'Breath in...'

Inhale

'Breathe out...'

Exhale

'Breath in...'

Inhale

'Breathe out...'

Exhale

A small smile reach up to the young woman's face. The wind gently blows all around her, enjoying the fresh crispy air. The cool air slowly getting warmer, indicating that spring is coming close. She doesn't have a favorite season, but it's always enjoyable, as long as she could have some-

"YO (Y/N)! What are you doing there laying around?! Come join me to start a war!"

'Just ignore it... breath in'

Inhale

...

'What?!'

"What the fuck did I say about wars?! What the fuck did I say about saying that in front of me?!" She abruptly stood up from her comfortable position, laying down on a beautiful hillside in her forest side of view next to a giant boulder.

In front of her is a tall muscular man with blonde hair or platinum, she's not sure, wearing a classical Greek clothing, a white sash tied to his waist and a piece of cloth covering his entire lower half.

His black sclera and yellow golden eyes stares at her with a joyful grin not like she just cursed him out right now. "I'm bored. I'm thinking of a war to liven things up and get some blood dripping down my muscles! You know!? For fun!"  He said, as he casually lean against the boulder.

"You just like taking sadistic pleasure in crushing your opponents with all your might, hunger for battles made you feel excited at the possibility. It's disgusting. And for some reason, why do you always announce them to me before you do them."

"Awww... why are you being like that? I just want you to have some fun and live a little bit!" He push himself away from the boulder and walked closer to her, and tried to give her a friendly pat on the head, but she quickly slapped away his hand before it even grazed her hair.

" I am living."

"By doing...?" He raised one of his very thick bushy eyebrows.

"Breathing." She answered, like it was obvious. Her answer cause the muscular man to groan dramatically and start pouting like a child.

"Boring! How about this, I'm thinking of a huge genocide-!"
Whack!

"Did you just hit? Did you forget who I am? I'm-!"
Bonk!
"Ow! That one single little bit!" The man wince a little bit and rubs his forehead.

"I'm so sick of your crap! Why do you always do these stupid things?!" (Y/N) points her sandal at the homicidal maniac.

"When did you take that off?" He pointed a finger at her deadly weapon.

"When you were acting like a imbecile." She crossed her arms, but she still has a tight hold on her sandal. "Then again, you always act like that."

"I thought you don't like to be barefooted."

" I don't mind, but if pieces of shit like you are around. I'd rather be fully clothed and have metal undergarments if possible."

"If I have to be honest, you kinda look a little bit too clothed. Why don't you strip some layers off? I could help.~" A perverted grin stretch across his face, lift his hands, wiggling his fingers around as he reach over towards the woman.

A large red tick mark appeared on her forehead as his hands try to reach for the straps of her (favorite color) tank top.

'That's it.'

Whack!

Smack!

Smack! Bonk!

"You! Smack! Have! Whack! A! Bonk! Wife! Bonk! Moron!" (Y/N) let the imbecile in front of her have it. She didn't have back away or share any mercy as she fiercely assault him with her wooden sandal with metal embellishments.

"Be! Whack! Grateful! Whack! You! Whack! Caveman!" The woman last hit send the man so hard that he fell to his knees. She raised her arm up again, ready to hit him again, to only be caught by the wrist of the fallen man. The man stayed on his knees, but his head is hanging low.

"You dare to call me a caveman?" The man raised up his head, his eyes full of blood lust. Nobody would dare to say anything to this man, let alone hit him like this woman did. This man is is very powerful, and wouldn't hesitate to kill. Everyone feared him.

"You're right that's an insult to all caveman. They at least have the decency to evolve over time." Everyone feared him except a select few people, including his brothers, and this woman in front of him.

"You little-Owie!" His blood lust disappeared the moment she flicked his forehead.

"That's was just a little flick to the forehead, man up!" She rolled her eyes and slipped her sandal back on her foot. Even though she's wearing some casual jeans, a tank top, wooden sandals with metal decorations on it, it's not enough clothing in her opinion, especially if this pervert is around her. Absolutely hate perverts and also nosy people who were just hiding thinking that nobody could see them.

As the grown muscular idiots continue to whine about the little flick on the forehead. She turns her head to the forest.

"And you! Get your piece of shit, father, and get the hell out of here!"

Silence is all she got in response.

"I actually was standing on the other side." Said a voice behind her. By that time, the man stop whining and look with her, to see a man with raven hair in a butler uniform, stepping out from behind the boulder that she was laying next to a little while ago. "You were close, but I was behind the boulder. How did almost know I was here?" He replied, with a close eye smile.

"Do you want some of this too, Butler boy." She balled her hands into fist as veins appear up on her arms and fists.
'This bitch is mocking me or some shit?'

"No, please. I was merely looking for my father." The butler looking period shit stain lift up his hands in defense.

" I hope you were looking for him to take him to his castration."

"Hey!"

"If I may, I have a question for you before I leave with my father."

"No."

"Why?"

"It's about war, bullshit or anything that caused death and lost and blood." (Y/N) Walked up to the butler and jabbed a finger to his chest.

"I like to think of myself kind of like a peacemaker. I do not enjoy conflict. I just want some-."

"That's truly bizarre."

"Huh?"

"For someone who claims to be a peacemaker, you have such vile language, and you just assaulting my poor dear father with your sandal and earlier, you look like you're about to beat me with your fists." The butler mock sigh of disappointment.

In the background, she could hear the muscular idiot agreeing with him, and possibly nodding his head.

"Tsk, tsk. You're not giving a good example about peace."

....

"Boy. Sometimes I wish I brought you into this world so I could give your old fashion mother whooping." The woman monotone said, with such a bleak, blank, dead expression on her face.

For some reason the man behind her broke down in laughter followed by a thud.

"You're contradicting yourself, (Y/N)." The butler chuckle to himself.
With zero emotions still not present on her face. The butler gently grabs one of her hands, and gently lift it to his lips to place a small kiss on her knuckle.
"And I am glad that you're not my mother." He winked at her.

Before the butler could say, anything else his father that appeared next to him, not like he was laughing, his guts out a moment ago on the floor behind them and grasp the other woman hand.

"That's why I like you! You're always so fun and funny when you're not just laying around and doing absolutely nothing! You'll be amazing companion! We have so much in common! Power! Strength! Beauty! Sense of humor! Please join come with us, not just in the war, for all eternity in Olympics!" He suddenly blurred out. His eyes filled with pride and determination to get her to join him in Olympics in Greece.

"You say that. But I know you Greeks are pretty much nasty freaks." She deadpan and pulled her hand away from both of them in disgust.

"It's pointless to argue with the two of you. I'm telling on you." She let out a annoyed sighed and walk past them. They attempt to stop her. She only gave them a cold glare, and a stern warning with her hand raised like she's going to slap them.

"Where're you going?"

"Away from you two idiots! Like father, like son!"

The two men really wanted to follow after her, but they could tell that she's already past her limit, even though they're both very powerful beings they do not want to risk getting a real beating from this woman. As much as they love messing around her, she has her power status near the butler's father. Maybe be a slight possibility maybe a little higher. They don't know. It's a possibility to that this woman doesn't even know her powers rank either. That's why they always try to get her to join Olympics with them.

As she disappears from their view. The butler realize a strange the comment she said earlier.

"Father what do you think she means by, 'I'm telling on you.'?"

....

"Shit..."

"Ah poop... that dream again." A young girl woke up from her somewhat restful slumber on the very top of a tree branch. She stretched her tiny arms behind her back and yawned.

"Whyyy... can't I just sleep like a normal person?" She groaned as she cleans up the dried up drool at the corner of her lip.

"(Y/N)!" A small young male voice called her from a distance. She carefully looks down under her branch to see a boy with beautiful long burgundy/red and black hair and maroon. A boy that almost looks exactly like him, but he has black with red tips hair and dark purple eyes. "Do you need some help?" The one with maroon eyes look better with concern

"She's probably stuck again." Said his brother as he looks like he's going to get prepared to climb up the tree himself to retrieve the girl.

The girl puffed up her cheeks and ready to reply, 'That was just one time!' When she heard a snap and suddenly gravity decided to kick in and pull her down close to the ground. As she was falling, she felt no fear, and somehow felt found the experience somewhat relaxing as the wind whipped around her face and everything a blur. It's like a dream like state.
' I wish my dreams were like this. I don't mind a little weirdness of craziness, but mostly relaxing and just get it over with, with some blurriness.'

As just like a dream it abruptly stops. As she feels two pairs of arms wrap around her tiny body and cushion her from the hard ground. The two brothers broke her fall but they were lucky enough to fall on a pile of leaves, so they were not too badly injured. Just a few scratches, possibly maybe a bruise.

"Oof!"
"Are you hurt? Are you alright?" Both brothers remove their arms off her to see if she has any injuries. She looks perfectly fine just has a slight dazed look on her face, possibly from the shock of falling?

She looks at them and her face a bit. She doesn't feel pain like they do. Sure she looks she's suffering, or in excruciating pain but physical pain doesn't really occur to her body. It's mostly mental pain that she can't stand.

"Please at least give us a sign that you're fine?"

She look at the boy with maroon eyes, and gently cupped his cheek with her small hand. She gave him a sweet, small smile, and nodded her head. "I..."

"Great! Now, come, watch me train you! You promise! And not just hang out with my brother!" The other brother, slightly envious that he's not getting attention, even though he also saved you from the fall. 

Before she could say anything else, she felt a firm hand, grasping her wrist and got pulled up on her feet, and dragged away from the impatient brother, leaving behind the other one. He removed his hand for a second to place it inside her hand, instead of having around her wrist.

The brother left behind, quickly, caught up to them and held her other hand. Being between the brothers she looked at them with a gracious smile and gently squeeze their hands.

'It's not exactly what I wanted, but it could do for now.'