Yay! An on-time update like I promised! You guys better get used to it cause this is what is gunna be like! Yeah, so Friday is my update day so come back every Friday to check it out! So, how was everybody's week? Mine sucked, so. . . yeah. Thank you guys again for all of your lovely reviews and such. Oh! I just wanted to address that I have a certain order for the POVs, They go by which character was submitted first to which was submitted last! And I know I said only three big three children, but there are five. I looked over the characters and thought I could use the amount of big-three children as something in the quest? What do you think?I should probably start the story now, huh?
Me: WAIT! Percy, like we practiced!
Percy: Do I haaaaaave to?
Me: Yes.
Percy: UUUUUGH! Fine. . . . . . GoddessOfTheGames doesn't own me or Annabeth or Leo or Jason or Piper or Hazel or Frank, or anybody that isn't her own character. Some random peeps made most of the characters. Rick Riordan made us. Lavi D. Walker made this James guy.
Me: And who is Rick Riordan?
Percy:. . . . . . Troller, Crusher Of Dreams, Backstabbing, Horrible End-Writing to the Heroes of Olympus series Douche.
Me: I mean, who agrees? I hated that ending! HATED IT!
James Aidan Hunter (Sorry, he didn't have a middle name and I really like the name Aidan) can only think of one thing that runs through his mind. These people look stupid. To him they do. The girl, what is her name. . . .Cherry? Charry? Char. . . . Charlotte!, is standing at one side of the mess hall, her arms crossed across her chest. Her eyes are filled with raw emotion, one that a word can't describe. Like a mix of disappointment and anger and thankfulness. Plus that puke-looking emotion that means disgust. This emotion is rare. The male, Andrew (James only remembers because Andrew is his cousin), is standing at the other side, his hands by his side and glasses down on the tip of his nose. Not to mention the choking boy at his feet. Chiron, standing there with his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed stands from his wheelchair, his form appearing.
"Charlotte, Andrew, you three. Big house. Now." He trots off to be followed by the five teens. James looks up at his siblings. His famous brother is the first to draw James' attention. Nico Di Angelo. His dark brown eyes have brightened over time, his black hair has grown to be shaggy still wears a skull tee-shirt, an Aviator Jacket, black skinny jeans and rough black sneakers.
Next, his eyes travel to his sister, Robyn Evelyn Greene.
Now, Nico and James are the 'goth' siblings. Robyn is what you can consider 'punk', with dark yet bright colors and flashy clothing. Saying Robyn's naturally brown hair is now magenta, is a very, very light way to put the new color. Her hair flows down to in between her lower back and irises of her eyes are a violent shade of red, as if she is wearing contacts. Her pale skin complements her hair and eyes, creating the illusion they are brighter than they really are. James cam see her black tee-shirt from this angle but he knows what else she is wearing. Ripped jeans and high tops that could very well be the death of Aphrodite.
James isn't much different. His skin is the same moon white shade of Robyn's His eyes are so dark they look like bottomless pits. His hair though, is ghostly white, bangs coming down over his right eye. Underneath his black leather-zipper-covered jacket he wears a band tee-shirt. In big 'claw mark letters' it reads The Killers. One of James' favorite bands. the tight jacket still shows the six pack underneath. Black leather pants cling to his skinny legs, black hightops on his feet.
Nico is the first to snort, "I always knew Jason's Brother had anger issues, but I didn't expect this."
Robyn smirks, "Probably gets it from his dad."
Soft thunder rumbles in the distance. Robyn rolls her eyes with a chuckle.
Nico tends to be a lot more sociable than Robyn and James, but they are at their best while around each other, as they are the only people who truly understand each other. They let loose around each other, allowing their true selves to come out for play. James can still remember when he was claimed.
Soft spring air swirls through the trees, quiding James to the enemies. His feet are quiet, his mind swirling with thoughts. A new bronze sword in his hands, fingers wrapped around it so tight his knuckles are whiter than his skin. That says a lot. James looks the same, his white long hair and eyes are the same, but he is wearing skinny jeans and a Camp Half-Blood tee-shirt. Buds are just beginning to sprout on trees, flowering beginning to bloom. The air is cool, yet warm. It feels hot compared to James' freezing skin. Dirt is splashed across his face, his hair twisted and ratty. SNAP! James whips around, glaring at the one who dare cross his path.
Jackson.
Percy Jackson. The Percy Jackson challenge him? James is already dead. A small smile plays on the Hero's lips, his sea-green eyes dancing with amusement. The hero of Olympus already knows he can squash James like a bug. But he should know better. James is extremely skilled on picking up weaknesses. From the way their fingers are curled to the way they can block. He has known this for a while now. It is not new to him. Figuring out weaknesses is part of his job. Well- old job, as the most efficient Detective In New York City. He also knows how to take a beating. He can thank his alcoholic of a mother for that. The beer bottles
being smashed into his body leaves scars, on the skin and heart. Jackson Charges, sword in the air.
James' mind flips a switch, turning the action into slow motion.
Jackson is coming in from the right, sword aimed to hit the right side of James' stomach. And just so, James brings up his sword, sparks flying into the air as the two pieces of metal smash together. Percy raises his sword for a second before bringing it down. James ducks, the sword nipping his shoulder. He ignores the pain, watching as Percy tends to only cover the upper half of his body. James brings down his sword, going for the stomach. Percy tries to interfere, but James changes the angle, hitting Jackson in the knee. He stumbles down, scrambling to get back up. His eyes are filled with anger.
Not one demigod, not one demigod for years, has brought him to his knees. Percy's sword slams into James' sword, forcing the unclaimed one to his knees. James' muscles strain against Percy as he presses down harder. James lets out a strangled cry of pain as his arms jolt. The cry awakens something.
The dead.
Every camper has gathered around to witness the Hero against the Newbie.
They also witnessed as a hundred demigod souls rose from the ground, and the sign of Hades -the Helm of darkness- appeared above James' head and a long chain scythe made out of Celestial Bronze at his feet.
James is the newest member of the Hades Cabin.
"Blood Bag?" Robyn asks James, snapping her fingers in front of his face. 'Blood Bag' is what Robyn has called him since the day they met, as he is a 'photocopy of a vampire' in her eyes. "Hunti." James corrects his half-sister, using his real nickname.
"Now what do you want Goth Girl?"
"PUNK! I am punk, not goth. There is a slight difference!" Evie -her real nickname- corrects him, "Now, I shall be heading to bed. I'll see you two tomorrow." Evie says, walking out of the mess hall. Nico scoffs, both of them knowing she is going back to get her bone necklace, a gift from her father on her 13th birthday. Hades took pleasure in sending his children gifts, now that it is allowed. Soon, she'll be roaming the woods till curfew, like she always does.
Just as James stands, ready to get back to the cabin, Andrew bursts into the room, panting,
"There's been a prophecy. Chiron is calling for a meeting at the campfire."
I know this seems short, but I have a 1K (1 Thousand for those who don't know. . . ) goal in each chapter, not counting the authors note. Because I want to do this cause it seems fun for others we will have a QOTD (Question Of The Day). So, first question, What is the name of the game Nico played the first time he was introduced? I swear to the Gods guys, if you look it up, GAH! This is so easy! If your a true fan, you'll know it.C'mon guys, this is an easy point. I think who ever has the most points at the end of the book, gets to choose if there is a sequel or not, and if so, gets to choose what it is about. Is that good? Cause I have no clue what to do for a sequel! Drama, Kids, Marriage? Another Prophecy? Tell me what you think about the QOTD and if you want the end 'prize' to be something different.
Have a Wonderful Weekend My Gamers!
~GoddessOfTheGames
