The End of Cuchulain

Scathach stays in her spot, letting Cuchulain approach her. Cuchulain runs towards her and jumps at her, swiping his right sword at Scathach's neck, and getting ready to swipe with his other sword.

Scathach, who was still unarmed, leans back and slaps his hand, making the sword bury itself in the ground, making a small crater. She lets him remove the sword from the ground, and start attacking again.

Cuchulain swipes at her, again and again, using both the swords of the war Gods, but Scathach easily dodges all of them. As the time goes by, however, I can see that Cuchulain is somehow getting stronger, and his swipes getting closer towards Scathach's skin.

After about 5 minutes of her dodging, Cuchulain gets angry, and with a spike in his speed, he swipes an overextended sword strike at Scathach's head. As she drops down to dodge it, however, she gets kicked in the face by Cuchulain, throwing her a couple meters away.

"Ouch! That's gotta hurt." I mumble looking at Scathach impressively land on her feet.

Wiping the blood on her face, Scathach cracks her neck, and says, "It seems you've learned some new tricks, Setanta. I just did not expect you to pick up Magic."

Scowling at the name, Cuchulain stays silent and resumes his attacks. A healed up Scathach runs forward, this time going on the offensive.

Ducking under Cuchulain's stabbin sword, Scathach spins around his responding knee, and punches him in the liver. Hard.

He immediately drops one of the swords, which Scathach picks up, and coughs to try and recover.

"Be careful! He's healing!" I shout, looking at the relaxed Scathach as she was observing the sword.

Waving her hand, she keeps her eyes on the sword, and shouts back, "I've been the Goddess of War for 700,000 years, Theos. Don't try and teach me"

Sighing, I go back to observing silently, letting Scathach do her thing.

Cuchulain, who was just a couple feet in front of Scathach, recovers within half a minute, and stands up, this time with just one sword.

Snarling, he resumes the fight, and starts swiping. Scathach distractedly blocks the first strike, letting it hit the ground, and jumps back, as the taller Cuchulain tries kicking her in the head.

As she lands, she lifts up her sword to block the next strike by Cuchulain, and spins around it. As she tries kicking him in the gut again, Cuchulain blocks with his knee, and winces.

I understand that expression, I know how hard Scathach hits.

Spinning in the air, Scathach lands a kick on Cuchulain's face, breaking his nose. This kick was so fast, that I only saw it because I'm using my Echolocation. I literally did not see it with my eyes.

And it's effects were so impressive, that once his nose broke, Cuchulain, who is taller than Scathach by a foot, was thrown back, crashing through two trees, and landing under the third.

Scathach throws the sword towards me, and says, "Keep it safe for a while. It belongs to Ares."

Nodding at her, I hold the sword in my hand, and see Scathach start walking towards the downed Cuchulain, with her spear in her hand.

As soon as she reaches there, however, Cuchulain opens his mouth, and bloody spits a ball of fire at her. Scathach swipes Gae Blog, which dissipates the fire ball, and says something too softly for me to hear.

That short sentence seems to have angered Cuchulain, however, as he yells in rage, "AAARRGHHH!!!"

This yell, is accompanied by a wave of magic, that sends Scathach flying, and uproots a few trees near him, making me scowl. Fucking dick.

Spinning in the air, Scathach lands on her feet again, and widening her eyes, immediately brings the spear in front of her, holding it with both hands. I see why, when Cuchulain appears in front of her, and punches the spear.

More like he tries punching her, but Scathach blocks with her spear.

The punch does not harm her, but sends her flying even more back, as Cuchulain starts running towards her, faster than before.

'So he's enhancing his speed, and strength, using Magic? Smart, but he's underestimating his opponent.' I think to myself, seeing Scathach adapt to Cuchulain's increased strength.

Cuchulain's anger is clouding his judgement, as he keeps on punching at Scathach, with her either dodging them, or sending his fists down at the ground. His sword lay forgotten at the spot he was thrown at, which I casually summon, and store with Ares's sword.

Finally, about 10 minutes of dodging his fists later, Scathach spins her spear, and sends Cuchulain flying into the air. He lands harshly on a few rocks, breaking them.

Knowing he's almost defeated, I teleport near Scathach, and ask, "Why the fuck were you hiding from him then? If you could have defeated him this easily?"

"Leave it, Theos. I have my reasons." Scathach, scathingly says, making me frown.

We both start walking towards Cuchulain, who was slowly getting up. Kicking him down, I put Ares's sword at his neck and ask, "I know I'm going to regret this, but why did you do all this? What was your motive?"

Looking at both of us with anger in his eyes, Cuchulain says, "My motives are beyond your comprehension, God child." And winces, when I press my foot harder on his chest. He chuckles, and adds, "Besides, you're going to die here anyway."

And with that, he disappears from under my leg, making my leg fall down on the ground. I immediately turn my echolocation on, and sense for him.

"Anything?" Scathach asks, her back to mine, as we were both vigilantly looking around.

"No. He's.. gone, I think." I whisper, still not sure if he can hide from my Cosmic Senses with that Third Eye of Horus.

"Ah!" Scathach winces, dropping down. I look at her, to see a cut on her ankle.

What the hell? How did he get a sword?!

He reappears in front of me, completely relaxed, and I see a familiar sword in his hands. My Mother's sword. Putting a hand behind me, I confirm, that yes, he stole my mother's sword from me.

Looking at my angry face, he spins the sword in his hands, and asks, "Looking for this, Olympian? It's a nice sword, if a bit heavy."

"You okay to rest, Scathach?" I ask, still glaring at Cuchulain furiously, wanting to take the sword from his cold, dead hands.

Scathach nods, and says, "Yeah, he crossed a line. Go at it."

Cuchulain smirks a bloody smile, as he was still bleeding from when Scathach hit him, and disappears from my sight, and senses.

While the mask can hide him from my Cosmic Senses, somehow, it can't stop my instincts from acting up. So, when I feel them screaming at me to jump up, I do, and try to Knee the air in front of me.

Unfortunately, my knee meets empty air, as Cuchulain is already away from me. The next time my instincts flare, I use Ares's sword to shift the sword stab away from my body, and make it hit a tree, and kick the air in front of me, hitting something solid.

I hear a grunt, and see a tree shaking as an invisible Cuchulain's body hits it. He becomes visible again, and getting confused, asks, "How are you doing that?!"

Even I don't know, you dumbass. But I'm not telling you that.

So, I stay silent, and send a rock spike to stab him. He dodges it, and becomes invisible again.

I dodge a few more such sneak attacks, none hitting me, but my responses not hitting him either. So I ask, "What happened to Pinaka, Setanta? Reached your limit with it?"

"MY NAME IS CUCHULAIN!" He snarls from my left, and I immediately start my attack.

Throwing Ares's sword, I stab him in his shoulder, making him drop my mother's sword, and immediately summon it. Before he can become invisible, I clap my hands, and then wave my palms towards Cuchulain, who was trying to take Ares's sword out of his shoulder.

From all around Cuchulain, tree roots come up, and spin around him. One manages to stab him in the other shoulder, before he uses his magic to blast the rest away from him, and removes the sword.

He becomes invisible once again, making me smirk internally. I stay still, as I hear his voice from all around me say, "Any last words, Olympian?"

"Yeah." I say, smiling in satisfaction, and immediately turn around, stabbing my sword in Cuchulain's chest, right in his heart. As he stares at me in shock, I say, "I am much more than an Olympian, Setanta."

Removing my sword, I let him drop on the ground, as he stutters, "H-ho-how?" still in shock.

Feeling him try and heal his wounds with spells, which were slowly working, I stab him once more, this time in the stomach, and say, "I was patient."

Before he can cast anymore spells, I remove the sword, and spin it, and behead him, making a shower of blood to erupt from his neck. Finally, the thief God was dead.

"Gross." I mumble, pressing a rune on my armour, that cleans it of the blood.

Leaning down, I remove the Third Eye of Horus, the head mask off his head, and slowly remove Pinaka from his shoulder. Observing it, I frown, as it was way too damaged. Hopefully the Daevas have a way to fix it, or Prince Ram won't get Sita in a few hundred thousand years.

The Third Eye was fairly alright, if bloody. But meh, not my problem.

Throwing the four weapons in a Pocket Dimension, I walk towards Scathach, and put a hand on her injured leg. Pushing my Magic within her, I say, "Well that was fun, wasn't it?"

Scathach rolls her eyes, and says, "Fun for you, Theos."

As her leg heals, I see a light made of all the colours in the visible spectrum drop down from the sky. As it recedes, it leaves behind a group of some 20 warriors, led by none other than Thor Odinson.

And all of them look ready for a fight.

Before they can do anything however, a crack appears in the space between us, through which appears a familiar Goddess. Branwen.

"Branwen?!" Scathach asks, standing up, and looking at her in shock.

Behind Branwen, was another group of some 10 Gods, all of them from Tuatha de Danaan, the Celtic Gods.

Branwen looks between us, and the Asgardians, and asks, "Is the fight over already? Or are we early?"

Sighing, I point towards the body of Cuchulain, and say, "The fights over. There's your thief, Cuchulain." Turning towards the Asgardians, I wave my hand, and say, "Hey, Thor!"

"Verily! Is the enemy defeated already, Theos?" Thor asks, his voice booming. I even see some Celtics wince, and rub their ears, but the Asgardians are probably already used to his voice.

Nodding, I point towards the burning bar, and say, "There are wounded Gods there, and some are dead. Cuchulain ambushed us and hit the entire bar. I'll take care of the fires, but you should probably extract the wounded first."

Thor nods, and starts giving out orders, with the Celtic Gods helping them. I look at Scathach in question, not believing that two Pantheons can work together, to which she says, "We feel somewhat responsible for Cuchulain's actions. He did come from Otherworld."

I nod, accepting the answer. Once the dead bodies, and the wounded are extracted, the Gods leave, with Asgardians taking the bar's dead and wounded back to Asgard, while the Celtics take Cuchulain's body, and the Sword of Neit with them, leaving me alone.

Sighing, I get to work on repairing the land, and re-growing a few more trees. I have to return the rest of these weapons still.

Well, at least Scathach is free from hiding now. And I still don't know why she was hiding from an inferior opponent. Maybe she just preferred drinking to fighting. Who knows?

I don't. And I'm not even going to try to understand her thought process.

'Bloody women.' I think, Summoning a rain storm to get rid of the fire.

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A/N: How was the fight? Hope it was satisfactory. I was rushing, when I wrote this chapter, so forgive me if there are any mistakes.

Anyway, toodles!