The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
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Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
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Posted by Hercules on Sept 13, 2021 5:00:52 GMT -6
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Bubbles was being so supportive, clearly he did the right thing in releasing the ad in the paper. A fact that Hercules didn’t bother to hide, ”Ah yes, in my youth I was far more shy! However, that is no longer the case!” he flexed and one of the dishes he was drying snapped in half. The god chastised himself mentally and stopped reading the ad he released. He had it memorized anyways. So back to two things.
”Some would say over-confident!” he smirked at the idea. Impossible he was a god. Anything was in his wheel-house. ”However I do have years of practice! I’m excited for the opportunity to impress!” he said smiling and adjusting the phone in the crook between his shoulder and ear.
”Most excellent! You will not be disappointed with the performance I can assure you! I look forward to meeting you!” they never discussed a time but Hercules was already boarding the train on his one track mind. ”Ha! I will not need anyone to accompany me, kind of you to offer but there is little mortals can do to hurt me! See you soon!” he chuckled again and hung. The god had a location, had a contact and now a time. Which was whenever he got there. It might have been clear he was really looking forward to this and after the dishes were done he was out the door.
Stopping for a brief moment he poked his head back though the door and grabbed his club on the way out. If anything it would look good for the ‘performance’ a show of strength was important when approaching new masters. Make them want more.
The cab ride was a quick one once they had the location the cabby didn’t understand why someone like him wanted to go to a club so early in the day but decided it wasn’t worth asking a seven-foot tall giant with a giant baseball bat. ”Thank you for the ride! It is most appreciative!” Hercules said getting out of the cab and grabbing his club. His current choice of wardrobe was a pair of jeans and a Hawaiian shirt. Something William said was needed sometimes to make him seem ‘less intimidating’ something he didn’t understand for a protector such as himself. If anything he wanted to intimidate people.
Club in hand he hefted it over his shoulder and strut with purpose to the building. Some neon signs were off in the windows. The god walked over and knocked loudly on the door. ”It is I, Hercules! Here to meet with Bubbles and company!” he didn’t flex out of his shirt yet. That would be part of the show. Everyone was always impressed with that!
Posted by Hercules on Sept 10, 2021 15:17:25 GMT -6
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”...... Your descended from the one that has created dessert pizza?” Hercules asked clearly impressed, ”I’m honored to be dining with you then. I have sat with kings, queens and gods. I’ve never been so grateful someone accepted an offer to dinner.” the demi-god said bowing his head a little in respect. ”Who came up with the idea? Was it intentional or a happy mistake?”
”Hawaiian Pizza...” Hercules repeated leaning back in his chair a little causing the thing to groan from the weight shift of him moving. Hercules ignored it as he thought. ”Pinapple and Ham? Correct?” he asked recalling the menu from the pizza place he had memorized. It was apparently a long week for his master when Hercules discovered they made different kinds of pizza. ”It’s sweet but I prefer more meat on the pizza. Supreme, I believe it’s called.” he said nodding as if he finally decided on his favorite.
She didn’t elaborate on BMX. The god made note to look it up later. It was the second time she didn’t elaborate so he decided to drop the ‘game’ whatever it was. Maybe William knew about it? ”Most difficult?” he thought about the time when he was young and mortal.
”It was before I ascended to godhood. Before my father took notice of me and I was trying to make a name for myself. While I had my strength, it was unrefined. I was hardly old enough to be considered a man by your standards now. I was to row the Aegeon from Athens to Trace and back.” he moved his glass of water a little as he drew a map on the table with his hands.
”I was part of a crew.” a spoon played the ship, one that was going straight at a diagonal from his glass to hers. ”Ones that like me wanted to make a name for themselves in the games. It was the third day at sea, we were blown slightly off course into a bay of sirens. Their call distracted us for a time, I learned quickly how cruel the gods could be.” there was a pause and he recalled the screams of the crew as they met their demise and how scared he was. ”I was fortunate enough then to have survived somehow.” it was the captain of the crew. He apparently had dealt with their kind before.
The spoon moved slightly across the ‘map’ of the table. ”We then encountered a...” he paused trying to find the right word in English, ”A Ketos.” he paused, ”Sea monster, a serpent that could destroy a ship with ease. One I would later encounter on one of my many trials.” he paused again this time waiting for the waiter to bring the bottle of wine and pour it for the pair of them.
”The crew was tired, and fewer in number. Since we had departed, an oar and my strength was enough to best the beast. I took it by surprise and the sound of the oar smacking the beasts head sounded of thunder. The crew and myself were surprised by the result but we managed to get away at that point.” the spoon moved along the table to her glass then back to his.
”I shall show you the tattoo if you wish!” he said standing up and loosening his tie.
Posted by Hercules on Aug 31, 2021 15:35:50 GMT -6
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”Aye! The ‘chef’ special sounds great!” he said answering Elizabeth before the man could finish telling them about the special which was a form of lamb on pasta. Something fitting for the fusion of the food. Hercules seemed all to excited to try something new and with the wine. It would be a fun night. William even gave him the ‘black’ credit card. The one that held the most power in it. Now that they weren’t exactly strapped for cash Hercules was all to happy to experience the finer things this era had to offer.
The waiter smiled and walked off after taking the order.
”Where were we...” Hercules asked looking back to Elizabeth. ”Ah yes! Pizza! I recently discovered dessert style pizza as well. Truly inspiring to see what you mortals come up with. Never cease to amaze me.” he chuckled.
”Now tell me about this BMX.... is it an acronym?” he asked hoping it was something he have heard of before but just called by a different name. ”Would it be some sort of bi or triathlon? I’ve competed in races like that before.” Hercules said confidently. He might have not been the fastest runner but he made up for it by swimming or throwing things (himself included).
Posted by Hercules on Aug 28, 2021 14:53:54 GMT -6
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”I shall! I think it’s important for my young master to receive them from someone other than just me! The boy is a plethora of surprises that seem to never cease.” he said fondly.
”Ze-” he cleared his throat and his tone changed slightly, not ready to talk about his father and his relationship. ”My father was impressed, it was one of the reasons I gained his favor and caught his attention. He wasn’t around much when I was a boy. So it was important to let him know I existed and who I was.” he paused for a moment, ”BMX?” not sure what kind of sport that was and how to ride it.
Smiling, ”Time is little concern to gods but I shall refrain from eating as quickly as possible. Courses? More than one? Hmmmm...” Hercules trailed off wondering what other course they had and what relation to the lamb he smelled. His stomach growled loudly announcing his hunger. ”It is nothing compared to Pizza. I’ve recently discovered the delectable meal. No, lamb just reminds me of home before I became a god. It was something I had often.”
”Oh? So you’re a scholar then! I have known many of them in my lifetime! Most of them on subjects I can’t recall. I attended lectures before but never found myself compelled by a subject. Other than the stars, they are one of the few things that haven’t changed since my birth.” he said watching Elizabeth trail off.
A waiter came with the drink menus then looked to Herc’s tie which was identical to his and smiled, “Nice tie.” Hercules chuckled, ”Thank you! I like yours as well!” the waiter returned the chuckle then set down the menus. “How are you two doing today? You guys like Reds? Got a great special on our ‘24 the chef picked it to pair with his special tonight if you two are interested.”
The god looked down at his clothes grateful that William’s recently deceased father was a large man. Without him the clothes wouldn’t have been possible. He was large in stature, most of his clothes fit, but just in all the wrong places. ”Thank you, William helped me pick this out!” he said proudly that his master was capable of such fashion choices.
”Ha! I don’t lose! Why advertise a god won? It gives the other competitors and any potential challenge despair and makes them less reluctant to compete. It was one of the first ways I got my father’s attention.” the god said boasting. ”Half of the current games were based off of feats I have accomplished.” he added.
”After it was revealed my father was Zeus I had to find other sources to find my competition.” he competed against gods from other pantheons at that point but didn’t feel it needed elaboration unless she asked about it.
The god chuckled at her comment and cleared his throat, ”Yes well, they offer great benefits.” he didn’t actually work here, the staff would have been smiling more if he did. The god would have made sure of it. ”You have till William summons me, and he has a sleepover tonight so I feel I will have the evening to do whatever I desire.” the god said happily with a smile.
”I could smell something spectacular when I was holding the door. Enough to make my mouth water. I believe it was the smell of lamb. The smell was enough to take me back a few hundred years.” he said chuckling again.
”Were you celebrating your return?” he asked curiously careful not to lean too much as the chair squeaked under his weight and movement.
Posted by Hercules on Aug 27, 2021 16:00:01 GMT -6
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Hercules’s mood seemed to change when she allowed the subject change the last thing he wanted to do was reveal any more information about his young master. He was being targeted by some group of mystics after all the last thing he wanted to do was give them an easier target.
”No, a signature is not needed. All depends on you Serena.” Hercules stood and unfolded his arms, ”I have done this many different ways, a handshake, a kiss whatever the master is inclined to do.” he said with a little chuckle.
”I also need a totem of power, something that you hold dear or keep on your person? This item doesn’t need to be on you at all times but it makes it easier to find you should there be a threat to your life.” he said putting his hands on his hips in his best heroic pose.
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There was a long silence while Hercules wondered what William would have wanted in this situation. The boy more than likely would have responded with what he always responded with, ‘As long as it doesn’t mess up my plans do whatever you want.’ The god smirked at the thought.
”It is not, but I like to protect my masters. Until we agree to terms that is something I’d like to keep quiet about for now. William would probably prefer it this way.” he said blurting out the young masters name. Frowning he added, ”A name is all you will get for now it seems.”
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The prince of power smirked at her comment. It was far from a zoo, spoiled, soft, models are far from animals. Hercules could understand them better. If any of the other issues were anything like Daimen he doubted Serena would be put in danger very often. The god was also confident she would have been fine without him. Far from nuclear.
”Careful.” Hercules raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair folding his arms, ”I’m a god, and not a trickster at that. I will not take advantage of our pact. You have my word on that.” he said confidently, sure he might siphon more power than she might be willing to part with every now and then but he will not abuse her power.
”I have fought in more wars than I care to remember before I was a god, since then I have fought in more. I am very capable of killing. My masters will always come first! Always! However, putting yourself in a situation to test the limits of that... well... I have removed my blessing before. Why I have the rules now.” he paused for a moment then sighed, ”You seem stern and direct. Not the type to harm others... unless I am mistaken.” he frowned slightly.
”I... prefer not to harm anyone if I can help it. Even if someone people need a good fight every now and then. Mortals are fragile enough as it is.”
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Serena didn’t seem to blink upon his demands, or rather the lack of reaction was the most upsetting part to the God it was easier to study his new masters that way to determine what kind of person they were. ”Oh? How technical?” the god asked.
While he knew what he was capable of, the more masters he had the easier it was to call upon his strength he had rarely tested them to their limit. To him that seemed like a waste of time. It not only drained his masters well of power but it made them easier targets should one want to eliminate the god from this mortal plane.
His smile faltered and he frowned slightly, clearly regretting the decisions that were made ”That has only happened twice in my long life. Pompeii was not something that should had happened....” there was a moment of silence for his friends, masters and long lost loves during that tragic battle.
Hercules cleared his throat, ”How often do you put your life in danger?” he asked leaning back to get a further look of Serena wondering if she was some daredevil. Her hands didn’t look like they had seen any battles. ”It is a rare occurrence, but should that happen I’d make that decision then. I have other abilities that help me protect my masters. No matter how far away they are.” Hercules said regaining his composure.
Looking for the nearest chair the thought of ‘technical questions’ seemed somewhat tedious but this was to gain another master and he thought of his current master possibly healing enough to walk again so he gathered it and located it in front of Serena and sat down. ”Usually people jump at the chance to tether me. It's odd to me you only have questions.” he said leaning forward and clasping his hands.
The giant smiled as his ‘date’ appeared. Her whole ensemble, especially the black dress stood out mainly because it seemed so different from her normal look. One that already captivate the god of strength, his smile widened as he bowed his head to her curtsy as an old man with a toothpick and his wife passed through the open door. “Thanks big guy” he strut out with his date in arm as Hercules continued to stare at Elizabeth.
”But of course! God of strength, willpower and character!” he chuckled adding the last one to his list of titles he had given to himself. It was rare for anyone to argue with gods so they could pretty much claim anything they wanted to. It only made them look foolish when they couldn’t back it up. Hercules was confident he could back it up.
”You look beautiful.” the god said making sure not to add, ‘tonight’ or ‘this evening’ he found her attractive and he was direct.
”Careful, don’t make this sound like a competition.” he said following Elizabeth into the restaurant. The door finally shut behind him and the controlled environment became apparent. ”I have a competitive nature. When they removed me from the games it took me months to recover.” he said talking about THE games. A lesser god would have taken years to recover the blow to his ego. Hercules knew it was because they didn’t have enough gods to compete. It wouldn’t have been a challenge anyways.
The hostess looked to Liz, then to Hercules behind her then had the realization that the behemoth behind the woman in black wasn’t there to work he was there for a date. She looked down to her clothes then to Hercules who matched the attire. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t here to work!?!? I am sooooo sorry!” she said blushing and quickly looking down at her seating chart. ”I had some time, I arrived early!” he said waving off her fears.
“Let me take you to your table! Sorry again!” she continued to blush from embarrassment as she gathered two menus and guided the pair to a table near a large open window. Hercules followed once again and pulled the chair out for Elizabeth. ”Allow me!” he said helping her get seated and then sat across from her.
”It seems this is a popular spot. Have you dined here before Elizabeth?” he asked as he sat down towering in his chair that seemed to shift to his weight. The god made a mental note not to move too much less he break the unfortunate chair.
It was a date. The first one the immortal had since being summoned to this era. ”What an auspicious day!” it was evening though so when he said it he had to think a little on it wondering if he should correct himself.
Was it evening? Well it was an hour before eight and he had arrived at the given location, which was good because he failed to spell the name correctly once and only learned about it after someone said “welcome to Sipello’s” it was clear his spelling was still lacking but at least he had enough sense to ask them about their competition. Apparently it was a question that was asked often so when the valet told him Hercules granted the young boy a five from the god. He wasn’t as pleased as he should have been. Maybe it should have been a fist bump?
”I have arrived!” Hercules said wearing a suit and red tie, it was a bold choice to wear red but he had started to understand the color that matches the food is sometimes best, less dry-cleaning. Unfortunately for Hercules he was matching the valet at this restaurant and what he could tell all the wait staff and the hostess.
“That’s great, you mind holding the door?” the hostess asked looking him up and down and deeming him rather large for a new hire. Hercules looked to the door and grinned then looked to the clock. He had time! ”But of course! Allow me!” he said loudly welcoming the challenge to hold the door open for a small old frail couple. While they might struggle with the weight of the door it was nothing to the prince of power. The door almost burst off the metallic hinges as he pushed the door open.
“Thank you, son.” said the old man shuffling out behind his wife giving the chiseled giant a thumbs up. Hercules studied the man for a long while as he walked out to the valet. That couldn’t have been his father right? The woman was far too old to be in his father’s tastes.
An hour went by and somehow Hercules lost track of time as more people filtered in and out of the building, some patting their stomachs satisfied with the meal while others complained how hungry they were and couldn’t wait to eat. Everyone however seemed to think the same thing this place was great.
“Aren’t you a little big to be working here?” the valet asked twirling a pair of keys in his fingers. Lighting up a cigarette Hercules shook his head, ”I’m waiting for someone, my first date in this era!” he responded allowing the door to close behind him waiting for the next couple to enter or exit. “Oh yeah? Good for you man. I used to be excited about dates as well, then I got married ha! Seriously though, have you thought about stepping into a ring?”
She saw the ad! The giant fist pumped and jumped once when she responded. His mouth dropped when she said the the girls all loved it. Girls... implying more than herself and another. The demi-gods mouth closed at the prospect of multiple masters. Multiple people to draw power from... A tear came to his eye at the thought of his current master being able to heal properly once he stopped pulling so much power from him.
The god was day dreaming again and snapped back to attention by clearing his throat and started to dry the dishes. He was capable of multi-tasking. A fact he was quite proud of. No doubt something his future master would be proud of as well.
”Bubbles?” Hercules asked at once when the name was given, he immediately thought of the little creations kids made when he went on ‘patrol’ through central park. He hadn’t met any one named bubbled yet. ”That’s an adorable name!” he said over the phone taking the drying towel and wiping the pan he just cleaned. He might have also reformed the pan during the process without realizing it.
”Oh ho?” he asked starting to chuckle. ”I’m a big fan of groups! As the ad states the more the merrier!” he beamed rereading the ad in his head again as he continued to talk, and dry dishes bringing his multi-tasking skills to a whole new level.
Hercules stopped himself from answering bubbles it wasn’t that he couldn’t but he was told not to talk about magic that much to strangers. It was more for William’s safety than anything and if he was talking to a stranger over the phone about magic... he didn’t know who could be listening. However she was a serious applicant so he felt more conflicted than ever. ”Why would I spoil the surprise?” he said teasing at first but then added, ”The jaw dropping kind.” he was always amazed what Mortals could do with magic when they set their mind to something.
”I’d like to meet with you and your girls individually or in a group, in a setting of your choice if possible so you can see what I’m about! I’m confident in my talents and believe you will be impressed once you see them!” he said smiling and setting the pan down and started on the next round of dishes he cleaned.
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William threw up a hand to help steady DocProf but then recoiled as Elizabeth seemed to be on it. She helped steady him and the teen shot a glare over at his tethered god. “I told you to stop doing that. People don’t like to be picked up.” ”Apologies! I’m just so happy should I not express my joy at the prospect of healing you?” Hercules boomed and took a step back.
”An escort would be welcomed though I’d like to challenge myself again with the one who greeted me recently. His powers reminded me of a few other gods I used to spar with. It keeps me honed and ready for whatever challenges come next!” Hercules said flexing some more. “You fought someone already.... at a school?” the galre deepened and Hercules could feel the disapproval seeping into their psychic link. “Sorry about that.” the teen said as if apologizing was enough to make up for Hercules’s.... self.
The prince of power looked to Elizabeth and frowned sadly, ”No, this is my burden. I’ve tried it in the past where people try to search for ‘honorable’ masters for me. I’m quite particular on who I take on. They must have qualities I deem admirable.” Hercules said somberly recalling the way William was ready to give up everything to save his mother and father. He was too late for his father.... something the god will never forgive himself for.
”I will however take recommendations.” he said smiling to Elizabeth, ”Seflesness, proud, and determined.” he said naming a few qualities, ”Bascially everything William is.” the teenager’s face filled with color and he made sure not to meet anyone's gaze. ”My power is not meant for those with sinister purposes.” Murder, Hercules wasn’t a fan of. If anything he liked to beat his challengers and let them get stronger then challenge him again! Revenge, however was something he understood and could get behind. William’s motives in Hercules’s eyes were perfectly normal.
”Oh ho ho!” Hercules grinned to Elizabeth who gave him a time, date, and place for their dinner. Hercules’s gave William a thumbs up who covered his face embarrassed about how obvious the god was. ”Pasta happens to be one of my favorite carbs! I’m excited to see you there. It’s a date!” he flexed again bringing his fists up in his ‘hype up’ stance.
Hercules made note to ask William about proper date edict in this era.
While the god never dwelled on it telling people what he was other than a god often gave him a mix of reactions some he welcomed others he didn’t know what to say or do. Looking to Elizabeth he stared for a moment as if wanting to apologize for not being truthful about what he was but then again he was sworn to secrecy with his master. If anyone knew William was the one that was his source of power.... again the God did not like to dwell on what could be. He preferred to dwell on what is.
The healer clapped his hands bringing the two to attention William looked up to him and Hercules looked down. Some sad news, it would take years at this rate. ”Well then...” Hercules boomed regain his confidence and flexing his body started to glow slightly a monster coiled around his bicep as he did so. ”If it shall take years, with me having one master I shall seek others out as well. If I draw less from William then he should heal faster no?” he said as if it was so simple.
“If it was that easy to find others to give you power you would have done it already.” William sighed loudly, teenager talk for ‘you’re exhausting’. ”While it might not be easy I will redouble my efforts to find those worthy of my power!” Hercules started to flex more his body shifting into some poses as William nodded his head to DocProf, “If it means I can walk again, I’ll take you up on your offer.... I’m tired of this stupid chair.” he adjusted one of the wheels so it squeaked proving his point. The chair was stupid.
“Thank you both for helping us today, it might not have been what we wanted but it was what we needed. Gave us some more information at least.” William smiled and offered a handshake to Doc then to Elizabeth. The act made Hercules cry. Once again he was amazed by William’s determination. Hercules however didn’t offer a hand shake but rather scooped both Doc and Elizabeth in one giant hug. ”Thank you again!” he said lifting them both off the ground then setting them down.
“Oh and if you can keep all of this quite we would be grateful.” he said adding one last plea or warning. ”It is confirmed now that there is someone out to get my master and the last thing either of us want is for you two to be in danger. While I can be summoned to my masters side in the blink of an eye I won’t be able to do that for you. Though I will try!” he flexed again then gave them both a wink. His eyes however lingered on Elizabeth.
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Both Hercules and William remained quite listening to the healers theory and explanation as to why it wasn’t working. Elizabeth’s question mirrored William’s so he stayed quite a little longer. The god frowned already knowing the answer as to why the healing didn’t take place once the explanation was given.
It took a second for William to catch up but the look he was giving Hercules wasn’t one of anger. It was sadness and pity. His master was sad for him. Hercules almost started to cry, it was rare the demi-god got pity from anyone. Even those that knew his curse.
” I can not say.” he said looking to Elizabeth unfazed by her predator like stare. His eyes shifted to William when the boy spoke. “Hercules... it’s fine. You can tell them.” ”Are you sure William?” the nod confirmed it, “They have a right to know. They have been helpful to us.” ”As usual you are right.” Hercules said grabbing his shirt and ripping it off revealing his tattoos.
They started to glow when they were revealed and William felt the draw of power as Hercules siphoned some energy. ”Your power wasn’t vanishing healer.... I was taking it without realizing it.” he stated calmy.
” In exchange to keep me tethered to this plane of existence I must form a pact or deal with at least one mortal capable of summoning me. William is my master, for he is who summoned me and keeps me tethered to this world. All I require is energy. It seems however my curse is effecting his healing...”
“I had a feeling that was the case.” his master sighed loudly. The tattoos danced along Hercules’s chiseled physique replaying battles one, trials over come. “He also warned me before we made the pact.” he said looking at Hercules, “But I didn’t think it would effect my body that much.””Most of my masters have never been injured so severely so I didn’t think about it. Forgive me William.” Hercules dropped to one knee in a bow.
The god knew his curse effected his masters just not to this extent. “It’s fine. As long as you help me get the bastard that did all this.” Beaming once again full of pride for his master. ”But of course! For my word is my bond!”