Eldest of the Gods

The Beginning of the End - Stuart

This Monday evening found Stuart in his private office at his club checking the months revenues for covers, drinks and food. He leaned back in his well padded, very expensive office chair, put his feet up on his desk and laced his fingers behind his head. Stuart smiled to himself, he was very happy in his life. He had created a safe place for people to have fun and forget their cares, he had enough money to take care of his mother (who had sacrificed plenty for Stuart when he was a child), and he didn’t live all that uncomfortable of a life himself.

Yes, Stuart thought to himself, I really am living the dream.

Just when Stuart was at his most relaxed, a muffled whump sounded through the sound-proofed nightclub, something shaking the building hard enough that pictures and certificates fell from their places on the walls. Stuart leapt up from his chair, grabbed his desk and started to survey the damage to his office. At that moment the door to his office slammed open.

Stuart’s father strode into the room, looking somehow weary (although Stuart couldn’t quite figure out how a god could be weary), but blazing with golden light, his power revealed. “They are close Stuart, we must leave now. Are you armed?”

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Stuart
“Of course, father. Haven’t you taught me that second to observation is preparation?” answered Stuart as he opened the concealed drawer in his desk and collected his custom pistol and ammunition. Stuart also was aware of the comforting weight of the bracelet from his father on his wrist, as he tightened the belt on his favorite pants.

“I am prepared father, but tell me, from whom are we fleeing so abruptly? I have an event this evening and my employees will be arriving shortly, this sudden development brings me concern for their safety.”

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Atum Re

“Fear not for your servants my son, once we are gone the danger will not linger. If it is of such concern to you, I will see to it that their numbers are bolstered and this evenings event proceeds normally. However, if we do not depart with great haste there will be little of this building left standing very soon.”

Atum Re motioned for Stuart to follow and quickly walked to the club’s exit. He opened the door and peered outside cautiously, while quietly speaking to Stuart over his shoulder, “You are not yet possessed of the necessary knowledge to face the danger which stalks you now. There is a gathering of some select few Scions taking place. There you shall find answers and allies.”

Atum Re stepped out into the parking lot now bathed in twilight. Atum Re led Stuart towards a black limo pulling into the parking lot that moment. To their left, a crater, eight feet across and 2 feet deep was still smoking, a badly mangled body lay inside. “Do not concern yourself with this damage, my servants will take care of it before your event.”

Atum Re stepped into the waiting limo.

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Stuart
“I guess I haven’t got much of a choice in this matter then.” muttered Stuart as he exited though the heavy steel door. As he approached the limousine, Stuart took a moment to examine the new landscaping he could only assume his father was responsible for, and the reason of their rapid exfiltration of the club. Although it was only a moment, Stuart had an unnatural ability to take in an incredible amount of detail with a moment’s study.

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Atum Re

Once Stuart was inside the limo and the door was firmly closed, Atum Re visibly relaxed.

“Worry not my son, now that we are inside this manifestation of my power I can shield our presence and location from those that seek to do you, and I, harm. We do not have far to go, considering the rather, shall we say, special, way in which this vehicle may move.” Atum Re gestured to the window as he said this. His eyes following his father’s gestures, Stuart looked out the window and saw only utter blackness.

“I have made arrangements with Anubis to travel through a portion of his realm, so we are safe for the moment. But I digress; Stuart, we go to a meeting of other god, each with their own offspring. I have undertaken not to speak more of the purpose of this meeting before we have arrived, and I assure you, I will honour my word. If you wish to query me on other matters during our short commute, please do not hesitate.”

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Stuart
“Well, father, I would ask about the body strewn in front my night club but I gather the impression that it involves the purpose of this meeting, and as such I will not press you on the matter beyond one question of yes or no: Am I correct in assuming that this foe slain in front of my club was not an ordinary mortal?…”

As Stuart waited for a reply from his father, he added “… And a meeting of other gods and their offspring you say. It is naive of me to think that I would be the only sire of a god, but tell me father, are there many others like me in this world? I have wondered but never truly had a means of investigation.” Stuart had never had an especially reliable means of communication with his father, and did not feel that question to be pressing enough to voice during their sporadic encounters. In current light of the impending face to face introduction with other Scions, however, now seemed an appropriate time to raise the issue.

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Atum Re

“Yes, the creature whose remains now decorate your establishment’s grounds was no mortal. It was a giant, one of the more common types of titan-spawn. It was a creature of no consequence to me and when I found it lurking on your property when I arrived and I dispatched it quickly. To you however, even though you are far more than mortal, one of the giants would be a grave opponent indeed.”

Atum Re considered Stuart’s second question for a moment, looking somehow pained, “Yes Stuart, there are others in this world who have been born of the gods, though not all of the Pesedjet. There are offspring of the Aesir, Dodekatheon, Loa and Tutha de Danaan to name a few. Though there are not as many Scions, as we call them, as there once were, the details of which you shall learn of shortly as they are pertinent to the meeting we go to attend. If you consider your history, and think of the names of historical figures who achieved incredible things, who seemed simply to be of greater import than all other around them, then it is likely that person was the offspring of a god. As far back as Herakles, and as recent as Martin Luther King Junior; even the tyrant Hitler was the offspring of a god.”

“We have almost arrived at our destination. Once there, you shall meet more of your kind.”

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