Chapter 1: Thunderbolts (2/4)
"Roosevelt." Someone calling his name, but he was too comfortable to respond. Too sleepy to answer. "Roosevelt!" Hearing someone yelling his name, didn't exactly gave him a urge to wake up.
Unless it's Thalia wanting to shock me again, I don't care. Zach thought in annoyance.
"WAKE UP!" Unfortunately for Zachariah, whoever was yelling his name, decided to lift the side of his bed up in order to make him fall from it. Which it worked, since Zachariah fell hard into floor.
"AAAHHH!" It was Zach's response when he hit the floor covered on his blanket. He quickly stood up and removed the blanket that was covering him. Revealing that he's only wearing white briefs. "What the hell!?" He yelled before looking who did that to him. It turns out that the person who made him fall into the floor, was someone that Zach detested. "Your beautiful face is clear sign that this day is going to nice, Clarisse." He spoke with extremely obvious sarcasm on his voice when he spoke with the intruder, Clarisse La Rue.
"Shut your damn mouth, and prepare yourself." She ordered him. "I want a rematch, now!" She demanded while pointing at him.
Can she just accept defea-... Nah, who am I joking. I love beating her at everything. Zachariah thought humoursly. "I would love to, but Annabeth got my stuff so.."
"Then we do this the classic way." She replied as she cracked her knuckles.
"Fist fight? Alright." Zachariah got into a very goofy Kung Fu stance that he saw on a movie during one of the times that he sneak off. "Wahhh!" He makes a goofy sound.
Suddenly, Clarisse comes at him swinging a right hook, which he evaded by passing in between her legs by sliding on the ground and delivering s drop kick to her back. Which pushed her straight into the wall,and made her collide with it. And they say that Pro Wrestling moves would never work on a real fight. Zachariah thought humoursly, as he adores Pro Wrestling.
Clarisse, after hitting the wall hard. Turns around in pure fury. Zachariah smiles and starts to dance. "Tired already?" He starts to do a robot dance. Which seemed to anger Clarisse even more. She charges at him in rage and starts to swing punches at him. But Zachariah easily evades them all while dancing. After dodging ten punches however, Zachariah jumps and delivers a summersault kick into her jaw. The kick made her fall into the floor completely knockout.
Zachariah's fighting style was just too unpredictable to anyone to be able to fight against him. Zachariah, thirty eight. Clarisse, zero. He set the score on his head.
Clarisse tries to compete against Zachariah in everything. But Zachariah always wins. Which sincerely makes the children of Ares mad at him. They probably gonna try to ambush me later for this.
Zach then looked around and noticed that the Cabin was empty. What time is it? He asked himself as he went to put his clothes on. My watch is on my backpack. He thought in annoyance as he finished getting dressed. He put on his usual vintage blue jeans and gray skateboard shoes, but instead of putting his black and white long sleeve stripe shirt, he put on the orange shirt with the words "Camp Half-Blood" on the front above a picture of a pegasus that was the uniform of the Camp. How I hate this stupid shirt. Zachariah thought in annoyance, there was nothing wrong with the shirt, but he wasn't really a fan of the color.
"Again?" He heard someone speak on the door. Zach turned and saw Luke standing there.
"Sim, essa idiota não consegue aceitar derrota." Zachariah spoke in another language.
"Umm... Zach, I don't speak that language." Luke replied confused.
"Yes, this idiot can't accept defeat." Zachariah repeated what he said in english.
"Give it back,"
Apparently, Zachariah slept in a few minutes more and Luke went to wake him up. He sent Zach to go eat breakfast while he checked on Clarisse.
But the moment he sees Annabeth sitting on the Dining Pavilion. He decides to go demand his backpack back.
"No." She bluntly told him as she drank water from a goblet. "Zach, if I give it back to you, you just going start to plan your next idiotic stunt."
Zach just sighed before sitting next to her. He grabbed a goblet. "Grape juice." After speaking out loud, the cup is filled with juice. Then he grabs a bit of breath, cuts open and puts a bit of cheese on it to make a sandwich.
"Thalia still mad at you." She informed him.
"Thalia is always mad at me," Zach replied as he eats his sandwich. "Maybe if Luke just confessed his feelings to her already, she could start to focus on bossing him around for a change."
"If you'll just stop getting yourself into trouble, she wouldn't have to boss you around." Annabeth stated.
"Oh please, she's been doing that since the day we met." Zach pointed out. "She does it with Luke too, but he doesn't have a problem with doing whatever she wants."
Annabeth stared at him with her gray eyes . "Look, I know Thalia is a little overbearing but she doesn't do it out of malicious intent or anything like that, she just..." She was trying to find the right words.
"I know," Zach spoke as he took a sip of his juice. "At least she didn't fry my eyebrows."
Annabeth chuckled a bit, then she looked around. "Where's Luke?"
"Oh, Clarisse invaded the Cabin and started a fight with me." He finished his sandwich. "I knocked her out and Luke stayed behind to check on her."
Annabeth didn't say anything, as it wasn't the first or last time this happened.
After finishing with his breakfast, it was time for practice. Zachariah made his way to the Sword Fighting Arena for some training. Unfortunately, he ended up getting stuck with the last person that he wanted to practice with.
"Keep you damn shield up!" Thalia yelled at him.
Zachariah and Thalia were currently training together. Not by Zachariah's choice. He had a sword and shield in hand, while Thalia had a shield and a spear.
I hate shields, they just get on the way of the attack. He thought in a bit of annoyance.
Thalia was being relentless in against him. Zachariah was simply dodging her attacks, not even bothering to use the shield.
"Why are you practicing with me today?" Zachariah asked in a bit of confusion.
Thalia didn't answer, she just delivered a very powerful thrust, which Zachariah dodge.
"What? Am I getting the silent treatment now, that's not really your style." Zachariah spoke in a somewhat mocking tone that pissed Thalia.
"Shut up and fight, you imbecile." Thalia told him with a lot of animosity.
"Not until you stop being mad at me." Zach replied with sad puppy eyes while leaving his guard completely open.
Thalia closed her eyes in frustration. "Look, I'm sorry for shocking you but I'm really tired of constantly have to sit around and wait in worry, every single damn time you sneak out."
Is she apologizing for shocking me yesterday or the other hundred times? Zachariah sincerely wondered. "Listen, I'm very thankful for your worry but I-" He tried to speak before getting interrupted.
"But you really need to stop picking fights with monsters to get acknowledge!" Thalia finished for him, saying the complete opposite of what he was going to say.
Zachariah for some reason got annoyed at that. "Oh, it's so easy for the daughter of Zeus to give out orders, isn't it." He spoke sarcastically.
"Zach, how many times it has been? Ten, fifteen, twenty?" She asked calmly, which surprised Zachariah. Since Thalia would usually get hostile due to his sarcasm. "If whoever is your Olympian parent planned to acknowledge you, he or she would have done it already." She told him calmly.
"Will you get to the point!" Zachariah lost his patience.
"My point is, you're wasting your time in trying to be acknowledged." Thalia clarified. "Seriously, how many times will you keep finding monsters to fight in an attempt to call the attention of a god?"
"How many times it takes." Zachariah tossed both the shield and the sword on the ground and stormed off.
"Zach." Thalia called his as he walks away from her.
Zachariah didn't really care anymore, he decided to grab his backpack back from Annabeth. He sneaked inside and grabbed it from under her bed.
He then made his way to out outside of the camp to shoot some makeshift targets with his revolver.
Hah! Bullseye. He thought proudly as he shoots the target perfectly. Zachariah's revolver was a Smith Wesson Model 29, that had his initials engraved on the grip. If you're only had infinity ammo, I could have already destroyed nearly every single monster in the world. Zach was of course exaggerating.
He shots at the targets a few more times. The targets are mostly junk that he collect to use as targets. The revolver was loaded with regular bullets, that he stole from a gunshop.
"Frustrated?" Suddenly, Zach heard someone speaking from behind him. It was Grover.
"Yes," He replied. "Did Thalia send you?"
"No, but she did said that she was worried about you." Grover told him.
Zach just kept on shooting the targets. "I don't need her worrying about me, but telling her that, would be the same as telling Annabeth to not be judgmental about something." He then stopped shooting because he remembered something. "Oh, right, I forgot" He spoke out loud before walking to grab his back pack that was besides a tree. Inside of it, there was a bag of tin cans. "Here, I got it for you."
"Hey, thanks." Grover thanked Zachariah before eating one of the Tin Cans as a snack.
"No problem." Zach replied as he twirls the revolver.
"ROOSEVELT!" Both friendly heard someone yelled Zach's last name. As they turned around, to see who did, they see a small group of six, coming at their direction.
"Children of Ares." Grover announced.
"I think Clarisse still mad about our little confrontation this morning." Zach commented.
"I don't see her with them." Grover pointed out.
Suddenly, the group got close enough. "You think you can beat one of us and get away with it." One of them spoke out loud. They were all carrying weapons, which made Zachariah wonder if they got from the armory or from somewhere else.
Zachariah just stood there with a lazy expression before putting his revolver on the holster on his belt. I been doing that since I first came to the camp. But whatever. Zachariah simply reach for his back and pulled out the orb. Which was basically s snow globe that Zachariah painted to look like an orb that he saw on a comic book. He squeezed to make his Scythe appear. "Wanna try your luck, bring it on."
Grover took several steps back as he realized what was about to go down.
Zach then prepared himself, he lift his Scythe towards the sky. And strangely enough, the blade changed position. Making the scythe turn into a spear. Then he made a bunch of fancy manoeuvres like spinning and twirling the spear around. Before finally getting into a fighting stance.
The Children of Ares also followed his example and all if them got into a fighting stance.
"Bring it on, suckers!" Zachariah yelled out.
With that, the children of Ares charged at Zachariah. Who in response, tossed his spear horizontally at them. Which they all grabbed at the same time. It turned out to be a mistake as Zachariah delivered a drop kick right in the middle of the spear, which sent all six stumbling back. Zach fell into the ground afterwords but quickly stood up performing a Starfish Kip Up. Hah! Classic.
He then approach the spear and lifted using the tip of his foot. Then he performed a few more twirls with it. Before holding the spear upside down. "Is that all you guys got? What would Papa Ares say?" Zach mocked them.
The mockery seems to have worked, as the six children of Ares, that Zachariah sincerely forgot the names, stood up in fury. They charged at Zach at the same time.
Zachariah's hit the first one that got close with the botton of his spear right in the nose. Before swinging at the second one and smashing on his left cheek. The third one tried to slash Zachariah with a sword, but he easily deflected the attack with the staff part of the spear. The fourth one tried to take advantage of the situation by attacking Zach, but he was quicker and grabbed the third one by the shirt and pushed him at the fourth one making the two collide at one another. But Zach didn't leave any time for the two to recover, as he dropped his spear and approached them quickly, where he wrapped his arms around their hips from the side and lift the two off the floor and performed a double suplex on them, smashing both into the ground.
Unfortunately, that turned out to be a mistake. Since doing that, left him exposed to the two that were left. The fifth one, delivered a front kick into Zach's face as he was standing up, which Zach quickly rolled back in response. But then he got hit by the sixth, who ran him over with a shield, making him fall into the ground.
"You're good Roosevelt, but not that good." The one with the shield told him.
"Bang." Zach spoke as he was on the ground.
"What?" The one with the shield ask.
Zachariah then pull out his revolver. "It's the sound that it does." He then unloads the revolver by shooting all the bullets, not at his opponent, of course. He shot at the tree that was besides him, at one of the branches to be more precise. Which made it fall, right on top of his opponent, knocking him out cold.
Zachariah then stood up and put his revolver back on the holster. Then he turned to last child of Ares standing. Zach then made a goofy kung fu pose, and signaled him to come at him.
His last opponent was carrying a sword. He made an angry face before charging at Zach. Who in response, kicked him on his crotch.
"Ohhhh!" That was the sound that he made when Zach's kick connected.
Everyone underestimate the kick in the crotch. Zachariah thought humorously. Before grabbing the sword that his opponent was carrying it, that he dropped after falling on his knees after the kick. Zach then flipped the sword upside down and, like a baseball bat, swinged at his opponent's face at full force.
"I think you I saw one of the teeths of the last one fly out of his mouth." Grover commented as the two walked besides each other around the Camp.
"Well, that's what he gets from picking up a fight with me." Zachariah replied.
"Still, I sincerely don't understand how can you do that." Grover pointed out. "You're strength,speed and endurance is superior to everyone on the camp, but you don't have any other ability besides that."
"Annabeth wondered that as well." Zach mentioned. "She first suspected that I was the son of a minor god, but Luke said that it's probably not the case because my physical abilities are superior to everyone here."
"Not to mention, that you should posses at least a minor ability from whoever god is your father or mother, but you can't really do anything." Grover added.
"That's what annoys me, why the hell am I stronger than most demi-gods but I don't have any special powers." Zach complained. "But, honestly, I just wish I knew anything about my parents."
"Ummm... Do you have any clue about who your mortal parent might have been?" Grover asked in curiosity.
"Only a damn book that I found on my backpack that had the initials, VR on it." Zachariah explained. Apparently, his backpack used to belong to whoever was his mortal parent. "The book was in a different language as well, so it made it even more difficult."
"What language?" Grover asked.
"Brazilian Portuguese, it could mean that I'm part Brazilian." Zachariah answered him. "Let's change the subject, I'm not really in the mood to talk about that."
"Okay," Grover replied. "Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise."