I Scored Myself A Mate

Ea and Theseus had a different path. They had been running around the whole palace, unlucky anoyone who stood in their way as they met a very dark and painful fate. The small elf had stolen glimpses of the high general a few times by now but every time his expression was a blank sheet. From the very first moment he met eyes with him after Ares' death up to now Theseus, not even once had he shown any sign of emotion.

After some time they stopped, resting a bit, calming their panting chests as they looked at each other. Vines had gone into hiding or he was simply waiting for them. The castle was so tall with so many floors that the two elves had only managed to search through half of them by now.

"Are you alright?" Theseus asked Ea. The small elf blinked a few times as he seriously thought of his answer. Was he alright? Of course not, every moment was pure torture and if he allowed his mind to wonder off even just for a second Ares' slaughtered body would come to his mind and haunt him. For now though he was able to function, the burning hatred he had so easily allowed to take control of himself was his only force, after everything was over Ea couldn't imagine how his life would be like.

"For now." The smaller elf said, his voice low and wary. For now. Just for the next few hours, he thought as his warm eyes landed on the floor. Specs of dust, footprints. This place was dirtier than he had thought. He couldn't see his vision on the tiles nor the wood. It wasn't polished to perfection like the one back home. It was simply dirty and Ea couldn't help but feel even more mad that Ares ended up in such a disgusting place. He took a deep breath, trying to lock his thoughts away once more, find that lingering flame inside of him that burned simply for the purprose of killing his murderer. He stared at Theseus, standing tall and unphased. "What about you?" he asked the person he considered his only friend.

"What about me?" Theseus repeated his question.

"Your brother is dead." Ea stated kind of rudely and Theseus smirked. He ddn't answer nor did he show any sign of emotion as he turned his back and looked at the start of one of the many staircases.

"Let's go up. I am sure Vines is somewhere around here" The general said and the small elf looked at the darkness at the top of the staircase. It was narrow, made of dark wood, with carvings of ross on the railings. There was a deep red carpet covering the stairs and in the end of the road a deep pitch black darkness extended before them. Such coldness, such hostility. Ea could feel all that by just looking at one thing. It was almost incredible how the hairs in the back of his neck rose and all of his insticts alarmed him to step back. He almost did, scared about what was expecting them at the top but seeing Theseus walk confidently and stepping on the carpeted stairs as if it was nothing gave him courage. He had decided to do this, he had decided that he was going to be the one to avenge his lover's death. No one else. he would be the one to strike the final blow as he loked into the murderers eyes filled with satisfaction. He really wished that Vines begged for his life.

Through the cold darkness a very bright red door stood in front of them, almost mocking them with its vibrant color. Ea gulped as his insticts kept screaming at him to run away. Theseus took the final step and his wide palm touched the cold doorknob. He twisted it both of them hearing a very high pitched sound. The door opened revealing a spacious room. It was lit so brightly that their eyes had to adjust for a while. Huge chandeliers were hanging above their heads with crystals of many colors, casting colorful shadows everywhere. Theseus looked around trying to spot the wanted figure. He ould see velvet couches, placed in a circle with a big table in the middle. Empty drinks on it, stains from lipstick on the brim. He frowned with the dropped sheets and the messy bed. It was huge, able to fit more than six people in it. He didn't have to think much to realize that this room wasn't simply a bedroom.

"He is not here." Ea stated, appalled from the horrible sight. He attempted t turn back and leave when he felt Theseus grip his wrist.

"He is here." he said and with his head he signaled him to look through the open window. Indeed Vines was standing outside, on the balcony staring at them with an amused smile. Ea met with his eyes, seeing for the first time the madness in them clearly and he froze.

"Took you a while to find me. I thought you were the ones that killed Achlys but it turns out it was your king. He took the easy task. She wasn't really that strong anyways." he commented. carefree with no signs of care. It almost looked like he was talking to a few of his friends about gossip he had heard.

"You killed him." Ea said between gritted teeth.

"You're good at stating the obvious. I see. Very well." Vines mocked him.

"Is it obvious that I am planning to kill you?" Ea asked him.

"I figured that much but can you do it? I am one of the kings of hell so tell me. You general with your little lackey can you really kill me?" he asked them.

"We will try and see." Ea said and disappeared right in front of their eyes. The next secind he was seen trying to launch at Vines but the demon only laughed. He held a dagger in his hand and stepped forward, ready to slit his throat. The demon though dodged his attack with ease and grabbed him from his neck.

"Kind of diappointing if you ask me." He commented on Ea's attempted when he noticed that something was wrapped around his legs. They were squeezing him, sharp like blades and he frowned slightly. Turning his cat like eyes downwards. "Oh, so these are your popular shadows. I've heard they listen to you" he told Theseus while still holding Ea.

"Finish him!" Ea screamed as he stabbed Vines in the arm with his dagger. The demon graned and dropped him on the floor. The small elf stood up, dashing forward again with his bare hands and wrapped his fingers around his neck. Theseus' shadows were moving upwards but he made no attempt to release himself, making his previous words sound amost as baseless bragging.

"If you kill me how are you going to get Ares back?" The demon asked them with a cocky smile and both of the elves froze. "Is he really dead?" he asked them one more question and Ea confused losened his grip.

"What…"

Ea didn't manage to finish his question. Suddenly the earth started to shake and the sounds of clashing and breaking came from everywhere. All of them looked around confused as they stumbled back and forth.

"What is this?" Vines asked confused as he frantically tried to find a way and get away.

Theseus noticed that the walls were cracking, the whole castle was going to collapse soon and it was going to kill them. He grabbed Ea, making the elf struggle to get back to the demon.

"Wait! Didn't you hear what he said?" he shouted as he fought with Theseus.

"The castle is crumbling, we need to leave we will die here!" Theseus screamed at his face as he tried to think why was this happening? Who could do such a thing? This was not simple magic, it was much more.

"Your king seems to be angry, I wonder why" Vines told them with a grin before he disappeared.

"We need to run" Theseus stated.

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So people we have reached a crucial point. 

Do you want Ares back? I will let you decide. I want you to comment yes or no and maybe leave a  gift to support your opinion(if u are able to of course I don't want to pressure anyone.) I will take everything into consideration, from votes to comments to gifts and reviews. So it's up to you to decide, will we resurrect Ares or not? (Also take note that if you vote for Ares to come back the story will have to last a bit longer.) Thank you for reading, I am waiting to see the results!