\n\n“No, they won’t nor I” smiled The Engineer and pulling gently Famine he placed the hands on the shoulders of his little princess “My son Famine will enter.”\n\nThe clamors and whispers turned into claims of the others demanding to know why a kid would be fighting more experienced warriors? They all shouted, clamored and reclaimed. Famine flinched a bit against his father intimidated.\n\n“A-are you sure Sir?!” asked the attendant “I-I mean, he only has… what? 9, 10 years?”\n\n“I have 11” interrupted Famine.\n\n“Well, 11 years old…”\n\n“He might look that age but he’s older, he’ll do it great” said The Engineer, though he could notice the grimace War made at her twin.\n\n“If he’s making that runt enter, I bet my little spawn would be enough too” said a deep dark voice walking to them. The five turned around and saw the tall red skinned demon with large bull horns on the head.\n\n“Satan…” said The Engineer “I didn’t knew you entered this tournament.”\n\n“Engineer…” half snarled the demon “It will be the first time too”\n\n“And I’m gonna kick that faggot’s ass!” mocked a kid with fly-like goggles covering his pale grayish skin, dressed in ragged garbs.\n\n“I’m gonna kick yours Beelzebub!” roared Famine rushing to his cousin and standing in front of him.\n\n“There, there, kids, no need to fight now” said The Engineer holding Famine back “You’ll have the arena to show who’s stronger.”\n\nBoth leered at the other as their parents made the official inscription. Famine wore in that moment a thick fabric shirt, long furred coat, leather trousers and Viking-like boots. On the other hand, his cousin seemed to be nearly naked with a leather loincloth, ragged garbs and a collar with fangs. The demon had also his fly-like garment… certainly he was able to turn into a bug-like creature but he enjoyed displaying that in his more humanoid form.\n\nAfter finishing the inscription, they all parted ways to their rooms. The tournament would start the next morning and if everything was fine, it would end in within a week.\n\nThe morning came with a loud noise of steel clashing. Famine stood up worried by that. Certainly that would be his uncle and cousins cheating on all to win. He dressed and ran out of the room he shared with his father and his brother Death. After running down the hall he saw one of the Norse guys looking at the field. He was leaned against one of the columns, harmless, and holding a short war hammer. Famine recognized him immediately.\n\n“What’s going on Mister Thor?” asked Famine.\n\n“Some Greek mortal found a way here” he snickered “He’s kicking some Greek asses.”\n\n“Huh? W-what you mean?” asked Famine looking at the nearly naked guy wearing only a loincloth, boots and two swords, painted in ashes and with a red mark on the body.\n\n“He entered clamoring he’ll kill all gods and went right against the Greeks” Thor laughed “Then he said I’d be next, well, until I smacked him down with Mjolnir and he returned to the Greeks like dog with the tail between the legs.”\n\n“What a nuisance” sighed Famine as he started to walk to where the guy was “Um… what did you said was his name?”\n\n“I didn’t” laughed Thor “The lad said his name was Kratos.”\n\nFamine nodded and readied Judgment, his hammer, walking to where Zeus was trying to put up a fight on the mortal. The horseman laughed mentally.\n\n“Hey, Kratos!” shouted Famine and the guy turned around snarling at him.\n\n“WHO ARE YOU BITCH?!” asked the guy.\n\n“W-what you called me?!” shouted Famine making his hammer swirl to get ready.\n\n“You little bitch I’ll rape you before I snap your head with MY BARE HANDS!” Kratos jumped to Famine ready to slash at him.\n\n“Hmp…” Famine looked at the guy and with a brutal swing of his hammer he slammed half of Kratos body into the ground while his legs swung in the air splashing blood all over.\n\nThe Gods looking at the spectacle were surprised. Did the youngest son of The Engineer just split the guy bashing the Greeks in half? More than surprise some were shocked. Wasn’t supposed to be the Sionian pantheon one of the most benevolent? And they had a warrior that sadistic?! Specially a KID! \n\n“Hey Zeus!” said Famine smirking “If a mortal could bash you that easily, you’ll be the puniest of the pantheons!” \n\nThe other Gods laughed at the comment making the father of the Greek pantheon boil in anger. The little kid was mocking them and besides he just split that nuisance of Kratos in two! He had to make sure he faced Ares in the first round… that would show him.\n\nTwo hours later, Famine was standing in the arena next to Thor, with his cousin by his side. The magical slate above the seats started writing random names in the bracket of the tournament and Famine smiled seeing Beelzebub was faced against Morrigan, the Celtic Goddess of death. Meanwhile, he gulped seeing that his opponent would be Ares. Of course, he had to go and mock Zeus. Certainly he arranged the things. Famine nevertheless smiled after the first surprise. He’d prove that he was better than a god of war.\n\n“I hope you’re ready kid” said Ares laughing mocking at Famine “I won’t have mercy… I NEVER have it.”\n\n“Neither will I” smiled Famine politely.\n\n“Smile all you want, I’ll torn you limb by limb” stated Ares.\n\n“I thought killing was forbidden!” gasped Famine.\n\n“It is… but I’ll say I just got carried away” grinned Ares laughing as he walked away getting ready. Their battle was the first.\n\nFamine gulped but then he growled. He’d make sure Ares tasted his power. And to do it, he’d have to wait no more; all the other fighters started to move away since his battle was the first on the roster. He looked at Thor showing him a thumb up and Beelzebub mocking at him sticking his long reptilian tongue dedicating him a rude sign with the middle finger.\n\n“Well screw you” murmured Famine turning and looking at the black and red armored Greek so called God.\n\n“Scared?” laughed Ares as he drew a large sword with flames surrounding the steel.\n\n“Not at all” smirked Famine looking at his foe and measuring his strength. So far the horseman knew, Ares had be defeated once by a mere mortal, something that had never happened to him (Said mortal had just perished by his hammer not so long ago)\n\nWith a sonorous trumpet chorus the battle began and Ares recklessly launched himself to battle slashing right at Famine’s throat. the young horseman dodged with an elegant spin as the God of War tripped and had to use the hand to regain balance.\n\n“You little coward!” roared Ares rushing against Famine again.\n\n“There’s a difference between coward and intelligent adversary” smirked Famine dodging elegantly again the sword that this time slashed at his gut.\n\nFamine kept dodging the slashes Ares did to him with elegant moves and spins, even jumping using the God of War’s head to increase his height in the jumps, mocking that way the Greek. Ares grunted and decided to change a bit his strategy and summoned a flock of crows.\n\n“Let’s see what you think of this” smirked the Greek and the crows flew to Famine who was giving him the back just falling from a jump.\n\n“What?” Oh CROWS!” shouted the horseman and summoned his hammer wielding it like if it was a piece of papyrus smacking every crow that got near him. Ares looked in surprised at the speed display of the little one and he could hear Zeus demanding him to finish the horseman already.\n\n“Fine…” sighed Ares and rushed his way amongst the flock of crows getting his sword ready but the moment he thought a strike was precise, he felt the powerful stopping power of the horseman’s weapon blocking his sword and making it vibrate uncontrollably “W-what is this?!” shouted Ares.\n\n“The power of my defense” smiled Famine as he dodged a crow and grabbed it by the leg tossing it at Ares.\n\nThe God of War gasped looking at the flying bird and dodged swiftly slashing again at Famine who defended himself using the blunt part of his hammer. The constant clash of steel against steel screeched showing how Ares was unable to pass through Famine’s defense and proving that the horseman was indeed ready for a battle at his eleven years.\n\n“I’ll show the rest of the world that I’m powerful enough!” sentenced Famine as he blocked away a slash and made Ares flinch a little “And I’ll make my father proud!”\n\n“Yeah! Like you did four years ago? Naked and tied in a glass display on Balthazar’s dungeon? Hahaha” Ares mocked at Famine and the horseman remained quiet in his place. With he arms to the sides… his hammer fell to the ground and his father opened the eyes in surprise… that’s what he had feared… Famine getting stunned by something like that.\n\nThe God of War laughed and took the chance making a thrust but Famine raised his hand that became protected with a black gauntlet to make the sword slide away. Ares gasped surprised… so far he knew… the horseman had no armor yet!\n\n“Don’t ever… recall that” growled Famine and Ares looked at him surprised seeing how the little kid’s eyes were glowing, one red and the other blue, fire and ice.\n\n“W-what the heck?!” roared Ares and tried to retrieve his sword, but Famine had it gripped tightly with his hand that now instead of fingers had claws “D-damn it!”\n\n“I had planned on being soft…” started Famine “But now… I’ll show people… what happens if you mock ME!! THE BLACK RIDER!”\n\nFamine charged a punch and launched it at Ares. The Greek laughed thinking it would hurt nothing and he laughed more when Famine’s fist stopped barely reaching his chest.\n\n“What? Too scared to attaaaaaaaahhh”\n\nFamine had just used one finger in that. He hit Ares in the chest only with one finger making him roll to the edge of the arena and slam his back on the wall with a gasp as he let his head hanging over his chest, out of air and unconscious. The slate over the seats erased Ares’ name and Famine stood in golden letters and big on it claiming HE was the winner of the battle. Silence fell over everyone. The Engineer sighed in relief and the older brothers mimicked him as War was looking at her twin with the mouth open surprised of the power he had displayed. Suddenly the roars and cheers burst into the stadium claiming for the victory of Famine. The black horseman looked at his arm where the armor was now disappearing and smiled rising the fist as a sign of triumph.\n\n--- o ---\n\nThe resting room was now occupied by Thor, Quetzalcoatl (A large green scaled anthropomorphic snake with large feathered wings and golden Mayan attires) and Famine who were talking about how they managed to win their battles. The two elders congratulated the younger for such an impressive one fingered victory. Soon, Anubis entered with a quite scared look in the face.\n\n“What happened mister Anubis?” asked Famine.\n\n“That kid… you called him Beelzebub, right?”\n\n“Yes…” nodded Famine. It was a secret that he and the princes of hell were related, so he didn’t said it was his cousin.\n\n“Well… He just beat Morrigan” said Anubis but he was too cruel in the battle… even the referees reprehended him!”\n\n“He’s a demon not a godly being” argued Quetzalcoatl “You saw who his father is…”\n\n“Yeah… Satan…” sighed Thor “I thought the ice giants and Surt were evil… then I met that guy”\n\n“It’s only natural since he’s the total opposite to my father” said Famine in the moment the door opened and Beelzebub entered, barefeet, wearing only tribal garmets resembling insects, his fly goggles made with crystal and the leather loincloth stained in blood.\n\n“Darn I wanted to hear her scream…”\n\n“You idiot!” roared Famine and rushed to Beelzebub but was stopped by Anubis.\n\n“Easy there boy!” shouted the jackal Egyptian God “The rules are really strict and you shall not fight outside of the arena.”\n\n“Yeah… don’t you always follow the rules? Sissy faggy?” mocked Beelzebub.\n\n“Aggh! Don’t call me like that!!!” roared Famine “Asmodeous and Leviathan will smack you if they find out!”\n\n“Yeah, yeah, because big bros looove you that much right? COUSIN?”\n\n“Wait what?!” shouted Quetzalcoatl and Thor at the same time, Anubis on the other hand couldn’t speak.\n\n“Yeah! This faggot and myself… we’re…”\n\n“ENOUGH!” roared Satan as he entered the room with The Engineer by his side.\n\n“That information wasn’t supposed to be leaked” sighed The Engineer “Please keep the secret guys.”\n\n“N-No problem your highness” the trio of godly beings agreed.\n\n“Beel… to the room… NOW YOU SPAWN!” ordered Satan.\n\n“Yeah! Whatever!” he turned at Famine and stuck his tongue out “Bleeeh! See ya on the next round faggy!”\n\n“DON’T CALL ME FAGGY!” barked Famine as Beelzebub ran to his room.\n\n“Virgil…” said The Engineer.\n\n“Yes father?” asked the horseman, still hanging from Anubi’s paw.\n\n“What are you doing making Anubis carry you like that?”\n\n“Eh? Ah! sorry sorry” chuckled Anubis putting Famine back in the floor.\n\n“I’m outta here!” announced Satan as he turned around and whipped his tail at the door leaving.\n\n“Next battle will be quite more interesting” smiled Thor as he advanced to the door too.\n\n“Yeah… I’m facing Huitzilopochtli” said Quetzalcoatl “Who said we’d be facing each other?”\n\n“Wait…aren’t you both from the Aztec pantheon?” asked Anubis.\n\n“Oh! Yes, but I also have links to the Mayan Pantheon… meaning we did a coin toss and I ended up sided to the Mayan Pantheon this year” chuckled Quetzalcoatl “So I became their champion. Though I decided to inscribe myself with the name Quetzalcoatl instead of Kukulkán to prevent… you know… that kind of issues with the three k’s”\n\n“Oh right… that stuff humans will do in the future… darn they are SO stupid” sighed Anubis.\n\n“If they knew we talk like that about then… what would the think of their ‘Gods’” asked The Engineer.\n\n“We never asked them to call us like that” shrugged Thor “They assumed we were Gods.”\n\nThe three older godly beings walked out of the room laughing and The Engineer stood there looking at his sweaty son. Famine looked at his father and instead of an angered or disappointed face because of the argument with Beelzebub, he was smiling.\n\n“You did a quite good job out there” smiled the Engineer ruffling his son’s hair “And it seems that you already are becoming able to summon your armor”\n\n“Yeah… that scared me a bit… I didn’t know what happened but… I like what I saw, though it was kind of transparent, isn’t it?”\n\n“Yes but only because you weren’t powerful enough at that time, you were shocked and distracted.”\n\n“Anyway, I will do better next time! Who am I battling again?”\n\n“You’ll be facing…”\n\n“Me” smiled a kind voice from the door. Famine looked at the owner to find a female goddess wearing white robes with red decorations and a golden chain collar with several charms on it. she also was holding a shield and a sword. From behind her, ther was a golden decoration that resembled upside down wings and on her head, a golden crown featuring shapes of clouds rested behind her jet black hair “I had to come and see you little one, they say that you’re really powerful and for what I saw you did to Ares…”\n\n“Oh… I’m sorry for that, I didn’t mean to hurt him that much…” sighed Famine.\n\n“Don’t worry” smiled the female as she entered the room “My name is Amaterasu, I’ll be facing you next round, so let’s hope none of us gets too damaged ok?” she smiled kindly.\n\n“Sure” nodded smiling Famine “You’re really pretty mistress”\n\n“Thanks” smiled the goddess “I’m the goddess of Sun on the Japanese regions. Oh by the way I like your hair, looks really pretty”\n\n“Thanks!” smiled Famine.\n\n“Ok I’ll let you talk for a while” smiled The Engineer “And darling, make sure you control yourself next time ok? This is a friendly tournament”\n\n“Yes father” nodded Famine.\n\nThe Engineer left the room and Amaterasu sat next to Famine smiling as they talked and agreed on a fair battle with honor. After all, that was what Famine wanted, fair play and honor in the fight.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
The godly tournament
(Part 1)


Normally, humans saw the supernatural world as a different cosmos one from the other. Little they know that, actually, the supernatural world is one and one only. And that sometimes, the ones from certain pantheon think they can beat the ones of another. In our realm, there are no several gods… it’s only dad. From him, our eldest brother and then us. After us are our other “brothers”, the angels. Others have several on the status of “god”. Of course, they all know my father is THE GOD. But anyways, when this started to happen, we decided that, in order to solve that problem that caused huge wars between great armies, a tournament with selected champions from each pantheon would face the others to give that year the title of “Best pantheon” to his or her own. These tournaments started when I was 9 and we never took part since dad was always busy and we were young. But that changed when we turned 11…

Famine sat down at the table swinging his legs playfully as he waited with his siblings. No more than two minutes passed and the door opened; their father entered. They stood up in show of respect.

“Good morning seedlings” smiled the father.

“Good morning father” politely answered the four young horsemen. War and Famine both on their 11 years, at least in display, while Plague and War showed their early 20’s.

“As you know the Godly Tournament will start tomorrow and I decided to inscribe one of you as our champion.

“GREAT!” shouted War crunching her knuckles “I’ve been WAITING for this TOO LONG!”

“There, there War, I’m not willing to risk just anyone” said The Engineer as he looked at his children. They showed something different. War was obviously excited, she was confrontation itself incarnated after all. Both Plague and Death seemed expectant, while Famine looked away. The wounds of his past were still fresh though it had been 4 years since that. The Engineer was aware of that and knew he needed to release all that energy. Just a few weeks ago the little one got the forgiveness of the ten thousand souls he absorbed during that time, meaning he could wield his hammer freely now.

“But is OBVIOUS you’d pick me to battle!” argued War.

“Shut up brat!” growled lightly Plague “You better wait for father’s decision before you begin proclaiming yourself the champion of the family.”

“Plus, I might be as well a great foe to anyone” grinned Death.

“Whatever…” sighed Famine looking at his siblings “Like if I care about that.”

“Well you should” smirked The Engineer and took the inscription papyrus showing that the inscribed champion was Edward Virgilius Lycan Duval Morrigen Divine, Famine “Because YOU are the one fighting.”

“WHAT?!” shouted at the same time the four.

“B-but dad! I’m not a warrior like my brother and sisters! I’m but a…” started Famine but his father stopped him.

“There, there seedling.” Smiled The Engineer “I want you to show that you can fight. You know all the martial arts your teachers have taught you… you learned quick and you have your hammer!”

“But dad he’s a sassy little girl!” roared War.

“DON’T CALL ME A GIRL!” roared Famine slamming his fist on the table sending a huge piece of it flying to the back of the room.

“Now you see why I’m trusting in him?” smiled The Engineer looking at Famine who was surprised for what he just did “Famine, my little princess, I’m willing to trust in you because I want you to show all those who mocked of you for what happened four years ago, that you are a fine warrior that can defeat ANYONE.”

Famine looked down. He only allowed Plague and his dad to treat him as a female, he liked it. And now his father said that all this was to prove to those who mocked him that he was better… shall he take the opportunity? The young lad looked at his hands, his naturally brown tanned skin, he clenched them into fists and raised the head decided.

“I’ll make you proud father!” shouted Famine standing up with his clothes moving with him.

“Good girl” smiled The Engineer as he turned around “Kids get ready, we’re leaving now!”

The four walked behind their father and rushed then their ways into their rooms, picking up clothing, weaponry in case of being necessary and all what they might need. The transport to the designated colosseum was not hard. No travel, no nothing. It was accessible only via portal, meaning they’d go into a vortex to reach the huge inn where all the parties stayed. Greeks tended to be kind of cheaters trying to poison or injury their opponents… reason why the rooms were protected with protective spells designed by The Engineer, no one was able to cancel them.

Famine entered the portal after War. The Engineer was waiting for all the kids to go in first. And when Death passed, he entered closing the vortex. The noise there was outstandingly loud. All the other pantheons arguing and claiming they would win that year’s tournament… until they arrived. Then the silence dominated the place as some murmurs were heard. The other “Gods” were whispering in surprise. It was the very first time the Sionian pantheon entered and of course they were expecting who might be fighting. Was it The Engineer? Who might be? The only other two that seemed in age were the tall black haired girl and the slightly muscular male with pale hair. They five walked to the counted and The Engineer smiled talking to the attendant.

“G-Good morning Engineer, is a pleasure to have you this year in the tournament.”

“The pleasure is ours” smiled The Engineer.

“So, you are entering, right? Or is it one of your elder two kids?” asked the attendant with a smile.

“No, they won’t nor I” smiled The Engineer and pulling gently Famine he placed the hands on the shoulders of his little princess “My son Famine will enter.”

The clamors and whispers turned into claims of the others demanding to know why a kid would be fighting more experienced warriors? They all shouted, clamored and reclaimed. Famine flinched a bit against his father intimidated.

“A-are you sure Sir?!” asked the attendant “I-I mean, he only has… what? 9, 10 years?”

“I have 11” interrupted Famine.

“Well, 11 years old…”

“He might look that age but he’s older, he’ll do it great” said The Engineer, though he could notice the grimace War made at her twin.

“If he’s making that runt enter, I bet my little spawn would be enough too” said a deep dark voice walking to them. The five turned around and saw the tall red skinned demon with large bull horns on the head.

“Satan…” said The Engineer “I didn’t knew you entered this tournament.”

“Engineer…” half snarled the demon “It will be the first time too”

“And I’m gonna kick that faggot’s ass!” mocked a kid with fly-like goggles covering his pale grayish skin, dressed in ragged garbs.

“I’m gonna kick yours Beelzebub!” roared Famine rushing to his cousin and standing in front of him.

“There, there, kids, no need to fight now” said The Engineer holding Famine back “You’ll have the arena to show who’s stronger.”

Both leered at the other as their parents made the official inscription. Famine wore in that moment a thick fabric shirt, long furred coat, leather trousers and Viking-like boots. On the other hand, his cousin seemed to be nearly naked with a leather loincloth, ragged garbs and a collar with fangs. The demon had also his fly-like garment… certainly he was able to turn into a bug-like creature but he enjoyed displaying that in his more humanoid form.

After finishing the inscription, they all parted ways to their rooms. The tournament would start the next morning and if everything was fine, it would end in within a week.

The morning came with a loud noise of steel clashing. Famine stood up worried by that. Certainly that would be his uncle and cousins cheating on all to win. He dressed and ran out of the room he shared with his father and his brother Death. After running down the hall he saw one of the Norse guys looking at the field. He was leaned against one of the columns, harmless, and holding a short war hammer. Famine recognized him immediately.

“What’s going on Mister Thor?” asked Famine.

“Some Greek mortal found a way here” he snickered “He’s kicking some Greek asses.”

“Huh? W-what you mean?” asked Famine looking at the nearly naked guy wearing only a loincloth, boots and two swords, painted in ashes and with a red mark on the body.

“He entered clamoring he’ll kill all gods and went right against the Greeks” Thor laughed “Then he said I’d be next, well, until I smacked him down with Mjolnir and he returned to the Greeks like dog with the tail between the legs.”

“What a nuisance” sighed Famine as he started to walk to where the guy was “Um… what did you said was his name?”

“I didn’t” laughed Thor “The lad said his name was Kratos.”

Famine nodded and readied Judgment, his hammer, walking to where Zeus was trying to put up a fight on the mortal. The horseman laughed mentally.

“Hey, Kratos!” shouted Famine and the guy turned around snarling at him.

“WHO ARE YOU BITCH?!” asked the guy.

“W-what you called me?!” shouted Famine making his hammer swirl to get ready.

“You little bitch I’ll rape you before I snap your head with MY BARE HANDS!” Kratos jumped to Famine ready to slash at him.

“Hmp…” Famine looked at the guy and with a brutal swing of his hammer he slammed half of Kratos body into the ground while his legs swung in the air splashing blood all over.

The Gods looking at the spectacle were surprised. Did the youngest son of The Engineer just split the guy bashing the Greeks in half? More than surprise some were shocked. Wasn’t supposed to be the Sionian pantheon one of the most benevolent? And they had a warrior that sadistic?! Specially a KID!

“Hey Zeus!” said Famine smirking “If a mortal could bash you that easily, you’ll be the puniest of the pantheons!”

The other Gods laughed at the comment making the father of the Greek pantheon boil in anger. The little kid was mocking them and besides he just split that nuisance of Kratos in two! He had to make sure he faced Ares in the first round… that would show him.

Two hours later, Famine was standing in the arena next to Thor, with his cousin by his side. The magical slate above the seats started writing random names in the bracket of the tournament and Famine smiled seeing Beelzebub was faced against Morrigan, the Celtic Goddess of death. Meanwhile, he gulped seeing that his opponent would be Ares. Of course, he had to go and mock Zeus. Certainly he arranged the things. Famine nevertheless smiled after the first surprise. He’d prove that he was better than a god of war.

“I hope you’re ready kid” said Ares laughing mocking at Famine “I won’t have mercy… I NEVER have it.”

“Neither will I” smiled Famine politely.

“Smile all you want, I’ll torn you limb by limb” stated Ares.

“I thought killing was forbidden!” gasped Famine.

“It is… but I’ll say I just got carried away” grinned Ares laughing as he walked away getting ready. Their battle was the first.

Famine gulped but then he growled. He’d make sure Ares tasted his power. And to do it, he’d have to wait no more; all the other fighters started to move away since his battle was the first on the roster. He looked at Thor showing him a thumb up and Beelzebub mocking at him sticking his long reptilian tongue dedicating him a rude sign with the middle finger.

“Well screw you” murmured Famine turning and looking at the black and red armored Greek so called God.

“Scared?” laughed Ares as he drew a large sword with flames surrounding the steel.

“Not at all” smirked Famine looking at his foe and measuring his strength. So far the horseman knew, Ares had be defeated once by a mere mortal, something that had never happened to him (Said mortal had just perished by his hammer not so long ago)

With a sonorous trumpet chorus the battle began and Ares recklessly launched himself to battle slashing right at Famine’s throat. the young horseman dodged with an elegant spin as the God of War tripped and had to use the hand to regain balance.

“You little coward!” roared Ares rushing against Famine again.

“There’s a difference between coward and intelligent adversary” smirked Famine dodging elegantly again the sword that this time slashed at his gut.

Famine kept dodging the slashes Ares did to him with elegant moves and spins, even jumping using the God of War’s head to increase his height in the jumps, mocking that way the Greek. Ares grunted and decided to change a bit his strategy and summoned a flock of crows.

“Let’s see what you think of this” smirked the Greek and the crows flew to Famine who was giving him the back just falling from a jump.

“What?” Oh CROWS!” shouted the horseman and summoned his hammer wielding it like if it was a piece of papyrus smacking every crow that got near him. Ares looked in surprised at the speed display of the little one and he could hear Zeus demanding him to finish the horseman already.

“Fine…” sighed Ares and rushed his way amongst the flock of crows getting his sword ready but the moment he thought a strike was precise, he felt the powerful stopping power of the horseman’s weapon blocking his sword and making it vibrate uncontrollably “W-what is this?!” shouted Ares.

“The power of my defense” smiled Famine as he dodged a crow and grabbed it by the leg tossing it at Ares.

The God of War gasped looking at the flying bird and dodged swiftly slashing again at Famine who defended himself using the blunt part of his hammer. The constant clash of steel against steel screeched showing how Ares was unable to pass through Famine’s defense and proving that the horseman was indeed ready for a battle at his eleven years.

“I’ll show the rest of the world that I’m powerful enough!” sentenced Famine as he blocked away a slash and made Ares flinch a little “And I’ll make my father proud!”

“Yeah! Like you did four years ago? Naked and tied in a glass display on Balthazar’s dungeon? Hahaha” Ares mocked at Famine and the horseman remained quiet in his place. With he arms to the sides… his hammer fell to the ground and his father opened the eyes in surprise… that’s what he had feared… Famine getting stunned by something like that.

The God of War laughed and took the chance making a thrust but Famine raised his hand that became protected with a black gauntlet to make the sword slide away. Ares gasped surprised… so far he knew… the horseman had no armor yet!

“Don’t ever… recall that” growled Famine and Ares looked at him surprised seeing how the little kid’s eyes were glowing, one red and the other blue, fire and ice.

“W-what the heck?!” roared Ares and tried to retrieve his sword, but Famine had it gripped tightly with his hand that now instead of fingers had claws “D-damn it!”

“I had planned on being soft…” started Famine “But now… I’ll show people… what happens if you mock ME!! THE BLACK RIDER!”

Famine charged a punch and launched it at Ares. The Greek laughed thinking it would hurt nothing and he laughed more when Famine’s fist stopped barely reaching his chest.

“What? Too scared to attaaaaaaaahhh”

Famine had just used one finger in that. He hit Ares in the chest only with one finger making him roll to the edge of the arena and slam his back on the wall with a gasp as he let his head hanging over his chest, out of air and unconscious. The slate over the seats erased Ares’ name and Famine stood in golden letters and big on it claiming HE was the winner of the battle. Silence fell over everyone. The Engineer sighed in relief and the older brothers mimicked him as War was looking at her twin with the mouth open surprised of the power he had displayed. Suddenly the roars and cheers burst into the stadium claiming for the victory of Famine. The black horseman looked at his arm where the armor was now disappearing and smiled rising the fist as a sign of triumph.

--- o ---

The resting room was now occupied by Thor, Quetzalcoatl (A large green scaled anthropomorphic snake with large feathered wings and golden Mayan attires) and Famine who were talking about how they managed to win their battles. The two elders congratulated the younger for such an impressive one fingered victory. Soon, Anubis entered with a quite scared look in the face.

“What happened mister Anubis?” asked Famine.

“That kid… you called him Beelzebub, right?”

“Yes…” nodded Famine. It was a secret that he and the princes of hell were related, so he didn’t said it was his cousin.

“Well… He just beat Morrigan” said Anubis but he was too cruel in the battle… even the referees reprehended him!”

“He’s a demon not a godly being” argued Quetzalcoatl “You saw who his father is…”

“Yeah… Satan…” sighed Thor “I thought the ice giants and Surt were evil… then I met that guy”

“It’s only natural since he’s the total opposite to my father” said Famine in the moment the door opened and Beelzebub entered, barefeet, wearing only tribal garmets resembling insects, his fly goggles made with crystal and the leather loincloth stained in blood.

“Darn I wanted to hear her scream…”

“You idiot!” roared Famine and rushed to Beelzebub but was stopped by Anubis.

“Easy there boy!” shouted the jackal Egyptian God “The rules are really strict and you shall not fight outside of the arena.”

“Yeah… don’t you always follow the rules? Sissy faggy?” mocked Beelzebub.

“Aggh! Don’t call me like that!!!” roared Famine “Asmodeous and Leviathan will smack you if they find out!”

“Yeah, yeah, because big bros looove you that much right? COUSIN?”

“Wait what?!” shouted Quetzalcoatl and Thor at the same time, Anubis on the other hand couldn’t speak.

“Yeah! This faggot and myself… we’re…”

“ENOUGH!” roared Satan as he entered the room with The Engineer by his side.

“That information wasn’t supposed to be leaked” sighed The Engineer “Please keep the secret guys.”

“N-No problem your highness” the trio of godly beings agreed.

“Beel… to the room… NOW YOU SPAWN!” ordered Satan.

“Yeah! Whatever!” he turned at Famine and stuck his tongue out “Bleeeh! See ya on the next round faggy!”

“DON’T CALL ME FAGGY!” barked Famine as Beelzebub ran to his room.

“Virgil…” said The Engineer.

“Yes father?” asked the horseman, still hanging from Anubi’s paw.

“What are you doing making Anubis carry you like that?”

“Eh? Ah! sorry sorry” chuckled Anubis putting Famine back in the floor.

“I’m outta here!” announced Satan as he turned around and whipped his tail at the door leaving.

“Next battle will be quite more interesting” smiled Thor as he advanced to the door too.

“Yeah… I’m facing Huitzilopochtli” said Quetzalcoatl “Who said we’d be facing each other?”

“Wait…aren’t you both from the Aztec pantheon?” asked Anubis.

“Oh! Yes, but I also have links to the Mayan Pantheon… meaning we did a coin toss and I ended up sided to the Mayan Pantheon this year” chuckled Quetzalcoatl “So I became their champion. Though I decided to inscribe myself with the name Quetzalcoatl instead of Kukulkán to prevent… you know… that kind of issues with the three k’s”

“Oh right… that stuff humans will do in the future… darn they are SO stupid” sighed Anubis.

“If they knew we talk like that about then… what would the think of their ‘Gods’” asked The Engineer.

“We never asked them to call us like that” shrugged Thor “They assumed we were Gods.”

The three older godly beings walked out of the room laughing and The Engineer stood there looking at his sweaty son. Famine looked at his father and instead of an angered or disappointed face because of the argument with Beelzebub, he was smiling.

“You did a quite good job out there” smiled the Engineer ruffling his son’s hair “And it seems that you already are becoming able to summon your armor”

“Yeah… that scared me a bit… I didn’t know what happened but… I like what I saw, though it was kind of transparent, isn’t it?”

“Yes but only because you weren’t powerful enough at that time, you were shocked and distracted.”

“Anyway, I will do better next time! Who am I battling again?”

“You’ll be facing…”

“Me” smiled a kind voice from the door. Famine looked at the owner to find a female goddess wearing white robes with red decorations and a golden chain collar with several charms on it. she also was holding a shield and a sword. From behind her, ther was a golden decoration that resembled upside down wings and on her head, a golden crown featuring shapes of clouds rested behind her jet black hair “I had to come and see you little one, they say that you’re really powerful and for what I saw you did to Ares…”

“Oh… I’m sorry for that, I didn’t mean to hurt him that much…” sighed Famine.

“Don’t worry” smiled the female as she entered the room “My name is Amaterasu, I’ll be facing you next round, so let’s hope none of us gets too damaged ok?” she smiled kindly.

“Sure” nodded smiling Famine “You’re really pretty mistress”

“Thanks” smiled the goddess “I’m the goddess of Sun on the Japanese regions. Oh by the way I like your hair, looks really pretty”

“Thanks!” smiled Famine.

“Ok I’ll let you talk for a while” smiled The Engineer “And darling, make sure you control yourself next time ok? This is a friendly tournament”

“Yes father” nodded Famine.

The Engineer left the room and Amaterasu sat next to Famine smiling as they talked and agreed on a fair battle with honor. After all, that was what Famine wanted, fair play and honor in the fight.

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