# Lykos Redemption Prologue

Author: sangheilinerd
Tags: Cannibalism, Human, Infanticide, Lykos

#2 of Lykos Redemption

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 **Lykos&nbsp;Redemption** &nbsp;&nbsp;  
Prologue:&nbsp;Le Roy est Morte, vive...les Loups?&nbsp;

Coulter&nbsp;DarkClaw&nbsp;

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In the&nbsp;land&nbsp;of&nbsp;Greece, there lies a city named&nbsp;Arcadia. Its ruler,&nbsp;Lycaon, was a cruel man. He was&nbsp;known&nbsp;to take many wives&nbsp;and partners&nbsp;at a time,&nbsp;not&nbsp;caring&nbsp;what happened to any of them. It was&nbsp;little surprise that he ended up with&nbsp;fifty-one&nbsp;sons.&nbsp;Melaineus&nbsp;had been&nbsp;the eldest and&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;the youngest.&nbsp;They had lived rich,&nbsp;boisterous&nbsp;lives without restriction.&nbsp;Many thought the king had gone mad when he&nbsp;had invited the god&nbsp;Zeus to&nbsp;dinner&nbsp;with them.&nbsp;Some thought it was for a status symbol, that such a cruel king&nbsp;didn't deserve the attentions of the King of&nbsp;Olympus. They didn't know of&nbsp;Lycaon's&nbsp;plan.&nbsp;

It was the night before&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;planned to dine with Zeus that he sealed his family's&nbsp;fate.&nbsp;As the nearly full moon climbed into the sky, the king entered the bed chamber of his youngest son.&nbsp;\*Of all my great sons, I'd hoped the highest for you,&nbsp;Nyctimus\*&nbsp;He thought to himself darkly,\*But here I find you to be&nbsp;content with nothing,&nbsp;compassionate to the weak, and worst of all...&nbsp;zealous&nbsp;in your religion...\*&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;pondered.&nbsp;As the king&nbsp;slowly entered the young boy's room, he stirred.&nbsp;&nbsp;

Lycaon&nbsp;thought to himself of all the ways he could trick the god.&nbsp;Surely a god so wise, so observant would know what he was eating. The best test, the ultimate test, would be to feed&nbsp;the god&nbsp;something that&nbsp;any&nbsp;divine&nbsp;being&nbsp;would&nbsp;be&nbsp;disgusted by&nbsp;-&nbsp;the taste of human flesh.&nbsp;His feelings about&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;were in harmony with his idea.&nbsp;He'd kill his&nbsp;son&nbsp;for the god.&nbsp;

With this grim plan ahead of him,&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;slowly approached his youngest son. As he got closer he raised a large dagger&nbsp;above his head. The knife glinted in the waxing moonlight.&nbsp;

Nyctimus&nbsp;awoke to find his father looming over him and asked, "Father, what are you doing?"&nbsp;

"My son, you are weak-willed and ill-suited&nbsp;to&nbsp;live&nbsp;within this family. I cannot bear to watch your brothers harm you as they do. It is with this thought that I send you to Elysium." The king explained.&nbsp;Nyctimus' eyes went wide as the knife came down.&nbsp;

"Father, why?" and it was those words that were&nbsp;Nyctimus' last.&nbsp;All that was left were the pleading, sad honey brown eyes gazing upwards as the pain blossomed throughout his chest.&nbsp;

"Zeus&nbsp;will not know of this, young one.&nbsp;Despite your faith, I&nbsp;know what he truly is." The clouds outside rumbled ominously as&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;picked up the body of his son. The king walked with the body down to the kitchen, asked&nbsp;one of his sons&nbsp;to cut up the body to be used in the supper for Zeus the next evening. He then said, "Don't throw out the entrails,&nbsp;use those in Zeus' dish."&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;walked out of the kitchen&nbsp;and into the rest of the house.&nbsp;&nbsp;

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Zeus arrived to eat with the large family the next day. The greetings were cordial enough, almost as if the family was accustomed to spending time with the gods.&nbsp;Zeus&nbsp;eyed the family expectantly.&nbsp;The king's&nbsp;Sons, all of them, were in their finest linen&nbsp;chlamydes\*&nbsp;with extremely overly-glamorous brooches and silver rings on every finger. Zeus by contrast was dressed in a&nbsp;humble&nbsp;sky blue&nbsp;himation\*\*&nbsp;with a very simple bronze brooch in the shape of a lightning bolt.&nbsp;

"Come, come, my&nbsp;lord. We have&nbsp;dinner&nbsp;prepared for you."&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;said whilst gesturing for the god to follow.&nbsp;Zeus moved with an easy grace, taking everything in, although he had seen them before. He had traveled the streets in the guise of a peasant, seeing the way the sons moved through the city.&nbsp;

"If I may, your highness, why did you ask me to come here?"&nbsp;Zeus questioned.&nbsp;

"Do&nbsp;you&nbsp;not&nbsp;already know, my&nbsp;lord?"&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;asked with barely shielded glee.&nbsp;

"If you are up to something,&nbsp;Lycaon..." He paused and let the threat hang in the air.&nbsp;

"No,&nbsp;my lord&nbsp;I have no plans, nor schemes."&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;replied, feigning innocence in the eyes of the god.&nbsp;&nbsp;

The dinner party of fifty-two sat down amongst many tables and chairs.&nbsp;Lycaon, Zeus,&nbsp;Melaineus, and&nbsp;Demeas&nbsp;sat at the first table.&nbsp;Demeas&nbsp;looked at the god with curiosity, his black hair pulled back into a tight pony tail.&nbsp;There were five more tables capable of holding ten men each, almost all of them filled. Of course the table holding the youngest of&nbsp;Lycaon's&nbsp;sons was emptier than usual.&nbsp;Zeus had never set foot in their home before, but he knew&nbsp;that there was a boy missing from the family's tables. "Lycaon, where is your son,&nbsp;Nyctimus? I do&nbsp;not see him at the table. Where is the boy,&nbsp;Lycaon?"&nbsp;

Zeus&nbsp;had to give&nbsp;some credit to the King for holding his ground. However, it appeared that his children also looked confused.&nbsp;Finally forty-nine pairs of eyes looked at the empty space,&nbsp;then to their father.&nbsp;Any that did not know the family of&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;might&nbsp;have&nbsp;been surprised when&nbsp;their mouths turned into malevolent, knowing grins.&nbsp;To them it seemed that their father knew more than a god.&nbsp;For Zeus, however,&nbsp;it only confirmed what he already knew.&nbsp;Still, he needed more confirmation before punishing the savagery he saw from&nbsp;the&nbsp;family.&nbsp;

It was then that the&nbsp;servants&nbsp;brought forth the&nbsp;meal.&nbsp;The meal consisted of several courses, including a blood pudding, a soup, and sausage. Zeus felt a deep sickness wash through his body as the angry shock settled in from what had happened.&nbsp;&nbsp;

He looked down at the meal presented him. He took one whiff of it and growled in outrage. The sky outside rumbled&nbsp;fiercely. The god's eyes crackled with&nbsp;energy&nbsp;as he stood,&nbsp;and in his rage flipped the table. The&nbsp;food was dislodged, raining down across&nbsp;a very&nbsp;surprised&nbsp;Demeas.&nbsp;&nbsp;

"LYCAON, SON OF PELASGUS! YOU HAVE COMMITTED A MOST HEINOUS ACT!" Zeus shouted in fury, his voice reverberating like the thunder itself. The room smelled of ozone as the air boiled around the god. He approached the king of&nbsp;Arcadia,&nbsp;lifting him by the throat into the air, "By killing your youngest son and cannibalizing him to further your power, you have condemned yourself to the Fields of Punishment. Your reign of terror ends here." The god said and summoned his master bolt. He stabbed it through the heart of&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;and dropped the limp body onto the ground.&nbsp;

It was&nbsp;a mere moment&nbsp;before&nbsp;Hades&nbsp;was there to pick up&nbsp;Lycaon's&nbsp;soul.&nbsp;

"No need for&nbsp;judgement, take him straight to the Fields of Punishment. Bring me his son,&nbsp;Nyctimus.&nbsp;The&nbsp;child did&nbsp;not deserve to die." The God of Death bowed. Then, he left without saying a word.&nbsp;As he waited for Hades to return, Zeus began to move his hands.&nbsp;The food disappeared from the tables and a body began to reform on the floor, a teenager with curly brown hair. He was still and lifeless before Hades returned. With the second god's return,&nbsp;Nyctimus' chest began to rise and fall and then his eyes slowly opened..&nbsp;

"L...Lo...Lord Zeus?" The boy's eyes widened and he immediately averted his gaze, sitting up and moving to kneel before the god.&nbsp;

"Yes, child." Zeus replied before looking at the stunned faces of&nbsp;Lycaon's&nbsp;children. "Your father was the one that wielded the blade. However, your conduct shall not escape my judgment. You understood your father's plan and did nothing to stop it. You compose yourselves in a matter that suggests to me that you lack common morality. For that I shall sentence you to something worse than death." He grabbed&nbsp;Nyctimus' hand before sweeping his other arm across the room.&nbsp;

As the hand passed by each of the&nbsp;sons of&nbsp;Lycaon,&nbsp;their human form was replaced by that of what&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;could only think of as wolf&nbsp;- though that did the creature a disservice in describing&nbsp;the new&nbsp;monstrosity. The&nbsp;fur&nbsp;of the creatures&nbsp;was matted and mangy, its proportions weren't that of a wolf&nbsp;or any animal known to man for that matter. In shape it was like a terrible mockery of the beauty of&nbsp;canids. The eyes were dark and ruddy. The teeth yellowed and the gums pure black. There was no doubting that the creature existed for only pure evil.&nbsp;

"The final judgment lies with you, child. You are now king of Arcadia. It is with my blessing that I will allow you to decide. Though I must warn you that&nbsp;the&nbsp;goddess&nbsp;Nemesis will try and influence your opinion."&nbsp;

"She has no need. They allowed Father to kill me, to blaspheme in the presence of a god.&nbsp;There is no choice but to&nbsp;banish the&nbsp;children of&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;from the&nbsp;lands&nbsp;of Arcadia, to spare the people suffering cruel rulers any longer."&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;said. Zeus seemed pleased by this, however what the human said next did surprise him.&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;took a breath, "And that includes myself. The line of&nbsp;Lycaon&nbsp;ruling has ended, and I too will leave these lands.&nbsp;Give the throne&nbsp;to a family more deserving,&nbsp;my&nbsp;lord." the young&nbsp;man&nbsp;said, turning to move for the door.&nbsp;

Zeus&nbsp;said nothing, feeling the burden on the young man's shoulders, "Very well,&nbsp;Nyctimus," Then&nbsp;he turned&nbsp;to the wolves, "Leave at once! You shall not return to this place." The god waved his hand and the wolves were no longer there.&nbsp;

As Zeus turned around,&nbsp;Nyctimus&nbsp;was gone. Zeus&nbsp;took a stoic breath&nbsp;and disappeared from the messy dining room,&nbsp;the place where an entire family had been destroyed.&nbsp;Only the Fates could control what came next for the family of once-human wolves.&nbsp;

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