Time slowed down as I charged toward the now minor god (her right to the Council had been revoked after the Breakup), and her eyes widened at my power. I grinned menacingly and stopped, an inch away from her, and paced around her.

"So, Annabeth... Any last regrets?"

Her eyes, the only things that I allowed her to move, narrowed at me.

"Well, then, stubborn now aren't we?" I said coolly as I drew my sword. Darting back to the point I had started at, I whispered one more thing to her before I left.

"Good luck, Annabeth. You'll need it." A real king is fair to his enemies. Ruthless, but fair... I snapped my fingers, and time sped up again. Even Jupiter hadn't noticed anything about the stop. Annabeth took a deep, shaky breath and charged.

Her dagger, a toothpick compared to Riptide in this state, was thrown across the arena. Bending time again, I caught the small blade, and slowly closed my hand around the weapon.

Creaakkk, The metal groaned as it compaced inward. I molded it into a small ball the size of a marble. It would do with my amount of force... Grinning like a maniac, I flung the tiny metal pebble at her.

I sped up the time that the pebble soared, giving it the force of a supernova. With a near supersonic boom! Annabeth sailed into the wall of the Circus, and smoke filled the air. Worried murmuring was heard from the Accepticus' Praetorian Spectorium as the dust settled. An unconscious Annabeth lay in a large crater my pebble had created, coughing violently. Jupiter seemed impressed. I guess he didn't like Annabeth either. My box and fans (most of the Circus) were cheering like a maniac, and Venus was smiling seductively... Uh oh.

The king of the gods stood, and in a flash of lightning stood at my side. He raised my arm for me (not needed) and declared, "Hail, Augustus Maximus Valentinus!" as he put golden laurels on my head.

An hour later, I stood in the center of attention of a huge afterparty in Sears Tower, which Hermes had hosted. Ah, the fun we'd had in four months just pranking people... I was rewarded with pats on the back, and a large sack of denarii given to me by the bets wagered in my name. I was told ten percent of each bet goes to me if I win, so that must've been a lot of bets on my side. An hour into the party, someone that I had not been expecting to talk to me tapped on my back. In fact, I hadn't seen her for, oh what was it, now? A good two years. It was someone I had loved dearly... and I had thought I lost her forever, too. Someone I'll never stop loving...


Who is this? To find out I NEED WEREWOLVES!

Sorry its kind of short, but I posted like four chapters in two days (including this one) and three of them were over 1000 words.

~pugs