OST

Dark King fired off several black bolts of magic, forcing me to dodge them with haste from the shear speed of them. I rolled to my left and the instant my feet hit the ground, I bolted at the bastard. Before I could get close he summoned fifteen skeleton ponies in armor and sent them at me. I used my staff to take out three with good hard strikes to their heads before it shattered. In hindsight, using a staff made of crystal may not have been the best idea, because now my hands were cut up. Not bad, mind you, my gloves prevented most of the shards from getting through, but the larger shards cut through and left light cuts. Just glad it wasn't a sword I was using.

I didn't pause a beat and grabbed a skelepony by its neck bones and ripped it's head, and spine, off and used it to smash another skelepony like a ball-n-chain.

Five down, ten to go.

I then spartan kicked in front of me and sent a skull flying through a stain glass window, shattering that too, then in the same instant, I used the same leg and shot a kick behind me, hearing and feeling the satisfying crunch and breaking of bones. Two more tried to bum rush me. I stepped back, causing them to stumble as to not crash into the other, and grabbed their heads before slamming them together and turning them both to dust. One managed to sneak past me and sunk it's teeth into my shoulder, making me roar in pain. It didn't get through the jacket, but have you ever been bitten by a horse, especially an undead one? That shit HURTS!!! I grabbed its head and threw it to the ground, where I finished it off with a good old fashioned curb stomp to the skull.

Ten down, five to go.

The last five weren't taking chances and they all rushed me. I mentally smirked, my outward face showing no emotion, and charged at them in return. I met them by grabbing the first and slamming it into the one on my right, the back handed the one to my left as hard as I could, knocking the skull off like a golf ball. The other two attacked from two angles, one jumping at me high, the other rushing at me low. I simply stomped the low while pulling off an anime worthy uppercut to the high, making it spin like a wheel in midair like a cartoon. I finished it off by driving my elbow into its spine at the right moment, snapping it in half. The first two survived the crash I made them do and rushed me again, either ignoring that their buddies just failed or just oblivious, I don't know. What I do know is that I nearly busted out laughing at what greeted my eyes. The two skeleponies had their bones mixed up and now they looked like a deformed mutant. I took care of them, it, them, AGH!! I took care of it by sending a kick their way that would've made most soccer pros green with envy. The moment the hit the wall and turned to a pile of bones, I could've sworn that I heard a Mexican scream out, 'GOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL!!!!!'.

I turned back to Dark King in time to catch a black crystal in the gut. It dragged my a few yards before stopping, the momentum sending me right into a pillar. I slid to the floor in pain, shakily standing up. I could feel my back screaming in agony, my whole body demanding I stop. Damn, really wish I had some ambrosia right now. I looked up just in time to side step another black crystal that would've taken my head. I ran straight at Dark King and ducked under a blast of magic and drove my fist into his snout, feeling something break.

I didn't stop there. I immediately grabbed his throat with my left and began repeatedly punching his chest with my right fist. I knew he wore armor, but my adrenaline prevented me from feeling the pain of my no doubt broken hand as I kept driving blow after blow into his chest, bending the metal into flesh. I heard a few bones pop, must've broken his ribs, but kept at it till I finally felt the liquid fire in my hand. I stopped punching, but to start using my left hand that was still holding his throat to slam his head into the floor for about ten times before throwing him into another pillar, there's WAY too many pillars in the damn room!!

I didn't notice the black crystal till it was lodged in my back, missing the spine by an inch. I then felt a blast of magic hit me in the chest and shoved the crystal right through me, again just barely missing my organs, but it did break a few ribs. Dark King them bucked me hard, breaking more ribs as well as the crystal holding me, sending me flying. I bounced a few times before hearing gasps of horror.

Must've landed in front of the ponies. HERA DAMN, THIS HURTS!!!

I could hear one crying while another tried to cheer me on, though I could hear the crack in her voice. "Come on!!! You can do it, big guy!! You gotta be tougher than this!!" I heard a few nearly silent drips, tears falling I guess.

I heard another speak up, this one sounding southern. "Rainbow, it no use. Nothing could survive that kind of damage and you know it." Heh, if you only knew. I cut off anything else when I start to stand, earning a few gasps for my audience. I stood to my full high, my arms feeling limp.

I could hear one who sounded quiet, but her tone nearly made me obey. "You lay back down, right now mister! You're in no condition to do anything!!" I ignored them as I willed my arms to listen and reached for my chains.

Just in case any of you haven't guessed it, I'm a demigod. Son of a god and a human. And just like any other demigod, I always have a weapon on me. Now normally I wouldn't pull my weapon of choice out, but if I want to end this before I pass out from blood loss, then I need them. Now some of you may be wondering about where my weapon would be and why would reaching my chains help. Here's your answer, a demigods weapon can be disguised as nearly anything else. My friend, Josiah, has a metal wrist band that turns into a full sized shied and he can use it to go Captain America on his enemies. There's another kid, Percy I think, who had a pen that can turn into a three-four foot sword. Me? Well, I have my little friends.

I pulled at the chains, slowly drawing out my weapons. The shafts came first and the more I pulled, the longer they got until the blades came out. Before long, I had two large one handed scythes in my hands. They were pitch black with the skulls of monsters and humans engraved in silver. To me, it wasn't the color or the art on them that should send chills up spines, it's what they were made of.

You see, unlike most other Greek demigods, I didn't use Celestial Bronze. Instead I used Stygian Iron. Doesn't sound like much to a mortal, but look it up and you'll see that any weapon made from this metal has the power to kill both monsters and mortals. And as an added bonus, it sucks up the souls of those who are slain by them. Again, look it up.

As I held my scythes at my sides in reverse style, the silence was so deep you could hear a feather drop. I only spared a glance at the ponies behind me and saw the looks of awe, fear, and…did that rainbow pegasus pop a wingboner?

I looked back in front of me and saw the look a dread and slight fear on Dark King. I mentally cackled at the turn of events. I took a step before he just sent a barrage of magic bolts and black crystals at me and the ponies. I stood my ground and used the new flooding of adrenaline to move my body faster than I thought possible in my condition. I blocked and deflected any attacks that would've gotten past me and hit the ponies, though some did managed to get past my scythes and hit me hard. Where magic hit me, smells of burning came up, where the crystals hit, they were stuck there like the big one in my chest through my back. I began to move forward against the onslaught and saw the fear in Dark Kings eyes build the closer I got.

Soon I stood in front of him and made a swipe with a scythe, but he stepped back and tripped over the bones of one of his skeleponies. He looked at me in pure terror, my own face showing no emotion still. "What the Tartarus are you?! A devil? A monster? A FREAK?!" I froze at that, memories that I tried to bury resurfacing and flooding my mind. The name calling, the insults, the beatings, everything.

In a heart beat, I swung both scythes and cut the bastards head clean off, letting out a roar of victory. I returned my scythes to my side, watching them turn back into chains. I turned to see that things changed. The ponies still had their looks of fear, now with horror at what I just did. Though I also saw respect. For what, I have no idea. I also saw that the pegasus still had that wingboner, which was creeping me out, but now the pink alicorn had one too. Offically creeped out.

But the ones who had my attention were Bright White and Dark Blue. They must have arrived when I was finishing off Dark King. Dark Blue started towards me and I reached for my chains just incase. I saw Bright Whites horn glow and was about to make a break for it when I saw Dark Blue right in front of me. My knuckles were turning white from how hard I was gripping my chains.

She just smiled and extended a wing to brush my head gently. "It's okay, nopony's going to hurt you." I finally passed out.

Author's Note

I know many of you see this story as the makings of a Gary Stu, but I assure you that it's not. This chapter was to show that although he can fight through the pain like a old aged spartan, he's still mortal. Also, remember that his father is Thanatos in case you forgot, meaning although he can still die, he's a hell of a lot harder to kill than most other demigods, as is his brothers and sisters. And don't worry, I'm not going to have him instantly be healed by anything, even I know that is just too much.

Anyway, like me know how I did on the fight. Magic versus Brawn.