Jacke's POV"Do you remember the story of Kronos and his Sickle?""I do, but I'm sure you'll remind me anyhow.""After Uranus had cast Gaia's children, the hundred-handed ones and the cyclopses, to Tartarus so they would never see the light of day again; Gaia, understandably, wasn't too happy about that. So, Gaia created what was known as a 'Great Stone Sickle', and her son, Cronos, castrated his father. Hence, he called them 'Titenes' or Titans, for committing such an act. He saw it as them overstepping their bounds, and thus, 'Cronos' Scythe' came to be. I don't think it was mere chance that you were drawn to this weapon, you desire to slay your old flame, the Bruja, so you may live peacefully with your new family. This weapon will ensure your success in that regard, but a word of warning, from the Spiderman movies: With great power, comes great responsibility," She said as she handed the scythe to me, almost instantaneously, the weapon shifted and changed in response to my being, "

Jacke's POVThe Golden Child of Ice was right, we were being beaten down and built back up, nothing short of perfection; over three days, we were pushed to our limits, asked to break our limits, and push onward. Dodgeball turned to fencing, fencing turned to archery, and archery turned to creating our weaponry from our energy and dueling our peers. What surprised me was that instead of dueling him, M asked me to duel Damien and Jameson at the same time, and that was as painful as it came. We fought for hours on end, not giving up and fighting until the other fell, only for them to get back up with newfound energy. There was something else going on, I didn't understand it so eventually, I got up after Jameson and Damien fused to get the edge and turned to M."How long must we endure this torture?! We've been training for three days, and it's felt like weeks! What's your plan then?!""Jacke, duel me," He said throwing his jacket off his shoulders, and that's when I could see it, he didn

Jacke's POVWe got home just as the first few trucks were arriving with Alex at the head of her pack, not too surprising, and she started ordering her people on how to get started building. Her people started re-building the buildings from their pack on our grounds, and as more and more of the trucks arrived, my people started joining them. Making adjustments to the foundations, changing the angling of the ceilings, and more to make the buildings more stable and enduring against storms that come in. Alex joined up with the rest of us, and we introduced her to M and the two kids from the church. Not surprisingly, she wasn't too trusting of M at first, but after a bit of explanation, and words of wisdom, he was able to assure her that he wasn't here to cause harm."Jacke and his people brought me here, and I worked with them as best I could to get them ready for this war, but your foe is strong-willed and unpredictable; Worse off, she's got a reasonable motive for waging this war, but s

N/A POVThey entered the Necropolis to see an army of the living dead awaiting them, La Bruja sitting on a pedestal, placing herself above all others as if she were the ruler of the dead. As Jacke took the lead, Mallow, Milo, and Gloria split off from the group to divert attention from them; They took to different sides of the realm, as Jacke and Alex led their army forwards, something told them that even if La Bruja would have words, there was no way out of here without a fight, and they'd come to terms with that fact."Ah, Jakey boy, it's good to see you again, Mi Amor. You're just as adorable as the day I first laid eyes on you, still as innocent I see.""Your eyes deceive you, Dear Bruja, you only see me the same as I once was, not who I am now. You do hate me, don't you?""With every fiber of my being."The air of The Necropolis shifted, resembling the hatred she held in her heart for her old flame. To her, he was to blame for everything that went wrong, after he bested her once

Mallow's POVThe beast was strong-willed, I could give it that much, but I wasn't easily beaten; Not here, not anywhere. It flew as high as it could before I grabbed the horns that were drilled into its sides, and pulled back forcing it to go straight down."Either you serve me," I said before moving my hand from one of its horns to its forehead, "Or you perish here, once and for all!"It flew straight down at top speed, it knew it had a choice here, and I wasn't letting go of it anytime soon; Its will to live was strong, and it had a choice to make, either serve me and my ends, abandoning the dark void it had served for the last millennia, or it perished here in the Necropolis, never to be remembered nor feared again. As the ground grew closer and closer, the beast started showing its fear, and as it caught ablaze it spread its wings out and avoided the ground below."You win, Child of Ice!" It said as the void born shed its scales, burning the void from its very soul and swearing al