Fate/Heroes - Chapter 39

Gray sat down in his penthouse with the files he recovered from the hidden underground base beneath the basement level night club. After recovering every that was of value to the Pseudo-Servant, including copies of Noble Phantasms’, all Greek in origin.

Even Divine Constructs like Zeus’ lightning bolt and Poseidon’s trident were copied by the one true God of War, the God who created the Church of Areopagus.

Rider, Archer and Shielder had already informed Gray that this was the work of Ares, the Greek God of War. But Gray didn’t need them to tell him that. He already knew that the Ares of this universe was an adversary of Wonder Woman, and that he had tried to kill his half-sister multiple times. As a God he possessed near immortality and superhuman strength, speed, agility, endurance and durability.

His strength was roughly equal to Wonder Woman’s if not exceeding it slightly due to his full Old God physiology. His battle prowess was also equal to the Amazonian, embodying the aspect of War which his myth is derived from.

“He would certainly be a challenge to fight….”.

With Gunner, Berserker or Saber the fight would be over in just a matter of minutes. However, all of the Servants within his Class Cards “wanted” a battle. They were all heroes who didn’t regret anything in life. They all had their pride, and Rider, Archer and Shielder all dėsɨrėd battle.

They lived and died on the battlefield. Archer in particular always wanted to fight his half-brother in his original life, not getting the chance when he was still alive.

But with the information that Ares would invade Themiscyra in just a couple hours, the blood coursing through Gray’s veins, diluted with the Divinity of multiple different mythologies, yet somehow enhancing its overall quality.

He wanted a fight. He wanted to battle the God with everything on the line. His honor, his dignity, his life.

Gray let out a deep breath, his bloodlust fading if only a fraction of a percent.

“The only problem is how Ares wants to deal with the Justice League….”.

Gray didn’t really want the Justice League to all die by Ares hand.

First of all it’ll make him one of the prime defenders of Earth, increasing his workload as well as putting him in the worlds eye, instead of just the scope of New York. He won’t be able to move as quietly as he might originally be able to, and his persona as just Gray wouldn’t be able to push forward with the “Akashic Academy” if he is forced to look after the planet.

Secondly, if the Justice League gets involved, the Team will also get involved. A certain ċhėstnut blonde haired girl flashed through Gray’s mind, and the strange “plan” that the leader of the Empty Coffin Gang talked about unnerved the twenty year old slightly.

“If it works on Superman it’ll work on Kara as well. Not to mention any contingency the Church of Areopagus has for a member of the Justice League, will work just as well for any member of the Team as well”.

Gray sighed before looking at the image of Themiscyra on the map. Despite being invisible to satellite technology, Ares still managed to find it. He didn’t know if the God of War was sealed on the island and broke out after the Second World War, or if he just returned to the Sphere of Gods and waited for this moment.

Getting there would take a couple hours if he flew by Rider chariot, and it would use less od. But if he used Saber and flew there himself, it would take just under an hour at the cost of more od.

If he didn’t go and let the League handle it on their own, despite having overcome countless odds together, their was always a chance of losing. Everyone had their weaknesses after all.

Superman had Kryptonite and Louis. Batman had Alfred and his parents. Wonder Woman had the other Amazons. The Flash had his wife, Iris West. Green Lantern had Carol Ferris, despite her being apart of the Star Sapphire Corps. Green Arrow had Black Canary, and Black Canary had Green Arrow.

The greatest weakness of any Superhero was their attachments to others. Gray, having spent almost little to no time in this universe only had friendly relationships, most with the super-powered teenage members of the Team.

He had no family to take advantage of. No loved ones to extort or endanger. No Kryptonite so to speak.

To take on a being who embodies something where everything is fair, nothing is above or below the line, someone like Gray was needed.

He normally had to hold back his Divinity, less he affect the mortals around him. Someone like Wonder Woman and Wondergirl had roughly a D+ or even C- level Divinity. Cassie’s had increased slightly over the couple of days that she hung out with the Pseudo-Servant, but not anywhere near the level of Gray’s.

His cells evolved or mutated as a result of this primordial energy. His muscles grew stronger, his bones were refined under the energy and his blood boiled with a powerful intent.

He could probably fly with the energy coursing through his body, but didn’t want to waste time trying to learn the skill when he could just ride there on his chariot.

Putting two fingers to his mouth Gray whistled loudly before a faint thunder echoed in the distance. A streak of green lightning raced in the night sky, before a chariot pulled by three divine horses pulled up on the helipad on his roof. Each neighing as Gray patted their heads with a smile.

“Good girls. I’ll have to count on you for a little while, alright?”.

He extended his hand in an outward fashion before a green spark came off the extended hand, a spear flying at a speed unable to be seen by the human eye flew out of nowhere and was caught by Gray’s hand.

Neither his hair nor his eyes changed to their green or amber-gold color. His integration with Achilles Class Card was almost complete. Everything, from his fighting style to his mannerisms was becoming Gray’s. Soon, only the Greek Hero’s voice would be left, only able to offer his opinion if Gray ever needed it.

The twenty year old mounted the chariot and gripped the leather handles tightly. Green lightning came off his body like electricity off a plasma coil.

His mind clear and nothing blocked his train of thought.

“Get to Themiscyra and try not to flirt or get killed by any Amazon. Do not interact with them at any cost. Only if the situation is necessary. The moment Ares shows up is the moment I’ll ȧssist with the fight. No other target is worthy of my attention”.

The Pseudo-Servant’s blood boiled at just the thought of clashing with the legendary God of War. In his original life, tales of the God’s power echoed all throughout Greece. Any army, hoping to succeed in the battles prayed to Ares to grant them favor during battle.

And now he could parry blows from the new immortal being.

He let out a deep breath once more. Things had been pretty rushed the past couple days and between Lancer helping out the police of New York with several robberies and attempted murders and Gray trying to get more sponsors for the “Akashic Academy” he bȧrėly had any time for himself.

The image of a pretty black haired woman who was claimed by many to be the most beautiful woman in the world came to mind.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly as he vanished in a streak of green lightning.

“Maybe I’ll get to meet Wonder Woman!”.