CAPTURE THE FLAG
Despite the term mythology, some people would refuse to call their legacy a myth. You see, those stuff you read from you Literature class about Greek gods, goddesses, mortals, and epic tales? Those are real. In fact, much like in the stories, these gods took interest in siring children with mortals. These children were not normal of course- one would possess a power that he got from his godly parent. These children are often labeled trouble makers and have ADHD or dyslexia. The two mentioned conditions are what help these demigods, as they would like to refer themselves, survive from monsters and mythical beings or activities that usual mortals wouldn't notice because of the Mist (a form of magic veil that shrouds mortal eyes from seeing or noticing the true nature of a person, monster, or an event). Luckily for these half-bloods, there is what they now call Camp Half-Blood. Camp Half-Blood is a safe haven for people like them. They are trained to fight and defend themselves in case they needed to.
At the center of the cabins, there stood a young woman with flowing blond hair. Alice Kirkland is her name. Alice is a daughter of Athena, the goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. Beside her is Ludwig Beilschmidt, a tall blond and is a son of Hephaestus, the god of fire, blacksmiths, and volcanoes. Another people with them are the twins Feliciana and Lovina Vargas who are children of Apollo, the god of music and poetry; Antonio Carriedo who is a child of Hermes, the god of travelers and the messenger of the gods; Heracles Karpusi, a son of Hypnos the god of sleep; and Feliks Lukasiewicz, son of Iris who is the goddess of rainbow and is also a messenger of the gods. They were all planning for the upcoming event on Friday which was Capture the Flag. For a simple and fun game, demigods do not take this lightly for this event is a way of showing others which godly legacy is stronger. Since the Athena Cabin won the last game, they were to carry and defend their streak. The Athena Cabin, which was led by Alice, allied themselves with Hephaestus, Apollo, Hermes, Hypnos, and Iris cabins thus the mentioned people were with her. This lineup was part of the Athenian's strategy they were to go against their rival which is the Ares Cabin, led by Alfred Jones. Ares allied themselves with the rest of the cabins namely Aphrodite, Dionysus, Hecate, Nemesis, Demeter, Nike, Hebe, and Tyche. Alice chose these cabins mainly because most of these cabins are populated, especially Hermes and Apollo cabins.
"With these amount of fighters on our side, we have a strong advantage", explained Ludwig.
"But Nike Cabin is with the Ares. Victory is upon them, like, literally." Feliks pointed out to the rest of the councilors.
Antonio piped in, "they also have Tyche's children there."
"Great. Now victory and luck is at their side" Lovina muttered, "this is fucking stupid."
Alice, whose patience was wearing thin, cleared her throat, "we mustn't be negative about this, yes? I strongly believe that we are going to win. Now what we must do in order to secure our victory is plan and make sure everything will be executed just fine." The daughter of Athena nudged the sleeping boy beside him, Heracles, and started explaining the strategy she and her siblings thought of. The rest of the group listened carefully and some of them suggested ideas that might help them win. Before dinner, they all finished their meeting and concluded a carefully planned strategy.
"Do spread our strategy amongst your siblings and please, please keep Jones and his team from hearing it." A chorus of affirmations were heard from the group as they went to their cabins.
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Friday night came and excited chatters can be heard throughout the camp. Campers, who were dressed for battle, line up according to their cabin in the woods. Chiron the centaur, who is the camp's director, mentioned the rules and the protocols in the game.
"Campers!" Yelled the centaur, "ready!"
Campers crouched, readied themselves for running or defending.
"Start!" Chiron quickly fled the area and went to somewhere he could watch the game. Campers from both teams shouted as they scattered around the woods. Alice's team decided to put their flag on a huge boulder called Zeus' fist. The said camper was the only one guarding their flag but she made sure some Apollo campers were perched on the trees that surround the area for look out. She sighed and leaned on the boulder just below their flag and waited for the opposite team to charge and attempt to take the flag.
Moments passed and still there were no enemies that came. She was about to conclude that they will win when she heard the flag rustled above her. She cursed and quickly ran after the culprit.
"Archers!" she yelled as she signaled to the nearest Apollo campers. Arrows flew past her and pinned the enemy to the nearest tree. She heard him curse and remove the arrow.
Alice chuckled, familiarity washed over her as she figured out who attempted to capture her flag.
"Alfred." A groan escaped from the man who was rubbing the wound that he got from the arrow.
"Good evening, babe" Alfred grimaced as Alice pointed a sword under his chin.
"You can do better than that, love." Alice smiled teasingly at him and eyed the flag. She and Alfred are in a relationship for almost three years. They had started off from best friends in the first year of Alfred's stay in the camp. It was an odd relationship, really. Both are children of war gods so people would expect them to not get along. Though the two always argue over the stupidest things, they really get along pretty well as if they were puzzle pieces that fits each other.
"Ow…" another groan escaped from Alfred's mouth and for a moment, Alice softened and worry was evident on her face.
"Is it deep?" she asked.
"Not as deep as my love for you."
"Shut up." Alice, with her sword pointed at Alfred's neck, walked closely towards her boyfriend and examined the wound.
"Hand me the flag, Alfred and I'll let you go."
"No way, Jose"
"What…?" Alice looked at Alfred like he had grown two heads.
"I said…" Alfred started then he quickly threw Alice's sword and wrapped his arms around her tightly and gently backed her against the tree and kissed her passionately.
Alice gasped loudly and squirmed as much as she can with Alfred's strong arms around her. She felt blood rushing to her face as she felt Alfred's warm and passionate lips sucking hers. Oh gods, this was her weakness. She could not stop herself from kissing back and get too excited from Alfred's actions.
This was a problem. The two were so engrossed in making out that they did not notice another child of Ares grabbing the Athenian flag and ran over the creek. Cheers erupted from Alfred's team.
The son of Ares pulled away and smirked at the female in front of him. Alice was confused at firs but quickly registered what had happened. Alfred kissed her while one of his brothers, Matthew, stole the flag and made a quick dash to the creek.
"You bastard!" roared Alice, "Gods damn you son of a bitch!" Alice hit Alfred on the chest repeatedly, anger boiling inside her.
"Gods, Alice calm the fuck down. It's just a game- ow!" Alfred looked at the bite mark on his arm then looked at his pissed girlfriend.
"Alfred F. Jones," Alice started, "no sex for two damn months."
Alfred paled as the words escaped from Alice's mouth.
"Fuck! Wait… Alice!" Alfred grabbed Alice, who started walking away, by the hand and quickly hugged her.
"You're joking, right dear?"
"You dolt! Is that what you're always thinking? Sex? You're so afraid to miss sex?!"
"W-what?! Of course not! Come on Ali. I'm sorry, okay? I really am." Alfred kissed Alice's forehead and wiped the sweat off her face.
"How 'bout this? Let's hang out at the beach later. Sounds fun?"
"And what if the harpies caught us?" Alice crossed her arm and looked at Alfred.
"Puh-lease. We can, like, run towards our cabin. Easy." Alice sighed and glared at him.
"Fine. This better be worth it, Al or so help me gods I'd-"Alfred quickly cut off Alice by pecking her lips.
"Later? After campfire?" Alice grumbled and nods.
"Sweet! Thanks babe! I'm really sorry. I'll make it up to you."
"Yeah, yeah."
The two walked away from the woods and joined their cabins respectively. Nobody mentioned to the two that Antonio and his friends, Francis and Gilbert, captured the two's making out session. Oh, it'll be the best blackmail material ever.
lame ending pfffft.
And yes this is loosely based from Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series. This story happened years after the giant war.
Hello to the Hetalian demigods out there.
I am a daughter of Hermes!
disclaimer: i do not own PJO/Hetalia
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