Inside the Class of the Titans

Summary: Selected parts of COTT with some of my background thoughts and behind the scenes schemes which occurred in my mind. Archie and Atlanta centered ('cause their the cutest couple of them all). A/A, N/O, J/T.

Jup, I know exactly, that the title sucks, but hey, I don't own COTT, so I can write whatever I want about them and no one can judge me, because I'm doing this out of sheer fun.

So, whoever you are, enjoy or let it be, be assured, that I don't care.

Oh, and before I forget, I'm swiss, english is not my native language, grammatical mistakes may occur. A lot. But I'll not take responsibility ;-P

Chapter 1: Training day of a warrior

The trail was hard, but he could manage it. He knew, he could, because he always did. Archie knew his strengths.

Panting he landed in front of Ares.

"I've seen better," the God of War declared. Say what?

"No way! Who?"

"ME! And Achilles, your ancestor."

Oh great, he was competing against a God and a mythological hero who passed away ages ago? This guy must have been kidding... And this crazy claim of him being Achilles' descendant was creeping him out.

"Aw, you know I don't buy that."

Better staying unbelieving, Archie thought, this Ares-bloke could be pretending.

"You know, as a young man, Achilles was often ruled by his anger and distrust. He later regretted it... Don't make the same mistake Archie."

Did his so said ancestor have had the same issues? He had lost close people, for what he blamed himself and if Archie thought about it, it could be for those reasons, Ares had mentioned. How much, did this guy really know about him and his past?

Archie couldn't keeping pondering on his questions, because suddenly Ares spoke to him in an all different manner.

"Congratulation! You win a price!"

Come again? He was only third best ever absolving this trail, how did he deserve something? As he tried out his "price" he could not help himself being disappointed.

"Huh? A dog leash?"

Was he supposed to go walkies with the God's dogs? In the matter of fact, he didn't know, why exactly he was here. This strange guy Hermes had fetched him up, after he had finished this puma-headed giant, who had attacked him on his stride and had not bothered explaining, why exactly all this crazy stuff had happened to him. Maybe he would have to go walkies with that giant?

"It's a Hephastus whip." Ares declared annoyed.

"Hephastus..." Somewhere in his mind, there rang a bell. Trying out the whip, his hopes rouse, that he would be doing more than just go walkies...

"It's made from the finest metal ever forged," the God explained. "It slices, it dices AND will cut through anything."

With a mighty pat on Archie's shoulder, Ares left. Still unbelieving what powerful gift he was given by someone he barely knew and was far from trusting, Archie examined his new weapon. It was way to cool to not keeping it. He never had possessed anything similar to this in his whole life. And believing Ares, it was made of the God of forging himself. Wow... Now he really was curious what he was meant to do here...


Unnoticed by Archie, he had had bystanders at his first training day.

Jay had skeptically watched the new arrival. This guy was good. Really good. How was he supposed to lead someone with such skills?

Not that he couldn't do the same with the training this Archie surely had gotten judging by his abilities. It was just not fair, that he, Jay, the leader, was the only one without some godly fighting gift abilities...

But on the other hand, wouldn't he need more guys like Archie, if he really wanted to defeat Chronos?

While Archie absolved the training trail Ares had glanced up to him. Jay turned away remembering how hours before he had the pleasure to go through the same. Ares hadn't been pleased. At all. Jay knew he wasn't the fastest, neither was he the skilled fighter. He was here to learn that stuff after all, right? Still it bothered him how Ares had declared Hera: "Poor. And he really is supposed to lead the team?"


Atlanta could tell from Jays look, that he was down right jealous of the new boy.

"Who's he?", she asked rather innocently.

"Ah, his name's Archie."

Archie... So lets see, what you got, Archie, the girl thought. Maybe he would be a decent sparing partner.

Jay was a good fighter on instinct, acting in the moment, but couldn't cope with her fighting techniques, far from helping her elope in this part. And Harry only relay on his strength and reflexes.

At that moment down on the training court Archie got himself the cutting whip.

"Ohoho, I want one of those! When do we get weapons?"

Jay just shrugged and faced away from her but she was all exited by the thought of getting her hands on this whip. Maybe there were even more crazy weapons in the store of the God of war. She always had had a faible for weapons, even when her dad didn't let her touch any of those in his collection...

Plus, that purple haired fighter seemed to know how to use himself as a weapon, maybe he really could be a good sparring partner. He had left kind of an impression and Atlanta could see, why Jay seemed jealous. Archie was an amazing warrior.