Psychological Warfare
This is a series of related one-shots that portray how I think the Greek Demigods should fight the Romans. I own nothing, however much that makes me want to cry. (There may or may not be some original characters, I haven't made up my mind.)
"What are they doing?"
"Waiting. Watching. It kind of creeps me out."
Jason chuckled at that, but the glare Nyssa sent at him shut him up. After glaring at him for a couple more seconds for good measure, Nyssa continued relaying the conversation she had overheard. "That's the point, The Graecus scum know they cannot hold against the might of Rome. They are trying to intimidate us, and we won't submit."
"Octavian—"
"Shut up! Or I'll have you whipped and stripped of all honors!"
"Yes, sir."
The Greek war council was silent for about 5 seconds before everyone but Nyssa and Clarisse began shouting insults at Octavian about his leadership skills and calling him ro̱maïkós apóvrasma and announcing that he wasn't fit to lick the bottom of their sandals. Even Clovis was shouting, and he usually slept through the meetings, and any other time of the day. Finally Clarisse stood up and bellowed, "ENOUGH!" The group of teenagers shut up immediately, eyeing the knife at her side. "We can all agree that this Octavian creep is an awful commander, and we can use that against him. We can make them leave us alone easily if we just act intimidating. We aren't trying to act intimidating, but they are intimidated anyway. Imagine the effect it will have if we can make them believe that we are much more powerful than we appear-which we are. We are going to beat them using mental tricks. As much as I hate the idea we are going to weaken them through psychological warfare."
Travis and Connor grinned at each other, their mental wheels turning. Rachel turned to them and smirked, "Your cabin gets the first turn. Enjoy!"
Identical evil grins spread across Travis and Connor's faces. "We're on it."
They left, not noticing the barely suppressed shudders their family members were giving.
