Multiple cracks came from the warm barrel of an MP 40 sub machine gun as a pair of cerulean blue eyes winced at the loud sound. "Another one dead." A tall older man in a black SS uniform quietly said as he took a drag of his corn cob pipe and quietly released the massive amounts of smoke he had sucked in. The smoke conflicted with the cold open air, creating a steam effect as it appeared the smoking man was a chimney stack.

The whole room was silent as the bloody man heaved heavily, as the now bullet filled man fell to the ground roughly. The several bullets from the Maschinenpistole struck the mans vital organs as it was practically an instant death.

"Let this be a lesson to all of you Russians!" the older man who fired the gun shouted out loudly, as the morning sun reflected off of the shouting mans uniform and medals, most noticeable of all was the skull and crossbones design on top of the mans officer hat, as an iron eagle sat right above the skull design.

"All enemies of the Reich, will face a death most unkind! All of you will do well to remember to stay in line, or find your end!" The officer finished his shouting as he handed a soldier under him the machine gun back, as the man saluted, the rest of the German soldiers standing in the small Russian town square saluted obediently back.

Once the officer was gone, things resumed back to normal with the grey and black suited German soldiers patrolling the Russian city of Rylsk, while the officers and HQ of the German Eighth panzer division rested and planned in a small factory inside of the rural town, which sat not so far away from Kursk, Russia.

"N-No! They killed cousin Yuri!" A teen girl cried out from the horrified and upset crowd of local civilians. "Shut up! Do you want them to target you next?!" An older man worriedly said as he held his hand gently over the crying girls mouth, the mother of the teenager sadly watching several German soldiers as they laughed, while kicking the dead young mans corpse.

"Hahaha! He died so easily! Great Russian bears!" An older middle aged German soldier gently kicking the shot man said in his native German with chuckles as several other soldiers laughed. "Come on, leave the poor body alone." Came the voice of a younger soldier as he walked up to the laughing men. His cerulean blue orbs narrowed at the older man, as he slightly scratched the back of his blonde head, "You don't have to show such disrespect for the dead you know."

"What is it to you, Nikolas? This man was trying to sabotage a panzer and disrupt headquarter plans. He deserved what he got! Now go patrol, or fuck off before you get shot boy!" The disgusting older man shouted to the young soldier as the group of soldiers began to laugh at the blondes expense.

The blonde grit his teeth and slowly walked away from the laughing soldiers, as he tried to take his mind off of the murder and dishonoring of a dead man he had just witnessed. 'Fucking jerks.' The blonde angrily thought as he suddenly felt nauseous and quickly leaned against a bench on the other side of the towns main square by a small park.

Nikolas quietly sat himself on the bench as he tried to gain his breath, as his focus quickly went from his queasy uneasy feeling to the cries of the teen girl that had rung in the air ever since the murder of the saboteur.

"But father.." the raven haired girl choked out as she was being held by her mother and father, "Y-Yuri.. was innocent wasn't he..?" The girl questioned her parents as tears continued to flow down her face. Nikolas gave a quiet sigh and could tell, that this girls cousin meant a lot to her.

Nikolas slowly frowned as he stared down at a small locket around his neck as he quietly opened it up. The picture of his mother only caused the blonde to quickly shed tears as he could still imagine when he had left for the war. His mother was so disappointed, and she had even ignored him the whole rest of the day when he told her he had joined the military.

'I-I joined.. to protect the fatherland. And to bring greatness to my country. But I never understood why you were so angry mother.' Nikolas thought to himself as he began to shed tears, right along with the poor Russian girl who was escorted home by her family.

The tearful blonde tucked his locket back inside of his grey uniform jacket as he quietly stood up and shivered at the cold breeze that slowly hit him, his hair outside of his helmet quietly flowing with the cold wind. The lonely and young soldier sighed as he began to walk down the street, as he noticed it began to get darker out.

"Damn Russians and their poor weather. It's more snow and nightfall than it is sun." Nikolas mumbled as he sighed and began to daydream about his life at the moment, not noticing there was something following him.

Nikolas remembered the day he had departed home like it was only yesterday, but it had been five months now in fact. And as much as he had seen in this war so far, through several battles and piling up of the dead, Nikolas was still too naive to realize the danger that he was facing. 'The day I departed..' Nikolas quietly thought as he relived the memories in his mind.

"I just. I can't believe you signed up without my permission Nikolas! How could you?! I mean you have ADHD, and Dyslexia, you shouldn't be in this war!" Came an upset shout from the teens poor worried mother, as she continued to chop up vegetables for her family's dinner later, the knife cutting quickly through each carrot and cucumber with ease. Nikolas sat at his families dining room table with a frown on his face, as his little brother Peter was running around playing with a toy train, and his little baby sister was sleeping in her crib.

"I know mother.. I should have told you.. but they let me, and I want to go.. to be strong and to protect our country! And I won't let my challenges keep me from joining!" Nikolas replied to his mother with conviction as the woman chopping food scoffed and replied quietly, "This is not the cause you should be dying for.."

This angered Nikolas as he frowned and stood up, holding the private pendant he had been given tightly. The patch to show he had joined up with the military, and would soon be shipped off to the front. "F-Fine! If you can't be happy for me, just don't! Stupid woman!" The blonde teenager practically cried out as he had quickly stormed out of their small apartment, the door slamming causing his baby sister to wake up and start crying as the older woman sighed and ceased her chopping. The sad woman began to feed her baby milk as tears began to pour out of her eyes, "He's sixteen now.. when will it start to appear in him. He shouldn't be dying for this war dedicated to power, he had such a bigger future." The woman quietly said as she was able to get her baby to quiet down, but only with the thought of her son still on her mind long into the night, she never saw his train to the front off.

Nikolas frowned as he broke out of his daydream and grit his teeth, 'If my father had stayed, my mother would not have had to sacrifice so much for us!' The young man quietly thought as he sighed and continued to walk down a rather dark street in one of the small towns neighborhoods. 'The jerk left her when I was born. I swear I'll kill him if I ever meet him!' The blonde thought with a bout of anger as he sighed and sat on a bench in the dark neighborhood, as he slowly pulled out a small pack out of his jacket.

Nikolas quietly pulled a cigarette out of the pack as he placed the stick in his mouth and returned the package back into his uniform coat. The blonde quickly pulled out a match box and flicked the match he had pulled out quickly across the box, causing a spark and flame to absorb the red end of the stick. The blonde grinned at the sulphur smell of the match as he lit the end of his cigarette and dropped the match into the snow. "Sulfur doesn't smell so bad.." The German teen quietly sighed out as he took a long drag of the cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke in peace.

The blonde quickly raised his head to see only to late a shovel coming into contact with his face. "Oh fuck!" Nikolas muttered out as he fell off the bench onto the ground as he looked up after a moment in shock to see the teen from earlier standing before him with a shovel, tears on her face and in her eyes. The blonde grimaced as he saw his cigarette lying in the snow, now defused.

"Y-You bastard Germans killed my cousin!" The girl shouted in her native Russian angrily as Nikolas frowned and raised his hands slightly, "Please!" He requested in Russian right before she smacked him with the shovel once again. "She hits hard..." Nikolas stammered out as the German slowly stood up, just to dodge another swing of the shovel as he tore the shovel from the swinging angry girls hands as he broke the wood of the shovel with his knee and tossed the shovel aside. With her weapon gone, the angry and hurt teen fell onto the ground in panic, "Please forgive me!" The girl cried as Nikolas scoffed at how cowardly she had become.

"You assault me, several times and then beg for me to be merciful?" Nikolas asked as he picked the teen girl up in his arms bridal style, "Fine.. but you look tired, let's get you home." The blonde quietly mumbled as the girl was shocked at the blondes forgiveness and she blushed heavily being in the soldiers arms. "H-Hey, let me go you pervert!" She cried in Russian as Nikolas scoffed slightly ignoring his fellow teens cries, "Shut up, let's just find your home."

Nikolas sighed after a while of the girl directing him to her home, "What is your name?" Nikolas asked as the Russian girl gave a huff, "I don't have to tell you anything, occupation pig!"

Nikolas gave a small chuckle and replied with humor in his voice, "You know, most of the soldiers here would either beat you or rape you for your threats and hatred. You got lucky finding me to beat on. I'm not going to hurt or report you." The girls tearful eyes slightly widened as she sighed and rested her head against Nikolas' chest.

"My name is Valeriya and I live in Vodka flats, thank you." The girl said as she quietly fell asleep in the boys arms, obviously tired from the events today as Nikolas sighed and walked towards the Vodka flat apartments in the city.

Before the blonde could walk any further, a huge rattling happened shaking the ground as he lost his balance as Nikolas accidentally fell down and blushed as he laid on top of Valeriya, the girl quickly opening her brown glistening eyes in shock. "What are you doing get off me rapist!" The girl cried as she had reasons not to trust any German, however nice they were! Nikolas sighed and slowly got up as the shaking continued to get closer and stronger until what appeared from the nearby forests in the small town had the German soldier wide eyed.

A giant behemoth with the lower half of a man, and the upper body of a bull crashed out of the forest and growled as it faced the blonde soldier and the brown haired female. "What is that?!" Valeriya cried out as Nikolas shook his head, "I have no bloody clue!"

"Nikolas Kaiser..." The Minotaur said in a perfect phrasing but in it's own growling German. "You can talk beast?" Nikolas asked as the Minotaur quit speaking and began to roar as it charged towards the teens. The blonde thought quickly as he pushed the girl out of the way and dodged the bulls charge. 'How do I fight something like this... what the hell is this?!' Nikolas thought in shock as he had always been told Greek and Norse mythology tales by his mother as a child, but he never thought they would be true.

"Is that... a Minotaur? Like the old tales?" Valeriya shouted to Nikolas as she quickly got up and ran away from the area, leaving the blonde to deal with the Minotaur. Nikolas sighed seeing the Russian girl run away, "Well.. rather it be me who dies than an innocent civilian."

Nikolas could not get a break as the Minotaur began to ram into building after tree, as it continued to roar and chase the blonde soldier. Nikolas huffed and gave a loud shout as the Minotaur caught the poor soldier in his fist, lifted him up and threw Nikolas roughly into a tree several feet away.

"F-Fuck.. that hurt." Nikolas gasped out as he laid on the ground, in a paralyzed state as he struggled the move. His blue eyes slightly flashed a sanguine red as he noticed the Minotaur slowly stalking towards its prey.

"I won't let.. myself die here! I have so much to do!" Nikolas grounded out as he slowly began to get up, despite feeling the several broken or fractured bones in his body. "Fuck... I'm dead." The blonde gasped out as his hands gripped the grass and dirt beneath him, as he felt the pain wracking over him. He glanced at his helmet on the ground and sighed, 'That last hit knocked my helmet clean off.'

The downed soldier grunted as he heard a voice, almost as if it were in his head going, 'Don't give up.' "Ugh.. I don't want to, but that last throw hurt." Nikolas choked out as he coughed up blood and slightly gasped as the voice, which sounded English replied, 'Give in to your demons.'

"M-My.." Nikolas began as he stared down at his blood on the ground as his eyes turned fully red. The Minotaur quickly gained what it presumed was fear as the soldier, with his eyes now blood red and his hair slowly turning black began to stand up despite his body being tossed like a rag doll moments ago.

"I'll kill..." The now possessed Nikolas grunted out as he was truly letting his demons pour out. The possessed soldier laid his hand on the ground flat as the Minotaur charged at the demonic teen. The Minotaur intended on finishing this kid quickly and then hunting for more demigods, but it never saw the bronze spike that shot out of the ground and planted itself into the Minotaurs chest. The beasts heart, lungs and organs most likely punctured.

The beast gave a great roar as it was down for the count, the entire monster turning into a gold powdery dust. Nikolas coughed out another good wad of blood as his hair slowly returned to its bright blonde color, and his eyes returned to their cerulean blue. "Guess.. I wasn't fully healed to fight.." he stammered out, as the young teen fell onto his knees, and onto his chest as he passed out after his long day.

Several minutes later, Valeriya came running to the scene with her father and older brother. The older Russian man gave a huff and curious expression as he saw the passed out German but there was no sign of the gold powder or bronze spike shot out of the ground, "He's all bloody, what happened here daughter? Did you do this?!" The man questioned in worry as the girl shook her head confused.

'The beast is gone...' the teenager thought as she sighed and scratched her head nervously, "He.. was assaulted by resistance and I came to get him some help." The older man gave his daughter a questioning look, "I'm not buying it..."

Valeriya's older brother nodded, "They killed our family today... I saw the anger in your eyes, and your pain. How could you get help for a German?" Her brother made a good point as the girl sighed, 'They aren't wrong.'

But then the girl felt guilt rise up in her chest, as Nikolas had thrown her out of the way of that beast, and had protected her the best he could.. A German, the enemy had saved her! "One of the resistance members attacked me, but he risked his life and fought nearly five of them off at once to save me." Valeriya knew she was lying to her family, but she would've been looked at as crazy if she told them what she had really seen, plus she was sure this beast had the strength of over twenty men.

The girls father nodded his head gratefully as the man carefully picked up the bloody and tired soldier in his arms as the family began to walk home. Valeriya suddenly felt as if someone was staring at them, and she grunted as she saw a man standing behind them in the corner of her eye, but as she went to look no one was standing in the distance a minute later. The teenager shook it off and ran to join her father and brother as they headed back to their small Russian apartment.

The next morning, Nikolas had woken up peacefully with the sun shining on his face from a window across the room. The blonde soldier grunted as there was a heavy weight on top of him. 'W-What the hell is this...' The blonde thought in German as he soon figured out what the weight was.

"C-Can you get off of me?" Nikolas asked with a deep blush as he realized, Valeriya was laying on him in a deep sleep. The snoozing girl slowly woke up, feeling quite warm and relaxed, more relaxed than she had ever felt in her life really. When she realized the position she was in with the injured soldier, she gave a light squeak and got off of him.

"You pervert! We take you in to help you heal, and you take advantage of me!?" The girl said with anger relevant in her voice, but she was really just embarrassed for taking his temperature and falling asleep on him, her being just as tired as he was the night before.

"Ugh, why did you come back and get me stupid? That was my fight. You should have let me die." Nikolas replied, animosity in his voice as he was mulling over in his mind of what he fought last night. Valeriya huffed and left the room, after a short time coming back with a bowl of soup. "I couldn't let my hero die alone." The Russian teen quietly said as Nikolas looked up at her in shock, "Huh?"

"You heard me, stupid fox." The girl said as she gently handed Nikolas the warm bowl of soup. Nikolas' mouth watered at the perfect bowl as he sighed, but then he quirked his eyebrow, "Fox?"

The girl slightly blushed, "Um.. as you see my mother and I undressed you from your uniform to help tend to your wounds.. and I found your drawing." The girl quietly said as pulled a bloody piece of paper out of her dress pocket and handed it to Nikolas. The blonde sighed and nodded as he opened the paper up fully and frowned at the blood, most likely his splattered on a well designed and colored in picture of an orange fox. "My mother made this for me. I was never an artist." Nikolas quietly said as he felt at ease feeling the locket still around his neck, Valeriya seeing him feel his locket, curious but not wanting to pry.

"Let's eat! And then you can tell me about what went on with that beast last night!" The Russian girl said with a smirk as Nikolas spit out his soup in shock, "Y-You saw that for real? I'm not crazy?!"

Eight months went by on the Russian front, and little to no progress was made. In fact, the war was in a complete standstill as the Russian resistance held out in Moscow for quite some time. But even winter would not save them, from the iron fox.

A train continued to run down a snowy track, as an engineer was sweating profusely as he heaved more coal into the furnaces of the train engine. "Gotta keep these supplies running, war or no war." The man dedicatedly said, proving that this might have been a son of Hephaestus with his enthusiasm for his laborious work.

The engineer looked up from his work as he slightly looked on in panic as on both sides of the track, sat several German tiger tanks, APC's and dozens of men stood off to the side just staring at the train as if this were an everyday thing.

"M-Maybe I should tell..." the engineer began but was shocked when he heard another voice in the engine car with him, "Tell who what?"

The engineer looked behind himself and panic washed over the simple engineer, as a teenager, standing at a tall 5'9 for his age, dressed with shining black boots, in a dark black uniform, with several medals including the iron cross stood proudly in front of the engineer and train driver. The older man gave a gulp of panic seeing the fiery swastikas emblazoned on the boys helmet on the side, as two patch symbols of his countries party sat on his arms, and his face held three scars on each side of his face slightly forming a whisker design which gave him his new moniker. That being described, this teenager, barely growing a full beard yet, was the scariest sight this engineer had ever seen in his life, even with the man witnessing all of World War One and two in his life.

"Mr. Engineer, it seems you are harboring enemies of the Reich along with your goods and cargo. I am afraid this train is going to burn to the ground before it will ever reach Moscow." The scarred blonde soldier said with cockiness in his voice as the engineer got on his knees, "P-Please Iron Fox spare me... you're known across the world... show mercy!"

The blonde scoffed as he glanced at the upcoming Russian capital in the distance. "One day, each allied city will burn. Unfortunately, you will be dead to enjoy it as well." The angry teen said as he pulled a dagger from his boot and brutally stabbed the engineer in his throat as the man gagged and choked on his own blood. The blonde was already up near the engine within minutes as he placed a small device onto the fiery engine.

The blonde jumped on top of the nearest train car and took a running start as he jumped off nearly fifteen feet in the air, as behind him the train erupted in a large fiery blaze, that soon blew up in a large explosion. Everyone within a mile would see the explosion, Nikolas safely tucked into the snow near the broken train.

The SS dressed teenager began to walk back to the German armored division he had waited for the train with as he sighed and pulled a cigarette out of his jacket. He quickly lit his smoking stick with a flip lighter and sighed taking a large puff.

'Huh.. only six months since Valeriyas death from that hunter... I will kill those man hating shrews.' The young German officer thought with contempt. After the Minotaur attacked him, he was soon taught by a satyr who risked going into the war torn Europe to tell Nikolas everything about demigods, the gods, hunters of Artemis, monsters and everything else. Nikolas thanked the satyr who soon had to leave him because of the war and the blonde had began to practice using and weaving the strength and speed he did have, though he did not know who his father was.

Then that fateful day, when a female demigod was fighting for the Allies and being a woman had got help from the hunters of Artemis. 'They are supposed to protect women... but they killed my Valeriya!' The angry officer growled out in his mind as by now his face was half red in anger and his smoking had become extraordinarily natural.

Nikolas walked up to the company of men in the nearby armored division as they all saluted and chanted, "Iron Fox!" The whiskered blonde saluted back to the armored company as he nodded to the higher up commander before him, "Any news from Headquarters?"

The commander nodded, "A company from Berlin is in occupied Kursk. The Führer has sent a convoy of officers and several generals to congratulate you and rank you up." Nikolas was shocked to the point his cigarette fell out of his mouth into the snow below, but the teenager quickly nodded and entered into an armored vehicle which began to move towards Kursk.

In a meeting room in the capital of the Reich in Berlin, a man with black combed hair, and a toothbrush mustache stared at the map of Europe as his hands gently glided over parts of Russia, North Africa, and the United Kingdom islands. "Speer... it will all be ours." The man said quietly in his native German, as the leaders architect nodded.

An officer walked into the room and saluted his leader with the utmost respect, "Mein Führer, forgive the interruption." The toothbrush mustached man nodded and saluted back, "You are fine, speak." The officer nodded, "The iron fox blew up another train full of Russian civilians trying to get away. He is now headed towards Kursk to meet with the Einsatzgruppen." The officer informed as the leader cracked a small smile and nodded, "Good, very good news."

Speer, the leaders architect gave a deep gulp, "Are you sure you want to have the Einsatzgruppen meet with one of our top new recruits?" The leader nodded, his brown eyes staring at the map of Europe, "There may be only one child of Hades in the Reich."

Nikolas continued to daydream about his past, as the slow rattling of the armored vehicles tracks crunched through the Russian snow. "So," spoke the commander of the individual vehicle, "I heard Rommel flew all the way from Tunis to be here." The commander said with a smile as he sat beside Nikolas, "Guess that makes you a legend huh? The desert fox meeting the iron fox?"

Nikolas just slightly chuckled and nodded, "I suppose. I have not done much to earn recognition from the Führer himself, but who am I to complain?" The rest of the crew of the armored tank nodded as they began to talk about trivial things, such as the weather or women.

Around half an hour later, of the several crewmen talking to pass the time, and Nikolas either smoking cigarettes or thinking about his life, the armored tank had finally made it to Kursk. The blonde soldier sighed as the vehicle parked near the main park of the city, and Nikolas quickly climbed out of the vehicle.

As soon as the blonde turned around from climbing out of the vehicle, the teenager was met with the barrel of a Karbine pointed straight at his face. "Halt! You are under arrest by the orders of the Führer! You are in the hands of the Einsatzgruppen now, Iron Fox!" Came the shoutings from a higher up commander as dozens of soldiers surrounded the single teen. Nikolas, despite being furious, chose to raise his hands and nod, "Ja.." was the only thing the blonde could say as two men held the famous soldier by his shoulders, as another soldier clinked a pair of heavy duty cuffs on the soldiers hands.

"Why has the Führer ordered my arrest?" Nikolas asked as the commander only smirked and chuckled, with a disgusting nasal, "For treason, coward! Take him away!" The commander ordered as over seven men proceeded to guard the blonde, as he was taken to a local jail holding cell in the Nazi occupied city of Kursk.

Several nights passed with several beatings on the poor blonde commencing, the officers also refusing to feed him thereby starving the demigod. The former great Iron Fox, who had become known as a menace and boogeyman to every allied nation, soldier and civilian from his deeds and massive victories on the Russian front in only six months, had been reduced to a bloody and starving mess as he laid against the wall in his rotting jail cell with a blank look on his face.

The blonde teens eyes flickered and began to follow several individuals who entered the dark and gloomy jail. "Well well, look who it is." Came a voice that Nikolas wished he could forget. "Huh, Mary. Whore daughter of Ares. Champion of Artemis. To what do I owe the pleasure of making your acquaintance?" The bloody teen coughed out, with a grin on his face as he was obviously taunting the woman.

His taunts worked as the beautiful twenty something year old woman had a visible tic on her face, as she held onto one of the iron bars of Nikolas' cell and snapped it in two in a matter of seconds, "Don't test me, you disgusting vagrant boy!" The woman shouted as Nikolas nodded, "What do you want? I'm afraid my jail cell isn't very renovated for company right now."

The curvy and beautiful but deadly woman gave a slight chuckle at the teens dark humor, Nikolas noticed and chalked it off as Ares' weirdness coming through the woman. "Oh, just walking around exploring, seeing if there were any vital points to strike at the German defenses. Seems like you've come into a bit of bad luck, haven't you... Little Iron Fox?"

Nikolas gave a sigh as wiped the sweat and blood off of his forehead with his right arm, "So I have, I take it you just want to laugh and watch me die here?" Mary gave Nikolas a cheeky grin and shook her head, "My sisters here would enjoy that," the dark haired woman said as she pointed over at several other hunters of Artemis who only scowled at the man bitterly, "But I find you interesting... and you've been arrested by your own country. I'm sure you are seeking plenty of revenge."

The iron fox laughed with a slightly crazy cackle which unnerved the hunters of Artemis besides the daughter of Ares as the teen slowly stood up, and slowly limped towards the iron bars, his hands still cuffed where Mary stood with a grin upon her red lips.

"Oh... I am going to destroy Hitlers entire army, and then I will kill you, and avenge Valeriya!" Nikolas shouted in Mary's face, with determination etched in his soul. Mary slightly lost her smile for a split second, but then it came back in full force as she nodded, "I await the day you defeat me."

Mary slid her delicate looking but strong hands through the iron bars as she ripped the blonde teens cuffs in half. Her and the hunters began to walk out of the prison cell area of the building, as Nikolas grinned rather evilly as his eyes flickered to a blood red color, his hair began to turn a dark black, and his hands began to clutch the iron bars holding him in, as they slowly began to melt away.

A hunter was vocal enough as the rest of the hunters were still in shock over the demigods actions. "Why did you free that... boy?!" The vocal huntress asked, as Mary smiled back at the huntress, "I apologize for saving, and encouraging a man. But I did murder a female, he seemed to love. It was my fault, and one day he wants to avenge her. So I thought I'd give him the chance to pursue that dream." The daughter of Ares said as she began to walk for high ground, already in anticipation of viewing what Nikolas would do to the German army units. The hunters were a mixture of sad, confused, angry, and understanding over the demigoddesses reasonings. Many of the hunters slightly happy that the daughter of Ares was nothing like her father mentally, and that must have been what peaked lady Artemis' interest in the girl.

Nikolas' sanity was now entirely gone as the red eyed teen, dressed only in black boots, black officers pants, and an open black officers jacket, revealing his scarred and beat up chest continued to make his way up to the surface from the cells of the prison. "I.. am going to kill everyone." Nikolas growled out with a demonic voice as his current state appeared to be healing the wounds and cuts he had gathered from over days of torture.

Two SS soldiers had looks of shock on their face as the demonic teen slowly walked towards them. "The treasonous soldier... he will most likely be heading for the HQ Office..." one of the soldiers said, as the other SS guard grinned, "But he will never make it that far!" The second guard shouted in German as he raised his Beretta Model thirty eight towards the half possessed teen, as Nikolas growled.

"Spike..." Nikolas quietly muttered as he concentrated on the ground beneath them, as the blonde pulled his arms towards his chest dramatically, as over eight spikes of gemstone shot out from the ground, flaying the men and killing them rather instantly.

Several minutes later, Nikolas was quietly brooding inside of his mind as dozens of soldiers rushed around him as they took positions holding guns, aiming their barrels right at the teen. As several panzer tanks slowly focused their barrels right onto the bloody soldier.

A German private gulped as he made sure his small Dreyse M1907 was off safety, as he quietly glanced to a higher up officer standing beside him with a Karbiner sniper aimed at the demigod, no less than ten feet from them. "Uh... sir, why do we need all this fire power against, well one small teenager?" The private asked as the officer gulped, "This is the Iron Fox... he destroyed over thirty Russian tanks, and slaughtered one hundred men in one battle by himself..."

With these words about the foxes achievements in battle being stated, most of the men surrounding became more serious as every gun was soon pointed on the toxic teenager. "Whilst he can't probably handle more than five of us, it is better to kill him while we still can. Führer has described him as a man of power, such as himself. He has the powers of a god, we must squash this insect before he becomes too strong!" An SS officer commanded, the same officer who shot a Russian resistance fighter, if Nikolas could recall anything at that moment.

"Rylsk?" Nikolas quietly muttered in his angry and possessed state, as an SS soldier spit at the teens face and shouted loudly, "What did you say, worm?!"

The Iron foxes red orbs flared up as his hues became brighter, as his head snapped up and viewed the soldiers surrounding him. The teenager began to wildly cackle as all of the German soldiers began to gulp and tighten their grips on their weapons. Inside of several of the panzers aiming at the teen, the gunners were ready to fire their giant shells at the lone boy.

"I-I never could understand who my parent was before." Nikolas gasped out in a bout of madness and pain as the soldiers became frozen at his words, "But it's become clear... fear me." The former officer said with another evil laugh, as he jumped up once, pushing his hand into the ground. Several minutes later, a huge earthquake rocked the area, as the armored tanks pointed at the teenager began to fall underground. The infantry were no better as the soldiers all fell to the ground, but once they were on there backsides, they all feared the inevitable.

Nikolas raised his arm up in great speed, as he channeled his powers, and gemstone flayed dozens of the soldiers around him. Soon, it was just the whiskered teen alone around several fires from his destruction as he chuckled, "That was amusing."

In the middle of a huge obelisk style room, sat many large individuals arguing. The things in common mostly were the garbs and robes they all wore, as well as they were all family, the Greek god pantheon.

"Well I swear, World War One and Two are most likely Ares fault!" Came the prattling from Hermes as Apollo nodded his head in full agreement.

Ares grinned at the two with a smirk as he shrugged his shoulders, "Not that I don't like credit where credit is do, but why do you say I am responsible?" The war god pointed to Zeus and Poseidon as the two began to look uncomfortable, "Their darling children basically own the allied war plans."

Hera slightly growled as she glared at her husband, "Yes... your darling children, honey." Zeus was sweating bullets as Hera seemed to be getting a little of her old, 'punish the bastard children' charm.

Poseidon sighed out and rubbed his chin, "It's also partly Hades fault by that logic, his children influenced this mortal war as well." Ares nodded as Hermes sighed, "I could go invite him here." Zeus nodded, "See that you do, Hermes."

Within an hour, the gods continued to bicker in the hall at each other, as Hades and Hermes appeared out of thin air. "Well... it's good to see this, little family reunion." Hades said with a sarcastic demeanor as he walked in, and took a seat across from Poseidon and Zeus.

"Hades, how dare you wear mortal clothes here." Zeus boomed out, as the dark death god gave a frown, as he slightly tugged on his goatee, "Well... I am banished to the underworld, and it's a full time gig. I don't much have a reason to change." The god said with more sarcasm, obviously having a problem with coming to Olympus.

It was not for the fact that he hated his family, and Olympus. Well really, he definitely just hated his brothers, Zeus and Poseidon. "Tell me brothers," Hades went on wanting to get out of there as fast as he could, "Can we get to the point?"

"Don't be coy brother," Poseidon interjected, "You know that your children were on one side of the war, and ours were on another." Zeus nodded and interrupted Poseidon with a long sigh, "Hitler.. Tojo and Mussolini. Rommel, Iron Fox, and several other fascist and nationalist mortals. All yours."

Hades slightly grew a glare, as his cool demeanor was dropping inch by inch but several gods and goddesses like Hephaestus, Aphrodite, and Hestia could see a jump from Hades slightly at mention of his young son with a moniker name, "Oh, and you are any better with Zeus over here giving birth to FDR, and Churchill, and you giving birth to De Gaulle, MacArthur and Eisenhower? Give me a break brothers!"

Poseidon nodded his head, speaking quickly so Zeus couldn't play his arrogant routine, "You are correct brother, and therefore, Zeus and I have formed a new proposal." Hades rested his chin against his hands but did a quick, lay it on me gesture.

Zeus sighed and slightly glanced at his Immortal wife Hera, "All of the gods here see that our children are to powerful, and too able to change the course of human history more than any other demigod." Poseidon sighed and continued, "We all feel it in our favor, to prohibit the big three from having children with mortals again."

Hades nodded slowly and looked around the room, "Has every god approved of this?" The god of death questioned as the whole room began to slowly nod or say 'aye.' Zeus nodded, "We voted during a meeting last week, we were just waiting for you to show up to make it final."

Hades nodded, "Alright, no more kids. Will our children alive now survive?" Poseidon nodded, "We will no longer be involved in mortal affairs as we once were, the big three that is."

Zeus stood up, as he held his arms for Hades and Poseidon to take. "Swear on the Styx." Hades and Poseidon nodded as they took their arms together and all three of them swore on the river Styx. A huge crackle of lightning appeared even above mount Olympus, as Apollo sighed, "Guess that's all over with."

"No, it is not. We must talk about one more thing." Came the stern voice of Zeus, as the rooms attention went to the leader of the gods. "What now, father?" Athena asked, curiosity dancing in her eyes as always.

Poseidon frowned, as Zeus stared directly at Hades, "Your son... the Iron Fox is our topic of conversation." Many of the gods were shocked when Hades hands began to shake, "Yes? What about Nikolas?"

Zeus glared at Hades as he stepped closer to face the now stood Hades, their eyes in a mental staring match. "You know what I mean brother. He might be a demigod with as much potential as Hercules. Who knows?"

Poseidon frowned and nodded as he scratched the back of his head, as the room was filled with gasps and awes from the other gods. Artemis slightly growled at the name with anger slightly building up, 'That is the boy who attacked Mary.. and got another female killed. How dare he!'

Hades eyes began to glow a slight red fire, as his hair began to slightly ruffle, "What in Tartarus do you mean?! What do you propose for him becoming strong?" Zeus glared at his older brother with finality as he nodded to Poseidon, "You explain Poseidon."

The sea god nodded as he slightly smiled at his older brother who ruled the underworld, "We propose Nikolas Kaiser, A.K.A The Iron Fox, and your son is frozen and banished into the timeless pocket realm."

The goddesses all slightly felt sympathy, sadness, and worry for Hades, and many of the male gods felt sympathetic. Poseidon even slightly cringed at what he said, no god not even Ares really wanting to damn their child to losing their life from before, due to being frozen in time. The gods were essentially saying that this boy was going to be frozen unjustly until they needed him again, it was a selfish thing that the gods were allowed to do. Zeus was the only one standing defiant, with an angry look marred on his face, while Artemis looked uncertain, over the boys conflicts with her hunters.

In the corner of Hades eye, the man felt a tear building but before it could fully form, the man dashed it away and dryly chuckled. "Alright." The man quietly said, and Poseidon and Zeus both felt uneasy about it. "Are you sure brother?" Poseidon asked in slight awe as Hades nodded, "As long as he will be around later. I know this is just our brothers plan to use him if there is a threat grave enough. As long as he remains alive, and won't die I am alright."

Zeus nodded, "He needs to be controlled. He is only a mortal, a demigod birthed to protect Olympus." Hades only chuckled and nodded as the three swore on the Styx, that the infamous Iron Fox would be frozen in time, until he was needed again. As Hades shook Zeus' hand, the death god was raging inside. 'If I can't kill you, my child one day will, brother.'

Mary was excited by the battle she was witnessing as the Iron Fox was in a rage, those not under the mists power could see his black hair, and red eyes. The torn up demigod continued to summon earthquakes which began to rattle all across Eastern Europe.

Nikolas began to chuckle darkly looking at his hand, "Oh, Hitler had a fun time using those SS zombies against allied forces. Well, let's see how the millions of allied Russian zombies compare against your army!" With a small gentle wave of the former officers hand, around a thousand reanimated Russian soldiers began to rise around the son of death.

The soldiers all lifted up their weapons and stood at attention to the demigod of death, as Nikolas grinned lightly, "Go forth army, defend and avenge the motherland. My request is you only injure and damage the enemy soldiers, spare the civilians! Enough blood has been shed, but march to Berlin and give that piece of shit Adolf hell!" The demigod declared as the Russians all shouted cries of victory and began to march and run westward, ready to damage as much of the Nazi army as they could.

Soon after Nikolas had summoned the large reanimated army, and ended the siege on the nearby Germans who imprisoned him, the teenagers black hair began to shift into its natural blonde and spiky state, as his eyes shifted back to their cerulean blue.

The blonde fell upon his knees and gave a long sigh as the environment of outside Russian fields was now extremely quiet and peaceful, "That was tiring." Nikolas received no rest as he was suddenly staring at a bright light, and noticed he was not near the Russian field he was just in.

The injured German demigod slowly stood up, as three shadows of three men appeared before him in the dense hazy white ethereal fog. "Do you know where you are?" Called the calm voice of Poseidon.

"Do you know who we are?" Called out the baritone and accusing voice of Zeus. Finally it was Hades turn, and the god slightly gulped as he spoke out strong and proud like a father would, "Boy, do you know who you are?"

Nikolas grunted and writhed in slight pain, as the demigod had strained himself in battling practically an entire army, and then summoning an entire army back from the dead. "This is.. hell?" The blonde quietly said, as he balled his fist, "This is the only place I could deserve to go."

He then looked at the middle figure, "Are you Gods, Angels or Demons?" The blondes blue eyes slowly shifted to the figure on the far left, only pitch black being surrounded by the hazy white light.

Nikolas slightly growled out as his life flashed before his eyes and he pondered on who he was, 'My father leaving my mother, her working as a prostitute, and sweatshop worker to provide for her family, never having a normal friend. Running off to join this war... murdering hundreds in loyalty to my country, only to have my countries leader call for my death. Cursed with this usage of powers... Greek demigod I am... but my father..'. The teenagers eyes snapped wide open at the man who asked the last question, as tears began to pour from his blue orbs.

"I am Nikolas Kaiser, I am the Iron Fox. Monster of the Eastern front, Smoking demon, Son of Hades!" The blonde declared his whole speech with pride as every gods eyes widened, Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, Ares, Apollo, every god, though the boy could only see three black and blank figures, every god was listening as the blonde proclaimed that he knew who he was.

Hades felt a mixture of confused and raw emotion, 'I won't cry today... but my son is strong, of course he is.' The man thought with massive amounts of pride, 'I will see you one day son, soon.'

Zeus slightly growled and nodded, "Son of Hades, you are to be frozen in time. In the future, when your destructive powers are needed again, you will be unfrozen and freed from your time prison. This is my order, swore upon the Styx." And with that oath, a giant crack of thunder gave a loud bang, and the entire world went white for Nikolas, as the infamous demigod was cast into a personal godly dimension, where time and space was completely frozen indefinitely.

Hades frowned as the three main gods stood in the main hall once again, the god of death staring at all of gods. "I hope you are happy. I will return to my prison underground now." Hades quietly said as he walked out of Olympus, never looking back at his siblings.

Athena nodded as she stood up, "Time for us all to depart. Good bye family." The goddess of strategy called as she began to leave, as did every other god depart to their duties. Poseidon stood beside his brother as they stared down towards earth, "Perhaps we did the wrong thing brother."

Poseidon said this as a slight warning, knowing Hades was very much slighted and effected by this. Zeus shook his head, "I believe this was the right thing to do. It keeps his child alive, brother should be grateful, the entire Axis was going to be after the measly boy."

Poseidon shook his head and started his trek home towards the ocean on earth. 'Let us hope, that our oath to chastity with mortals, and the freezing of Hades son does not spell our doom.' The god of the sea quietly thought, as down on earth a war was ending, and a new beginning was just in sight.

Until next time