Indestructible Achilles
Disturbed's Indestructible is one of my favorite songs of all time. Mainly because it made me think of my favorite moments I've ever read in the history of anything ever: The Duel between Hector and Achilles in Homer's The Iliad.
Hector, a prince of Troy and the best fighter on their side, had just killed Achilles's best friend (and/or lover I guess, depending on the translation you read and how much you read into certain parts) Patrocles in battle the day before and stolen Achilles's armor off the corpse. The Trojans then set up their camp right next to the beach where the Greeks' ships were beached. Needless to say, they pretty pumped because it sure looked like the Trojans were finally getting ready to finally stuff every Greek they could find into a giant water balloon slingshot and lob them into the Aegean Sea because they were really tired of these jerks besieging their city for the past decade.
Meanwhile, Achilles finally shakes hands and makes up with the commander of the Greek forces (and mouth breathing numbnut unfit to lead a Boy Scout troop let alone troops in battle), King Menelaus, after the king decided to (stupidly) throw a hissy fit early in the poem and take a slave woman from his best fighter and all 'round supreme ass kicker. Then he even started taunting Achilles by telling him some of the stuff he was going to do with his chick right in front of him. It took a literal Deus Ex Machina to keep Achilles from straight up slaughtering everyone in the room over the affair. Seriously. The Goddess Athena had to book it down from Mount Olympus, cast Time Stop, and tell Achilles directly to chill out. After swallowing his pride, Achilles then gets his sea goddess mom to call in some favors with her relatives and gets the god Hephaestus to knock out a new suit of magic armor and a shield for him in one night.
After throwing on his +3 Breastplate of Badassery Achilles hopped into his chariot and rolled out when the Greeks are getting ready to repel the inevitable Trojan assault the next morning. Achilles is so extra super Omega level pissed off at anything and everything that his own men could barely even look at him. Then Achilles' horses start talking to him and telling him prophecies because that's just the sort of stuff that happens in Ancient Greek Epics. Naturally, the Greeks started going nuts when they saw their most skull crushingly awesome hero returning just when it looked like they were all basically humped.
Achilles took off in his chariot straight for the Trojan lines and all the Trojans were basically like "Hey Dave...is that lunatic...is that who I think it is? OH HOLY FUCKBALLS IT'S HIM!" and started running for it like little bitches when they realized that a really not at all pleased Achilles was charging directly at them. One might even say he was miffed. Achilles basically started blowing through the Trojans like a really hard sneeze through one of those cheap off brand tissues from the Dollar General, absolutely wrecking the faces of anyone stupid enough to be standing around like a dumbass and not booking it for the safety of Troy's walls.
At one point, a bunch of Trojans tried to flee across a nearby river, but they got stuck when they jumped in and found the opposite bank was too steep for them to climb out. Completely blood raging at this point, Achilles jumped into the river after them and pretty quickly started shanking everything with a pulse so hard that the river started to get choked with corpses. The god of the river (yes, there's a god in charge of the river. It's a pretty standard thing in Greek and Roman mythology where just about everything has a god or a nymph or something in charge of it for some reason) shows up and is all like "Hey, what's all this then? Oh...oh...what THE SHIT, Achilles?! Really? There's dead guys EVERYWHERE. What the hell, man?"
Achilles finished stabbing some jobber to death then yanked his spear out and growled, "Hey look knothead I'll stop killing Trojans in your stream either when I run out of Trojans or they somehow manage to stop being losers and climb out. Now go eat a giant economy sized bag of rancid donkey dicks because I'd put my spear through your head if I thought it'd do anything." Needless to say, the god took this about as well as you'd expect a reasonably powerful immortal being to take threats and outright scorn from one of us squishy mortals. A sequence that would make Micheal Bay shed a single tear of joy ensues. All kinds of massive fireballs explode everywhere and tidal waves splashing and stuff like that all over the place. All the while, Achilles continues to run around like an absolute madman and headbutt everything that ever thought the Trojans were a bunch of really swell guys until all their teeth fell out, and they forgot how to play the lyre. Presumably a bunch of stuff blew up around him (which he didn't look at because, as we all know, cool guys never look at explosions).
So while the Trojans were all bravely running away, Hector stopped beside this wizened old tree that marked the farthest point the archers on the walls of Troy could shoot and actually hit anything. Hector's buddy and second in command Aeneas grabbed him by the arm and was all like "Hey why the hell are you stopping? C'mon man, let's get inside. Achilles is totally shitting in our cereal out here." and started trying to drag his commander towards the gate.
Hector pulls his arm away and looks at his friend. The night before, the two of them had gotten into a heated argument about where to camp because Hector wanted to camp on the beach since the Greeks seemed about done in, while Aeneas sensed something was off and wanted to camp beneath the walls where the archers could protect their army. "You were right." Hector told his friend, "I was wrong and this is all my fault. No more Trojans die for my mistakes. Get the men inside, and I'll hold the bastard off."
"That doesn't matter right now, man." Aeneas says "C'mon. Let's go! If we lose you we're all pretty seriously boned, and besides you could like barely hang with Achilles, and that was before he had a giant raging killboner for you."
Basically what follows is a real dramatic tear-jerker scene where Hector's wife and parents, the aging king and queen, come down and beg Hector to come inside because Achilles is just destroying stuff like those old school WWF matches from the 80s where The Undertaker would be set up against some random local dude. I can't do it justice even with my nigh superhuman skills at hyperbole, so I won't even try here.
Moving on, Achilles finally catches up to Hector and the two of them have a brief super intense badass Sergio Leone style stare down for a few minutes. Then Hector asks Achilles to swear to an agreement where the winner of their fight would let the loser's side take the body away for proper burial. Achilles rather awesomely sneers "There are no covenants between sheep and lions and so there shall be none between you and I."
They start fighting, Achilles breaking Hector's spear, and pretty soon they're down to their swords. Both armies stop what they're doing to watch their champions try to hack each other to tiny bits and then dropkick those bits into the sun. Eventually, Achilles is able to wear down Hector, and he drives his spear through the man's chest, killing him dead. Then, just to let everyone in Troy know exactly how boned they are, he ties Hector's body to his chariot and does a victory lap around the city, making sure that everybody gets a good look at what he's done to their champion.
The Iliad ends not long after that. Unfortunately it's part of a greater work most of which has been lost to history save for another part called The Odyssey which tells the story of Odysseus, one of the Greek generals and a compatriot of Achilles, as he tries (not terribly hard for the most part) to get home after the end of The Trojan War. There was even a supposed epic all about Achilles' life before he set sail for Troy where he gets a bitchin' 80s style training montage with a wise centaur as a teacher, which would have been cool to read.
Also, if you're interested, the Roman poet Virgil wrote The Aeneid which follows Hector's second in command after The Fall of Troy as he leads the refugees from their destroyed city in search of a place to settle down. It's pretty good too, although you can kinda tell where Virgil was trying to stroke the ego of his patron, the Roman Emperor Augustus in places (notably in one part Aeneas visits the Underworld to get some advice and a bunch of really famous dead guys tell him that one of his distant grandsons would be even more awesome than all of them combined because he's just the bestest, wisest and most Augustiest guy in the history of everything ever).
Anyway, that's all I got for right now. If you liked this, please give it a thumbs up, remind and/or subscribe. Thanks and have a nice day!