This may be a little puzzling to those who haven't read the first three books of 'the heroes of olympus'.
Rvire hated his life. It was almost his sixteenth birthday and most of the people in Camp Jupiter hated him. It wasn't even his fault. If they hated him because he did something wrong before, he might understand. Instead, it was because his mother was a maiden goddess. Worse, some of his supposed 'pals' around the Camp sometimes 'accidentally' shoved him or 'didn't see where he was going' and crashed into him. He was wondering if he should just run away when a familiar voice called behind him
"Hey, Rvire!" Oh great. It was Bremr, the king of bullies.
"Where do you think you're going today, our precious son of Minerva?" he pronounced his mother's name like it some kind of dirty thing and he didn't even want to mention it. Some of the guys beside him snickered.
"Somewhere." Rvire answered vaguely. If he told the exact place, no doubt Bremr would vanish, only to reappear at the place he was going at. If he told a lie, the bully would pound him. Well, it seemed like this option wasn't better than the others. As he turned to go, relieved that this encounter hadn't lasted any longer, somebody pushed him from behind, and he heard laughter. When he turned around all the guys had faces that Rvire recognized as fake concern. No doubt they were laughing inside the privacy of their minds. When he turned to go again, Bremr pushed him from behind, again.
Usually, Rvire just live with these kinds of things, but not today. He was mad. You have others hate you because of you mother for sixteen years and it drives you over the edge. When he rose, the other boys backed up a little bit, he took a step forward, and they took a step back. The boys didn't know why they did it. Maybe it was his eyes, the eyes of a madman. Rvire stepped closer, and closer, and closer, until he was nearly face-to-face with Bremr. Then all hell broke loose.
When the blood rage had passed, Rvire saw Bremr lying on the ground, his bones sticking out at odd angles, lifeless. Rvire didn't know what happened, but he had a pretty good guess. While everything looked red, he had a hazy memory of kicking somebody very hard and strangling the same person. The other boys near Bremr had disappeared. If it went to trial, all of them would testify against him, and he would be executed.