The Alpha's Return

Heracles stepped down and closed in on Lucas. When he was but an arm's reach away, he grabbed Lucas and started dragging him up the stairs.

"Why are you so rough and distant? Don't tell me that you have completely forgotten about me! Dear friend. Do you not remember all the bouts of fighting that we had? All of that fun? All for what? For you to just discard me like this? Come on now. Unhand me. I can walk on my own." Lucas scoffed at the end.

"I am not doing this for you. I am doing this for her. She is a new one, and she does not yet know the extent of her powers. I would rather that you do not get rid of our newest addition. Every new god that we get is already a big deal. And a gatekeeper is important. I want to have my own vacation now and then. And you being here threatens that." Heracles said as he started dragging Lucas up the stairs.

Lucas' shoes hit every step on the way up, and it started slowing down the duo quite a bit as well. But Heracles was undaunted by all of this. He kept walking up, and did not give a single hoot about what was happening to Lucas.

"Why are you doing this though? I thought that I got you in quite the trouble the last time that I was here? I mean, Zeus was just furious when I rushed in there. He was ready to kill me and you. And you aren't even that important a son. You are just a product of one of his many conquests. Hera would be all over this and would surely make use of this, would she not?" Lucas asked.

"What are you here for, Lucas? If you came here to ridicule me and try and take a few digs, then it is clearly working. You are irritating me quite a bit now." Heracles snarled.

"Now that wasn't my intention. Not even one bit. But you are very adamant about being my ride on the way up, and it is quite irritating for me. If you know me, then you know that I am the definition of a guy who likes his worldly possessions. The shoes that you are destroying right now are custom made ones, and the man who makes them is dead. I have only a few pairs left. So why don't you let go of me, and I shall find my own way up. I know how to follow someone." Lucas said coldly.

"Fine. But let me warn you. I am not going to be kind to you any longer if you start making some trouble. The last time was quite literally the last time I was going to be so lenient to a guest. I am, not making the same mistakes. I will rip you apart even if that means that some wolf will come out of you. There are a lot of gods here who can take care of that." Hercales said.

"I don't doubt you even one bit." Lucas smiled.

Heracles sighed as he let go of Lucas' arm. Lucas fell onto the ground, but he was still standing. Because of how tall Heracles was, only the shoes were grazing the ground. Now, Lucas set his blazer right and he looked around.

"Do you know where he is, Fenrir? You must have met him before. In a mixer or something. The greeks had those things right?" Lucas asked.

"You must be kidding. Do you think that they would allow me or Janus to one of those things? I only know of him because after I escaped, I came across him traveling across the country. We had a really fun time together, and it was then that I truly came to understand his persuations with regards to the narcissit that is on top of this mountain." Fenrir said.

"Well, what can we do. So then. Do you know where he is or not?" Lucas asked.

"On the left, A few hundred meters. And then we need to pass through this portal. He described it to me in great detail on the off chance that I did come to visit him. Just lose this blathering idiot in front of you." Fenrir said.

Heracles was walking in front and he took one step at a time.

"You know, after you left, Aphrodite had a word with me. She did feel that you were a little intriguing. But the only downer was that Ares did not like it when she had her own fun. So, she told me to ask you if you were ever interested in one of those private meetings." Heracles started.

"I will speak to her later." Lucas said.

Whoosh!

"What do you mean, later? This is literally something that you put your life on for. You must be kidding me if you say that you are no longer interested in hitting that." Heracles scoffed as he turned around.

"Lucas? You son of a bitch. Trust me. When I find you, I am going to break a few bones just for myself." Heracles clenched his fists.

In front of Heracles, Lucas was no longer present. He was long gone, chasing after the location that Fenrir has described to him. Heracles just stood there, unmoving, not knowing what to do next.

"How do I explain this to father?" he sighed.

Meanwhile, Lucas was literally flying through the mountain.

"This place is so marvelous. I mean, the resistance that the wind has, and so little friction, it is like there is no more gravity and no more air resistance. I can literally fly if I ever wanted to. I am easily going over three times my personal best." Lucas said with excitement and thrill.

"Calm down there tiger. You know that you shouldn't get used to all of this thrill. This is the reason that all the non combat gods are so useless outside their domain of dominance. Once they are outside their usual place of residence, they find that their physical abilities are immediately halved, or worse. And this makes them useless. They will never be able to put up a fight. Now, go two meters to the right, and stop here. We need to wait for Janus to open the door for us to come in. He is a very private man, and it is difficult, to say the least, to enter his place without his permission." Fenrir said.

Lucas nodded as he stepped two steps forward and stopped. He then looked at the rock in front of him. To anyone else, this would probably be just a joke. Why would an entrance be a rock? But to Lucas, who was well versed with this world for a long, long time, this was all but common. He knew that rocks like these were just an illusion, and sometimes they led to whole palaces. Misdirection was one of the most favorite pastimes of most gods.

"We are wasting time here. If Heracles catches up to me, it is not going to look pretty. He will be out for blood after this. I just want to finish this, and I will get out of here. Now, do what you have to do to get his attention. Tell Janus to open the entrance." Lucas clenched his teeth.

"Oh please. Don't be such a pussy. What will Heracles even do? He will not be able to do anything at all even if he gets here. What is going to happen at max? He will start fighting with you, and I will push him back. I will blast him off the mountain, and Janus will know that I am here. I will enter his realm, and after we are done, we just have to get out of the mountain while facing all the Olympians. Pretty manageable." Fenrir scoffed.

"Just remind me never to put my life in your hands again. I have no idea why Ouroboros is even believing in your plan. Did you even hear yourself? You are literally the worst plan maker I have ever seen. Just get Janus to open the door as soon as possible. I mean, he has to know why we are here, and I would rather not say it out loud so that Zeus can hear what I am saying. Is Zeus here though? Can he actually hear what I am saying?" Lucas asked.

"Not at the moment. I am sure that he is preoccupied with other things. But that is beside the point. Janus is already here. I can sense him. I can also sense that Heracles is charging at us at an incredible speed. So, Janus. You either open the door, or I have to leave right now. You are going to profit from this. I promise." Fenrir shouted.

"Alright. Fine. I would rather let you in than have these two man babies fight with each other so much. Listening to you two talk is just exhausting." a voice rang from all around Lucas.

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