Immortals

IMMORTALS 2011

All men's souls are immortal,

but the souls of the righteous

are immortal and divine.

-Socrates.

Hyperion!

My oracle ... what vision did you dream?

Titans... unleashed.

By whom?

King Hyperion.

He seeks the Bow of Epirus to rule over mankind.

We must pray.

When this world was still young

long before man or beast roamed

these lands,

Immortals:
The War gods

There was a war in the Heavens.

Immortals, once thought

incapable of death,

discovered they had the power to kill one another.

Lost in this war,

was a weapon of unimaginable power:

The Epirus Bow.

The victors declared themselves Gods.

While the vanquished were renamed Titans

and forever imprisoned within the

bowels of Mount Tartarus.

Eons passed,

Mankind flourished...

..And the great war receeded from memory.

But the evil that once was...

...has reemerged.

Hyperion is here. He comes for me.

We must go now.

SYBELLINE MONASTERY

GREECE, 1228 BC.

Stop! You cannot enter here. This is sacred ground!

Sacred for whom?

What do you want with us?

Where is the virgin Oracle?

Defile this house further and

you will risk the wrath of the gods.

The Gods...

Gods...

The Gods? Go ahead, call upon them.

Pray... Ask for their help...

Pray to the same Gods

who idly stood by

as my wife and my children

were stricken by disease.

I too have cried to the Heavens

for help.

But instead of mercy,

I was met with silence

and the retched sight of my family

suffering like animals...

...until their deaths.

Your gods will no longer mock me!

I will release the Titans.

It's not too late

to end this madness.

Salvation can be yours,

if you wish it.

Let me enlighten you, Priest.

I will end the reign of Gods.

Kolpos Peninsula

You wield that axe well, Theseus.

Maybe some day,

we'll see you use that same determination to find a wife.

- Are you conspiring with my mother now?

- She worries about you.

There is no need to worry about me.

You know being a warrior is not just being able to strike your opponent down with a sword.

It's finding good reason to draw your sword in the first place.

I draw my sword

to protect those that I love.

- What about the others?

- They turned their backs on me.

The weak, the defenseless?

Whose going to protect them?

Be careful, too much worry will make you an old man. - LOL

Whore!

Last lights for the Holy Labyrinth!

Let the ancestors rest in peace.

Theseus...

Another accident?

Theseus, maybe one day you will join me in prayer.

Ask the Gods to grant me grandchildren

before I'm too old.

Mother, the gods are children stories,

My spear is not.

You know, mother,

It takes more than lighting candles

to make babies.

Besides the priest wears a ridiculous hat.

- Mother, stay here.

- Theseus...

Fellow Helariks, It is with great concern that I stand before you.

The Heraklion king, Hyperion,

has seized the Sybelline monastery.

He is only a day's march from here.

We must to evacuate this village immediately!

Quiet, please!

Villagers! We stand no chance!

We stand no chance!

He is delirious from battle.

Please!

We ask every man, woman and child

gather your belongings,

and leave for Mount Tartarus.

Seek refuge behind the safety of the Great Wall.

There, you will be protected.

Anyone that needs more time,

the old, the infirm,

will be escorted in a days' time.

Get ready for departure!

You're with the wrong party.

- Is this not the caravan traveling to Tartarus?

- It is.

But you will not be traveling among us.

- Go in the morning with your own kind.

- My kind?

Peasants & undesirables travel tomorrow.

My kind's blood is the

same color as yours.

Should I spill some to prove it?

Mother!

What happens here?

This bastard

and the whore mother... FIGHT!!!

Stop!

Fall back!

- Put the sword down!

- I will not!

- Kill him!

- Try and he dies first!

What is it that you want, brother?

It seems as though my kind

travel in the morning.

I want them to have a proper escort.

Move again, and I will bury this in your skull!

- What's your name?

- Theseus.

Now is not the time for violence Theseus.

Let him go.

Only if I have your word

the rest of the village will be protected.

You have my word.

I will leave capable men for the caravan tomorrow.

- Kill this traitor! - I will not have a spectacle!

Restrain him! Get him outta my sight!

Save your blood lust for Heraklion veins, Theseus.

Join our ranks.

You have been trained well.

I had a good teacher.

I could use a man of your skill at my side to defeat Hyperion's legions.

Why would I serve you?

You would have so easily abandoned us...

Let's go, Mother.

Lysander, you are no longer part of this army.

Relinquish your shield and your spear and remain here

to travel with the peasants tomorrow.

- But you saw him...

- It is done.

See you later.

Where are your things, old man?

Are you not prepared for the march?

Such odysses were meant for the young people and expectant. Not for a worn out old goat like me.

Please reconsider.

You know staying here is suicide.

If the Heraklians show up

at least I'll be spared a slow death.

From what I understand, indecision is not their style.

You are mad.

Just tired...

It's not living as such that's important Theseus.

It's living rightly.

They fight with a ferocity

unlike anything I've seen.

Almost as if they could see in the darkness.

It's always suited them.

You speak as if they are not human.

There are human.

They're Heraklians, they bleed just as we do.

The only difference is they fight for a belief

which allows them to kill without restraint.

That is why they will win.

Lysander...

- I thought Helios ordered you disarmed.

- He did.

Reveal yourself...

Reveal yourself.

- Father...

- Athena...

- Zeus...

- No need for formalities.

None of the other gods are looking? Are they?

What?

When you walked through here just now,

you actually looked like a father...

...or maybe a grandfather.

We must tread carefully here,

heed the law.

None of the mortals on earth should witness us in our immortal form.

But father, you've come dangerously close.

You have been influencing the boy Theseus for years.

It is one of them,

never as a god.

Only as his friend.

Why him?

He does not fear danger.

No pain, defeat or ridicule.

He fears only the failure to defend that which he holds so dear.

His loved ones.

If there is one human who can

lead them against Hyperion,

It would be Theseus.

But it must be his choice.

He defected. He wants to meet the king.

Up!

Move!

You are a defector from what I understand.

- Yes, my king.

- I am not your king.

But... I wish you to be.

But you are a traitor by definition, are you not?

What would I want with a traitor? In my midst.

I can you tell of a village, that lies unprotected,

where you can gather young women...

I have plenty of women.

- Slaves and weaponry...

- I have plenty of weapons.

What I want is the Epirus Bow.

Like this monastery, I have moved every

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