#tried to defend her from Zeus only to be thrown off Olympus

[sarafangirlart]

It’s ironic that Hephaestus has more written evidence of being a mama’s boy than Ares. Yet Ares is the one portrayed as a mama’s boy more often.

[ofsupernovcs]

𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧  𝐚  𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞  …  hephaethus  callis  was  known  as  the  diligent  & honest  smith/deity  with  a  reputation  for  being  a toni raekken/hsu thassabak doppelganger  .   but  now  ,  under  the  stress  of  the  war  on  the  horizon  ,  the  natural  born  hero  god  has  become  widely  known  for  being  rather cantakerous   &  withdrawn  .   let’s  see  how  long  the olympus native  will  last  during  this  war  .   after  all  they’re  only forty  /  unknown    +  he/him or  &  male  ,  greek mythology *kais mentor wanted connection

EXTRA INFORMATION

He is the god of  fire, metalworking, stone masonry, forges and the art of sculpture

Basically, the child of Zeus and Hera Was born not so good looking ad thrown off Olympus like a pair of last year Crocs

Learned his craft off Olympus on the island of Lemnos. Took on the name Callis in the name of his old mentors.

Has done the whole revenge on his mama and wifeu thing because hes PETTY tm, if it wasn’t for the few gods that liked him he wouldn’t have done it.

Hephaestus did what he does best and learned about all the technology in the other kingdoms.

Hephaestus considers the islands of Lemnos better home than his actual home Olympus

Has taken on an apprentice to help his mending heart

Olympus is a place he knows he has to return to even if it will mean facing his past 

Personality

Heph can come off as a harsh guy. He wants to be to the point with projects. But its also the need to make a good next generation of smithers in case something happens

But they’re also someone with some honor, he deeply regrets what he has done in his past. But nowadays due to his nature strives to be honorable

Self Conscious and Worries for his health, even though he’s immortal. This was before Apollo was born so no one really could fully explain his limp to this day

Tries to be social but can fail. Fortunately, most smithers/ people who need him find his awkwardness charming

He wants friends but he isn’t the most eloquent unless he's talking about mechanics and architectures

But Heph is actually really sweet once he’s comfortable with you

Like he can talk passionately about inventions and how everyone else seems so intelligent. Heph encourages all types of arts

He’s very observant too so ideal for a friend really. Also will come to your house at 12 am to fix that lamp even though he has a limp.

As for family he loves some of them dearly- hates some with a passion, and might almost think about one a little bit too much for his health

He looks like he can kill you but is literally a panda bear

Powers:

Flame Powers (very rare, will be plotted/ appropriate setting)

Metal Manipulation (will be plotted)

Sword Combat (Very basic but He is trying to defend himself because he knows he the weaker of the Gods)

Weaponry Knowledge 

Volcano Eruptions (Very rare and you have to really piss him off) 

Six Quirks:

Ambidextrous- Heph practices with both hands in fear one gets broken

Grunting- Heph’s way of say uh-uh, just also shows he's listening like say with Hera he doesn’t want to give her full sentences.  

Blushing- If he gets complimented he’ll turn redder then a tomato. Also happens when he sees a cutie 

Visionary- has plans for inventions and tools all over his workshop

Stamina- Great at doing tasks standing still but physical stuff such as running is difficult for him.

Kinesthetic Learner-while Heph could learn via lecture, he likes getting his hands dirty.  It’s also the way he teaches

Other Info:

He walks with a cane because of his weaker right leg. It can only walk short distances without it. Strike him in the back leg during a fight and he's fucked

He has a sweet tooth and loves spicy shit. Can do that fire noodle challenge and won't break a sweat

 He has very messy hair

Greek Mythology had an influence but I really also had some influence with  toph from atla and previous interpretation- because as someone with a disability we need more badass disabled people

Really see him with older middle child vibes. Like without him Olympus would look like a pigstye

The hero is used loosely here only because he refuses to call himself evil like his brother Ares and being neutral is the last thing he wants to be. Heph is way too opinionated on the daemon topic

[aeon-wolf]

Betrayal - Chapter 18

Now that Lena has joined her father and the Titans against the Gods, her loyalties made clear. Her betrayal of all she once held dear haunts her every day. But she made her choice and as the war between the Gods and Titans draws near, Lena’s allegiances will be put to the test. Does she help bring about the end of the reign of the Gods? Or will her love for Kara Danvers and the friendships she made along the way be enough to stop the daughter of Hyperion.

Or

A PJO inspired Supercorp series. Part Two: Betrayal.

Click here to read on AO3. 

I.

Lena burst through the walls that Demos had erected to defend against the third attack. The entrance hall was empty of any Olympian halfbloods which was a shift in strategy, but Lena followed the rest of her forces who were swarming into the courtyard, only for her to see monsters disintegrating left and right as bronze-tipped arrows flew towards them. Most of the projectiles bounced harmlessly off her armor, as their own archers returned fire, hitting a couple. Lena’s eyes scanned the battlefield.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mon-El engaging one of her own halfbloods, Mon-El obviously outclassed who he was fighting. Lena rolled her eyes but didn’t dwell too long. Lena suddenly heard the whipping of a dagger flying in her direction. She rolled out of the way, the dagger flying harmlessly over her. She looked in the direction of where it came from to see Maggie twirling another one in her hand, a smirk on her face.

“Didn’t think you’d see me again did you?” Maggie taunted. Lena scowled.

“Fate has a funny way of making my path cross with those from the past.” Lena retorted. Maggie chuckled.

“I suppose so. I’m surprised you’re alive. That poison Alex stuck in you was pretty potent stuff. But I guess I shouldn’t be, you always were one of the toughest kids I knew.” Lena just shrugged.

“And I don’t intend on that changing anytime soon.” She said. “Just walk away Maggie, I don’t want to hurt you.” She tried. Maggie laughed.

“You’re leading an unstoppable force against my home, Lena. You think that I’m just going to give up and let that go?” A look of sadness crossed her face. “You were once one of us. What happened Little Luthor?” Lena flinched.

“I’m giving you the opportunity to walk away from a fight you know you can’t win,” Lena said, ignoring Maggie’s question. Maggie shook her head and sighed.

“I wish it were that simple. But as it is, someone else is looking forward to fighting you and I would not want to get in their way. So I’ll let you two have at it.” Maggie said, pressing her finger to an implant in her ear. Lena frowned as Maggie walked away from Lena, going after some monsters instead.

Suddenly, she heard a whoosh of air behind her. Lena spun around to see Kara standing directly behind her. She jumped backward, a little startled, gripping her swords a little tighter. “Kara,” Lena said. The demititan looked at Kara, who had also upgraded her armor since the last time they had fought. Not unlike Lena’s suit, a bodysuit covered in red and blue metal plating instead of gold, broadsword in her hand. But what was perhaps more striking about Kara was the power Lena could feel from being in her presence. The growth from the last time they had met. Kara had quite obviously been training hard and honing her power. It still did not match Lena’s raw power, but Lena took a step back, a little in awe.

“Lena,” Kara replied. “You look… recovered.” Lena laughed a little.

“Your sister did quite a number on me. I’m almost impressed.” Lena said. “You know you can’t withstand another assault on the school. Why do you continue to fight?” Lena asked as the two began to circle each other, both with incredible patience.

“Why do you?” Kara responded. “You know that the Titans are evil Lena. The talks we used to have, I know the real you. You’re just scared.” Kara tried. Lena snorted.

“You’re right Kara. I am. But what other choices do I have? Join you and the Gods? You know I can’t do that. That’s beyond suicidal Kara.” Lena exclaimed, deciding to engage, stepping forward to swing her swords at Kara, who easily blocked and parried. Lena, who had also been working on using her powers more in combat, created a small light shield, blocking Kara’s blow, her blade bouncing harmlessly off of the glowing shield.

“You’d have me. You’d have James. Mon-El. Winn. Even Alex and Maggie. We’re your friends Lena. And I still… we never got to explore what our relationship meant. What it was. I know you don’t trust us. The Gods. But I’ve never given up on you.” Kara said, using her enhanced speed to blur towards Lena, launching an overhead swing at Lena, who was able to match Kara’s speed, blocked the blow with both blades, shoving it aside, swinging from the side at Kara. The daughter of Zeus lept back, propelled by air currents to avoid the blades, landing gracefully a couple yards away from Lena.

Lena ran forward, flashing her powers to disorient Kara briefly before attempting to strike. Unfortunately, Kara had thought ahead and planned for that, having Winn design some special lenses for her to wear that would help, tech that he had originally designed to make flash grenades less effective. “It doesn’t matter anymore Kara,” Lena said curtly as she swung her blades, though Kara was easily able to block, and retaliate with her own attack. The two traded blows for seemingly hours, though in reality, it was only a few minutes.

“Lena, please. Just stop. Talk to me” Kara pled. Both girls were panting, not from physical exertion, but by the toll using their powers was taking. While both of them had improved in using their powers and pushing them further, they still had a human constitution.

Lena just shook her head slowly. “It’s too late for that Kara. You can’t save everyone. It’s a lesson that I don’t think you’ve ever learned.” She launched another attack, blurring forward feinting to the left before blurring quickly behind Kara to strike her from behind. Luckily, Kara’s armor was able to take most of the blow, though Kara was a little bruised from the attack as she flew forward from the force of the attack. Lena pressed her advantage, blurring towards where Kara was on the ground, striking down towards Kara. Though at the last minute, Kara was oriented enough to block the blow with her own sword, pressing back against Lena’s own.

Lena stood over Kara, trying to force her advantage. So much so that she didn’t see Kara kick her leg, causing Lena to lose her balance, allowing Kara to use her strength to push back against Lena’s blades, knocking them both out of her hands, flipping their positions to where Kara was stood above Lena. The demititan reached for her swords that had fallen to the ground, but Kara kicked them out of reach before planting a boot firmly on Lena’s chest, preventing her from moving. She pointed her sword at Lena who was on her back, underneath Kara’s boot. Lena looked up at Kara. The blonde saw something that she never thought she would see. Defeat. Kara frowned. “It doesn’t have to be like this,” Kara said. “I can help you. If you’d just trust me.”

Lena sighed. “I do trust you, Kara. It’s everyone else that I don’t. Just kill me and get it over with. It’ll be easier for everyone. The Titans don’t really care about me besides being a pawn. The Gods want me dead. Even your own sister wants me dead.” Lena said bitterly. “I’m beyond caring about fighting back anymore. In fact, at this point, it would be a release. I know the role the Gods assigned you.”

Kara rest the tip of her sword against Lena’s neck. But Kara hesitated, knowing that the Gods, or at least her father, would certainly be furious with her for not doing what they set her out to do. But how could she kill the one person she loved? But before Kara had a chance to make her decision, a very fast and hard body slammed into her, throwing her off her feet and crashing into the ground, making a cratering skid mark on the ground, her back covered in the rubble. Kara looked up to see an almost scrawny looking halfblood looking down at her, sneering. “So you’re the chosen of the Gods. Rather pathetic thing, aren’t you?’ He spat, before looking down at Lena.

Lena looked up, frowning, not recognizing the halfblood that had thrown Kara aside so easily. Her eyes widened slightly at seeing her own yellow, orange and red eyes looking back at her. How her father could have hidden from her she wasn’t really sure, but it was unmistakable that it was him. Lena glanced over at Kara, who was struggling to shake off the sudden attack. “I don’t know who you are, but this has nothing to do with you,” Kara said, shaking her head.

“That’s where you’re wrong halfblood. This has everything to do with me.” He said coldly. His eyes glowed gold again, his form shimmering until he changed back to his natural form, his red cape hanging from his shoulders, his large golden sword in his hand, helmet covering his head. Kara’s eyes clouded over in a little fear. “You are my daughter’s one remaining weakness. One that it seems I will have to take care of myself.” Hyperion said, stalking towards Kara who was scrambling to get to her feet.

“You don’t even care about her!” Kara said. “You’re just using her to get to Olympus.” Hyperion laughed.

“She knows that. And yet here she is, at my side.” Hyperion glanced back at his daughter who was frozen in place. “I will deal with you later.” He sneered before turning back to Kara. “Now, what to do with you?” Hyperion laughed coldly. He blurred toward her, faster than even Kara could follow, readying to strike her down, though Kara managed to just barely parry his blow, using her powers to fly up above him. “I see the Gods have granted you what little of our power they had.” He chuckled. “Unfortunately for you…” Hyperion said, his hand glowing white before Kara suddenly felt a force pulling her power from her body, making her exert more of her energy to remain in the sky. She used what energy she had to land safely, feeling more winded than she had. Hyperion stalked towards her, making a show of swinging his blade at her, allowing Kara to struggle to block it, pressing his strength though with Kara’s own enhanced strength, she was able to withstand it better than most halfbloods could have. “Pathetic.” Hyperion spat. “To think my daughter is in love with you. I’ll make sure to purge her of this weakness. It’s only a pity that you won’t live to see what she will be without you. With you out of the way, we’re one step closer to destroying your so-called Gods.” Hyperion said, his eyes glowing red, forcing Kara to the ground, struggling to keep Hyperion from striking her down. But she knew that even with her enhanced powers she didn’t stand a chance against a true Titan. And without them, she was like a bug on the sidewalk.

“My daughter is stronger than you can ever dream to be. And you're less than worthy of her.” Hyperion whispered to Kara. “She will be even stronger than you are out of the way. I will enjoy killing you in front of her. Destroying the only weakness she has left. Making her watch. Her anger and pain consuming her. She will be unstoppable.” Hyperion said, almost a tone of glee in his voice.

Suddenly, Hyperion felt a sharp pain in the back of his calf, yelling as something threw him away from Kara and into the ground, creating a crater, not unlike the one Kara had made. Kara collapsed onto the ground, clearly out of energy and weak. Hyperion pulled himself up off the ground, looking for who dared interfered, narrowing his eyes when he saw Lena tucking her dagger away in her armor, drawing both swords and standing in front of Kara. “I’m not going to let you touch her.” Lena spat.

“This is a mistake you do not want to make Lena,” Hyperion said dangerously. Lena’s expression hardened.

“No. I’m sure the only mistake I ever made was believing that living my life in fear from my own father was better than risking my life for someone I actually love. I guess I should thank you for making me realize that.” Lena retorted. Hyperion’s eyes flared.

“So be it. Kronos was right. Your humanity makes you strong Lena. And yet it makes you weak. And after everything, I think I will enjoy ripping it from you. There are many things in this world worse than death. And you are not going to get that release.” He spat, blurring towards her. Lena parried, giving herself to her anger at her father. Everything he had put her through in the last few years; belittling her, abusing her, cutting off everything that she ever cared about, trying to break her. Roulette and Koios’ words coming back to her.

“You were truly happy with Kara. Don’t you deserve that?

Your heart will lead you down the path to your destiny.

Lena pushed herself more than she ever had before, pushing her speed to be able to avoid her father’s incoming attack and following up with her own. She was relentless with her speed against Hyperion. He had always relied more on strength than on speed, something Lena was very aware of. After over two years of training with him, she knew the ins and outs of his strategies, strengths, and weaknesses.

Kara struggled to look up, seeing Lena blurring in and out of her vision, launching attack after attack on her father who seemed to be able to keep up with her attacks, but Kara could see some surprise in his eyes. Finally, Lena came into clear focus, her swords clashing against Hyperion’s single blade, using her anger and pain fueled strength, forcing her father down. Lena could see Hyperion struggling under her, but she knew that she couldn’t sustain it for long.

Lena suddenly let go of her right sword, dropping it, her dagger sliding into her hand as she reached past his sword, stabbing his right side, a small chink in his armor that very few people knew about, dragging the dagger up an inch or two. He roared, his golden blood dripping from the deep wound as he used his left arm to push against Lena’s weakened attack, throwing her off, his sword disappearing as he covered his wound, panting a little, wincing at the pain. Lena stood in front of him, swords drawn, ready for anything.

“This isn’t over Lena.” He said coldly. “I’m… disappointed. We will remember your choice.” He sneered, even while injured as he shimmered, disappearing, probably to lick his wounds, and maybe more importantly, his pride. Lena frowned, knowing that he spoke the truth, that it was not over and in fact, it was only the beginning of a new chapter for her. Lena, looking around and not seeing any threats, jogged over to Kara who was still collapsed on the ground. She offered her hand to Kara, who took it and got to her feet, with Lena’s help.

“I....” Kara started. “Thank you.” She said. “You… saved me.” Lena gave Kara a small smile.

“You can’t save everyone, Kara,” Lena said, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. “But I wasn’t going to let him kill you.” Kara was about to respond when a yell echoed throughout the quad.

“Retreat! The school is lost.” Mon-El yelled, rallying everyone to fall back to the base of operations they had set up as a contingency. Kara glanced over at the sight of her friends retreating.

“Come with us,” Kara said. Lena gave her a skeptical look. “I’m serious. You know the Titans better than anyone. You’ve seen what they’re like. What their operation is like. You can help us. You can’t go back there. You heard… your father.” Kara tried to reason with Lena. The demititan just shook her head.

“You know as well as I do that I won’t exactly be welcomed back with open arms, Kara,” Lena said. Kara shrugged.

“Well, you can’t survive on your own either. They’ll hunt you down. Look. I wasn’t able to be there for you then. I know that. For two years you endured things I could only dream of in my nightmares. But I want to be there for you now. Let me prove it to you.” Kara said, offering her own hand to Lena. The demititan eyed it carefully.

“Understand this Kara,” Lena said, pausing as Kara nodded. “I’m not doing this for the Gods. I’m not doing this for your friends. I will never support the Gods again. I’ll stand by you because you’re right, I still love you.” Lena said as Kara watched her eyes flash the greenish blue they once were. Kara gave Lena a small smile as Lena took Kara’s hand.

“I can live with that.” She said as she squeezed Lena's hand, letting go as she ran off, Lena in close pursuit, hoping that she had made the right choice.

Yo. And here lies the ending of Betrayal, may it rest in peace. Jokes. So I’ve been trying to chip away at this for the last month or two (this and the last chapter used to be the same, then I broke it up) and finally found the drive to actually finish it. Now that I’ve actually written and read it, I feel like although I tried to set this all up properly because my motivations started waning a few chapters ago, I didn’t get it quite right. Oh well, what’s done is done. I’ve had this eventuality; Lena’s betrayal of Hyperion and the Titans planned from the very start.

No, I don’t have a plan or timeline for the next part. As you all have figured out by now, Supercorp is not something I spend a lot of time on anymore. Though, I feel a sense of responsibility to finish this series before hanging it up for a while. Perhaps seeing S3 gifs everywhere, it’ll give me some inspiration.

I’m sorry for how long this has taken and perhaps how sporadic this ending is. But I promised to someone I wouldn’t kill off any major characters and as this is a Supercorp series, they’ve got to actually get together at some point. If anyone has ideas for Redemption feel free to contact me somehow. Won’t promise I’ll use them, but at this point, any ideas would be nice.