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OMAKE
Arcane Alternative
For centuries the demigod haven known as Camp Jupiter has stood untouched by outside invading forces. Even during the years of the American Civil War, unbeknownst to its current denizens as the last great conflict between themselves and the Greeks, it never suffered a single fault in its defenses. Monsters are driven away with righteous fervor, met with an unyielding wall of enchanted gold and wills of steel.
The roman empire can not be toppled.
It cannot be broken.
It runs on strict order and militaristic dedication to the empire and its Gods!
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Sounds boring right?
X
Within the walls of Camp Jupiter, inside the House of the Senate, a matter of great importance was taking place. Anyone of a position of power within New Rome was in attendance, from the leaders of each cohort to the dozens of senators, all filled the seats of the room to max capacity. The two praetors, the military leaders of Camp Jupiter, sat in two gilded seats at the front of all those present with two hounds made of silver and gold laying by their sides.
Roman soldiers lined the walls of the room and each available entrance. Each soldier carried a single short sword, a rare exception for the guards allowed by Terminus, god of boundaries, hand picked to act in defense of all those present or in this case, to prevent anyone from interfering.
The entire room was stewing in anger and disdain with only the praetors themselves maintaining a stony face of indifference, only allowing the anger to reach their eyes.
The cause of such animosity?
She sat at a lone table in the middle of the room, mindlessly humming a tune that none of them knew. She was a rather small thing, a couple inches over five feet and while she was clearly feminine, she had very few curves and instead supported a rather skinny if fit figure. Her excessively long black hair, dyed with a bright eye catching blue, was styled into two long braids bound in golden rings at the end swayed back and forth against the marble floor as she bobbed her head to the song only she heard.
Unlike the armors and togas that those around her sported with an almost excessive dedication, she wore a rather dark crop top that showcased her flat midriff and a pair of jean short shorts over a pair of purplish, pink leggings. The dark leather boots with pink laces she wore rested on the top of the table as she leaned back dangerously in the wooden chair.
"But Alejandro~!" The girl spoke with a heavily enunciated Spanish accent as she mimed her hands, which were handcuffed together, like sock puppets. "I luvs yous. Is your luchador career so much muy importante?~" Her left hand practically begs.
"…Si.~" The right hand turns away with a dramatic flourish.
"Oh Alejandro! ~" Leftie laments dramatically. "What must I do to show my love!~"
"Nothing mi amor.~" Righty turns around to face Leftie. "For I do not luvs you mi amor!~"
"Que hora es!~" Leftie practically faints! The girl can only gasp as such tender love falls apart before her! They had shared their lives with each other for years! "If that is how you feel mi amor! Than I feel you must know that I… am your clones twin sister!~"
Such a sudden twist so unexpected the girl can't believe her eyes as Righty gasps at Lefty's reveal. "Then I cannot allow you too live! Dr. Pigglen's work must be destroyed!~" Righty and Lefty come together with reckless abandon, clashing together trying to kill the other. Guns and bombs go off wildly in their dance of death. Neither relents but neither truly want to kill the other! Their love is too strong and as they get closer, they can look into each other's fingernails. So much love, so much emotion they can finally see—!"
"Ahem."
The girl blinks as some super rude nobody interrupts the important story of love and betrayal in front of her. She innocently looks around at all the obvious college frat dropouts that sit in the seats around her, glaring at her like she killed their school mascot or something. "What?"
The blonde leader cleared his throat as he began to speak, while the Latina girl leader, which the girl on trial thought was super progressive, just sat there and glared at the girl in cuffs. The girl in chains thought the Latina looked kinda familiar.
"The Centurions of Camp Jupiter and the Senators of New Rome have gathered here today to stand as jury for the trail of the Graecus invader. I am Praetor Jason Grace and this is my co-praetor Reyna Ramirez-Arellano." His voice was deep and very masculine for a teen but still held the heightened tones of someone not done with puberty. "The defendant will state their name for the records."
"Of course, Sir Boy Scout." The girl gave a bright grin as she took her feet off the desk and sat straighter. She ignored the agitated twitch of Blondie's mouth as she got his honorific purposefully wrong. "Name's Jinx! Stands for Jinx. I'm an Aquarius. I like engineering, weaponry, candy, and trashy television. What about you handsome?"
Jason ignored most of the spiel to look at the silver dog at his side, an automaton used as a lie detector during meetings as well as a bodyguard, which was currently unmoving, meaning that everything said was the truth. "Is there…any other name that you go by?" He asked, not believing that she was actually named Jinx. It was rather rude of him to question a girls name like that.
"Hmm." Jinx tapped her chin with a finger, each of her nails painted a different vibrant color. "Nope!"
"Alright then, Jinx, in your own words you have professed to sneaking within the walls of the camp and have been caught vandalizing buildings owned by the public and the republic of New Rome. Your sentenced may be lightened should you be willing to explain as to how you entered." Blonde explained. Probably trying to sound smooth and accommodating or something. Probably saw it on NCIS or some other cop show, which is a pretty good idea since Jinx herself got plenty of ideas from TV.
"Sure, thing Jimmy." Jinx practically giggled as the blonde's eye twitched. It was always fun making fun of those guys with sticks up their asses and this entire place was filled to the brim with them. "Ok it all started when I woke up one morning in an alley way, I mean it's not the first time, but I don't usually have a map tied to me. Anyways I was like super hungry so I went to a Denny's first for some pancakes because they are amazing but I didn't have any money. Normally I would just pickpocket someone or hold the place up but luckily there were a few truckers who thought I had a nice ass and legs. It wasn't hard to get them to meet me in the bathroom. Things happen and then I'm walking out of there $400 richer while those three were hogtied with their belts and circle jerking each other." Jinx laughs as she makes very inappropriate hand gestures. Many of the senators were practically gawking or scowling in distaste at the twin tailed girl as she described the events.
"So, as I was eating my pancakes, because I now had the money, two police officers show up and their all like 'Get on the ground!'," Jinx mocks with a finger gun and a deep voice. "and I was all like, 'I'm not your mother last night!' and the guy took exception to that. His partner was talking into his radio or something. The first guy, he tried to get all handsy with me while his partner watched and while I don't kink shame, I wasn't really consenting so I stabbed him in the cheek with a fork and took his gun." Jinx's smile grew to be a few teeth more than everyone was comfortable with, not that she noticed nor cared. "His partner tried to shoot me with his gun but I stopped that real quick when I used the first guy as a meat shield and put a bullet through his leg. After that I stole some guy's car and drove off. Still don't know how they found me." The girl shrugs.
"I-I believe I have the reason why right here in my hands." Some old guy stood up with a piece of paper in his hands. He had a big ol' beard that Jinx thought would look funny braided. "Just last week the United Nations has officially classified you as an international terrorist and threat with an extensive list of crimes."
"Oh?!" Jinx leaned forward with interest. "What's it say?"
The senator looked incredibly uncomfortable as Jinx looked at him but she really wanted to know what kind of list she was on. Important people were on all kinds of lists so now that she was on one, she must be super important because not just one, but a bunch of governments said so!
The senator looked back to the Praetors who after a brief moment of communication gave him the go ahead to read. Sir Beardo, as Jinx dubbed him in her mind, cleared his throat and began to read. "Based on our connections in the government, the international criminal and terrorist 'Jinx'; real name unknown, is wanted on multiple accounts of trespassing, assault and battery, larceny, arson, destruction of public property, defamation of public property, defamation of military property, theft of military property, grand theft, grand theft auto, domestic terrorism, international terrorism, smuggling of exotic items and animals, carrying an unregistered weapon in public, use of an unregistered weapon in public, the robbing of seventeen banks internationally, destruction of seven national and historic monuments along with multiple accounts of vandalism. You also have a fifty-million-dollar bounty on your head in Mexico and South America, a joint effort from multiple drug cartels."
Jinx's eyes widened as she listened as Beardo listed of the number of crimes committed. Every word, every accusation filled her with disbelief! It was all lies! Slander! Defamation of her character! These accusations couldn't stand! Not for even a moment longer. With the fires of indignation burning within her soul she slammed her hands on the wooden table as she stood up to correct this obvious error.
"OBJECTION!"
Jinx's hands slam onto her table with one finger pointing at the reader, making all everyone jump at the sudden loud sound. Her green/pink eyes narrowed in offence! "The powers that be known as Bureaucracy have once again failed the people! The incompetence of the government has gone too far!"
"Excuse me?" Beardo asked, not expecting Jinx's sudden burst of emotion and somehow not grasping the seriousness of these claims. The blue haired girl was beginning to think that he was starting to go senile. He did look old, like ancient kind of old. He should probably be put into a home.
"That list is far too short!" Jinx shouted indignantly. "Who was it!? Who thinks they can steal credit for my work!? Bin Laden? Escobar? I swear if it was Gary Busey—!"
"Jinx," Jason's voice came out neutral. "This is a trial of the people of New Rome against you. Admitting to cri—"
"NO! This is a matter of pride. So many have gone unaccredited! What of the zoo's I've liberated? The Best Buy's I've held hostage. Did they even count all of my death threats to the Pope!?" Jinx rants with passion. Such things took large amounts of time (on the spot) planning. Training those pigeons to fly right into the Vatican was, while worth it, took forever to do. "Do any of you even know of what I did to your camp?"
"What could you have possibly done in the two days you have been here?" One of those ghost people asked. It was weird seeing ghosts walking around that didn't want to collect your soul but Jinx waved it off. She had bombs specially made to deal with ghosts. Ghost bombs! "Other than the vandalism you were incarcerated for half that time."
"Oh, what didn't I do Chucky?" Jinx plopped back into her chair and began reminiscing, one hand on her chin while the other traced the table. "I gave that coliseum a makeover, but you already knew that, I made some changes to the chariots, kicked that old lady that asked me to carry her into the river, I painted your elephant—"
"What did you do to Hannibal!" One of the Centurions shouted in worry. The room descended into chaos as the senators all began to throw insults at the blue haired girl while the centurions just sneered at her.
"Oh, nothing he's just sitting pretty in pink." Jinx laughs at her own joke. It wasn't her best work but they would all see just how amazing Mr. Elephant looks with his new paint job. "Get it? Because I gave him a makeover."
"Guard." Rayna snaps to one of the guards along the wall. The closest snaps too attention in a way that makes Jinx that another stick was stabbed up his butt. "Send someone to check on Hannibal and assign groups to be on the lookout for anything else she has done." The soldier snaps to attention before running out of the room as Rayna turns to her fellow Praetor. "I told you keeping her within the city will only cause trouble."
"She is just one girl." Jason defended. "Do you actually think she could cause enough damage before the cohorts catch her?"
"She just admitted to numerous crimes and tampering with our equipment!" Latina hissed to Blondie. "I know what sh—"
Jinx tuned them out as the two of them descended into a quiet argument because it was super boring. All around her the toga people were throwing insults and jeers that kinda made them look like they were trying forcefully crap themselves. Rather than pay them any intentions Jinx began to think of the real reason she came to New Rome. Her bestest of friends, Eris, told her that these guys kept weapons and treasures in some kinda secret chamber, and she really wanted to find it.
"Enough!" A shrill, nasally voice rose over the mass of others as a short and scrawny boy vacated his seat amongst the senators and descended into the center of the room. He was short, just below Jinx in height and definitely less in weight. Compared to the loose cannon he was more skin and bones kind of skinny rather than the agile and fit kind.
Jinx nearly gasped as she saw all the adorable stuffed animals on his belt, practically begging her to bring them to safety. Their little voices telling her of what the skinny boy does to their kind.
Jinx makes it a point to definitely stab the skinny kid on her way out.
"This Graecus," Jinx can practically fell the KKK levels of hate used in that one word. "has arrived at a time when monsters have grown bolder! When our enemies batter against our walls and my own divination's have heralded great conflict!" His words reach to the ears of each senator and Jinx could practically watch the gears turn in their heads before their coco clock brains begin to synchronize. "The Graecus has admitted to her own barbaric crimes against the civilized masses! Is this not a clear sign that they need to be put down? A sacrifice to the gods themselves to prove Rome's superiority and dedication?!"
Jinx had to admit the boy had charisma in a pathetic and slimy kind of way. One by one she could see the faces of each person shift and nod. A gathering slowly forming before the idea begins to spread like wild fire.
"Octavian." Reyna snaps. "This is a trial in a court of law. I shall not have you descend this court to the ways of barbarism."
"My dear praetor can you not see!" Octavian continued his grandstanding as he swept his thin arms around the room. "This trial was a waste of time. The gods have sent us a barbarian to punish! A criminal that threatens not just us but the mortals outside our walls!"
"He is right!"
"Punish the Graecus!"
"Lock her up!"
"Kill her!"
"Sacrifice her!"
"Sacrifice her to the gods!"
The room descended once more into chaos as those present began to chant for the death of the Greek Demigoddess. Reyna and Jason tried to call order in the Senate but it was far to late. The fire had been lit under them and the entire senate was of one mind.
Sacrifice!
Sacrifice!
Sacrifice!
Even Jinx was chanting the word along with the Romans as she one arm hugged Octavian!
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"The prisoner is free!"
Jinx wasn't sure who shouted it but all the energy in the room practically died right there. She was the only one left chanting before coming to a stop when she realized everyone was looking at her.
"What?"
"Guards! GUARDS!" Octavian practically shrieked as he tried to escape from Jinx's grasp only to be pulled back by a grip that was stronger than his own. The guards drew their swords and surrounded the blue haired girl who was still smiling. How could she not! The trial was fun at first but it was really starting to get boring.
She had already escaped her cuffs the moment she sat at the table amongst other things she had been doing this entire time.
"Release the Augur! Now!" One of the guards, the one with a mohawk that made Jinx think of a rooster, demanded. Just behind them the two praetors had drawn their own weapons and stood at the ready.
Jinx looked at the trembling boy before her and then the guard.
The boy.
The guard.
Boy
Guard.
Boy.
Guard.
Boy.
"Don't you worry tiny frightened child." Jinx's smile widened, showing far too many teeth to ever be considered comforting. "I have the best intentions."
Octavian didn't even get a chance to protest as the skinny girl picked him up by his toga and began to actively use his as an offensive meat shield. She swung him around like a large sack at any Roman guards that tried to approach her. One guard had his helmet knocked off as Jinx swung Octavian at him, hitting him in the face with the boy's head.
"Stop screaming! You're helping nothing!"
The stick thin boy didn't listen to a word she said as he continued to wail like a baby every time he hit something. At this point Jinx was really regretting taking him as a hostage. He had to be the most whiny hostage ever! Of all time!
Out of the corner of her eye Jinx saw one of the guards trying to come up behind her to stab her in the back. His sword was especially shiny compared to the others and it gave the demigoddess an amazing idea.
"Trade with me!" Jinx ordered as she spun around. The guard tried to thrust at her but with a show of amazing reflexes she caught the attacker's wrist and dragged him forward and off balance, while at the same time she spun skinny boy like a dancer and into the stumbling guard.
The two of them rammed into each other hard, especially the skinny blonde one. Jinx was pretty sure she saw him lose a tooth.
"Thanks for the sword." Jinx cheerfully thanked before leaning just a bit back, avoiding the sword that just tried to impale her in the side. It didn't do her attacker any good as she rammed the pommel of her newly acquired sword into his face and probably breaking his nose. A lot of blood was falling through his fingers and onto the floor so she must have broken something.
Jinx felt an itch in the back of her skull and immediately twisted her body, narrowly avoiding a large blast of wind that would have most definitely hurt.
Two Romans came from opposite ends trying to corner her but if they thought they could trap her they had another thing coming. Jinx blitzed the one on her right swinging the sword in her hand in a wide and obvious slash. It was completely amateur in her attempt and was easily blocked by the roman, but the fist that was driven into his face wasn't.
Grabbing the top of his helmet she tore it off and bashed him in the face again before turning and using it as a projectile against the guy trying to come up on her rear.
The other guards most have gotten tired of waiting around because a large group of them all tried to swarm Jinx, surrounding her all at once. Even Blonde and the Latina leader were getting in on the fun!
Jinx's moves looked completely amateurish from the perspective of the Roman's, throwing punches and kicks along with swinging her stolen sword in wide arcs and hasty stabs. She fought more like a brawler or a street fighter than a trained warrior, something that shouldn't have carried her far against the Romans and their training. However, the one thing that kept her a few steps ahead of the angry guards was that she flowed like water through each of their attacks, avoiding the sharpened blades by the skin of her teeth and with a smile so wide it managed to unnerve the hardened warriors. Not even Jason or Reyna could touch her as she slipped through their weapons and gave them each good amount of new bruises and probable bone fractures
"That is, it!" The Latina leader shouted drawing Jinx's attention as she trapped a guard in a head lock. "This has gone on long enough! As praetor I am giving the order to execute the Graecus immediately!"
"Reyna!" Blonde shouted.
"No! I am putting my foot down! If she stays here these lands will burn." Jinx could almost feel the heat from her gaze and for the life of her she still couldn't remember where she saw the girl from. It was rather hard remembering people by the homes you've burned to the ground. "I've seen the chaos she sows and the destruction she causes. She either leaves Rome forever or she dies here."
The aryan poster boy opened his mouth to protest when the rumble of thunder filled the room, drowning out any words with its all-encompassing boom!
"Y-yes! See the gods have spoken!" Skinny boy stood up once more preaching with wide arms, though it was hard for Jinx to take him seriously with the large chip in his front toot causing a hilarious lisp. "The praetors decree has been approved by the gods. The Greacus is to be executed by the order of Lord Jupiter Optimus Maximus!"
Thunder echoes in the building once more despite the blue heavens outside remaining cloudless. The Roman collective begin to cheer at the sound despite some of them sounding quite nasally from broken noses.
The head blonde just looks confused as he stares into the blue expanse outside, not at all cheering for the declaration from their god. Only the Latina leader girl shares his expression, looking to her aryan co-leader for some silent explanation on what's happening.
"Pffftt."
The sound of restrained laughter cuts through the cheers.
"Pffft. Snrk!"
Once again, the blue haired psycho draws all attention to her.
"PffftAahahAHAHaHAHhaHaA!" Jinx laughs loudly, drowning out all other voices. Her eyes were wide and manic, glowing bright with power. Her smile was wide and filled with teeth filling those around her with a sense of unease. "That ain't no Peter Cullen kid. That's the most VIciuos and VIolent girl in a lesbian haircut you'll ever meet!"
CRACK!
The doors to room shuddered violently, as if in cue to Jinx's taunt. A large dent appears in the solid metal, almost as if it was struck by a mechanized battering ram.
One of the senator's gulps as he sticks his head up from cowering behind his seat. "Those doors are solid enchanted steel."
"I mean its no real wonder why she can't get a boyfriend." The blue haired girl continues to mock rather loudly. "What kind of guy would ever date the hulk in teenage girl form?"
CRACK!
The door was hit once again but much more violently. This time cracks began to appear in the walls as another dent appears in a different spot in the door, this one much deeper and actually looking like the outline of a fist.
"Now if you don't mind me," Jinx backs up as she speaks until her rear hits the table she was sitting at during the trial, the guard still in a headlock in one arm while her other holds the stolen blade at his eye. "I'll be on my way out."
CRACK!
"JINX! GET THE FUCK OUT HERE!"
The door was barely holding it together as the female voice shouted. It rolled through the room like the thunder from earlier, being absolutely deafening in the echoing chamber.
"I don't particularly feel like having my skull crushed." Jinx kicks the guard away from her and jumps on the table. Archaic runes and lines glow all along the table in a bright blue.
"She's enchanted the table!" One of the guard's shouts.
"You gotta love magic!" Jinx shouts as she turns and throws the sword she stole into the crowd of people. It spins like an oversized buzzsaw through the air with all the force applied by the superhuman strength of a demigoddess. The guards, being trained all dive out of the way of the spinning weapon leaving one person behind frozen in fear.
Octavian's eyes are squeezed closed as he raises his arms to shield himself. He may be the co leader of the first cohort, but his talents laid more in politics and schemes and as such he often skipped the cohort training, claiming to be needed for his augur duties. The gap in his skills prevented him from appropriately dodging the blade and his right arm, the arm he uses to stab stuffed animals, falling to the floor via amputation.
Little bitch didn't even scream! He just fainted.
"Romans! Forward!" The Latina leader shouted.
At that moment multiple things all happened at the same time.
"Freeze Jinx!" A posh voice shouted as the doors exploded inwards.
The Romans all charged forward, half of them trying to secure Jinx while the other half went to meet the intruders only to get bowled over by the metal doors flying off their hinges.
"10, 9—"
Two figures rushed into the room, the first was a tanned girl beautiful enough to be a Persian princess, dressed in a silver hunters' uniform and with a large iron sighted rifle in her arms. The second was a punk girl with black hair with vibrant pink highlights, dressed in a leather jacket, jeans, and combat boots. The sleeves of her jacket were rolled up to the elbows as her entire hands and forearms were completely covered in what could only be called full forearm gauntlets with studded knuckles and electricity sparking off the metal pieces.
"Get over here right now Andy!" The punk ordered.
Jinx, or rather Andy or Andromeda to the two sheriffs, just flipped them off as the runes drawn on her table glowed brighter. "—321! Lift off!" The table rattled against the marble floor before exploding in a violent and bright show of light. The piece of furniture flew through the air as the magic explosion was focused underneath it, and launched it into the air and directly at one of the larger windows.
Magic had to be one of Jinx's all time favorite past times. It allowed her to recreate all of her hextech toys from scratch and even gained her a few favors from some deities who were interested in her little toys of magic and science. It also made her landings so much easier as the gravity nullification kicked in and she began to glide to the armory where the magical tracker said her death machines were.
"Fuck! She's getting away! Can you shoot her down Zoe?!" The punk asked.
Zoe clicked her teeth as she lowered her rifle. "That tables reinforced and she's too far out. We'll have to follow her by ground Thalia."
Thalia let out a rather loud curse as she slammed her arm into a pillar, breaking a chunk of marble off it. "We're just going to get lost in the streets. We're taking the fast way!" She then ran off, chasing after the blue haired girl before Zoe could say anything, charging straight into a building and instead of running IN to a wall she punched it, breaking a person sixed hole and going THROUGH it. "Andy! You're going back to camp and you're going through therapy! Even if I have to drag you!"
Thalia's voice echoed through the city and Zoe had to choke down a sigh as she imagined the level of property damage that was going to occur. She then looked at the groaning mess of people in the room they just broke into, all of them with various states of injuries and practically painting the floor red with blood. One boy was even missing an arm.
She honestly expected to find a few of them dead and plenty of mutilations. This was a far better turnout than she was expecting.
"This one is our jurisdiction. We'll take it from here." Zoe nodded to the group. She wasn't lying when she spoke as controlling Andromeda was her and Thalia's responsibility after the blue haired demigoddess nearly sunk Manhattan in explosions and tidal waves in the defense of Olympus against the titans.
Sure it killed 80% of the Titan's army but nearly sinking the base of Mount Olympus into the ocean was not something that Zeus would tolerate.
Zoe didn't even wait for a response as she ran through the impromptu short cut made by her partner. She could already hear the explosions and bullet fire in the distance as large plumes of smoke began to form and the fires spread.
Maybe this time it'll be only six city blocks destroyed instead of seven.
A/N: An omake in honor of the Arcane show, which has blown my expectation out of the water. Jinx and Vi are two of my favorite champions to play in LOL and I love how the show does them justice. The show easily sits at the top in regards to video games converted into on screen media.