Teen girls assert Dominance over Little Boys

[Author's Note (Changed style to this form)]

[I swear to God that the title isn't a ripoff from illegal porn.

Edited chap 4 and chap 6 again to make it less of an info dump. I'm impressed at my own insistence to continuously edit stuff. Wow.

Oh, and I may or may not have amped up Chiron Boot Camp's difficulty to Lunatic Mode.

Anyways, here we go!]

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"O' exalted Atlanta, elder sister blessed by the blue pale moon, please have mercy on meeeeeeee!"

"UMU, I shall forgive you for this transgression...just this once!"

"What the f*ck am I seeing right now?"

My migraine was kicking in at full force when I saw this very...confusing scene unfold in front of my eyes...first thing in the morning.

The green brat...Achilles was kneeling on the ground with his forehead pressed to the ground in the common groveling position, while Atlanta had one foot on a big rock while the other was planted firmly on the ground with her arms crossed and her chin raised high.

Not gonna lie...this was generating some very disturbing energy. Like...something no underage kid should lay their eyes upon. Ever.

Heracles let out a soft sigh and clapped her hands together, generating a crisp sound that ripped through this charade.

"Atlanta, stop. That's enough. You've already asserted enough alpha dominance on that beta male. Balance is always the key. Whip and carrot."

Atlanta respectfully nodded at my sister with an enlightened expression, clasping her hands in front of her chest as if she had just solved the Gordian knot. Scathach, who was perched on a tree branch nearby, nodded her head most vigorously in agreement.

It was disturbingly similar to a cult leader and her followers.

Poor Achilles lifted his head with a bewildered expression.

"alpha dom...beta male-?"

I inwardly cringed as I realized, again, how much influence I had on my sister. Now philosophers are gonna write about how ancient Greece is the bedrock of democracy and weird fetish categorizations. Under Heracles' name.

Wait...shit. Heracles has already corrupted Atlanta, hasn't she?

...Damn my stupid mouth to hell.

Unaware of my inner regret, Heracles continued on with a proud nod.

"And you, Achilles. You now know that even though you are superior in speed compared to almost every man and woman on Greek soil, there are always ones that are faster."

Achilles drooped his head and angrily bit his lip at her words. However, he did not refute nor make up an excuse. Heracles smiled.

She opened her mouth to say some inspiring words I taught her before, when-

"Heh, loser!", Jason aka prince with an inferiority complex snickered."Not looking so hot now are you, Achilles?"

Heracles turned around. Slowly.

She had a tight smile on her lovely face. The 'shut-up-now-or-you-will-for-eternity' smile.

Sadly, Jason wasn't the absolute sharpest when it came to self-preservation instincts. He puffed out his chest like a cock in heat and quirked up the corner of his lips in the cockiest way possible.

"You should've taken my advice when I said there are ALWAYS people faster than you, mortal or immortal!"

Well, while I have to give him credit for spouting some advice that was wiser beyond his years, his maturity surely wasn't the case.

Jason tried to follow up with some witty remark when he, at last, noticed that a certain violent guardian angel of mine that was going to murder him so hard, his consciousness would likely end up in the ninth dimension of hell.

I was of course talking about my beloved darling sister. And she was mad.

"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW! What are youOWOWOWOWOW!"

Ooooh, that iron grip on his head gotta hurt.

Jason squirmed and jerked in the air like a fish hooked up by the line as Achilles looked at the rather pitiful sight with equal amounts of vindictive glee and awe.

I really am second guessing Chiron's win-win teaching strategies, because if this looked like good education, I'm not trusting any kids below 13 to Chiron...like, ever.

Rolling my eyes, I decided to complete my good cop routine as I put a hand on Heracles' shoulder. Immediately, she loosened her grip. We winked at each other.

Clearing my throat, I knelt down beside Jason who was still clutching his head in agony and rolling all over the ground like some toddler-regressed kid.

"Ahem. Jason, I know that my sister was a little harsh, but we do not insult each other here. We are here to learn from each other and from our mistakes, and to reflect on our own flaws and weaknesses...not to disparage or denigrate our classmates. In other words, badmouthing is a no-no. Are we clear?"

Jason groaned. He muttered something that suspiciously sounded like "You talk like an old geezer", but Heracles' knuckle cracking shut him up rather quickly. It seemed that for Jason, the make-your-body-have-a-pavlovian-reaction-to-pain-method was the most effective.

Why do these Greeks always choose pain conditioning instead of words and reason?

...Well, his loss. I shrugged and stood up, meeting the respectful gaze of Achilles with a rigid smile...why does Atlanta look so proud?

"That's my alpha-male-brother Herasterus! Make sure to pay your respects, beta-male-Achilles!", she stated triumphantly...wait, what the fuck did she just say?

"Uh...what is a beta-"

"Achilles?"

"Mam yes mam! Beta-male-Achilles pays his respect to alpha-male-brother Herasterus mam!"

Scathach folded her arms before her chest and smirked with a mother-knows-best kind of patronizing smirk.

"Sister Atlanta...you've grown indeed.", she whispered in a hushed tone. She then proceeded to wipe a genuine tear from her eye.

My migraine was now enthusiastically performing an all-out break dance inside a mosh pit with a lethal dose of meth and steroids, while a hundred little fragments of my sanity were having an outdoor sex party above its roof.

To put it simply, I wanted to curl up into a ball and die.

Closing my eyes, I cursed my stupid esoterical knowledge for the hundredth time.

It was going to be a long stay, and I absolutely without a doubt, resent my very existence.

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The next day.

Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, life gave me the middle finger.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHHH! ABDERUUUUUUS! THEEEEEEESEUUUUUUS! IS THAT HOW YOU REPAY ME, FOR TREATING YOUR WOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNDS?!"

"Yes, Asclepius! Use that anger, and channel it into power. Burn it into perseverance, so that you can one day, make those bastards who left you behind, suffer in your place! As you have suffered before them! Make them shiver before your growth! Your potential!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHHH!"

...Before you say anything, no, this isn't a new nefarious form of brainwashing committed by a heinous, demonic cult. It was Scathach and one of her new pupils, Asclepius.

Yes, the always calm, chill, if not a little medical crazy son of Apollo.

...What was Scathach doing, you ask?

She was making Asclepius climb up a fucking hundred-foot-tall (30m) tree with his bare hands...with a blunted spear positioned right beneath his asshole in case he fell.

Abderus, being the wise son of Hermes, ran away with Theseus...leaving their physically weak and depleted comrade behind as a bait/sacrifice, which bought them enough time for escape.

In their defense, Scathach did tell them that she would grant a free day to whoever managed to evade her clutches for three hours. And by the end of the three-hour survival, they looked like a pair of milk-soaked rags someone had casually tossed into the bin.

Did that make Asclepius forgive his teammates?

"HOW DARE YOOOOOU! BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDS!"

Yeah, that was the answer. I pity him, I truly do.

However, Chiron did advise me to trust my family...yes, Scathach and Atlanta are my sisters in all but blood...though how can I be assured with...this?

Oh, he fell.

"■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!!!"

The howls...oh, the terrible howls...

I closed my eyes.

May you rest in peace, dear boy. May you rest in one piece.

...I really didn't want to hear how two other voices joined Asclepius' screams a few weeks later.

It sounded like someone was putting a grinder through an entire family of cats.

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Being the overseer of this entire bunch of mad girls was like a visceral torture on my sanity.

Chiron did help them routinely, but it did little to lessen the boys' sufferings.

At least Alcides trained Jason in a Spartan yet acceptable way. Far more appropriate than what I've seen the Greeks can do.

Glancing sideways, I saw Jason doing his daily 100 situps, pushups, and squats followed by a 6.2-mile (10-km) run...with a 10kg rock strapped to his back.

He looked like he was halfway on his road to Uncle Hades.

Heracles hovered over him with the best boot camp instructor look she could come up with.

...Why do I always teach her the most needless stuff imaginable from my encyclopedia of weird 21st-century knowledge?

"IS THAT THE BEST YOU'VE GOT!? IS THAT THE BEST THE FUTURE KING OF THESSALY HAS GOT TO OFFER!?"

"Damn...what the...why am I still here...just to suffer...?"

Heracles cracked her knuckles. Jason's body jerked and became ramrod straight. His limbs stopped twitching. His face morphed into that of an anime protagonist that survived the nuclear apocalypse.

"OI JASON!? ARE YA READY!?"

"AYE AYE MAM!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU~!?"

"AYE AYE MAM!"

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH, WHO LIVES IN A PALACE UNDER THE SEA?!"

"POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!"

"EXORBITANT AND BLUE AND FURIOUS IS HE!"

"POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!"

"IF NAUTICAL VIOLENCE IS SOMETHING YOU WISH!"

"POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!"

"THEN DROP ON HIS PLATTER AND FLOP LIKE HIS FISH!"

"POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!"

"READY~?!"

""POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!""

""POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!""

""POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!""

""POSEIDON GREAT LANCE!""

""PO-SEI-DOOOOOOOON GREAT LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANCE!""

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...Yeah.

Yeah, totally acceptable. This is gonna be the world's oldest theme song for a Greek myth, just you wait.

...Fuck my life.

I'm so, so fucking sorry.

Just when I was ready to fall into the depths of self-hatred and despair, a soft, white, and utterly adorable beast licked my cheek.

My dear weasel! My Galanthis!

"...Galanthis? What are you doing here girl? Where have you been!?"

"Fou! Kyuu Fou!"

My life is whole.