Chapter 2: Capture the Flag
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Groaning, Percy got up off of the Big House's attic. It appeared to be only a couple seconds since he passed out. Looking at the ground, Percy shuddered. He missed his own pool of vomit by mere inches.
Staggering out of the attic, Chiron looked at him with worry. "Percy? Are you feeling alright?"
"No, I feel like piss. Here's what the Oracle lady said." Percy said, and began repeating her words. Percy noticed Chiron's face turn from worry to terror. "Let me guess. I'm going to die in 50 hours." Percy said, his sarcastic remark doing little to help Chiron.
"No… That's not it. Excuse me. I need to talk to someone." Chiron said, before walking out of the room. He paused in the doorway. "Oh, and Percy… There's a Capture the Flag game tomorrow. Make sure you get a good sleep." And with that, he left.
"Get a good night's sleep… yeah fucking right. That'll cure my headache and symptoms." Percy muttered under his breath. When would the conversion end? It had been at least around a week.
Stumbling into his cabin, he went into the washroom and hastily brushed his teeth. Just as he was done rinsing his mouth out, he suddenly got a sharp pain in his gut. Groaning, Percy hunched over. The pain was acute, and it wasn't stopping. Percy rested one arm on the countertop. This was not good. Not good at all.
Percy's breathing grew erratic as the pain got worse. He could barely stand up now or breath, each breath causing his whole body to rack with pain. On instinct, he stumbled his way to the toilet, groping around for the lid.
He managed to flip it open just as he felt something rising in his throat. He didn't hesitate to chuck it all up. To his surprise, a vast torrent of blood came out. For 2 long minutes he hurled up blood. It coated all of the toilet seat and some got on the floor. The blood congealed into thick masses on the ground. Percy was glad his bathroom didn't have a carpeted floor.
Surprisingly, Percy felt much better after that. It appeared all his symptoms went away, and he felt stronger and better than ever. Looking down at his veins, he noticed the red and green were almost at a 50/50 split. That probably explained the scene that just happened. He sat down on his bed for a couple minutes, to calm himself. Then he began to clean the washroom.
At least he was a child of Poseidon. He shuddered to think of cleaning this massive mess manually. Focusing, he drew tendrils of water from the sink and used them like vacuum cleaners, the water drawing the blood up into them and into the sink.
As he made his way to the bed, he bumped into a box of old magazines. The box overturned and a couple spilt on the floor. However, only one caught his eye. A really old Playboy magazine.
Well, Percy had not relieved himself the past week, probably because he had been busy dealing with his conversion. Fapping while in constant pain and with barely functioning muscles did not seem fun.
Flipping through the magazine, Percy was astonished at the types of hairstyles women wore and the things that passed for sexy. Then again, the last time a demigod of Poseidon was in this room was at least 70 years ago. At least there were some good models in the magazine.
Percy whipped out his 6 inch cock and began to stroke. It was average size, though Percy was slightly miffed because, who doesn't want a bigger dick? Also, he was a child of Poseidon, so he expected to carry on some of the *ahem* horses like aspects of Poseidon. Too bad puberty was over for him so there was no more hope left for him. Oh well.
Percy came quickly, shooting his large wad into a tissue. Wadding the tissue up, he threw it in the mini garbage can beside his bed before flicking the lights off and going to sleep.
For the first time since his arrival at the camp, he slept peacefully.
Waking up, Percy noticed something. It was a really weird feeling, since he went from feeling like a shitstain the day before to top of the world now. Percy felt really refreshed and stronger, almost like today was a peak. Looking into the mirror, he was surprised. There were some muscles on him that he'd never seen before. He noticed the beginnings of a six pack forming. His face seemingly became more handsome over the night, his jawline more noticeable and some fat trimmed from his cheeks. Looking down at his morning wood, he couldn't help but think…
Pulling off his underwear, he was astonished to notice that his dick too was longer, to around 7 inches. It was also slightly girthier as well. It wasn't that dramatic of an increase but damn, Percy would take whatever he could.
Humming, Percy got dressed and grabbed Riptide. He quickly scarfed down breakfast at the dining area before jogging down to the forest. Percy noticed a large group amassed in front of a large stone. On top were Clarisse and Annabeth, each holding their respective flag. It appeared that they were selecting teams.
"Apollo Cabin! Get your ass over here!" Clarisse yelled, and a group of campers broke from the larger group and stood on the left of the rock. "Hermes Cabin! I want you!" Annabeth said, and then Clarisse shouted her next pick. Percy zoned out until he heard his cabin being called. "Poseidon Cabin! Over here!" Annabeth called, and Percy trudged over to the right of the rock by himself. He noticed he was the last one picked. "LOL! You got Percy!" Clarisse jeered. "What a loser!"
"Fuck off." Annabeth said curtly, before motioning her cabins over.
"Alright everyone, initiate plan OWL. Luke, I want you and your team to lead the raiding team. Drew, I want you to guard our flag. Katie, I want you to guard our key strategic points, except the stream. Pick who you want and go. Percy, come over here." Annabeth said. She pointed at a map. "We get this half of the forest. Our key strategic locations are this mini mountain, this large clearing here, and the crossing on this big stream. I want you to guard that with your life."
"We're not actually killing each other, right? Just to make it clear." Percy asked.
"Of course not, idiot. But I'm guessing Clarisse will try."
"Great, that makes me feel so much more confident." Percy said, causing Annabeth to roll her eyes.
"Whatever. It's an important chokepoint, because that 'big stream' is more of a river than stream. And the river naiads have agreed to make it harder to cross by turning it into a churning, raging one. So there's no way Clarisse and her team can cross any other way, especially bogged down in their gear. It's also one of the main three paths to our flag."
"Game starts in 10 minutes everyone!" Chiron said, and everyone broke off and began to get on their gear.
"One last thing." Percy said, as he was getting on his gear. "Just to make it clear. I'm not guarding the stream by myself, right?"
"You're a child of Poseidon. Of course you can guard a body of water by yourself." Annabeth said. And with that, she left.
Percy nervously fidgeted with his armor plate strap. A bit of leather had come off on the front and it provided a welcome distraction to his growing fear. The forest was quiet. Too quiet. The only thing he heard was the rushing of the 'stream' and he knew for certain that if this place was as key as Annabeth had said, then Clarisse would have attacked it already. He had already heard the calls of battle from the other points, and from the sounds of it they had successfully fended them off. No doubt Clarisse was going to test this point as well.
Well, Percy wasn't going to sit on his ass waiting for her to come. He was going to set a trap, and with his new strength he was going to make a big one. Drawing water from the stream, he began to form a massive ball of water underneath the bridge. Water bending was always hard on him. He could generally only manage controlling a medium amount of water for a minute or two. For some reason however, it was a lot easier now. He put a lot less effort in holding and controlling the water now.
Must've been the green blood synergizing with mine. Percy thought. Well, it was good to know that Gaia's promise was actually providing something already and that he hadn't suffered the shittiest week of his line for nothing.
There was a lot of water underneath the bridge now. He had been building it up over a solid 5 minutes now. Where the hell was Clarisse?
By now he had drawn so much water the river almost stopped churning, returning to a more calming state. Even with his enhanced power, he could feel a bit of sweat coming down his forehead. Luckily, Clarisse soon came.
"Hah! It's the Poseidon spawn!" Clarisse yelled. She was clad in some of the finest armor Percy had ever seen (though it was ruined by the red spray paint and symbols haphazardly slapped on), and of course had her trusty electric spear by her side. She was also flanked by her entire cabin.
"Well, at least I'm glad you think you're so shitty that you need your entire cabin to beat me." Percy smirked, though his face was pale.
"That's not the reason, retard!" Clarisse growled, clearly angry already.
Annabeth isn't as smart as she seems. Blah blah blah plans blah blah." She mocked, miming with her hands. Her cabinmates sniggered.
"I'm the child of the god of war, not her. My intuition is far better than whatever her nerdy brain can come up with. You see, I threw my cannon fodder at her. She thinks she's so smart, and that she's won already with my two 'failed' offensives. Well, it was all a distraction, so now I can mop the floor with you and pummel my way to my flag!"
Shit. Even though Percy only knew Annabeth for a couple days, he already knew she had a superiority complex. If she believed her plan worked, there was no convincing her otherwise. He had to stop Clarisse before she could plow straight to his flag with her well trained and equipped cabin members.
"Enough chit chat. Time to be destroyed, loser!" Clarisse shouted, aiming her spear at him. It crackled with bright red electricity and would've struck fear in Percy if she was not about to walk into his trap.
"Charge!" Clarisse yelled, and the rest of her cabin gave war cries as they charged across the bridge. The bridge was barely able to support 3 people side by side, but they charged in a well organized and deadly formation.
Percy had been sitting on his giant bubble of water for around 8 minutes now, and the pressure he had built up was astounding. Just as the majority of the cabin was almost over, he let go of the water.
To say it worked was an understatement. The huge bubble of water burst out through the bridge in a huge fountain, carrying Clarisse and Co. sky high. The huge torrent of water reached up over the treetops before falling back down, showering the nearby area with water and people. Many of them ended in the trees, thoroughly incapacitated. To Percy's dismay, Clarisse landed into the river.
"You FAGGOT! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Clarisse screamed, fumbling around for her spear. She stumbled out of the water, spear in one hand and shield in the other. Now, Clarisse had the advantage.
"HAH! You think you can best me in 1 on 1 combat?" Clarisse sneered, and she began to circle him.
"No, I doubt it. But I already ruined your 'master plan' so I don't think it'll matter." Percy said.
This just served to make Clarisse more angry. Growling, she stepped and jabbed at him. Percy took a step back, dodging the jab.
Clarisse kept jabbing, forcing Percy on the retreat. He kept trying to flank her but she was too quick. Her spear outreached Riptide, and he didn't want to risk being hit. Any swipe he took at her was easily countered by her shield. This cycle went on, Percy slowly being pushed back.
With horror, Percy realised what she was trying to do. One more step back and he would be trapped against a tree. Clarisse grinned, an ugly one that showed her crooked teeth.
"Prepare to die!" She shouted, lunging with her spear. Percy narrowly blocked it, the spearhead bouncing off his sword. Clarisse stumbled back but quickly got back on her feet. Even though he managed to block the spear, his arm still buzzed violently from the electricity. Clarisse was relentless, stabbing everywhere with Percy barely able to counter. He wouldn't be able to keep this up for long. Everytime he blocked he got electrocuted, and he was starting to feel the effects.
Clarisse, on the other hand, was getting more and more angry with every stab that failed to land. Her spear reacted with her anger, growing more unstable and powerful with every blocked attack.
Percy blocked another attack and swiped at her arm, drawing a long cut on it. It was quite shallow and barely spilt any blood. Clarisse's anger surged, and she lunged at Percy again.
Percy blocked it, but this time he was not prepared for the massive surge of electricity. He grunted and dropped his sword, his arm refusing to move. Clarisse smiled evilly, knowing that she had won. Percy was helpless, and as he looked into her eyes, he noticed that she wasn't planning to incapacitate him. She was looking to kill.
She walked over slowly before raising her spear up high, and then she brought it down.
Annabeth's scream was loud and clear, shocking both of them. Her invisibility cap fell off, revealing her crouching over Percy with her shield. Clarisse's spear was stuck firmly inside, the electricity still crackling. Clarisse stood there, paralysed.
Seizing the moment, Percy got up and whacked Clarisse with the palm of his sword, knocking her out.
Annabeth gasped and managed to let go of the shield, but her body was badly burned. Her hands were affected the most but her entire body also was electrocuted badly. Picking her up, Percy gave her the medical aid he knew best.
Percy slowly walked in the river, holding Annabeth in her arms. He submerged her in the water, and using his power began to slowly heal her. Her arms slowly returned to normal, but her clothes were interfering with the healing. He stripped her shirt and pants off, revealing her body. Annabeth was barely conscious at the moment, so Percy decided to take off her bra and panties as well.
Annabeth had nice perky C-cup boobs, with little pink nipples that were firmly erect. Her skin was smooth and white, though there was an somewhat obvious tan line. Her ass was a nice and large bubble butt, clearly one of her best features. Honestly, she looked like her mother except Athena had greater proportions. Annabeth's pussy was also shaved, except for a small triangle of hair above the middle of her pussy.
With her clothes gone, the healing was a lot more effective and soon her body healed fully. However, Percy couldn't help but touch around a bit. He rested her on his knee, the water supporting the rest of her. He groped one of her breasts, his other hand playing with her nipple.
"P-Percy… what are you doing?" She moaned, but she sounded farway, clearly still very drowsy. Percy switched one of his hands to her pussy, gently massaging it. She moaned again, but did nothing to stop it.
"Shhh… just relax and enjoy it." Percy said. He began to rub her pussy faster and his other hand cupped her breast, fingers playing with her nipple. He was rock hard at the moment but decided to be a pleaser.
Annabeth began to moan louder, and Percy leaned down to kiss her. Tasting her lips and the inside of her mouth felt good to Percy.
Percy slipped a finger inside Annabeth. She was tight around his finger and extremely wet (though Percy knew this wasn't from the water). He began to slide his finger back and forth, though he didn't do it too much before Annabeth convulsed. She squirted fluid all over his finger and cried out in his mouth.
He took out his finger and placed it inside Annabeth's mouth. She seemed to enjoy the taste and sucked his finger greedily.
Percy was about to make his move when suddenly the horn blew. Athena had won, and in the distance he could see Luke parading down with the flag of Ares.
"Sorry to cut it short." He whispered, before giving her a parting kiss. Annabeth kind of acknowledged him with a random sound before getting up and falling on the ground.
"Leave me, I'll be fine." Annabeth murmured. Percy, taking her word left for the dining hall.