Who is the Bad Guy?

Claymore just had to pick New York. He and Alabaster had decided it was time for their next move and he had suggested New York. They both knew that was where most demigods were, but it was a big city and they wouldn't stay long. They were both sure they could avoid the other demigods. Alabaster had found an apartment. He must have used magic to get it because humans wouldn't rent an apartment to a minor. Anyway the apartment was near Central Park and Claymore had thought fresh air would be good for Alabaster.

"Do I have to?" He whined

Claymore rolled his eyes, but was surprised at the boy's childishness.

"Yes you have too. The fresh air will be good for you." Claymore lectured

So they were in Central Park. Alabaster was sulking next to him as they walked through the park. Then Alabaster froze.

"That's him." He said. "The Son of Poseidon."

He pointed at a black haired boy who was sitting on a bench next to an older woman. The boy said something to the woman and she laughed and walked away. Alabaster sword's appeared in his hand.

Alabaster walked behind the bench the boy was sitting on and raised his sword. But the boy had quick reflexes. He pulled a sword out of his pocket and caught Alabasters swing.

"Who the Hades are you?" the boy asked.

"Don't remember me?" Alabaster taunted, "The boy you pushed down the stairwell."

"I saved your life." The boy replied.

"And now you regret that?" Alabaster asked.

"No," the boy said knocking Alabaster sword out of his hands, "I don't"

Alabaster looked just as shocked as I was.

"But I am impressed," The boy smiled like they were old friends, "Your sword fighting has gotten better."

The boy picked up Alabasters sword and handed it to him.

"Why do you hate me?" the boy asked.

"You and your gods senselessly murdered every last one of my siblings that fought with Kronos." Alabaster sneered.

Claymore was shocked as Alabaster didn't like talking about his siblings.

The boy dropped his sword, "What?" His mouth dropped open, "What are you talking about? I have never killed a demigod in my life."

Alabaster snorted, "Like I should believe that."

Alabaster attacked again, but the boy grabbed his sword off the ground and met his strike. Claymore decided this had gone on long enough.

"Alabaster!" Claymore yelled, "Come on now."

Alabaster walked away from the boy and scowled.

"I'm sorry," the boy called, "That shouldn't have happened."

The older woman came back, but the boy said something to her and the two walked away.

"We are leaving New York," Alabaster said, "Now."