Two Monsters

Hades then heard Tiamat's Voice in his hand as she gave him a plan. "Will ain't that perfect".

Hade's shadow covered Hyperion and Set, and then Him and Hestia; he used Shadow's step as he teleported them.

Ra then spoke. "What just happened".

Meanwhile, a different set came out of the Shadow and then gut-punched by Hestia, sending him through 50 trees; he then heard an insane laugh.

"Hahhahahahahahahahahahahahahah, Hades, you Dum ass, you know what I needed"

Set looked at who Laughed it was Hestias as she was Smirking. "What The?".

Hestia then lit off her fire; it was so strong that a part of Earth lit up as it went from Night today. "Just, with none of my allies here, I don't need to hold back".

Set, still reeling from the unexpected attack, quickly regained his stance, his eyes narrowing at Hestia's glowing form. "You think this will be enough to stop me, Hestia?" His voice was low and filled with disdain, the power of the desert god radiating from his being.

Hestia smirked, the flames around her intensifying, her body becoming a fiery silhouette in the middle of the battlefield. "You've underestimated me, Set. For too long, the gods have held back, worried about collateral damage and holding onto old alliances. But you... you're not my ally, and I have no reason to hold back anymore."

As she spoke, the fire in her hands flared higher, the air around them crackling with heat. The earth beneath her feet began to tremble, burning with the intensity of her power, as she released a burst of fire that illuminated the entire battlefield. The sky seemed to explode into dawn as her flames reached higher, her presence commanding everything around her.

Hades, standing at the edge of the scene, his shadows still swirling around him, watched with an approving glance. "This is just the beginning. Set was never meant to face Hestia alone. He's been too reliant on his tricks."

Suddenly, a rift in the shadows tore open near Set, and a second figure emerged, cloaked in the deepest of darkness. The figure was familiar to both Hestia and Set: another incarnation of Set's self, one born from the twisted dark power that resided within his being. This duplicate set was just as dangerous as the original.

Hestia, however, wasn't fazed. With a swift movement, she flared her fire forward, igniting the duplicate Set in a flash of bright flames that would have consumed any other being. But the duplicate laughed, its voice an eerie echo.

"Fire... is such an ineffective weapon," the duplicate Set taunted, rising from the flames with nary a scratch. "You've been relying on it for too long, Hestia. It won't save you here."

Hestia didn't miss a beat. "Perhaps, but I'm not just relying on fire anymore."

With a motion of her hand, the flames around her began to shift, weaving into a complex network of radiant energy, building up and channelling into a massive sphere of light. The sphere crackled, bending space itself as it grew larger, creating shockwaves in the atmosphere. The pure intensity of it tore through the night sky, and for a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to pulse with Hestia's power.

"Burn, Set," she whispered, her voice cold as ice. "You and your shadows won't stop me. Not this time."

She released the sphere, sending it hurtling toward the two Sets in front of her, a blinding wave of fire and light. Both Sets tried to evade, but the speed of the blast caught them off guard. The fiery energy consumed them, igniting their forms in a devastating explosion of light and heat.

Set's duplicate let out an agonizing scream, fading into nothingness as the flames consumed him. But the real Set, his body now scorched and burned, staggered back, barely holding himself together. His golden armour was charred, his form barely recognizable under the intense assault.

"You..." Set spat out, rage and pain mixing in his voice. "You think you've won?"

Hestia stepped forward, her fiery form still glowing with intensity. "No, Set. I haven't won. Not yet. But this is the start of it."

Hades then teleports to his battle with Hyperion.

Hestia then covered her leg in a fire as she spine kicked Set through a few trees; she then raised her hands, and a Piller of fire came out, and it went to Set, covering him in pain as Set screamed in Pain.

He then tried to get up, and his dog-like head was grabbed. Hestia smirked as he punched him so hard that Set could feel his skull break as he was sent back.

He looked up and only saw Hestia in front of him, as he saw her covering her he punched with rapped punches of Light speed, as the grow below him started to crack and break, and then red lava-like lines happend in the Ground, Hestia laughed and kicked him air, she made Fire wings and flew up too him.

She kicked as he fell to the ground, as he felt his bones break, as golden blood came from him, as Set then made a barrier of Sand as it covered Hestia, as he took a deep breath.

Sand chained then chained Hestia as Set took a breath. "That was something".

Then he heard words that made his Divine Blood go cold. "You think Chains can Hold".

An Inferno came out, as the sand turned into glass, and then Hestia broke through, grabbed him, and pulled him in; he looked at Hestia as the only thing he could see was the face of Death itself.

Set screams could be heard throughout the whole battlefield. Meanwhile in a different place, as this was happening.

As Hyperion looked around a bit, he was in a different place, as he looked like he was on top of a Mountain, and then saw Hades standing there with a smirk.

Hyperion's eyes narrowed as he gazed across the vast mountain range, the eerie stillness of the landscape giving him an unsettling feeling. He could feel the oppressive weight of Hades' presence behind him, the god of the underworld standing confidently on the peak, his shadow swirling ominously around him.

"You've trapped me in this place, Hades," Hyperion muttered, his voice tinged with annoyance. "Do you think you can defeat me so easily?"

Hades chuckled, his voice smooth and chilling. "I don't need to defeat you easily, Hyperion. You're not the threat here. It's not about power. It's about control."

With a swift movement, Hades' shadow seemed to stretch and coil, twisting around Hyperion's legs. The darkness surged, trying to bind him, but Hyperion's fiery form flared with power, shaking off the tendrils.

"I control the very essence of death itself. You're just a fading star," Hades continued, his smirk never fading. "You may burn brightly, but even the brightest flame eventually extinguishes."

Hyperion grinned, his form crackling with energy. "You're a fool to think that. The sun never fades. It will always rise again."

A burst of energy erupted from Hyperion, sending shockwaves through the mountain, but Hades was already gone, vanishing into the shadows. In a blink, he reappeared behind Hyperion, his shadow extending like a living entity.

"Your flame may rise, but you'll burn yourself out, Hyperion. You're not as invincible as you think," Hades said, his tone carrying a dangerous calm.

Hyperion turned just in time to block a slash of shadow, but the force behind it was immense. His body trembled under the impact, but he held his ground, his eyes burning with determination. "I won't fall so easily, Hades. If you think you can hold me here, you're mistaken."

The sky above them began to darken as Hades' shadows twisted and grew, covering the entire mountain. "You don't need to fall. You'll burn yourself out trying to escape this place. And when you do, I'll be here to collect your soul."

Hyperion roared, unleashing a torrent of solar energy in all directions. The blast illuminated the entire landscape, tearing through the shadows. But as the light began to fade, he saw Hades standing unharmed, untouched by the flames.

"You'll have to do better than that," Hades taunted, his form now barely visible in the shifting shadows.

Hyperion's eyes widened as he realized the gravity of the situation. Hades wasn't just attacking him physically; he was warping the very space around them. The mountain began to crumble under the weight of their powers, the land itself shifting with every step they took.

"I have lived longer than you can imagine, Hyperion," Hades said, his voice echoing from all directions. "You are just a blip in the cycle of time. The sun will die one day, and when it does, I will still be here."

Hyperion's eyes glowed brighter, his fury rising with every word. "The sun will never die as long as I am its guardian! You may have control over death, Hades, but I have control over the very life of this world!"

He raised his arms, and the air around him crackled with fiery energy. But before he could unleash his full might, Hades' shadow engulfed him entirely, pulling him into an inescapable void.

"You're too arrogant, Hyperion," Hades whispered, his presence growing stronger. "And that will be your undoing."

As Hyperion struggled against the encroaching darkness, a voice from the distance echoed across the mountain. It was Hestia's, her voice full of laughter, yet tinged with a hint of coldness. "Looks like you're in a bit of a bind, big guy. Not so invincible now, are we?"

Hyperion turned, his eyes burning with defiance. "Hestia... you..."

But before he could say more, the shadows around him tightened, and Hades' voice filled his mind, cold and final. "You'll regret crossing me, Hyperion. Your time is up."

At that moment, a blast of golden energy erupted from the shadows, sending Hyperion crashing to the ground. His body crackled with the residual energy of Hades' power, but he slowly began to rise, his form flickering with the remnants of his godly essence.

Hades, watching from above, smiled. "You were never meant to survive this battle, Hyperion. Not against me."

Hades then kicked Hyperion away, and Hyperiok got up, only to see a Gaitn Shadow Arm come out from the ground and slam in the grub; then he got up, only to see Hade use Crescent Slash and kick his leg as the shadow hit Hyperion sending him back.

As then Hades teleported behind him, he grabbed Hyperion's arm and slammed into the Ground, as then Hades covered his hand in shadow and hit Hyperion in the chest, cracking his armour by a bit.

Hyperion gritted his teeth as Hades' shadow-covered hand crashed into his chest, the force of the impact sending cracks through his divine armor. The blow left him gasping for air, his body feeling the weight of the attack. Yet, despite the pain, he refused to fall.

"I won't let you win, Hades," Hyperion growled, pushing himself up from the ground, the ground around him shaking as he rose. His golden light flickered weakly but still burned with defiance.

Hades smirked, his eyes glowing with amusement. "You really believe you can stop me? You're just a fading star. Your light can't outshine the eternal darkness."

Without a moment's hesitation, Hades' shadowy arm emerged from the ground once again, coiling like a serpent and slamming into Hyperion's legs, causing him to stumble and crash back into the earth. Hyperion's body quaked under the force, but the fire within him refused to extinguish.

Hades raised his other hand, summoning a crescent of shadow energy that gleamed with deadly intent. He slashed it across the air toward Hyperion, the attack cutting through the atmosphere with a terrifying speed.

Hyperion barely managed to block it with his arm, but the shadow slashed through his defenses, tearing through the fabric of his armor and sending sparks flying. The ground beneath him cracked and shattered under the sheer power of the attack.

Before Hyperion could recover, Hades appeared behind him in the blink of an eye. He grabbed Hyperion's arm, twisting it violently and slamming him down into the earth with a sickening thud. The impact reverberated across the battlefield, shaking the very ground beneath them.

"You're persistent, I'll give you that," Hades said, his voice dripping with disdain. "But persistence doesn't save you from the inevitable."

Hyperion tried to rise, his arm still aching from the brutal slam, but Hades was relentless. The god of shadows placed his palm over Hyperion's chest, and a dark aura surrounded his hand as he struck with another devastating blow. The shadow energy surged into Hyperion, crackling and spreading through his body, causing his armor to crack further and his body to tremble.

"You… won't…" Hyperion gasped, struggling to catch his breath. "Stop me that easily."

Hades looked down at him with an almost bored expression. "I already have, Hyperion. You just don't know it yet."

With a final sneer, Hades lifted his foot and slammed it into Hyperion's chest, sending him flying backward into the rocky terrain. Hyperion's body collided with the mountainside, his form crumpling under the weight of the attack. A trail of smoke and golden blood marked his path, as his body fought to remain intact.

Hades, hovering above the fallen Hyperion, raised his hand once again, a whirlpool of shadow swirling around his palm. "This is where it ends. Your light cannot escape the darkness."

As Hyperion struggled to rise, he could feel his energy waning. The shadows around him were suffocating, closing in on him. Despite every ounce of strength he had, he was beginning to feel the overwhelming weight of the god of death's power.

The sun would set, but it seemed that today, it might never rise again for Hyperion.

Hestia spoke watching the battle. "Hey, little Brother need help".

Hades looked back at Hestia as he spoke. "No need". Hades then smirked. "Let's see, let's have more fun".

He then shadow stepped into her, and an undead army came out of Hades, made by the energy of the Void and Chaos as Hades Spoke. "Let's see if you taken them down, this is too boring".

Hestia then spoke looking at him. "Damm, that is just Disrespectful; then again, this is the same Guy working for our father, so, Go Kick his ass Shadow Army".

Hades' smirk widened as he watched the undead army emerge from the depths of the Void and Chaos, their eyes glowing with eerie energy, their forms twisted and hollow. The air grew heavy with the oppressive weight of death and despair as they surrounded Hyperion, each one a former soul consumed by the void. They moved like an unstoppable tide, intent on overwhelming the once-mighty titan.

Hyperion, weakened by Hades' previous attacks, barely managed to lift his head, his golden light flickering as he saw the army of undead marching toward him. He tried to rise, but the sheer number of them made it impossible to break free.

"Impossible..." Hyperion muttered under his breath, his voice weak with disbelief. "How... how is this happening?"

Hades stepped back, his eyes glowing darkly as he raised his hand. "I told you, Hyperion. You should have stayed out of this. Now, you face the consequences."

The undead army began to close in, their steps synchronized, and their cold, hollow eyes fixed on the titan. With every step they took, the earth trembled beneath their feet.

Hestia, watching from a distance, rolled her eyes at her brother's theatrics. "Damn, Hades, that's a bit much, don't you think? You're giving the old man too much of a beating already."

Hades chuckled darkly, his voice almost playful. "It's not about beating him, Hestia. It's about ensuring he knows his place. Let him feel the weight of the Void and the Chaos before I finish him."

As the undead closed in on Hyperion, they began to strike with terrifying precision. The clashing sounds of their strikes echoed across the battlefield. Hyperion, though weakened, still managed to summon his strength, his golden energy surging as he fought back with all his might. But the undead, with their endless numbers, kept pressing forward, each strike pushing him further into a corner.

Hestia, shaking her head at the sight, spoke with a mocking tone. "Honestly, you just never learn. But I suppose that's what happens when you side with the wrong gods."

She then turned to Hades with a grin. "Well, if you're gonna make him suffer, at least make it fun. Show him the full power of your undead army, and let's see if he can handle it."

Hades' smirk turned into a smile. "Oh, trust me, Hestia, this is just the beginning." He raised his hand again, signalling the undead to intensify their assault.

The army moved with relentless ferocity, their attacks sharp and deadly. Hyperion fought valiantly, but the more he battled, the more he realized that this fight was slipping away from him. The void energy coursing through the undead seemed to weaken him, sapping his strength and diminishing his divine light.

As Hades watched, he began to enjoy the spectacle of it all. "I want to see how far he can go before he breaks. Let's see how much punishment his divine body can take."

Hyperion's once-bright armour was now cracked and scorched, his golden blood staining the ground as the undead continued to assault him. His strength was fading with each blow, but his spirit still resisted. "I won't... fall... that easily," he growled, struggling to summon the last of his power.

Hades' voice cut through the air. "I admire your persistence, Hyperion, but it's futile. No one can withstand the Void forever."

Hestia chuckled from a distance. "We'll see how long he lasts, Hades. But this is just getting boring. Want me to make it more interesting?"

Hades turned to her, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "You think you can do better?"

Hestia grinned, her fiery aura blazing brighter. "No, but I think I can speed up the process. Let's see how much heat this guy can take."

With a snap of her fingers, flames erupted around Hestia, swirling into a vortex of intense fire. She held her hand out, and the flames formed into a massive sphere of blazing heat. It grew rapidly, expanding with such force that it seemed to boil the air around her.

"Say goodbye, Hyperion," Hestia said with a wicked grin, launching the sphere of fire straight toward him. The flames were so intense that they turned the air itself to ash, the earth beneath cracking under the immense heat.

Hyperion, still surrounded by the undead army, could do nothing but brace himself. He raised his arms, trying to summon any remaining strength to block the incoming inferno. But the flames overwhelmed him in a blinding flash of light, consuming everything in their path.

Hades watched with satisfaction, his dark eyes narrowing. "It's over, Hyperion."

Hestia smirked at her brother's confidence. "For now, Hades. For now." She watched as the flames continued to burn, the battlefield now ablaze with the destruction they'd wrought.

But as the smoke cleared, a faint golden glow began to emerge from the centre of the inferno. Hyperion, battered and broken, stood, his body scorched but his spirit still intact. He glared at Hades and Hestia with a burning fury.

"Is that... all you have?" Hyperion spat, his voice filled with defiance despite the pain. "I am not so easily destroyed."

Hades and Hestia exchanged glances, surprised by the titan's resilience. "It seems you've got more fight in you than I expected," Hades muttered. "Perhaps I should push harder."

Hestia chuckled. "Oh, I'm getting tired of watching him struggle. Let's see what happens when I turn up the heat just a little more."

With that, the battle raged on, the clash of fire, shadow, and void shaking the very foundations of the battlefield. The fate of Hyperion, and perhaps the gods themselves, hung in the balance.

To be continued

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