December 5th, 501 BC
On the top of Mount Olympus, there was a fortress with five very tall towers looking over the Humans in Greece. A young Spacer Prince named Fabocusa spent hours below the fortress in a massive hallway flooded with glowing blue writings and pictures showing the end of the Milky Way War. From what it showed, his people had banished the Titans out of the galaxy for good. But they were warned that their leader Seiton would return and destroy everything. They had spent thousands years rebuilding their crumbled worlds finding primitives in various worlds to raise them as children. During the search, the Council was put to sleep knowing it would take thousands of years to cultivate the primitives to civilization. The dark deity comes, they would have to wake them up and everyone would be told what to do. The problem was that no one knew when that deity would return.
"Alpha, it has been almost one hundred thousands years since that war was over," Faboucsa said to his hovering box next to him. "Generation after generation, we have been told the Titans would return more powerful than ever. Everyday as I see the Humans and other primitive beings becoming as advanced as we are, my mind trembles knowing that their return would be soon."
"Master, there are many possibilities that the Titans may have become extinct since they lost their worlds," said Alpha. "The Tartarus Galaxy is an elliptical galaxy containing no worlds and a couple stars. Resource would be scarce so they would lose power and have no food or water."
"Another possibility would be that they are in cyro-sleep flying back to the Milky Way and may attack at anytime," he said.
"The Tartarus Galaxy is just about 7 million light years from us," said Alpha. "They would probably not be arriving with very limited power on their ships."
"Unless they have a special engine to create a powerful wormhole similar to the one that was used against them," he became very concerned.
"Master, I detect increasing stress within you," said Alpha. "I would suggest that you take you mind off of this and take some time to thinking about soon becoming king."
"I can't!" he paced back and forth while Alpha followed. "We don't know if the Titans or Seiton would return the way they were originally or become supernatural beings. The Council don't even know how to stop them and they have been sleeping for thousands of years!"
"We must not awaken them until the enemy arrives," said Alpha.
"You right," he sighed. "I will just go get some fresh air."
Fabocusa head down the stairs leading him further down to the base of the mountain. Then he came upon three tunnels to go to and thought about which one to go through. His golden wristband was vibrating and he pressed a green gem on it. A woman's voice was heard, "My lord can you help me?!"
Fabocusa said, "Afia, what is it?"
"I lost my dagger that I let a Human used during an animal sacrifice at the Temple of Zeus last night," said Afia. "Could you see it you could find it there?"
"Master you have to be careful," Alpha warned Fabocusa. "If you interact with a human, you would be in serious trouble."
"I am sure that would not happen," said Fabocusa thinking that his Spacer monitor was worrying too much.
Meanwhile, a girl named Helen fell over the balcony of a palace, crashing into a few bushes. Her rag clothes were ripped, pale skin nearly covered with bruises. Blood dripped out of her nose and most of her raven hair was ripped up, rivers of tears flowing out of her amber eyes. She got up and ran as fast as possible. She looked as if she was a skeleton. As she ran, she could hear her master screaming for her to come back. But if she gets captured, she could be either brutally punished or executed.
Memories of her life as a slave kept flashing in her mind. When she got to the base of the stairs, she tripped and fell. She didn't have the energy to get back up, so she crawled her way to the top of a hill and entered the Temple of Zeus.
Once she was inside, she collapsed and crawled her way to statue of Zeus. Her vision was fogged as she tried to look at Zeus himself. She believed that he would end her misery and give her a new life in heaven.
She sobbed to the mighty Zeus. "Almighty Zeus, king of the gods! You have been watching me for year and done nothing! I am calling to you know to end my life!"
When she made her wish, nothing happened. Not a gust of wind blew into the temple. Not even candles or torches lit up.
She screamed. "Kill me! Strike your lightning bolt into my heart! Take me to Elysium!"
With no luck, Helen curled into a ball and sobbed even more. Then her eyes caught a glimpse of a knife lying on the floor. It had a sliver blade and a golden handle with red gems. The longer she looked at it, the more it became her friend.
She got on her knees, held it with both hands, and pointed the blade to her heart. She raised her arms high over her head as she about to strike her life. She closed her eyes and whispered. "Thank you, Zeus."
But with a quick speed, Fabocusa emerged from the shadows, took his hand out, and the blade went through it instead of her heart. Helen's eyes opened wildly and froze. She let go of the knife and tried to retreat not knowing who it was.
Then she turned her head to his face and her eyes widen with awe. Under the hood of the cape, she could see his winter white skin and eyes were as blue as the Mediterranean Sea. He looked down at his hand with the knife still in it. With no pain, he pulled it out and blue blood came gushing out. He clutched his wounded hand as hard as possible and was magically healed, leaving no scar behind. Then he took off his hood to reveal his long white hair.
He slowly wiped Helen's face with his cape. He looked into her eyes and could see her life was horrible and wanted to change that.
Then Helen heard a couple angry women and soldiers running into the temple. Horrified, she hid under the man's cape. The women and soldiers barged inside and froze as soon as they saw him. The soldiers dropped to the floor as they bowed to him, but the women stood as stone statues.
He glared at them knowing they were the ones that nearly tortured this poor girl to death. He got up and walked towards them. His glare made the women's hearts beat as rapid as drums. They shook as if they were stuck out of the cold for several hours. Then holographic blades came out of his hands and thrust them into their stomachs. Then their bodies slowly turned into large hot charcoal and exploded, leaving nothing but piles of ashes. The soldiers ran cowardly out of temple, not daring to look back.
Once the soldiers ran away, Fabocusa returned to Helen. She reached up for him as if she was an infant wanting her mother. She smiled as her eyes were reunited with his. The man smiled and got up her in his arms.
As he carried her out of the temple, he whispered into her ear, "Everything will be alright." He rubbed her cheek and she began to doze off. The last thing she saw was a ship hovering down from the sky.