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This Strange Feeling

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Rhea would then begin to have two axes fathom up in her hands as she quickly began to charge Steve, but Reaver zoomed in front of her, stopping her in tracks. However, Rhea wasn't backing down as she simply swung the axe at Reaver, which he managed to dodge, but she would then kick him in the stomach as hard as she could, knocking Reaver back a few feet. Neos would then quickly try to shoot a multitude of fireballs at Rhea, but they all failed to land as she simply blocked each of them with her axes. Rhea would then throw one of them at Neos who barely dodged it but failed to dodge the roundhouse kick that Rhea had thrown at him. With Neos and Reaver down, Steve and Sub each attempted to hit her with Sub hardening his fists with ice and Steve charging each of his swings with Delta energy. While Rhea was occupied with the two of them, Ghost began to have his fist glow with the usual orange aura that he had practically become known for as he began to rush the three people fighting.

Ghost: Steve, Sub, hold her!

The two were quick to act on Ghost's demand and quickly attempted to keep Rhea in place as he jumped in the air.

Ghost: Welcome to the real world, bitch! Mystic Surge!

Ghost then slammed his fist down into the ground with the explosion decimating what was left of the ruined town. As the smoke began to slowly clear, Rhea was nowhere to be seen with Steve and Sub both helping Neos and Reaver get back up. As Ghost watched on as he saw everyone looking slightly relieved at the lack of Rhea, he began to feel as if he had truly done something that people could consider good. He quickly ran over to the group to check on Neos and Reaver along with Steve and Sub and watched as they both slowly made their way back up in relief as well.

Neos: Is it over already?

Steve: I think so, buddy.

Neos: Man, come on! I was wanting to fight some more! Why do you guys get to have all the fun?!

Ghost: Well, what's good is that she's finally done... Perhaps now, we can all rest ea-

Rhea: Believe me, I'm far from done!

The five person group turned to see Rhea with an axe to Ava's throat as they began to grow filled with fear and hesitance.

Steve: Rhea, what're you doing? She's not apart of this...

Rhea: She may not be, but I'm making her apart of it! Ghost, I want you to know that this is all on you! If you had just kept your mouth shut about me, then none of this would've happened! All of this is your fault, and you know it!

Ghost: Rhea, look, just let her go and you and I can settle this, alright? This can still just be between us...

Rhea: Oh, can it, now? Hehe... I don't think so... See, you and I are just way past the point of negotiation, Ghost... Hell, truth be told, I bet there's still a piece to our little backstory that even you haven't cared enough to share yet...

After Rhea had made the claim that she had, everyone began to glare at Ghost as questions began to fill each of their minds about what Rhea could be referring to.

Rhea: Oh, so you really didn't tell them that part? Of course not... It's no surprise that he didn't tell you about our past... Ghost and I used to be a bit more than friends if you get my drift...

Ghost: Stop.. talking.. Rhea...

Rhea: Nah, I think I'll keep going. Anyways, we were actually a pretty damn good match if I do say so myself, but whenever I brought up the idea of killing the gods and taking Olympus for ourselves, he decided to go all goody two-shoes on me. He left me with nothing, so I decided to take the one thing that mattered the most to him: the credibility and belief that people had in the idea that he wasn't like his dear old dad... Man, it really kinda hurts that you didn't even tell them about any of what we did together, Ghosty... You didn't even tell them about the tree in the middle of Olympus... Here, me and you used to be as close as anyone could be, and-

Ghost: I said.. shut up!

Ghost immediately began to charge Rhea as the white in his eyes began to become slowly shrouded in darkness and the red began to glow. Just as he had jumped up in the air, Rhea pushed Ava to the side and quickly got in a fighting stance. As Ghost's fist began to glow orange, Rhea knew what was coming and was more than aware of what to do.

Ghost: It's time for me to end you once and for all! Mystic Surge!

Just as Ghost had slammed his fist down onto Rhea, she managed to block it with her axe as Ghost began to slowly clamp down on her with his power, but just as she was beginning to get pushed down, Rhea set her plan into motion. With the axe still barely blocking the hit, she took the time left before Ghost could break through it to slip out of the way, and just as she did, she fathomed up a sword, which she stuck right through Ghost's back. Upon impact, Ghost's eyes had reverted back to their normal red and white state, and the blast of power he was releasing quickly disappeared. Once everyone could see what had just happened, they each were unable to do anything but watch as a smirking Rhea jerked the sword out of the back of Ghost, who quickly fell the ground, coughing up blood.

Rhea: Hehehe... Try standing in my way, now... I believe it's time I go pay your dear old dad a visit now, if I do say so myself...

Ghost: Y-you st-st-stay.. away.. fr-from.. him...

Rhea: Oh, but how do you plan to stop me? After all, it's not like you'll have life to stop me with...

Once the last word had escaped her lips, Rhea forged yet another sword, kneeled down on one knee, and shoved the sword straight into Ghost's chest, forcing him to cough up even more blood as he yelled out in pain. Rhea would then leave the sword in a laying Ghost, get back up off her knee, and walk off into the distance, leaving the group running towards Ghost as they worried about whether or not he'd be able to survive. As Rhea began to walk off, a single tear began to slowly drag itself down her face as she thought about what she had just done.

Rhea: Why am I getting upset about what just happened? What is this feeling in my heart? Why does it.. hurt so much?

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