Chapter 12 - 12 What Are You? (2/2)

”C'mon! First rule of pankration! Ignore all pain! Fight through it, regardless of any injuries you may sustain! If the enemy will not falter in the face of your attacks, neither shall you!”.

Achilles, who was still in control of Gray's body turned to Aqualad and Robin, the latter of which was throwing batarangs at him and the former running straight at him.

He did the same, and ran straight towards the protégé of Aquaman, his fists covering his face with the exception of his eyes.

He smirk grew even bigger.

”Second rule of pankration! The most effective way to win is to force your opponent into submission. The use of chokes, holds and grapple techniques are all permitted”.

Aqualad's face scrunched up into one of annoyed familiarity, before waving his water bearers at Achilles, creating two water swords with the excess water on the runway.

The Atalantean raised up his arms and brought them down over Gray's head, but the water swords were blocked by the silver wrist guards on Gray's forearms.

Gray threw dirt the dark skinned young man's face and swept at his feet, knocking him off balance before raising his other leg and ax kicking him in the stomach.

”Third rule of pankration. Don't be afraid to play dirty”.

The former Greek Hero stood tall on the cracked runway, gazing silently at Robin, Miss Martian, Artemis, Batgirl and Zatanna. All of whom where protecting the injured Kid Flash and Superboy behind them.

Zatanna held a ball of fire in the palm of her hand, and was ready to throw it at Gray, despite her earlier remark to help free him form the foreign soul taking over Gray's body.

Batgirl and Robin both had collapsible staffs in their hands. Standing at the forefront between Gray and the rest of the Team.

Miss Martian was trying to talk to someone, obviously trying to get in touch with someone at the League.

Both Gray and Achilles raised an eyebrow to Miss Martian's actions. The original owner of the body clashing with the will of the Heroic Spirit, making Achilles frown and wave his hand at the empty air in front of him.

”I know, I know, I went a little bit too far. But these guys were asking for it.... I'm sėxist? Brat, don't yell at me for not hitting women, you know why it goes against my principles you idiot!”.

The still conscious members of the Team raised an eyebrow at the words Achilles spoke, and Zatanna whispered over their telepathic bond.

”It seems the foreign entity with Rider's body is communicating with the original Rider. It doesn't seem like from its words either that it'll hurt us.....”.

Artemis gave Miss Martian a look and the latter replied with five fingers. Obviously indicating the time it'll take for a member of the Justice League to get here.

Their attention returned to Achilles, still in control of Rider's body. The one in control of their body directly looking at Batgirl and Zatanna.

”I can already sense a strong emotion coming off the Martian, and and every Archer reminds of Paris, that dog of Apollo.... one of you is a talented warrior who with enough training, may reach the same level of skill as someone like ”her”. Someone I admire. The other is a Magus, but not the traditional kind. Your spells are old, even older than myself. I look forward to where to reach in the future.....”.

Rider winked at the two girl's and the battle hungry feeling vanished, being replaced by Rider's original witty tone came back, and the strange pressure exerted from his body disappeared also.

He sighed and helped Aqualad to his feet before handing him over to Batgirl, Artemis still pointing an arrow at his back.

The Pseudo-Servant gave the red head a profound look before heading back to the truck carrying the large sum of money.

Barbara couldn't help but shout out at the young man's figure, her brows furrowed at his actions.

”Why are you doing this? What are you?!”.

Gray's body stopped right in its tracks, and he turned around to face the sixteen year old, as well as her fellow teammates.

He gave a wry smile and contemplated for a moment, before one of the Class Cards reached out and gave him an answer.

”Me?.... I'm just a man”.