6 [Hero]

•[Warning: Darker Chapter]•

Chysia shivered as Icarus pursued it's intended direction, trails of blood gave way as proof of his pursuit.

Icarus followed the Centaur's trail slowly and cautiously, he was still not strong enough to defeat it solely by himself, and instead would have to rely on tricks.

'....But, that's fine. I have to kill them before they decided to come after me once more with larger numbers....'

'Petty tricks are fine with me after all, I'd rather be labeled dishonorable than be dead....I'm no heroic fool.' Icarus thought cynically.

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The hunt continued for a few hours until eventually day soon turned into night, it was hard for him to keep up with a centaur even if Icarus shot him straight in the ass, four legs are just faster than two.

As Icarus pursued the centaur deeper into the dangerous forests of Arcadia, he began to ponder on their earlier conversation he overheard.

'It seems I came to the right place.....' Icarus thought, 'the centaur mentioned that Chiron was here, not only that but he was currently training heroes.'

Icarus grinned a bit at the confirmation.

'He also said that Chiron was working on something big in secret...'

Icarus thought about the information for a bit before he tossed the thought aside and continued his pursuit, '...no use thinking of these things now.'

He still don't know all that much about the world in general, 'I only really saw the Greek Heroes during Apocrypha and Grand Order, and evening then it was only glimpses of Greece, it all mainly focused on Atlantis...'

Icarus ran through the forest making sure to carefully throw off his scent with the wind's direction and quietly moving forward low of noise.

The trail of blood began to become fresher as Icarus noted that the droplets seemed to have only recently dried.

"...w....h....."

Icarus' head quickly jumped up as he focused his ears towards the murmurs.

"....look.....at....th...is...me.....at..."

'Heh, found you.' Icarus thought while deactivating Chysia's ability, causing the blade to give a faint glow as the vibrating ended.

He slowly approached from the bushes nearby and soon enough, three centaurs came to view.

...along with something much more disturbing.

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5 Minutes Earlier [Onias POV]

Fuck, fuck, fuck! What the hell was that?!

Was there more than one of those kids straight from Tartarus itself?! He just up and exploded himself just to kill Gallus!

Who does that?!

Was it one of the kids Chiron was training?! Could we have gotten one of them killed?!

Shit! Chiron will have our heads!

I ran for hours, as the sun slowly flew down from the sky and the sprint towards camp soon came to a close.

"Hylaeus!"

"Rhoecus!"

I yelled out towards the two others who should be in camp. I quickly entered the clearing we made prior and a large makeshift tent made of wood and leaves stood out with a small amount of light glowing out from the bottom with smoke rising from the top came into view.

"Eh? You're both finally back?" One of the voices yelled who I quickly identified as Hylaeus. He then exited the tent with a noticeable grin.

"Hm, where's Gallus?" Asked Rhoecus who also exited the makeshift tent with a similar smug grin and a mug of mead as well.

"H-he's dead," I spoke with a stiffer between breaths.

""Eh?"" They both widened their eyes in response.

"I-I was—I mean—w-we were attacked!"

"Onias! Speak clearly, who attacked you?!" Rhoecus shouted at me with a serious demeanor.

"Was it Chiron?!" Hylaeus yelled out in panic as his face became noticeably pale.

"N-No, it was some wicked child, he threw bags that even exploded Gallus' entire torso! I saw Gallus ruptured insides on the ground as he slowly died!"

"What the hell...?" Rhoecus muttered under his breath.

"M-Maybe one of the kids Chiron is training?" Hylaeus spoke with fear.

"Fuck, if Chiron finds us here....we're dead."

"I-I don't think the kid was, he didn't seem trained at all, he even was barely able to hit me with an arrow," I spoke as I finally began to calm down among my kin.

"You think so?"

"Arrow?"

"Oh shit! Onias, your ass!" Hylaeus yelled with a bark of laughter!

"Hahaha! What the shit!"

I became frustrated as the prior panic slowly left them, "Seriously! What do we do!"

I couldn't hold in my sigh as I watched them both shrug, "What's done is done, we can only hope you're right and it was just some crazy kid, if it is we can just go kill him later." Rhoecus spoke with a smirk.

"What the fuck......! Sigh, fuck it you're right, no use worrying about it. Now, can you help me get this arrow out of my ass, I can't reach it." I spoke in exasperation as they started barking up in more laughter.

"....FuCk! That hurt!" I shouted as Hylaeus gripped the arrow and ripped it straight out.

"Ah, calm down, now come with us! We got something to show you." Rhoecus spoke as he pulled out his mug of mead and handed it to me.

"Fuck it...." I spoke while drowning the mug in one go.

"That's the spirit!" Hylaeus roared with laughter in response.

They slowly led me to the tent and I was shocked down to the core at the 'contents' inside.

".....fresh 'meat' ay? Hahaha!" Rhoecus yelled out.

Visibly tied to the floor due to the open flame I was able to make out the outline of a young girl, not even adolescent yet, strung by the arms and legs. She was fully nude, not a drop of clothing, her bare body fully exposed her tight muscles and feral complexion. Her long green hair splayed all over the floor, covered with white splotches.

I couldn't help my tongue from licking my lips, the young girl, while immature and lacking the older feminine 'charms' in some of the others I've seen, was absolutely stunning. Her complexion could rival even the most beautiful of Greece, and she was all ours.....

"Haha, we were waiting for you two to return before getting on to the 'main course' so she is still fresh. Well, at least for the most part." Rhoecus spoke up with a smirk.

"Yeah, we only used her mouth and hands, her virginity is still intact, we would have used the other hole without you, but it was too small and would of—haha—fully broke her in, so it's best to save for last," Hylaeus responded with a laugh.

I couldn't help but respond in turn, "Damn right, I would've fought you to the death if you started without me!" I yelled as we soon all broke into laughter!

"Alright, alright, let us take her outside, it isn't big enough for us in here!"

""Ay!""

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'This is why I fucking hate Greece. Full of fucking sickos, thank fuck I left Athens before they got to me. With my looks I would have been forced into some sort of sick brothel...and not all customers would have been female, shit most probably wouldn't.' Icarus thought with a shiver.

A sigh broke his lips as his heart cracked at the sight, in front of him, surrounded by three horny centaurs while strapped and straddled to the floor was who he recognized as the Chaste Huntress, Atalanta.

'Well, At least a younger version of her, fuck sakes she looked about my age. Centaurs are truly sick fucks, the worst part is that this is probably extremely common and not just with Centaurs but people too.' Icarus thought with a cynical frown.

'....I mean what would you expect when your Chief God is a well-known rapist.'

Icarus thought about saving her, he weighed the pros and cons in his head before quickly throwing that line of thought out. Icarus was just making up excuses not to save her, he was being a fucking pussy.

'This.......just...isn't right.' Icarus thought grimly as he tightened the grip on Chysia.

His cynical heart was breaking watching a young girl, who has not even entered puberty struggle on the ground, screaming, crying, and scratching in defiance in an attempt to not have her chastity forced away.

'....it's just fucked up.' He remembered Atalanta was tossed away at birth into the forest for being born a girl, only surviving due to Artemis' pity.

'Having to survive in the wild like a beast from birth, only because she was born a girl, and now because of that, she was hunted and is about to be raped....'

'....what a shitty life, I see why she freaked the fuck out so much in Fate/Apocrypha for children, her childhood was fucked.'

Icarus always thought that for society or the world to become better as a whole, you should start with yourself first.

'Fuck this world is getting to me, why am I even hesitating. I'll never get back to my own time, much less qualify as a hero with such half-ass resolve.' Thought with a low sigh as he began to stand up.

'....Fuck it.'

I'll be a hero.

I'll be her hero.

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I hoped to let y'all see a bit more into how fucked up Greece really is and how Icarus psyche really is like when encountering these things.

Icarus deep down wants to be a hero, but to him, if he doesn't help her at this moment, he would never qualify as one, regardless of other's opinions.

Of course, Icarus doesn't see the world as black and white, so there will be some leniency to his actions unlike a certain hero of justice.

I want him to keep his modern values before they slowly shift as his character evolves further.

Writing this scene made me thing of Captain America Winter Soldier when Sharon Carter told Steve that if the whole world wanted him to change he should but his foot down and say "No, you move" to them instead.

Also for those wondering why Atalanta doesn't have her more animalistic traits, like the lion ears and tail, it's because she gets them after being cursed. Which hasn't happened yet.

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