Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Saving Private… Ares?

Chapter 45: Saving Private… Ares?

Demon Lady Tamara has reigned supreme over the vampires for centuries. To the point that their call for help gets the attention of a certain war god. Can Ares liberate the Fangs? Or will they keep on shaking their asses to D-pop?

Now, as one might tell you, what is important is not what you do, but what you don't. This is true in both wars, and in regular civilian life.

I really should have skipped a couple of steps, before I plunged into the waters of the underworld, and took a dive to this strange world.

I know all about fantasy worlds. They are mostly harmless, seeing as nobody from them can come to Earth. But this time, I am not so sure. Because, this demon lady, well, she does have some knowledge about Earth. And that worries me.

Yet, I am a proud war god. Sure, almost nobody ever worships me anymore, but I had my glory days. When I felt millions of prayers come my way, I was stunned. People remembered me. But they were in a fantasy world.

More than that, they were vampires. Their prayers were strange, and had a sense of urgency. Just what was I supposed to understand from:

 Dear god, if I have to wear another mini-skirt, I will sow my dick off?

Yeah, confusing.

So, I jumped into this new world, and got a screen in front of me when I landed on an island.

[Welcome, Hero of Ultimate Fate, Ares!

You begin your journey at the Island of the Forsaken…]

And that really got me going. I didn't bother to try to read the rest of the stuff because I knew everything I needed to. So, I took my leather clad ass around the island, only to see that it was strange.

On one corner, there are two women, and on the other side, there is a man and a merman. Naturally, I go to the women first. Wondering, with more than a little wistfulness, if they are up for a threesome.

That doesn't go over well. They snark at me the whole time, and then shoo me off to the men. Maybe, I should not have suggested the threesome? They could have known something.

Anyway, I make it to the men, and smile brightly, as the plainer of the two sees me.

"Hello? The east and west sides of the island are free. You can move in there," the plain Joe tells me, and I shake my head.

"I am on a quest," I tell him, and then let my aura shine on him. "I am the War God Ares. You may bow now."

Instead of bowing, the man takes out his red sword, and waves it at me threateningly. And that is about the time I realize… I don't have my powers anymore. I can't evaporate him with a lightning strike. So, I roll my sleeves, and hear the best song I have ever heard.

Before I know what, I am doing, and why, I am waddling in the salty later, towards the singer.

And that is how I ended up on a rock, with sharks circling me.

"You are a Hero of Ultimate Fate, huh?" The merman asks, eyes narrowed. "Just why were you threatening Joe?"

You are reading story Short Stories With Fangs at novel35.com

"Look, here, I have a mission, ok? I need to stop a demon lady," I really wish that I had my powers with me. He huffs, and leaves me on the rock.

A shark jumps from the water, and falls back into the sea. Is this my end? Will I die here?

[Critical Vitals. Ultimate Hero of Fate, Ares, is in mortal danger. Summoning help…]

"Wait, what am I doing in here?" I can see that a man is in the water. The sharks actually swim away.

"Hello? The locals from the island dumped me in here. Do you think you can give me a lift? I need to combat a demon lady," I tell the man, who gets out of the water, and on my rock.

"What is with all the leather?" He asks. "Are you an exotic dancer?"

"No, God of War, Ares. Nice to meet you," I offer him my hand, and he shakes it reluctantly.

"If you are a god, then how come you can't zap yourself out of here," this is an excellent question. I ask myself the same, and a screen appears.

[In order for the Hero of Ultimate Fate to have powers, the hero must train for them.]

Wait? How unfair is that? I haven't trained in centuries!

"My name is Alek. Are you perhaps after demon lady Tamara? I have tried to get her out of the picture a couple of times, but she always slips from my grasp. Especially now, that she has the Caviar of Truth," ah, typical fantasy world, with its typical fancy shit.

 Caviar of Truth? I bet that someone on a sugar high came up with it.

"Can you bring me to the mainland, so I can begin my journey. My system tells me I need to train," I said, and the man snaps his fingers. We are no longer in the middle of the sea, with sharks swimming around us. Rather, we are in the forest.

"Do you need companions? I bet that I can arrange for some adventurers," the man says, and I shake my head.

"No, I must walk the path ahead of me alone," besides, I might not have my powers anymore, but give me a sword, and I can still cut you up to ribbons. "One thing, before you leave?"

"Yes?" Alek asks, and I smile a dashing smile at him.

"Can you give me a sword and a buckler?" I ask him, and he snaps his fingers again. I feel the reassuring weight of a sword at my hip, and a buckler around my wrist. "Thanks, man. You are golden."

"Don't thank me yet. Your journey is going to take you to the dark part of this world, and you might yet drown in the grime," he says his drivel, and then disappears.

The woman who would get one up at me has not been born yet. I don't like the chances of this, Tamara. Not one bit. For, I am Ares. The Thot Slayer. Hehe.

Ares begins his journey, by hitting the slime dungeon, in the middle of the forest. When he emerges out of the cave, he is faced with a group of gnomes, who won't stop yelling.

To be continued?

You can find story with these keywords: Short Stories With Fangs, Read Short Stories With Fangs, Short Stories With Fangs novel, Short Stories With Fangs book, Short Stories With Fangs story, Short Stories With Fangs full, Short Stories With Fangs Latest Chapter