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The Celestial God! (Kinda Complete) by HelloDarkness07

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 4: 1 The Elder Gods

1. The Elder Gods:

A/N: I'm back on this story Bitches! Read on!

"In the beginning.. there was nothing on this planet. Only the Demiurge, the Lifeforce of this Earth.. lived. Then, he felt lonely, and created the first Gods of the Earth. The Elder Gods. Chthon, Set, Oshtur, Isuus, and I were the oldest." A sweet female voice says, while rubbing my forehead.

The voice, my mother, continues, "At first, for the first Billion Years, the Elder Gods lived happily. They called each other siblings. Chthon was the oldest, with Set and I right behind him. And we all roamed around the planet, creating life as we went."

"Oshtur, my younger sister, though, was really curious about the stars, and so, she left to travel among them. She was lucky like that.."

"What happened next, mother?" I ask, despite knowing the story from repeated retellings. What can I say, I like this story.

Gaea smiles at me, a bit sadly, and says, "Then.. horror struck our lives. First, we all warred against our oldest sibling. Chthon, but that's another story altogether. Then, the second eldest of us, Set, discovered during the war, that if he ate his siblings, he got even stronger. He was the first of us Elder Gods, to become a Demon.. Soon, more of my brethren followed his example, and every one of them either died, getting consumed by the Demons, or became Demons themselves. These demons then spread terror across the planet, eating all the animals, and even themselves."

And doesn't that paint a horrifying picture. Siblings killing their own siblings, and then eating them. Gross. Seeing Gaea become a bit melancholic, I hug her waist, my arms barely reaching around, and ask, "What happened after that? Did you and mum defeat the Demons, mother?" I do have to show childish curiosity sometimes, but it's alright if I can see mother laugh.

Gaea chuckles a bit, and answers, "While your mum was definitely strong enough to defeat them, at least one on one, my Theos, I hadn't met her at the time. No.. I asked my.. father, I suppose.. the Demiurge, for help, and help me he did. He gave me a son, Atum, the Sun God, the first of the New Gods. This son of mine, your half brother, went around and killed the Demons."

Smiling sadly, she says, "Unfortunately, even he got tempted by the Energy of the Elder Gods, and began eating them. He gained the name, Demogorge, the God Eater. Soon, the remaining Demons understood that they wouldn't be able to defeat Demogorge. So, they retreated, and left this Universe. They settled down into their own Dimensions of Power, hoping to manipulate the life here as they wished."

"And Atum? What happened to him?" I ask, looking at her face. She still misses the old days, when the Gods were Gods, and not Demons.

Gaea looks up at the sky, but gets a bit sad. She says, "Your brother, Atum understood that he won't be able to handle all the energy he had absorbed by eating the Demons. So.. he went up into the sky, and removed all of his energy from himself. And then, he went into the Sun, to become a God. That energy he released gave rise to what you now know as Gods, and their Pocket Realms."

Picking my admittedly small body up, Gaea rocks it, as I hug her neck, and says, "And that, my son, is the story of the Elder Gods. Now, sleep. I'll tell you about the time we warred against my brother Chthon later."

Nodding, I close my eyes to sleep. Becoming a child is tiring.

It's been a few years since I was born here. By few, I mean a few dozen. I was still 3 feet tall, though, so either I am ageing a lot slower than what I'd thought, or my mother is making me age slower using her magic.

These last years were a lot of fun. Just living, with no responsibilities, and no hounding parents. I just ran around all day, played with the animals, ate, and slept.

Sure, it was a shock, being born to what amounts to the Mother Goddess of every pantheon, and even a bigger shock to be born in the Marvel Universe (or one of them at least), as the son of a Celestial!

But.. I got over it. It's not like I can live for 30-40 years just being shocked at everything. So, I embraced it. It took me a few years of being a baby to embrace it, but still, I did.

Thankfully, other than a few short ones, I did not get any big long visions of the past. I last saw what I think was a battle between the Titans and the Olympians, but I can't be sure. I only recognized Zeus and his big ass Lightning Bolt.

Anyway, the rest of my years were spent roaming around our house, and trying my hand at exercise. Good news is, I don't get tired easily, which I think is due to my parentage.

The bad news is, I can't do any exercise as I don't get tired even after an hour of running around. So, I just.. decided to postpone it.

Other than that, the last few years were spent learning through my mother's stories. She's told me about the Celestials, and my mum, from all my mum had told her.

Then there was the Elder Gods and Atum, which I've repeatedly asked her about. What can I say, I love that story. The most surprising thing I learned through the stories, was the existence of different Pantheons.

There were the Ennead, led by Atum, or as he's known there, Ra, and his descendants. They lived in Celestial Heliopolis, no connection to the Celestial race of course, and oversaw mostly the region if Stygia. The Egyptian Gods.

Then were the Olympians, living on Olympus. Just like Celestial Heliopolis, Olympus was also a Pocket Dimension, with it's nexus point being near Mount Olympus in Greece. As my mother's tales tell me, Zeus has ruled over it since a million years ago, and he's still ruling it.

Next were the Daevas, the ones I recognize the most. You have no idea, how excited I was to learn that the Gods I used to worship are actually real here! And I'm related to them!

Sure, I'm related to like.. hundreds of other Gods too, but still! I'm related to Indra! Even if he's a bit of a dick, he's the ruler of Swarga!

Ahem, back on point. Daevas live in the Pocket Dimension of Swarga, which a few others also call Nirvana. Don't confuse it with Svarga of the Slavic Gods.

While Indra rules over Nirvana, as the King of Nirvana, Brahma the Creator, Vishnu the Preserver, and Shiva the Destroyer(or Somnath, or Shankar, or Mahesh, or few other names) reside as overseers.

Then, there were the ones I knew most after my own Hindu Gods. The Nordic Gods. Asgardians.

Asgardians live in their own Pocket Dimension of Asgard, connected to Earth like all other Dimensions, and having a Nexus point somewhere north of here. According to mother, it is ruled over by Odin Borson, who has two children, Thor and Loki. Loki however, has his own kids in Hel, Fenrir, and Jormungandr.

Then, Nidavellir, Niflheim, Alfheim, Vanaheim, Swartalfheim, Muspelheim, and Jotunheim are all somehow connected to Asgard, and with it, Midgard, through the Cosmic Tree, Yggdrasil. And get this, the Dwarves of Nidavellir, are actually dwarves, and not giants!

This indicated to me that I was in the comics world, right? Wrong!

I remember what I saw, and the Power Stone was definitely Purple. The Celestial who held it definitely was Eson the Searcher, and it was the same Eson as the one I saw in the movies.

I did not understand, for sure, where I was in the beginning, but then, mother told me something that made me understand.

Ragnarok. The destruction and rebirth cycle of the 9 Realms. Only in this case, Midgard has nothing to give Rebirth to, other than Gods. Humans are still in their primate stage, while Ragnarok has no dominion over other Pantheons.

This is not the first incarnation of the Asgardians, and it definitely won't be the last.

According to mother, the Asgardians, and the other 8 Realms with them, go through a Ragnarok over a period of 2.5 million years, with a few million years in between each cycle, and it has been happening for over a billion years! Continuous! And this current cycle has began just about 2.4 million years ago. So, in at most 100,000 years, the current Asgardian Gods will all die out, destroying all the 8 realms, and begin anew, while making all the other Pantheons forget about Asgard itself. Except the Elder Gods, obviously, which also now include me.

I moved on from that story pretty quickly, not wanting to think over it too much. I stay on our Island, so there's no point in thinking about the inevitable.

Our Island, it's the only place I've known as home in this new Reality. All things considered, it is pretty small. It's only big enough to have one big mountain, within which is a cave system I'm forbidden from going in, a Beach surrounding the island, and lots of trees.

The benefits being the Son of Gaea really show on this island. Every animal respects me, and the trees have the sweetest fruits ever.

Like, I remember eating coconuts, and drinking it's water in my previous life, but the same thing here? It feels like I've drunk on Amrut itself. Same with apples. Mind-blowing!

But, it was also a bit boring. For the last 40 years, I've only ever met Mother, and Oshtur, who had come to visit mother once. She's cool, if a bit stiff.

So, I spent most of my time playing with the animals here. Monkeys, being the closest thing to humans on this island, are my most frequent playmates, along with the few troops of Gorillas.

Being only 3 feet tall, meaning my relative age being 3 years old, I am just a bit stronger than the Gorillas in strength, so wrestling with them is a lot of fun. You guys should try it sometime.

The fact that I can understand them is unrelated. Totally unrelated.

And so, I spent my childhood like this. Listening to my mother's stories, playing all over the island, and just wrestling with the Gorillas. No studying, no working 9-6, and no responsibilities over my head.

Life is good.

A/N: Yes, it was a surprise to me too, that I actually wrote on this. What happened, was that I had another idea about the Berserker. But then, I sort of thought hard about it.Berserker is weak as fuck. And I don't mean it in a purely physical strength standard. He's a foot soldier, so has no extensive training that the royal Asgardians probably do. He has no experience in Magic, so there's no way he can hide from Heimdall after running away.I did actually solve a few of those things, and managed to write two chapters. Unfortunately, I could not write, at least for now, more than that.It's not time yet for my Berserker fic to be up. I'll first try and write on this book. I'll try, but don't flame me if I quit in the middle.Until next time! Tata!

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The Celestial God! (Kinda Complete) by HelloDarkness07

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 5: Training Begins

2. Training Begins

Time goes, as it's supposed to, and now, I'm finally big enough to not be called a midget. I was a whole 4 feet tall now! That's only a foot and a half shorter than my mother!

As for the years, I have no idea. I think it's somewhere close to 60 years, but I can't tell you for sure.

Waking up in the morning, I stretch a bit, and immediately run towards the kitchen. Our house is a normal one, with three bedrooms, a kitchen, and the sitting room. There was no bathroom, but we have a small waterfall in our backyard, so.. not much of a loss.

As for the toilet, one benefit of being a God, is that you don't need to shit, or urinate. Everything I eat is either somehow utilised by my body, or magicked away. I do miss it sometimes, the feeling of freedom that you get after dumping a big ass load.

Anyway, we don't need food per se either, but mother always taught me, "It's a good habit to always know what non Divine beings do, and keep a habit to do it like them."

This is also why I sleep, and why I bathe daily, despite not needing it. Though, I think, my human subconscious appreciates it.

"Good morning, mother." I say, hugging her as a greeting once I'm in the kitchen.

Mother smiles and rubs my head. She says, "Good morning, Theos. How did you sleep?"

I never told you how I looked, right? Well, this is a surprise. I look exactly the same as I did before my death. Well, except younger. I'm brown skinned, a bit on the fair side, black haired, and brown eyed. So, like a typical Indian. Not too handsome, not ugly either.

My guess, was that I subtly used my own Celestial gift to make sure my body mirrored my previous one. Or magic. Could be anything. Honestly, this is the Marvel Universe, anything is possible.

Smiling at the affection in her eyes, I rinse my mouth at the sink, and say, "It was good. I dreamt about my Mum last night."

"Oh?"

Wiping my face with a towel, I explain, "I saw her travel all over the Universe! Did you know there's a planet made entirely of someone's head? It looked a bit like mum, though, so it scared me a little."

Mother already knows about my precognition, as I'd woken up a few times, sweating in fear. I've seen Knull 100s of times and he always scares me.

Mother chuckles, puts a plate in front of me, and says, "Your mum told me about it. The place is called Knowhere, and it is the severed head of a Celestial. But don't worry, he isn't related to you, other than you being of the same species, and the one who did it is already trapped. He won't return."

I nod, thankful for that, and eat my breakfast. It's a fruit salad, which being from Gaea's personal garden, is way more tasty than ordinary.

Knull. That's a sobering thought. He's trapped, not dead. Trapped. I don't think he can even die. He was there before Death, right? I think.. Not like I can check the fandom website when it doesn't exist.

There's a very big chance that he will return, and he will return with Vengeance, ready to track down every Celestial within the Universe. Which currently amount to myself, and Ego, if he actually is a Celestial that is. I will definitely have to get stronger.

Ego got his butt kicked when he was near the source of his power. By Mortals! I'll also have to get smarter than that idiot.

But.. if hundreds of Celestials could only trap Knull, what difference would I do?

Problems for another time. Done with my breakfast, I get up and begin running to go outside.

"Where are you going?" Mother asks, making me pause right at the doorstep, her voice ringing warning bells in my mind.

Trepidation in my voice, as something in hers warn me of something, I answer, ".. to the waterfall?"

Mother nods, and turns back, making me breathe a sigh of relief. She then says, "Come back when you're done. Your lessons start today."

Oh, crap. Lessons. Do I, a 60 year old man, have to have lessons?

"Yes. And you're not a man, you're still a child. Talk to me like that when you're taller than me." Mother says, still with her back to me.

Damn, I spoke out loud?

"Yes. Now go."

Taking what remained of my dignity, I sulk outside, and go towards the waterfall. Lessons. She's already taught me all the manners, and strategy, so what now?

"Good. You didn't dally." Mother says, as soon as I'm inside the house.

She was sitting at the table, her hands locked in front of her. Her whole demeanor spoke strict teacher, but her face said, 'I am just an innocent girl.'

Sitting down in front of her, I ask, "What are you going to teach me, mother?"

"Everything, my son. But first, I'm going to begin with teaching you to use your gifts." Mother says, with a somewhat stern look on her face.

It's not much effective, as she's a really soft mother.

"Oww!" I yelp, rubbing my head in the place where she hit me.

Glaring at me, she says, "Pay attention."

"Sorry, mother. What gifts were you talking about?" I ask, rubbing my head one last time as the pain goes away.

Mother looks me in the eyes, and begins, "You are the son of an Elder God, me, and a Celestial, your mum Madonna. So, you have Divine talents from both of us. Probably."

Blinking, I ask, "Probably?"

Mother shrugs, and says, "I know you have the gift of foresight, and your Armour because of Madonna, and you have the gift of talking to animals from me. But.. other than that, I have no idea."

My armour, which I seldom wear, as it is pretty cumbersome. I'd rather roam around without being surrounded by metal, thank you very much. There's no feeling of air on my face, no touching the ground, and no feeling anything. It's too comfortable.

Maybe once I figure out how to change parts of the armour, so it lets only air inside, I'll start wearing it again.

Thinking it over, and getting a bit upset, I ask, "So, what now?"

"Oh don't pout, Theos. You do have gifts, you just haven't discovered them yet. Now, I will guide you through the first step of discovering your gifts." Mother says, smiling gently at me.

I too, smile at her, nodding readily.

She does something, that's a pretty big shock for me. She lifts her palm up, and a tree branch comes in through the window, grows a guava, from scratch, right in front of me, and deposits it right in her hand. As she brings the guava to her mouth, the tree branch recedes, and leaves the way it came.

"What the fuck?!" I exclaim, somehow still surprised.

In all my 60 years of life, mother has never let me know that she could do this. I never even saw her do it in all my past visions!

I should have bloody known just by the fact that she's THE Earth Goddess, but still, as I said, she never showed this to me.

"Language, my son. But I will excuse it for this once." Mother says, smiling at my reaction.

I point at her, then point at the window, and at her again. "You- uh- the tree-.. -Why did you not do this everyday then?! You always sent me to pick the fruits!"

I again receive a slap on my head, as mother glares at me softly. She says, "And allow you to become lazy? You're my child, and no child of mine will become lazy. Plus, it was also to teach you to take care of plants. What do I always say?"

"Take care of nature, and nature takes care of you." I grumble out, knowing she's right.

But, damn. I could have tried it before if I even suspected it! I could have had a training montage way before this!

I did learn how to speak to animals without any error within a month! I also taught myself to swim within a few days, and hunting within a couple months. Damn, controlling trees could have taken at most one year!

"So.. how do we start?" I ask, getting excited to learn this. Mokuton, here I come!

"Meditation." One word from Mother brings me crashing down. Goodbye Mokuton.

Another slap hits my head, and mother says, "Oh, grow up. Meditation is not that hard. You just have to try not to fall asleep."

I simply nod, because it is too tempting to completely reject. Well, it's not like I'll take decades to learn how to do it. And even if I do take decades, I have like half a million years till the important Marvel stuff happens.

Closing my eyes, I focus on one thing, and one thing only. Mokuton, Dattebayo!

SMACK!

"OWW! COOL IT WOMAN! Trying to meditate here!" I yell, glaring at mother.

SMACK! "Don't you dare raise your voice at me, Theos! Godchild or not, I will.. discipline you."

"... Sorry mother."

"Good. Now, be serious, and focus on your breathing."

- A few months later-

Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I sit down on the ground. The only distraction, being the sound of the waterfall in front of me, but I don't let it distract me.

Focusing on the sound itself, I lift my hand upwards, and smile. Right in front of me, was the small lemon sapling whose seed I'd just planted 2 minutes ago.

I had finally done it. I had grown a small plant right from the seed, without waiting for any time.

"YES! YOU SEE THAT MOTHER! I CAN DO IT!" I yell, excitedly looking in the direction of our house.

Getting no answer, beside a few snorts that come from the observing monkeys, I turn back to my sapling training.

Before I can manipulate fully grown trees, I had to manipulate saplings, and then grow saplings from the seed. This was me doing the second step, well beginning to do the second step. It still takes me time to do it, which is not something I can afford in between fights.

Well, not like I'm going to actually use exclusively Mokuton while fighting, but still.

Why am I doing this, you ask?

Well, for starters, it's Mokuton! Who wouldn't want to do this?! Next, it's a precursor to every type of training I might do in the future. From all the novels, stories, fanfics I've read in my past life, that I remember a little bit, training in one thing usually helps when training in another. At least, the principal is similar in all training montages.

So, yeah. I'm training my ass off.

I raise my hand to make the small sapling give me it's fruit, and without looking, I bite into it.

"Yeackh!" I grimace, and spit out the fruit. I'd forgotten it was a lemon tree, and now I bloody bit into it.

I immediately run towards the lake formed by the waterfall and rinse my mouth a few times. Maybe I should stick to picking fruits by hand for now.

A/N: I need your help, in deciding what type if armour he should have. Or should I just keep it to the fans imagination, never describing it in the story?Anyways, Tata!

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The Celestial God! (Kinda Complete) by HelloDarkness07

Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 6: New Trainer?

A/N: I'm really bad at training montages lol, so I'm skipping the training. I'll give a summary over what MC learned in the time skip.

Want to read ahead, or just support an author? Join my on Pat-reon, where this fic is 8 chapters ahead! My username is the same, HelloDarkness07

And thank you for those who already follow me!

10 years later:

I lean left, letting the lightning bolt pass harmlessly, and run towards my opponent. Summoning my own lightning to my hands, I try a chop to her head, getting a slap to my hand in return. The lightning infused hand slams into the ground, and the lightning disperses, with only a hole in the ground to show it.

Not letting up, I twist my body and elbow her stomach, making her grunt, and immediately jump up to kick her face.

Mother summons her winds and pushes me back, making the kick miss her body by two meters. But.. she has a surprise waiting for her.

As soon as the kick is finished, a blade of wind is released by my kick, towards the wide eyed figure of my mother. Getting out of her shock, Mother points a palm at the blade, and summons a small tornado around herself, making the blade slam into it and defending her.

Sighing in despair, I point at her and say, "I almost had you this time!"

Mother chuckles, and just dusts her shoulder. She says, "Almost is not winning, Theos. Try again."

In the years since my lessons started, I blew through everything mother could teach me. Sure, the starting exercises took a long time for me, but it was worth it.

I spent almost 2 years practicing only manipulation of trees, and plants, along with a bit of weighted exercise. Where before, in the beginning, I could just grow a small sapling and control it a little, now I could do it to practically any tree around me.

I had begun my training in actual Mokuton, like Hashirama used to do, by growing trees without the need of a seed, but it was still slow going.

Once I'd begun my Mokuton, I'd realized that I get tired really easily when using my.. Magic. I can't call it just energy, because I have two types of it. And it ain't the two parts of Chakra.

I got the Magic from my mother Gaea, with an intrinsic connection to the planet Earth, and the Universal Energies surrounding it. That also gave me weather manipulation, which I was still a noob at.

I could only just mimic the Lightning and Wind elements, but only if they're close to my bodies. The wind blade is the extent of my reach, and I had just learned to do it.

As for my mum Madonna, that was a problem. I know, there's Cosmic Energy within me, and a connection to.. somewhere. But try as I might, I cannot utilise it. Nothing I've tried has worked so far.

Not even the stupid ass cultivation shit I spent months remembering.

So, I just decided to focus more on mother's gifts itself.

Nature. My whole dominion was Nature. I can talk to animals, manipulate plants, and I can control the Elements. Control. Not just cast elemental spells at someone, control. I mean, I will be able to, once I master them.

Once mother deemed me ready to learn to control the Elements, she began with teaching me how to fight.

Despite being gentle as she is, she is ruthless when it comes to fighting. According to her, she is the strongest being currently on the planet, like Physically strongest, and can defeat each and every one of the Skyfathers in a test of strength.

She just prefers not to fight, and would rather look for a peaceful solution.

Under her, I spent 5 years learning just plain fighting, using all the tricks in my sleeves, and when to use them. As you just saw, I was still not skilled enough to defeat her. And I know for a fact, that she's holding back.

After that, she began with the actual elements. For that, I took inspiration from the anime I surprisingly still remember. Naruto.

Well, not that surprising really. I still remember what I looked like, and I remember most of what I'd remembered when I died.

It's not eidetic memory, but it's just that.. I haven't forgotten anything I knew about when I died. Before that, forgetting was fair game.

So, yeah. I can imbue any part of my body with Lightning, but on a really low level for now, and I can emit wind blades from my hands and legs. Other than that, I can just use wind walls as a defence.

So, cutting and defending is all I've learned in the 3 years I've been doing this. Give me a break, it's hard alright! It's a problem with Immortality. I do it perfectly, or I keep practicing until I perfect it. But, I do know how to improvise using just those moves.

Cracking my neck, I change tactics for this fight, and breathe in, as much as I can. Once I'm full, which barely takes a second, I blow out wind blades, consecutively, with making a random blade stronger than the rest.

As mother summons her tornado again, I imbue myself with Lightning, and jump, using the Lightning to increase the Strength of my jump. As I reach the top, I again use wind blades, only this time, to propel myself downwards, through the open top of the tornado and towards my mother.

My mother had already seen me approach though, so she takes a step back, dodging my kick, and punches her left fist at my cheek.

Lightning still coursing through me, I see the fist coming, and dodge, letting it pass to my left. Using a lot of wind to propel myself faster, I kick mother in the guts, and send her a few steps back.

Not letting her get out of her shock, I summon lightning in my arms, and punch at her head, hoping to knock her out.

While my fist moves towards her dazed head, I realize, that I'm about to punch my mother in the head, and I just kicked the womb that birthed me. But.. it was too late to stop myself now.

Suddenly, a tree erupts from the ground beneath me, and binds my arm a foot away from mother's head.

Sighing in relief, as I did not actually want to punch mother's face, despite trying so hard, I let the elements dissipate as mother gets up, dusting herself.

"Are you alright?" I ask, looking at her in concern, still locked in the tree.

Mother chuckles, and clicks her fingers. With a green flash, the dust on her clothes, and body drop down on the ground, and she looks as immaculate as ever.

Letting the tree free me, she says, "You hesitated, Theos. Why is that?"

I notice that her voice has genuine curiosity in it, and she was not being patronising.

Sighing, I look down, ashamed, and mumble out, "I did not want to hurt you."

I feel a hand on my head, as mother chuckles. Damn my 4 feet height. She kisses my forehead, and says, "While I appreciate the sentiment, by hesitating while training, you are only holding yourself back."

Seeing me still looking down, Mother sighs, and kneels down in front of me. She pulls my face so I'm looking at her, and says, "I cannot be hurt, Theos. Not by you, not by the Celestials, and not by the God Killer your Mother faced. At least, not until they destroy the planet itself, and even then, some of my essence will live on."

Wiping the blood from my cheek, she smiles and says, "You don't have to hold yourself back while training, Theos. Even if you do hurt me, I can heal myself as long as I'm on this planet."

"I know that, okay. I just.. I cannot lose you too.." I yell the first part, but mumble the last.

While I do remember my previous family, and I loved them dearly, I'd only been with them for 2 decades. I've known Gaea as my mother for over 7 decades now, and I've seen Mum Madonna in my dreams for just as long. They are my parents now, and I've already lost one. I'm afraid of losing the other, despite knowing she's immortal.

Mother sighs, and stands up. I feel her magic rejuvenating me, and healing my wounds, as she says, "Well.. no need bickering now. You've already passed your test and we can move on to your next lessons."

"Huh? What- how did I pass the test? What test?!" I ask, looking more and more confused at her admission.

Mother chuckles and gives me her hand, which I hold. She starts walking us towards our house, and says, "Our spars were to make you think on your feet. You think I haven't seen the wind blades anywhere else? While it was a surprise that you've thought to use them this early in life, it was not something I did not see coming."

I listen attentively, taking her words to heart. She is billions of years old, while I'm 70.

As I look at her in wonder, mother says, "My goal for you, was to hit me successfully. And you did it, harder than I'd expected even. So, good job, son."

I beam at her, forgetting the earlier hesitation, and ask, "How did I do then, mother? In detail, please?"

Seeing my pleading eyes, mother rolls her own eyes, and says, "You were adequate, if I don't consider your age and size. Your strength still needs work, and your stealth is abysmal."

Seeing my slowly dropping face, she adds, "If I do consider your age and size, you did spectacularly. I especially like the way you utilise the Elements creatively. Where did you learn that, by the way? But, your elements still do need some work. It's too weak to harm any animal, let alone Gods and demons."

"Haha! Yup. The creativity is all mine! I did not copy it from anywhere." I say, nodding to myself, and chuckling a bit nervously.

"Hmm.." Mother looks at me, and just shakes her head. She sighs, and says, "Not even entered puberty and began lying to his poor mother." Making me stumble a bit.

Ignoring my stumble, mother walks through the open door, and sits at the table. Inviting me to sit in front of her, mother says, "Now, the next step if your training is harder than anything you've ever done before, and I'm going to get another teacher for you."

"Why?" I ask, with two emotions openly showing on my face. Curiosity, as I haven't met anyone else in the last couple decades, as it's been 20 years since Oshtur visited.

The other Gods don't know about this Island, or even it's existence. Heck, they don't even know I exist, which is how I'd prefer it.

If these Gods are anything like the ones I read about, then they're really territorial, and wouldn't hesitate while trying to kill me. Trying, because I don't think mother will let them succeed.

Mother pats my head softly to bring my attention back to her, and says, "This is a subject I'm not much experienced in. The one I'm bringing is the foremost expert in the subject, even amongst all the Gods. Plus, she owes me a favour... or a hundred."

Ohhhkay.. now I'm curious, and it shows on my face. I'm shit at hiding my emotions, at least for now. I ask, "What subject are we talking about, and who are you calling?"

Mother chuckles, a bit darker than I'd expect her to, and says, "Physical Combat, Theos. Fighting. While I taught you the basics, and made you think on your feet, this new teacher will make you the best fighter on this planet."

Softening her eyes, she looks at my horrified face, and says, "You will curse her, a lot. But in the end, you will most definitely thank her, Theos. Be ready, Scathach will come pick you up in a week."

Scathach? Who the fuck is that? Wait. "Pick me up? Where am I going? And when was this decided?" I ask, looking at the woman in front of me incredulously.

Cheerfully, mother exclaims, "Why, I just decided it, my son. I have yet to talk to her, even. But don't worry, you won't be far."

Saying that, mother shoos me out towards the waterfall, as she begins preparing the food.

Scathach. I've definitely heard that name, and I even remember searching for it on the wikia website. But for fuck's sake, I cannot remember who exactly she is!

Well, I'll find out in a week anyway, if she agrees that is.

A/N: Scathach is someone lauded as one if the best Warrior Gods, but surprisingly, she's way too much underused.

I've read just one Marvel fic where she is the trainer, and it got dropped after like 6 chapters.

There isn't much information on her Marvel counterpart, so I'm going to take most from her actual Mythology, and some of my own twist.

No, she won't be the Waifu, as I barely know her character.

Anyway, Tata!

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Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 7: Scathach

A/N: I write for fun. Not professionally, so even if the story is shit, I'll still write until I can't no more. Or I get depressed, both are equally likely.

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"No." Scathach says firmly, as soon as she'd heard Gaea's request, and puts the glass on the table.

Gaea pouts, and whines, "Why not?"

Rubbing her forehead at the blatant childishness of the oldest Goddess on this planet, Scathach drinks some more ale, and says, "You haven't given me any details, beyond me supposedly training a brat, whom I don't even know. Then, it'll have to happen on your private little home for who knows how long, after I am forced to give vows not to disclose anything I learn while on the island, even to my fellow Celtics. Is that all, or should I continue?"

Gaea rolls her eyes, and says, "Come on, Scathach. I'll even forgive your debts to me."

This has a visible effect on Scathach, as she looks to be considering it. Clenching her fist, she looks at Gaea, and asks, "What's so special about this brat? And why can't you teach him yourself?"

"He's the son of someone close to my heart. And I cannot teach him fighting for the same reason you can't teach him magic. It's not my speciality." Gaea says, pinching her nose at the misleading answer. Seeing that Scathach was still hesitant, she asks, "Why even are you hesitant? It's not like you to reject a prospective student."

Calling for some more Ale, Scathach takes a swig, and says, "I don't teach Gods anymore. They take what I teach, and stab me in the back. Or try and sleep with me, it goes either way. Plus, what use is teaching someone who won't worship you anyway."

Gaea sighs, somewhat understanding her sentiment. The mortals hadn't evolved yet, at least, not to the point that they can worship anyone as Gods.

The Upright Man, as Gods like to call them, barely have enough intelligence to cook their food before eating. And even that was thanks to Prometheus, who showed them how to start a fire.

But.. Gaea knows, that in the distant future, likely as soon as some 400,000 years later, mortals will definitely become smarter. The Gods' presence proved that.

While Atum was responsible for the existence of the Divine Energy within the different Pantheons, Mortals, or what the current mortals will evolve to, will be responsible for the shape the Divine Energy took in the past.

It was.. complicated. Gods exist as they do, because Man imagined them like that, while Man will exist, and pray to Gods, because those same Gods will show themselves to the Mortals.

Every Pantheon's Skyfathers, and the Gods of Divination and Prophecy, already know this, which is why they kicked the Eternals off the planet, and Kronos, the Titan – not the Eternal- sent them forward in time, so they don't disturb the development of these current mortals.

It was a surprising collaboration effort between all the Pantheons, and something they all agreed with. Kind of like when the Celestials first came here.

Seeing no other option, Gaea looks Scathach in the eyes, and puts a bottle on the table, which Scathach eyes hungrily. Grinning in triumph, Gaea says, "That's Asgardian Mead, made by Aegir himself. I may have a few bottles with me if you agree to it."

"10 Bottles and the debts forgiven."

"1 bottle, 5 of the debts forgiven, and you'll teach him until he masters everything you have to teach him." Gaea counters.

Scathach scowls, and says, "7 bottles, 8 debts, and I'll teach him hand to hand, and... 6 Weapons of his choice."

Gaea thinks for a moment, and nods. She says, "5 bottles, and not one more. 8 debts forgiven. In return, you will teach him until he masters physical combat, and 6 Weapons. But, you'll have to stay on the island the whole time, and not tell anyone about your student."

"Deal. But you won't interfere in my methods, or I'm out." Scathach says, barely thinking it over. In her private thoughts, she could have agreed on the first condition itself.

-Theos POV-

2 weeks, that's how long Mother said my new trainer will take. Something about getting her affairs in order. I still have no idea who this Scathach is, and I promptly gave up on finding out. It's not like I dream about my past life anyway.

During these 2 weeks, I managed to get a pretty big handle on my Lightning element, which was relatively behind my Wind element. Now, I can use Lightning bolts as a weapon, and somewhat control them.

But, it's only for a few seconds. Any more and I lose control, making even me a fair target.

I also devised a new Wind attack, after thinking back on my fight with mother. The Wind blades, that I blew from my mouth were unstable, and one even cut me on my cheek.

So, I thought hard, and then trained hard. After 3 days of meditation and controlling my Wind element, I was successful in compressing my attacks before spitting them out. Which led me to my new attack, Wind Bullet.

Honestly, I was really thankful only I knew about my extra memories. It took me 3 days to even think of an attack that already exists in my mind.

But.. something felt off, while training my elements. While I do like them, I don't think Elemental attacks are my thing. Same with Magic. Even Mokuton, as I privately call it, feels impersonal.

Maybe it's because it's something Mother already is a master in, and I feel like I'm only copying her. Maybe it's just.. not for me.

But, I'll still learn and master them all as much as I can. Never know when I need lightning.

For now, I'll keep on training. Taking a deep breath, I open my eyes, and look at the Gorilla army in front of me, some skipping stones in their hands.

Smirking, I simply say, "Bring it on, shit flingers."

As they understand me, each and every one of them gets angry, and start throwing their stones at me.

As the first batch gets close, I take a deep breath, and wave my hand. A steady wind blows, and a wall of wind forms in front of me. The Wind Wall blocks most of the stones, while those that pass through, I dodge harmlessly.

Suddenly though, I feel something, or many somethings impact my back, making a wet noise.

Trepidation in my actions, I slowly turn around, and see 5 Gorillas, and about 15 monkeys behind me, all of them holding something dreadful in their hands.

A monkey snickers at my face of horror, and screeches, "Attack!"

Knowing they're completely serious, and want to cover me in their shit for the offence of calling them shitflingers, the irony, I jump back and call up more of my Magic.

This time, I am completely surrounded by a Wind Tornado, like my mother did in our fight, which blocks the initial attack completely. But, the top was open, although too far above for them to do any harm.

Flexing my fingers, I control the trees around me to bind the primates. Unfortunately, they are really acrobatic, and most of them dodge my counter attack.

Taking a deep breath, I mentally call out, 'Wind Style: Wind Bullets!' and blow consecutive, fast, but practically harmless blunt bullets at the now panicking monkeys.

What? It helps me keep track of my attacks, alright. At least be thankful I don't yell them out.

After a few seconds of Wind Bullet barrage, the monkeys and gorillas are all either unconscious, trapped, or they fled.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR THROWING SHIT AT ME!" I yell, looking at the panicking yet trapped monkeys.

"He's your son?!" I hear a surprised voice behind me, making me turn around. Mother, who was standing there watching the show along with another lady, who was looking shocked at me, points at the trapped monkeys, and says, "Theos, be a dear and let them go. And yes, Scathach, he's my son."

Grumbling about stupid monkeys, I do as asked, and free the monkeys. They collect their injured comrades and run away, like cowards. I await the rematch, my enemies.

Mother smacks my head, making me yelp, and says, "They're not your enemies. Just because they refuse to harm you, you should not take advantage and use them for your training."

Rubbing my head, I mumble, "I just wanted to see if the wind wall had enough integrity to defend myself. I needed to provoke them for that."

The lady, who I think is Scathach, snorts, and says, "You provoked them alright. And what the hell, Gaea? You never told me the brat was yours! How old is he? I have no idea how Gods even age, as most of us were just.. born like this. Speaking of, how is he even a kid?"

Gaea looks discontent, and says, "I don't want anyone knowing I have a son. And he's like this because his other parent is not a God."

Ohkay, so we aren't telling this surprisingly attractive woman about my Celestial parentage. Got it.

Interjecting the conversation, I say, "While I have no idea how old I am, I know it's somewhere close to 80 years. Now, are you my new teacher, Scathach?"

I look at the woman, and examine her. She's pretty, that much was true. She was wearing an armour like the one Hela wore in the movies, except black and Purple, and had purple hair. Her eyes were sort of purple, with a bit of pink mixed in, and on her back, was a spear, it's tip pointed down. But after observing all that, my eyes come and stop right in front of me. Magnificent.

"Done checking me out, brat?" the lady asks, making me blush and turn away from her wonderful chest.

Mother chuckles, making me blush even more. I'd forgotten she was here. She rubs my head, messing my hair up even more, and says, "Go clean yourself up, Theos. The monkeys have done a really good job training you. Until then, Scathach and I have a few things to discuss."

She could have just spelled the shit away, but no. She probably wanted me to suffer the walk towards the sea. There's no way I'm washing shit off of myself in my waterfall.

"He's got spirit, and imagination. Two things that will go very well while training." Scathach says, as soon as Theos was far enough away. Looking at Gaea, she adds, "His presence of mind is, pardon the pun, quite shit. He did not even notice us coming, even when we walked here."

Gaea sighs, and brushes a strand of her hair back. Looking at the buxom woman, she says, "My specialities always lie in Weather, and Nature, apart from being a mother. I've had thousands of children, Scathach, and all of them were born adults. Theos is the first one who was born a baby." Sardonically, she adds in her mind, 'And 80 of my children were different incarnations of Thor himself.

Gathering her thoughts, she speaks again, "I am called the Mother Goddess, and here I am, stumbling with my first baby. So, yes. I did forget to teach him a few things, which I didn't think he'd need at the time. This is why I brought you here, Scathach."

Scathach sighs, and looks at the distant beach, where young Theos was swimming, washing himself and getting most of the shit out. She chuckles, laughing at the situation he brought himself in, and says, "Fine. I will teach him everything I am able, we did already have a deal, didn't we. How's 15 hours everyday sound?"

Gaea chuckles in return, not finding anything wrong with it, but counters, "Make it 9 Scathach. I need to teach him my Magic too. 5 hours with me, 9 with you, and the rest so he can be a child he's supposed to."

Scathach hums, as Theos begins his trek towards the waterfall, and says, "Fine. Don't blame me if it takes longer then."

Gaea nods, and smiles wide, making even a straight non horny woman like Scathach blush, and says, "Thank you, Scathach. You'll get your bottles every thirty days."

And then she teleports out.

Scathach widens her eyes, and shouts, "THIS IS NOT HOW IT WAS AGREED UPON, GAEA! For fuck's sake, give me my Mead all at once!"

All she hears is a chuckle all around her, as she starts furiously walking towards the house she can see in the distance.

A/N: Yup, It'll be a timeskip again.

Many people might ask, how strong is he?Right now? Barely above human. He's not even Captain America levels of strength yet, and it's intentional on my side.But don't worry, he will obviously get stronger.

Until next time! Tata!

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Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 8: Progress-1

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"Again." Scathach says, kicking me down on my back.

Frustration clear on my face, I kick flip up, and send a fast punch at her face. She blocks it casually with one hand, and holds my wrist. Using my wrist, Scathach picks me up to her level, and knees me in my guts, making me gasp, breathless.

As I drop down and hold my stomach, to catch my breath, Scathach circles around me, and lists all the faults she's found in me, saying, "You have barely enough strength to harm a monkey, your moves are all transparent, and your speed, is shite. Gaea really held back while training you, huh?"

I don't answer, on the account of still trying to gain my breathing back. She waits patiently, so once I'm able, I answer, "Mother was afraid of hurting me, I was afraid of hurting her. Overall, a bad combo for training."

My stomach still hurts though, but it's slowly healing. Scathach snorts, and slaps the back of my head. She says, "You? Hurt Gaea? Don't kid yourself, brat. You're a billion years too young for that. Heck,I'm a billion years too young for that. But, I understand. She's the only family you've known, and no matter how strong she is, you will always be afraid of hurting her."

I nod, a bit ashamed at that. Not that I'm too weak, as I am young still, but still. Scathach sees my self loathing and rolling her eyes, she says, "Oh, lose the self pity. You will get stronger with age. But we don't have that much time, so, the first part of our training begins now."

She takes out 4 bands from a pouch hanging on her side, made of a Golden metal, which I look at warily but don't touch yet. Rolling her eyes, Scathach explains, "Those are Magical weights. They will weigh exactly the amount needed to exert your body. For you, it'll be somewhere close to your own body weight. Once you get used to the weights, it'll automatically increase. If you actually want to fight seriously without the weights impeding you, there is a short easy spell, but I won't teach it to you yet."

Weights. Might Gai. YOUTH!

Immediately I pull one Golden band off her hands, and fix it on my left leg. Experimentally, I try and lift the leg, which comes up, but it took a lot more effort to do so. But.. it does not feel much. Sort of like moving through really rare water. Rare as in not dense.

I again receive a slap on my head, as Scathach sighs. Ignoring my yelp, she says, "First, don't be hasty with anything. They could have been cursed for all you know. Second,"

She just waves her hand and the remaining three bands fly into the air and fix themselves on my remaining three limbs.

This time, I look to Scathach for guidance, not wanting to offend her somehow. Nodding, Scathach says, "Good, you're learning to be patient at least. Now, go to the beach, and run around the island." Seeing my dreadful face, she adds, "Make it two rounds. If you take more than two hours, you'll do three rounds tomorrow."

Welp, no need to increase my training so fast so soon. Immediately, I run to go out of the training area, and towards the beach. Huh. The sand will make it even harder to run, and there's a few rocky areas I'll need to climb.

My teacher's a sadistic bitch!

"I heard that!" I hear from the distance, making me run even faster.

While most of the island is surrounded by a sandy beach, there was one patch on the northeast side, which was a rocky shore. And the rocks weren't even, even! So, while I spent 30 minutes running around the 23 something kilometres of the sandy beach, I spent the remaining 25 minutes on about 6 kilometres of the rocky shore, climbing the rocks, jumping down occasionally, and running around a few bigger rocks.

All in all, pretty good for a new runner. 45kmph is a decent speed for someone of my calibre. Sighing, I just start again on my second round around the island, after a 5 minutes break, this time, breathing hard.

Well.. this is my life now.

- Twenty Years Later-

Well, it's been an eventful twenty years, and I have to say, I don't dread training with Scathach now. At least, not as much as I used to.

First, a good news! I finally had a growth spurt! I was kinda sorta 5'6 now. Not as tall as I'd hoped I would be at 90 something years, but still far better than being 4 feet tall.

Alas, I was still a head shorter than both Scathach and Mother.

In these last two decades, the only thing I did was train. From dawn, I began with my Physical training, increasing the number of laps I would have to run once every few weeks, followed by spars with Scathach, with her not hesitating even a bit while criticising me.

Slowly, but surely, the advantages of the running showed itself, when the time I took to do the laps decreased, even when the weights kept on increasing. After a month or two, my rock climbing became way faster, making me excitedly shout, "Parkour!" all the time.

And boy, did the weights increase. While in the beginning, they weighed only about 30kgs or something, in total, now they weighed something close to ten times that. Probably a bit more.

Two years after being played around by Scathach in our spars, she finally allowed me to fight without the weights, and taught me the spell to disable them.

Even still, without the weights impeding me, I still got my ass handed to me. By a woman who drinks expensive alcohol when fighting! You know how embarrassing it is?

But I did see visible benefits. My speed increased splendidly, and I was about as fast as a cheetah now, when the weights were disabled.

And so did my strength. With me carrying around 300kgs all day, I was bound to get stronger. By my estimate, I could lift somewhere close to 5 tons now, and throw it if I want. It was when I put some effort, though, and not easily.

It's a bit harder to estimate, as there's no weight system available for now and I have to do guess work by comparing my old knowledge. But, I did master the different forms, and locks, and moves within a few years. It took longer to successfully use them in fights with Scathach. She's good, okay?

Anyway, after my Physical training, and after an hour or so of rest, mother took over my Training. And she taught me Magic!

Honestly, even if Magic is not going to be my clique, I still love learning it. What's not to love? It's Magic!

In these 20 years, she's taught me all the spells she herself devised, along with a few that her sister Oshtur, or her nephew Agamotto taught her.

Obviously, being Gods ourselves, we would never borrow Energy from other beings, so Mother mostly taught me how to use the Universal Energies around us, and the Personal Energies within us.

And boy, are there spells for a lot of things. There's the basic stuff like telepathy, Telekinesis, or Astral Projection, which while difficult, are pretty commonly in use. Other than that though, are the more complex stuff, like tearing the earth apart, controlling the flow of any water source, and using different flames fuelled by our emotions.

Then there's binding spells depending on the creature you want to bind, light spells for different types of darkness, as well as concealment charms for different purposes, ranging from hiding from animals, to hiding from Gods and higher beings.

My favourite, though, has to be teleportation. While the Portals are cool, no doubt about that, I like Mother's own brand of Teleportation more. It's sort of like Hiraishin, and a bit like Apparation.

You disappear from one place, and reappear at another location instantly. But, this will only work on this planet, for now. Mother, and I, use our connection to the Earth to sense different locations, and then use our Teleportation spell to go there.

There's no uncomfortable feeling while traveling, as it happens instantly. Plus, there is no way to block us, as you can't hide on Earth, from the Earth.

Along with that, was my usual Training for manipulating the Weather, and the Elements within. It took 12 years for me to completely master the individual elements of Wind, water and Lightning, and another 5 years to combine them so I can control the weather completely.

Mother did tell me that there was a shortcut, using either a Divine Weapon, like Mjolnir of Thor, or Vajra of Indra, or the Lightning bolt of Zeus, or even using your own emotions to power it. But.. there's no control behind it.

The weapons forcefully use your Energy to fulfill their purpose, while emotions need to be kept in check, so you don't fry someone with Lightning by mistake. I do like Mother's method more.

But, try as I might, I still couldn't gain access to the Cosmic Energy of the Celestials within me. Mother knows something about it though, and just told me to wait until the Physical training was over with.

Anyway, 20 years it's been since Scathach started training me, and now, finally, I was going to start with Weapons.

"You look excited." Mother amusedly notices.

Shaking my head, I bring myself back, and say, "Well, of course. I'm going to learn how to wield Weapons! While hand to hand fighting is good, I want a nice sweet Weapon of my own!"

I feel a hand coming, and duck down, dodging the swat made by Scathach. She sits down on the chair beside me, and says, "Good, you dodged. Have you even decided which weapon you want to learn first? Or are you just colouring your dreams?"

Thinking on it for barely a moment, I answer, "I think I'll keep that to your discretion, Scathach. You know what weapon will suit me well, better than I do."

"Damn right, I do. And Good answer, brat." Scathach says, rubbing my head with affection.

We've gotten a lot closer in these decades, making her my sort of crazy aunt. Only, I think my aunt has a small crush on my Mother, who is also her own great grandmother or something. I have no idea how they're actually related.

But, meh. They're Gods. Incest is the least of their worries.

After observing my arms for a while, Scathach nods, and says, "Swords. We'll start with swords, so you get the muscle memory sorted. We'll try different swords to see which suits you best, and then move on to the next, once you've mastered one."

I nod, accepting her decision, as Mother says, "Great. Now let's eat. We have a big day ahead of us."

"Huh? What's so special about today? You guys have anything planned?" I ask, looking confused at Mother, who just looks amused at me.

Scathach snorts, which annoys me even more, and says, "You don't know? Gaea what kind of brat you've given birth to that he doesn't even know what today is?"

Mother shakes her head in despair, and says, "We never celebrated any of his other days, so obviously, he forgot how old he is. I should have realised when he said he's somewhere close to 80 when you first met."

"Okay, explanation, now? What is today?" I ask, annoyed at the two women in front of me.

Scathach just chuckles, leading to her laughing loudly, while mother sighs. Looking me in the eyes, she says, "Theos. You're turning 100 years old today. This is the end of your first century, and so, we are going to celebrate."

"100? Century?" I mumble, honestly shocked. I had seriously forgotten my age, never even bothering to count the years. But, has it actually been 100 years since I was born? While I do remember almost everything from the day that I died, and was born, I did not bother ever counting out the years.

Well, could be. Mother has no reason to lie to me, does she.

Smiling wide, I say, "It has been a hundred years, hasn't it? Huh. Never even noticed how time flies by when you're fighting with a beautiful woman."

Scathach snorts, and says, "Fighting? More like getting your ass beaten by one."

"Eh.. same thing. But, someday, I will defeat you, Scathach. I promise you that!" I say, sparks in my eyes at the dream of defeating her.

"Dream on, brat. Like a brat who gets shit from monkeys can defeat me, a Goddess of War." Scathach says, smirking at me.

Gaea just sighs, and pinches her nose at our quarrelling. She says, "Children, you're both pretty. Now eat."

Something in her voice scares us both, and we quietly eat the food in front of us, making Mother smirk.

Well, kenjutsu, here I come.

A/N: The Training Arc gets finished completely within 10 chapters, don't fret.

I was losing my battle against Depression, and began writing a summary if what I'd wanted to happen in the story in the future, so that I could drop it and post the summary for your closure.

Funnily enough, that summary chapter brought me back into writing mood and now I'm strictly following that Summary Chapter.

So, yay me for not dropping!

Tata!

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Movies » Avengers Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, OC, Words: 245k+, Favs: 2k+, Follows: 2k+, Published: Jan 3, 2021 Updated: Sep 28, 2021

812Chapter 9: Progress-2

6. Progress-2

A/N: My depression returned today (the day I wrote this chapter), with a Vengeance, which is the reason this chapter might feel dead. Or it's my depression itself making it seem like to me. No idea. But well, this chapter does contain everything I wanted to put in this chapter. So, yeah.

Now, for todays note, No, I was not suicidal last time I uploaded, you guys don't have to worry about that. I just get progressively more depressed if things get even a little bit annoying.

So, yeah, no worries.

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The next morning at dawn, I meet Scathach in the training ground, which was just a few hundred yards away from our house.

Last night was fun, being my 100th birthday. We just has a small celebration in our house, with Mother gifting me something I'm still surprised exists.

She made an armour for me, by weaving the strongest metal she currently has access to, with the hide of a Dragon. A Dragon! And that's not even the most surprising part!

The metal she used, was extracted from a meteor that had fallen on Earth about a million years ago. Vibranium, mother has access to Vibranium. I think it's not a subject of access, but the fact that mother can mimic every metal currently on this planet. Vibranium is just the strongest here.

The armour looks mostly like leather, with a soft purple metallic shine to it. It covers my chest and back completely, while leaving my arms free, and it will definitely grow with me, similar to my Celestial Armour.

While not even remotely as strong as the material my Celestial Armour is made of, which I still have no idea what it is, the Vibranium armour is still pretty strong. Plus, with mother's enchantments, it is almost indestructible. Almost.

Doesn't mean hits don't hurt. I found out the hard way, when I was too overconfident about the Kinetic absorption of Vibranium.

Vibranium does absorb vibrations, and the kinetic energy, plus it also reflects energy beams, if they're not intense enough. But, some energy does get transferred through. So, considering how hard Scathach hits, I do feel the pain of being hit, despite the armour.

Mother and Scathach, both warned me though, that sufficiently sharp weapons, even if they're made of plain steel, used by a sufficiently strong wielder, can still cut through the armour.

Anyway, I'd kept the armour off for now, and will only wear it once a while, so I can get used to the feeling of it. Scathach hadn't given me anything, but I hadn't exactly expected her to. Well, anyway. Back to my training.

As soon as I'm in front of her, she conjures a wooden sword, and hands it to me, without saying anything.

I take the sword in my hand, and observe it. It was a straight sword, double edged, and had a sharp tip. It was a bit heavier than I'd expect a wooden sword to be, though. All in all, it looked like a short sword. Done examining it, I look to Scathach for guidance, as I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with this.

Sighing, she conjures a similar sword for herself, and says, "Follow my lead. And don't rush.

Saying that, Scathach takes a breath, and enters a stance, with her feet shoulder length apart, and turns her upper body to her left. Her sword was held in her left hand, with her right hand free, but ready to support the sword.

Mimicking her, I put my sword in my right hand, and copy the stance. She looks me over, and nods, after pushing my leg back just a tad bit.

She then begins guiding me through the katas, and corrects me whenever I make a mistake. Although I'm an experienced fighter in hand to hand combat, swordsmanship is a different subject altogether. So, while I do get a bit of an advantage while learning the Katas, I also make a lot of mistakes.

Finally, 7 hours after we began, we take a break to eat our lunch. As we're eating, I ask, "So, is this going to be our daily routine now?"

Scathach swallows her piece of Chicken leg, which she brought, and cooked herself, and says, "For now. Once I deem you ready, you'll get to spar with me. Count yourself lucky, brat."

Gee. Thanks.

Rolling my eyes, I eat my food, and say, "You know, I thought you'd have me fight with a shield, when I first saw the shortsword."

Scathach shakes her head, and explains, "Every weapon has to have a beginning. You're still too short for the bigger swords, so you'll start with a short sword. Once you get bigger, you can start on bigger swords yourself."

"Huh? Why? You'll leave?" I ask, a bit disheartened, my food forgotten.

Scathach throws the chicken bone at me, which I dodge, and says, "I'm not leaving today, you dumb brat. I'll teach you your 6 weapons, and I'll leave. I do have a home, you know."

I sigh, not blaming her. She did already spend 20 years here already, and who knows how long the weapons training will take. At least, my Magic lessons have ended so I can focus more on my physical training itself.

Looking at her, I say, "I understand. I will miss you though."

Scathach finishes her food, and wipes her hands. She looks at me, and says, "Well, I'm not leaving yet. You have yet to learn one weapon, let alone 6. Now, finish up and begin your exercises again. We still have 7 more hours to burn."

Well, fuck you too.

-Time Skip: 12 years-

"You ready?" Scathach asks, holding her spear Gae Blog, pointing it at me.

I spin my spear in my hands, and point it at her in challenge. "I was born ready." I smirk at her.

Seeing her nod, I take a step forward, and attack her with the spear, making her defend a stab. Knocking my spear aside, Scathach punches at me, aiming for my nose.

I point my palm at her, and summon a shield, defending against the punch, and again raise my spear to attack.

These last two years, after Scathach had already finished teaching me most of what I can actually learn with her, had been spent with actually applying everything in fights.

While I did learn how to use the swords, spear, staff, hammers, axes, and bow and arrow in battle, I was not a master in each of them. At least, not yet. My best weapons were the Axe, and Sword, while the spear was currently my worst.

Hammers were okay, but I just didn't see them as weapons much.

Thankfully, I was getting bigger, and stronger, so there was no problem wielding said weapons.

Currently, I had each of those 6 weapons, in different styles and sizes, kept in my Pocket Dimension. I could keep anything inside the Dimension, and call it at will.

Scathach uses her spear to lock my own spear, and throws it away from me, while simultaneously kicking my chest. Throwing a couple conjured daggers at Scathach, I keep distance between us, and bring out two short swords, one in each hand.

Without saying anything, I attack again, this time focusing on disarming her this time. I swipe my swords at her, while she uses her spear to block my every move. Damn, she's too good with that spear.

Because of all the exercises Scathach had me doing, I had gotten a lot stronger. If I had to guess, I was in the Class 20 range now, or somewhere close. Plus, physical exercise is not the only thing I did.

I had also worked on my Magic, most of the times alone, but sometimes with my Mother. She had gotten me used to fighting with my Magic, while Scathach had focused on my Physical might.

So, when Scathach had begun gaining an upper hand, thanks to her superior strength, and skill, I start using magic to give myself an advantage.

First, I control the roots of the trees below me, and grab her leg with one root. When she looked down to see what had her trapped, I immediately kick out, catching her in the guts, and use the root to pull her leg, making her fall.

As she gets up, angrier than I've ever seen her, I summon a storm around me, and throw my winds at her. She uses the spear to stay fixed to the ground, which is what I was waiting for.

Loosing control over the storm, I instead point my hands below her, and summon as many trees as I can, and make them wrap around my opponent.

Finally, as the storm dissipates, I look at a frustrated Scathach, surrounded by the Trees of Gaea, as I call them, because they're stronger than normal trees, with her spear, Gae Blog in her hand, still stuck in the ground.

Smirking, I point my sword at her neck, and cheekily ask, "Do I win, then?"

Scathach scowls, and breaks out of the trees. The condition was for her to use strength similar to mine, and she would still win. This was actually the first time I've won any of our spars.

Scathach looks me up and down, and says, "While you did win this round, you should take a look at your own body."

I look down, and sure enough, there were cuts in like, 10 different places, where she had cut me without my knowledge.

"Ow." I say, the pain finally registering. I focus my magic, and put my hand over one wound, and whisper, "Heal." My hand glows green, as the magic seeps into the wound, and begins healing it, and every other wound on my body.

Shaking the exhaustion away, as I can already feel myself gaining my lost energy back, I look to Scathach, and ask, "So? How did I do?"

Putting her spear on her back, Scathach starts walking towards our home, and answers, "Better than yesterday's spar, that's for sure. You surprised me by using the tree roots in such subtle ways. Usually you just throw the spikes at me." Yeah, my Mokuton inspiration took over those times.

Shaking my head, I listen as Scathach says, "Your swordsmanship is still better than your Spear handling, that's for sure. So, I'm going to have Gaea make swords for you as your primary weapons. But, my opinion is, you wait until any actual danger appears in the distance before commissioning a Divine Weapon."

I nod, accepting her judgement. Something in her voice is a bit sad though. Before I can ask, she says, "Well, this is it brat. The only way you can get stronger now, is train yourself, and fight some strong enemies. There's nothing that I have to teach you now."

Pausing a bit, she adds, "Well there are still hundreds of weapons I can teach you to use, but they won't be of any use to you now. Plus, your mother hasn't paid me enough for that."

Surprising her, I turn towards Scathach and throw my hands around her body, shutting her rambling up. Hugging her tightly, close to me, I say, "Don't forget about me, Scathach. I will miss you."

I feel her arms around me as well, as she says, "And I will miss you too, brat. But tell anyone this, and I will rip your balls off."

Shudder. "You leave my balls alone, you evil witch! They're innocent!" I whisper, still hugging her.

Snorting, Scathach counters, "Yes, so innocent that they haven't even been touched by anyone other than you."

"Gross. You do know that I'm still technically a child, right?" I ask, getting out of the hug.

Scathach rubs my head, and says, "Yup. And don't you forget it. Don't let any of the hussies take advantage of your innocence. Now, I have to leave. Tell Gaea I'll come visit soon."

I nod, and smile at her. While I always knew she was going to leave when my training was done, I did not expect her to leave so suddenly. Like, she didn't even wait for a celebration or something.

But, what can I expect. She's a War Goddess. They're not exactly patient.

Sighing, as I see her teleport out of the island, I leisurely walk towards our home, and think back on our time together. It was a fun time, even if she was annoying at times.

Plus, she taught me how to wield a sword, axe, spear, staff, hammer, and bow and arrow in combat. I will actually miss her.

Entering the house, I call out, "I'm home!"

As I'm taking some clothes to change into, before I can leave for the waterfall, Mother comes into my room, and asks, "So.. she left huh?"

I nod, not saying anything. Mother sighs, and says, "While I don't blame her for leaving, she could have at least stayed a few nights to rest up. Anyway, go and take a bath, I'll have dinner ready in a while."

I nod at her again, and say, "She said she'll return to visit some day. But she sounded in hurry."

Mother hums, and turns around, going to cook the food.

Scathach is gone, leaving us the only ones on the Island again. Well, I will look for her once Mother sends me off this Island. Can't stay cooped up my whole life now, can I?

A/N: Double Chapter today! I'm going to publish the Training chapters rapidly, as I don't want to waste anymore of your time. So, expect 2 chapters each time I upload for a few days!

Tata!

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