Hyperion!
When this world was still young...
long before man or beast roamed these lands...
there was a war in the heavens.
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,
Eons passed.
Mankind flourished.
And the great war receded from memory.
But the evil that once was...
has re-emerged.
Stop. You cannot enter here. This is sacred ground.
Sacred for who?
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 cried to the heavens for help.
But instead of mercy,
I was met with silence.
And the wretched 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.
You wield that ax well Theseus.
Maybe someday we will see you use the 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?
The others turn their backs on me.
The weak?
The defenseless?
Who is going to protect them?
Careful.
Too much worrying will make you an old man.
*****.
Last lights for the labyrinth.
Last lights for the holy labyrinth.
Let the ancestors rest in peace.
Theseus.
May the gods be with you.
Thank you for the offerings.
Another accident?
Theseus.
Maybe one day you will join me in prayer.
Ask the gods to grant me grandchildren before I am too old.
Mother,
your gods are children's stories. My spear is not.
And you know Mother,
it takes more than lighting candles to make babies.
Besides,
our priest wears a ridiculous hat.
Theseus.
Mother, stay here.
Theseus.
Fellow Hellenics!
It is with great concern that I stand before you.
The Heraklion king, Hyperion,
has seized the Sibylline Monastery.
He is only a day's march from here.
We must evacuate this village immediately.
We must fight him at the gates of our village!
Silence, please!
Quiet! Villagers!
We stand no chance!
I said fall in, Lysander.
We stand no chance!
He is weary from battle!
Please.
We ask that every man,
woman and child gather your belongings.
Leave for Mount Tartarus.
Seek refuge behind the safety of the great wall!
There you will be protected.
Anyone who needs more time,
the old, the infirm,
we will escort in a day's time.
Only what you can carry. Prepare your departure.
Leave it. It's not essential. Give me that.
Leave that.
Move along now.
You are 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 and undesirables travel tomorrow.
My kind's blood is the same color as yours.
Should we spill some to prove it? Theseus.
Mother.
What happens here?
This ******* and his ***** mother...
Stop!
Fall back!
Put the sword down. I will not!
Kill him! Try! 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! Enough with your spectacle!
Restrain him!
Get him out of my sight!
He is a *******!
Take him away and disarm him.
Mother...
Save your blood lust for Heraklion veins, Theseus.
Join our ranks.
You have been trained well.
I had a good teacher.
I could use men of your skill at our side to defeat Hyperion's legions.
Why would I serve you?
You who would so easily abandon us.
Let's go, Mother.
Lysander.
You are no longer part of this army.
Relinquish your shield,
your spear...
and remain here to travel with the peasants tomorrow.
But you saw him... It's done.
I will see you later.
Where are your things, old man?
Are you not prepared for the march?
Such odysseys were meant for the young and expectant,
not for a worn-out old goat like me.
Please reconsider.
You know staying here is suicide.
If the Heraklions show up,
at least I will be spared a slow death.
From what I understand,
indecision is not their style.
You are mad.
No.
Just tired.
It's not living as such,
that's important Theseus.
It's living rightly.
They fight with a ferocity unlike anything I have seen.
It was as if they could see in the darkness.
As though it suited them.
You speak as if they are not human.
They are human.
The Heraklions 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.
Athena.
Zeus. No need for formalities.
None of the other gods are looking,
are they?
What?
When you walked up 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 have come dangerously close.
You have been influencing the boy Theseus for years.
Yet as one of them.
Never as a god.
Only as his friend.
And why him?
He does not fear danger.
Nor 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 could lead them against Hyperion...
it would be Theseus.
But it must be his choice.
He is a defector.
He wants to meet the king.
Move.
You are a defector, 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 tell you,
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 precious stone
your people worship upon.
And I have yet to find it.
Have you ever met a Sibylline monk, traitor?
Monks of his order are unwavering
in their obedience to the virgin oracle.
With the right prodding,
the oracle could see where the Bow rests.
Could not she, monk?
Tell me where she is.
I know of your faith, monk.
Sybellines are forbidden to take a life under any circumstance...
even their own.
You have no choice,
but to tell me what I want to know.
A monk,
can be made to talk with or without his tongue.
Give him to the beast.
Make him tell you where the oracle is being kept.
Do you have any children?
Not yet.
A man's seed,
can be his most brutal weapon.
For generations, your people will stare into the eyes of their sons
and they will see my likeness.
I will be remembered in every glance,
every smile,
every tear that is shed for eternity.
But before your baptism,
understand,
that you are not drawn here,
to my flame,
on instinct.
But you ran here,
because you are a coward.
And the world does not need,
any more cowards.
So, I shall do this world a great favor.
Mark you as one of us...
and rid you of your ability,
to populate the Earth.
Traitor.
Although you will not hear them...
your forefathers weep from their graves...
for the future of their bloodline,
ends with you here tonight.
Old Man?
Old Man.
Hello?
Your anger rules you Theseus,
is ou must learn to master your emotions.
Rhythm, Theseus.
Rhythm.
You! Burn that down!
Get over here!
No!
Theseus!
Wait.
Witness hell.
No!
Not him.
No!
Give him to the jailer.
He can work in the salt mines.
His pain has just begun.
Hyperion's legions show no mercy.
They have destroyed every holy shrine
in their quest for the Epirus Bow.
It is only a matter of time,
before they find it.
I have noticed their king,
takes the greatest care
with all women who carry a child.
And personally sees to their slaughter.
He ventures to eradicate a Hellenic future.
They honor no rules of engagement.
Effective.
At least thus far.
Effective?
Cowardly.
That may be...
but the Hellenics have yet to adapt,
and until they do.
Isn't it time to intervene, Zeus?
How can you stomach bearing witness to such atrocity whilst doing nothing?
I obey the law.
No god shall interfere in the affairs of man,
unless the Titans are released.
If we are to expect mankind to have faith in us,
then we must have faith in them.
We must allow them to use their own free will.
And what if they unearth the Bow?
If any of you,
come to the aid of man,
or otherwise influence the affairs of mankind...
as a god...
the punishment will be death.
Who are they?
The virgin oracles.
The Heraklions must have found their temple.
You don't know of them?
I don't.
I would not mind knowing them all for a night.
When cloudless skies thunder,
stand fast.
You were a thief?
I am a thief, my lady.
Were it not for these chains,
I would steal your heart.
Tonight we must flee this place.
Whichever are strong enough to fight.
And that man there.
He didn't even go for the water.
He won't make it till morning.
Just be ready.
Stay apart.
Inside.
Stay alive.
Only one of them is the true oracle.
A seer. She is pure.
The others are there to protect her identity.
The virgin oracle is blessed with...
visions of the future.
Were she to be violated,
her gift of prophecy would be corrupted.
What a waste.
Guards!
Keys!
You should get some sleep.
Do you know, I am stronger than I look?
I will be fine.
Perhaps...
Perhaps you have trouble sleeping because...
you are haunted by your visions.
A warrior who reads minds.
Some people do consider my...
visions to be a gift.
Gift?
How can it be considered a gift,
when you can see the future but you don't have the power to change it?
Sorry.
Why would you do such a thing?
You risked your life to save a complete stranger.
Only a faithless man would ask such a question.
My mother was a woman of faith,
and her gods were absent when she needed them the most.
As was I.
So we both mourn.
You for what has passed and...
and I for what is to come.
What happened to them?
I gave an order for them not to be touched.
They tried to flee, my king.
Seven of our best men were killed in the struggle.
Seven of your best men,
killed by women?
I wish to know,
where the Epirus Bow rests.
Which of you can tell me this?
Which of you are the true oracle?
If I am forced to sort you out by other means
you will experience discomfort.
Discomfort unique to your gender.
So you tell me,
which one of you is her?
I am the one you seek.
No, it is I.
I am the one you seek.
The other one said the same thing.
They all claim to be the oracle.
The other one?
Yes, my king.
The other one? What other one?
There were, four of them.
One of them escaped.
With a group of slaves from the watering hole.
Mondragon.
Sire.
Find the one that escaped.
Bring her to me alive.
The dark seas.
These waters are thick with oil.
And the boat?
It's a Heraklion merchant ship.
Our best bet is to ambush it and head south.
South is not our journey.
Well it is for me.
From what I hear...
the women down there can get to the meat of a Malaccan chestnut
with only their tongues.
Shall you and I test the limits of that desire, my dear?
The gods have given me vision.
Yet all you do is dream of your appetites.
I would rather follow my appetites
than the hallucinations of a harlot.
She is a high priestess. It doesn't matter to me.
High priestess or *****,
I am heading south...
Was it something I said?
Well friend, what will it be?
South with me,
or will you follow...
the lady?
Neither.
I am taking that ship north,
to Hyperion's camp at the monastery.
Your savior sounds a lot like a madman to me, Your Highness.
Personally,
I would rather fight with a madman than against one.
Are you minding this?
That is the mortal your father so extols, is it not?
And he is with the oracle.
Poseidon,
if Zeus were to suspect you, we will come to your defense.
The rear!
Wait! I thought you said this was a merchant ship!
I guess I was wrong.
The sea has forever been an unpredictable domain.
When the cloudless skies thunder...
stand fast.
We got to jump now! Stand fast!
You knew that wave would save us.
What I see is only a glimmer...
of what may come to pass.
Your actions and desires shape what lies ahead.
What else have you seen?
A body...
wrapped in a shroud on a rock.
You holding the Epirus Bow...
and...
embracing Hyperion.
Impossible.
I would never embrace Hyperion.
He killed my mother.
Your mother.
Was she given a proper burial?
No.
She still lies where Hyperion cut her down.
Then you must bury your mother.
Her faith demands it.
I do not believe in the gods.
But she believed.
She believed, Theseus.
You must return to your village.
Have you found the oracle?
We did my Lord,
but our men were lost before we could recover her.
A storm swept them to sea.
And the oracle.
Did she survive?
She travels towards Kolpos with the slaves.
She could be leading them to the Bow.
Send the Beast to Kolpos.
We will go to Tartarus.
Mondragon? Sire.
You stay here...
and set an ambush in the pit.
I am sorry, I could not protect you Mother.
But I promise you our family name will not die with me.
Hyperion's legions are gathering at Tartarus.
That's where Hellenes will fall.
That future is not set.
But likely.
It will be a slaughter.
You have no faith.
Heathens.
That is true Dareios,
but not always.
When I was just a boy, I prayed to the gods...
for a horse.
The gods never answered me,
so I stole one instead.
We are surrounded by heathens.
It's alright.
It's alright Theseus.
What happened to me?
Your arm.
You were poisoned.
Where are the others?
They are putting Dareios' body to rest.
She was right.
For all those years I doubted her.
Doubted...
their existence.
Your mother's death was not in vain Theseus.
It was fate that brought you back.
For the Bow.
And in your hands, Theseus...
it will bring Hellenes victory.
I did a little shopping last night.
Good weapon?
Good to you see you are still alive.
I was worried that cow had gotten the best of you.
It almost did.
She saved my life.
Looks like she did more than that.
Careful.
Just because you have that bow doesn't mean I am going to treat you differently.
Good.
We march to the monastery.
We have a war to fight.
The faithful,
believe the Titans are still buried,
deep within the mountain.
The Great Wall,
is the Hellenics' only hope against your army.
Defenses?
Originally,
it was a dam, but the...
Hellenics have since adapted it.
No one, could have anticipated the enemy
you have become.
How many are there?
How many have made it here, Your Majesty, I am not sure.
How many?
I am not sure, Your Majesty.
Eight hundred.
And the gate?
Twenty feet of...
marble stone,
weighing over 12 tons.
It was designed to be impenetrable, Your Majesty.
Have you ever known of a gate...
designed...
to be anything but?
Go be of service somewhere else.
Where is he?
I thought Hyperion was supposed to be camped here.
We should continue.
Tartarus is another two days along this ridge.
What is that sound?
Stay down monk!
Stavros, help me!
Help me, keep him down!
No!
My sisters!
They are in the bull!
No!
I am the true oracle.
It's me, Phaedra!
I am the oracle.
Theseus.
They are still here.
Wait, monk!
It's a trap!
Monk!
Theseus.
Do not stop until you reach Tartarus.
The horses will run until their hearts give out.
Hyperion will soon have the Bow.
Leave.
Forgive me, Father.
Forgive me.
I only broke the law to protect the mortal.
No god will ever again come to your aid.
You are on your own!
Do you understand,
mortal?
I have faith in you, Theseus.
Prove...
me...
right.
Lead your people.
Halt!
The horse I prayed for when I was a boy.
What is wrong with him?
They are dying.
Where are the men?
They have yet to return, sire.
What does the sight of the bird tell you?
Speak.
The gods.
They came from above.
The gods?
They appeared and laid waste to the men, my king.
The gods.
They protected the slave who travels with the oracle.
The gods fight on their behalf, sire.
If the men hear of this, there will be panic.
I know. I know.
In peace,
sons bury their fathers.
In war,
fathers bury their sons.
Are we at war Father?
I have important information for the council.
Theseus.
I know this man. Let him through.
I hope you have come to join the fight.
Where is the army?
Tell me about the slave.
He is from your village, is he not?
Answer me! Yes.
He was a peasant.
As was I.
Forgive me, Your Majesty.
I meant no... Quiet.
And his family?
His mother was raped,
by some villagers.
Nobody would marry her.
He was a *******.
And his name?
Theseus.
Very well.
I will meet him.
Helios tells me you have information that could be of use to us.
Hyperion is in possession of the Epirus Bow.
The Epirus Bow? Yes, it's a weapon forged by Heracles.
Oh, please. I heard the same stories you did as a child.
There are gods living in the clouds.
Titans buried in the rocks.
Listen,
I was a disbeliever just like you are.
But the Epirus Bow exists.
I understand there are many Hellenics,
who put great faith in the myths and the gods,
but we on the Hellenic council do not.
They are metaphors son.
Nothing more.
We are a society of laws based on negotiation and reason.
If you try and negotiate with Hyperion,
you will be the death of us all. If I were to accept...
your counsel,
Theseus from Kolpos,
what would it be?
Seal the gates and prepare for war.
We have Hoplite battalions returning.
We can't seal the gate. No one will return!
We are the last!
I am sure you will understand if I don't accept the advice
of an alluring palm reader and her peasant lover.
Sir,
a Heraklion envoy approaches.
There,
you see?
No ruler wishes for war.
They only wish,
to be taken seriously at the bargaining table.
Alert the council.
Prepare a delegation.
Bows!
Stop!
Remain still, or we will be forced to fire upon you.
Extend your arms outward.
He bears the olive branch of peace.
My king wishes to speak,
to the one called Theseus from Kolpos.
Theseus.
Hyperion's envoy, desires a word with you.
Like the vision,
he sends for you with arms open.
Seeking an embrace of loyalty.
Phaedra.
Have you never been wrong?
We can't protect you beyond this gate.
I am Theseus!
Come closer.
I have a message for you.
Don't risk it.
At worst, you lose a peasant.
Better?
Yes.
Why do you cover your face?
All are equal in Hyperion's midst.
I myself am only a vessel for his demands,
nothing more.
And he asks me by name?
Indeed he does.
And how does he know it?
There is little the king does not know.
He knows that you have no father.
And like him, you were cast aside by your own people.
Does he know of my rage?
Does he know that I live only to see his blood at the end of my sword?
Does he know he butchered my mother?
Now that...
he has seen your face, he knows.
You would not make it.
Coward!
Embrace me, Theseus.
They will never give you a seat at their table
but you could sit at the head of mine.
Long after this war is over,
my mark will be left on this world forever.
The sun will never...
set on my blood Theseus.
This is what I offer you.
Immortality.
Deeds are eternal.
Not the flesh.
The gods may be on your side,
but tomorrow...
I unleash the Titans.
What was discussed?
Seal the gate.
What were his demands?
Seal the gate.
Theseus.
That was him, was not it?
I was that close.
I don't know if I can do what Zeus asks of me.
By doubting one comes the truth Theseus.
The gods chose well.
Sir,
there is movement on the front.
What is he holding?
The Bow.
The commanders are all dead!
Fall back!
Hold!
Stand your ground!
Hold! Stand your ground!
Listen to me!
Listen!
Who are you to tell us what to do?
I am nobody to tell you what to do!
I am Theseus, a common man!
One of you!
I share your blood!
And I share your fear!
But to run now,
would offer our souls,
and the souls of our children
to a terrible darkness!
Hold!
We must stand and fight!
Their numbers count for nothing in the tunnel!
Stand your ground!
Who are they that we are not?
In formation.
Just because they scald their faces,
and scar their bodies,
does not mean they are braver,
or stronger than we are.
They are cowards!
They hide behind their masks.
They are human,
and they bleed like you and I.
Listen to me!
Stand your ground!
Fight for honor!
Fight for the man beside you!
Fight for the mothers who bore you!
Fight for your children!
Fight for your future!
Fight so your name survives!
Fight...
for immortality!
Let us write history with Heraklion blood!
Ready!
Move!
King Hyperion.
We can negotiate.
I see no reason...
Theseus!
Here I am!
Theseus of Kolpos!
Where is your king? He is no king.
Stavros! The shrine!
Theseus!
I am right behind you!
Phaedra!
Stay in the shrine.
Hyperion!
No!
Theseus, wake up!
Theseus!
I got the Bow!
Stavros.
I got the Bow.
Get out of here while you can!
I will hold them off!
Stavros.
Go now!
I got the Bow!
I will hold them off while I can!
Get out of here!
Go!
Which one of you are coming with me?
None of you will leave this place.
Leave here!
This is no longer your fight.
Find Hyperion.
Die with your gods.
Athena!
Father!
Don't forsake mankind.
What does it feel like, knowing...
knowing that there will be no memory of you?
I have won.
My death...
will make me a legend.
My deeds...
will go down in history.
I am writing your history.
Do it!
This...
is our last...
embrace Hyperion.
Look at me.
I am the last thing...
you will ever see.
Witness...
hell.
Theseus gave his life to save mankind
and earned a place amongst the gods.
They rewarded his bravery with a gift.
A son.
Acamas.
Don't be afraid of your visions, little one.
What's your name?
Acamas.
A strong name.
I knew your father.
He was a very brave man.
Soon,
it will be your time.
My time for what?
The fight against evil never ends, Acamas.
War is coming to the heavens.
And your father will be there,
fighting for your future.
Acamas.
Who was that, son?
Just...
Just an old man.