"You were the one..." Heracles was surprised when he saw the furious look in his opponent's eyes. "You were the one who caused all of this. The Amazons' hatred toward men, all of their suffering, happened under your hand..."
"And once this is over, I'll go after every last one of them and make them my bi—" Before he could finish speaking, wooden beams burst out of the ground and imprisoned him. He tried in vain to free himself. Looking ahead, he saw the grim Uzumaki, whose left hand was on the ground while his right was forming a seal. More and more wooden beams rose from the ground and lifted Heracles off the earth. Slowly, a kind of wooden trunk made of vines began to form, and in the end, it became a tree of titanic proportions. Right in the middle of it was Heracles, struggling to free himself.
"..." Without saying a word, the Uzumaki stood up. Raising his right arm, he closed his eyes. Slowly, a Rasengan formed and began to grow, but four blades quickly formed around the white-and-blue sphere. In fear, the demigod looked at the sphere, which was more than fifty meters in diameter, and at the huge blades spinning around it, making a cutting noise. "Wind Release: Rasen-Shuriken." With those simple words, he launched his attack.
Heracles could only watch the attack coming straight at him. As if in slow motion, the attack struck his chest. Shattering his wooden bindings, it carried him up into the sky. Finally, the attack exploded, and the demigod came to know true pain. In the middle of the great explosion, he felt millions of needles stabbing into every part of his body. Opening his mouth, he tried to scream in pain, but nothing came out. To him, the attack felt eternal, but after several seconds, it finally ended.
Barely conscious, he saw how far he had to fall. Falling at sonic speed, he saw the island below him. Finally, he slammed into the ground, creating a huge crater. His whole body burned and ached. He could barely feel his limbs. Lifting his head, he vomited blood. He barely managed to get onto his knees. Horrified, he watched the Uzumaki walk toward him. He tried in vain to back away.
"No... Stay away!" Just shouting made his whole body ache. That attack he had taken was nothing normal. He had never thought an attack like that was possible, much less one that could affect him that way. But that was the least of it. The shinobi stopped in front of him, and for the first time, Heracles felt something he had never felt before: fear, despair, horror. The Uzumaki slowly pulled out a kunai and roughly grabbed Heracles's right arm. "What are you doing?... No, no, no, no." His pleas were useless when the kunai was driven into his arm.
"This is only the beginning, but first..." Roughly, the blond broke his opponent's right arm and removed one of the Nemean gauntlets. He did the same to the black-haired man's left arm, and all he could do was scream in pain. Once he was done, he took the heavy gauntlets and put them on. As he walked, he threw a few punches, testing the weapons.
"What are you going to do now?" Heracles asked, already feeling that he was going to die at any moment. His body was wrecked, and he could feel nothing. He was defeated. But then he felt something. His senses were returning, and his wounds were healing. In disbelief, he stood up and saw one of the Uzumaki's copies, the one that had healed him. But it quickly disappeared. His relief did not last long when he felt his back being shattered by a blow from his own weapons in the Uzumaki's hands. Screaming in agony, he fell to the ground again. Trembling in pain, he lifted his head and looked at the shinobi once more.
"You're no use to me dead... but at least now you won't be able to run," he said calmly. Looking at his new weapons, he saw them transform into bracelets. Curious, he only shrugged. As for Heracles, he looked at his motionless legs in horror. Groaning in pain, he noticed it.
"My legs! What did you do to me?!" the black-haired man shouted furiously as he tried to grab the Uzumaki, but the only answer he got was a devastating punch to the face that broke his nose.
"I broke the base of your spine. You'll never walk again," he said indifferently. That only made the hatred inside Heracles grow even more.
"And what will you do? Torture me until you get bored...?" he said angrily as he kept trying to get up, but he stopped when he saw the Uzumaki smile. The shinobi grabbed him by the neck and began dragging him away.
"You'll see."
……..
Mount Olympus rose high above the clouds. Divided into many buildings, one stood out above all the others: the pantheon of the Olympian gods. At this moment, all the gods were gathered there, each one seated on their respective thrones.
On the highest and largest throne sat Zeus. He was an older man, but he kept himself in shape, showing off his powerful physique. In Greek mythology, he was the father of gods and men, ruling the gods of Olympus like a father rules a family, to the point that even those who were not his natural children addressed him as such. He was the King of the Gods who watched over the universe. He was the god of the sky and thunder. His attributes included the lightning bolt, the eagle, the bull, and the oak. (Zeus's appearance from the game God of War 2 or 3.)
Beside him sat a beautiful woman with silver hair and eyes of the same color. She had a great hourglass figure hidden beneath her white robe with golden details. This was Hera. She was the lawful wife of the god Zeus and one of his three sisters in the Olympian pantheon of Greek mythology. In addition, she held the position of Queen of the Gods. Her mother was named Rhea and her father Cronus. Hera was known for her jealous and vengeful nature, mainly against Zeus's lovers and descendants. The goddess remained stoic as she looked at her husband, just like all those present.
Another was Poseidon, the king of the sea and earthquakes. He was a black-haired man with a short beard. He wore only a pair of pants, leaving his body exposed, which was covered in connected tattoos across his torso, face, and arms. In his hand, he held a steel trident with wave-like details. (Poseidon's appearance from the game God of War 3.)
Another was Aphrodite. She was the goddess of love and lust, and without a doubt the most beautiful of all the goddesses present. She was a tall woman with long red hair tied into large ponytails. She had blue eyes that shone intensely, and her skin was as pale as milk. The goddess did not hide her displeasure before all the gods. This was not what she wanted for her protégées, the Amazons.
On another throne sat Hestia. She was the goddess of the kitchen, architecture, and the home, or more properly, of the fire that gives warmth and life to homes. She was a peaceful goddess. She was the eldest daughter of the Titans Cronus and Rhea. As the goddess of the home and family, Hestia rarely left Olympus except to attend to the Oracle of Delphi. Compared to the others, the goddess had a more natural kind of beauty. She was a brown-haired woman with brown eyes and a voluptuous figure. The goddess wore a frown, her gaze fixed on the King of Olympus.
On another throne sat Demeter, the Greek goddess of agriculture, pure nourisher of the green earth and youth, the life-giving cycle of life and death, and protector of marriage and sacred law. She was worshipped as the "bearer of the seasons." The divine being had dark hair and eyes as black as coal. She was the most voluptuous of the goddesses, with large breasts, wide hips, and a small waist. However, her striking body, which any man or woman would desire, contrasted with the innocent and pure look in her eyes. The woman wore an expression of sorrow, refusing to look at anyone.
Another was Apollo, who wore a mocking expression while playing with a dagger of light in his hands. He had blond hair and wore classic Roman armor. Looking beside him, he frowned at the empty place next to him. It had already been centuries since his sister Artemis left Olympus and never returned. As far as he knew, she was now one of the Amazons. That only made the god of the sun snort in boredom. His sister was a fool.
Hermes was playing with a coin, watching the events unfold with amusement. His hair looked as if it were made of flames. He wore no armor, only a white-and-gold tunic. On his feet were strange golden sandals with wings at the sides. (Hermes's appearance from the game God of War 3.)
Another was Hades, who was not sitting on a throne. He was leaning against one of the many pillars in the great hall. He was a man with long dark hair and dark armor with red details. The god of the Underworld wore a dark smile as he looked at his brother, who stepped down from his throne and walked to stand right in the middle of all the gods.
The next was Athena, a beautiful woman. Her hair was long and brown, and her eyes were a grayish blue. She wore golden armor in the Roman style, and in her hand she carried a spear with engravings. The goddess of wisdom looked at her father with serious eyes, and also with a certain amount of resentment.