AN: HEY YOU GUYS! Whats up! Sorry for what I did to Percy last chapter but it's part of his character development in this story so… yeah.
Henry was raised by the god of war so what do you expect. Lol
Let's get into it
"Henry! Wake up!" Exclaimed a female voice.
I looked out of my window to the source of the voice to find Macy standing there peeking in.
"Come to the dining hall Henry!" Macy exclaimed through the glass and promptly left.
I closed my eyes as I remembered the events of the last twenty-four hours fondly. The revelation of my father and my siblings along with my godlike heritage, all of which were overwhelming. I guess I took out my frustrations on that new camper, Percy. But, because I did that, my new siblings think very highly and love me as if I had known each of them for years.
I opened my eyes and saw the wood ceiling of the cabin staring back at me. The clock on my bedside table was about the size and color of a brick, it read: 9:00 am.
I threw off my blood red bed sheets and got out of bed before promptly doing one-hundred push-ups on the floor as quickly as possible. After that, I put on my brand new camp shirt, which was orange with short sleeves and it was tight on my entire torso. In my mind, it was a little too tight so I ripped off the short sleeves and searched for my shredded jeans. The article of clothing in question was bunched up on the floor, this way it looked like just a bunch of shredded denim. I picked up the destroyed jeans and reached into the pockets for my belongings. I pulled out my knucks which were covered in dried up 'ichor' from my run-ins with various monsters the day before. I put them on the nightstand by the alarm clock, I'll clean them later.
In the back pocket was a big lump, in it were the bull balls that I had yanked off of that roided up cow. I wonder if it died… oh well I don't really care.
I put the balls on the table and threw the jeans over my head and grabbed a pair of black shorts that showed off my defined legs. Then I grabbed my shoes and some socks and put them on my feet and left my room. I walked past my siblings rooms, which were all empty. I guess all the children of Ares are early birds. My stomach rumbled as I walked out of the cabin and into the fresh camp air, the enticing smell of strawberries led me by my nose towards the strawberry fields. I heard some commotion as I got closer to the fields.
"Yeah, kick that fucking thief!" Said a female voice.
"I'm holding him down just do it!" Said a male voice.
"Where is my shampoo you little shit!" exclaimed the female voice followed by the sound of a foot kicking a pair of ribs and a grunt of pain.
As I came upon the source of the voices, it was evident that this was some sort of beatdown. I walked into the scene of the altercation.
A teenage boy was being held down by two older boys and a girl was yelling at them to punish the boy, which is what the older guys were doing. Me, not being the one to stand by as the innocent is punished, jumped into action.
"What's going on here?" I demanded in the harshest tone possible.
The boys stopped what they were doing and looked at me while the girl continued to yell at the boys holding the camper down like she didn't hear me.
"What are you doing?! Why did you stop?!" She exclaimed to her partners in crime.
The girl followed their gazes to my imposing figure, when she saw me she looked like a deer in the headlights.
"Uhhhhh holy shit, um who are you?" She said flirtily.
I had to admit, this girl was VERY good looking. But her beauty was overshadowed by what I just saw her doing to this young camper.
"Take a hike." I said loudly towards her.
"I didn't catch your name, mine is Drew." the girl said in a sultry voice while walking towards me.
"That's because I didn't give it, and I said," I began as I took a step towards them, "take a hike!"
The attackers and Drew hastily exited the strawberry fields like they had something to do. I looked back at the boy, who had vanished.
"Hey man!" exclaimed a male voice behind me.
I whipped my head around to find the boy they were beating up standing right beside me, wielding a toothy grin and a bloody nose along with a black eye.
"Conner Stoll, at your service." Connor introduced himself as he fell into a long bow.
"I'm Henry." I responded curtly.
"Thanks for the assistance Henry! Are you by chance the new camper that sent a kid to the infirmary with one punch?" Conner asked excitedly.
"Is that where they sent him? I wonder if he is all right." I thought aloud.
"So it is you." He said with a starry look in his eyes
"Yeah I guess it is me, are you going to be ok?" I said back to him.
"Oh yeah, more than ok." He said as he hastily walked backwards out of the fields with that wide grin on his face.
"I'll see you later Henry!" he exclaimed as he turned tail and ran in the direction of the cabins.
"Bye." I said quietly to myself.
I shook myself off and headed to the dining hall where they were serving breakfast. Clarisse and Macy sat at the Ares table by themselves eating what appeared to be a mountain of pancakes. The other tables were populated by a small amount of campers peppered across the hall. I grabbed my own mountain of pancakes and sat down by Macy.
"You know Henry, you make Macy look like the smallest person in the world when you sit next to her." Clarisse said snottily as she shoved an entire pancake in her mouth.
Macy looked up at me with a mouthful of pancake and abruptly punched me in the back, the sound that followed was a bone chilling crack followed by the muffled cry of pain from Macy while her mouth was full of pancakes.
"You idiot, he's supposed to take like a million of those during a fight. Did you think that you would somehow hurt the six foot four juggernaut that weighs about eighty pounds more than you do?" Clarisse sarcastically asked Macy who had swallowed her pancake and was holding her hand.
"Oh you know what LARRY? You can eat my ass 'cause come training, I'm going to run over you." Macy responded darkly.
The two girls stared at each other with malice, the tension in the air was tangible, you could cut it with a knife. I had the urge to fart this entire morning but my buttcheeks could no longer contain the gas in my ass. So, one could say that I cut the tension in the air like I cut the cheese just then.
*PPPPBBBBBTTT*
I farted with so much power that the bench vibrated and the whole dining hall stopped moving and looked around for the source of the loud toot. The fart sounded like a shot rang out in the dining hall.
Clarisse and Macy both slowly looked at me. Clarisse had a hand over her mouth clearly smiling while Macy had pursed her lips with her eyes open as wide as they could go.
"Um, excuse me." I said quietly.
"Henry, why does it not smell? Why does the absolute bomb that left your ass not smell like anything?" Macy asked incredulously, her face returning to normal and even a little serious.
Clarisse broke down and laughed like the joker in every batman ever, hysterically. She put her head into the crook of her elbow on the table and pounded her fists on the wood surface, causing a wave of nostalgia to wash over me as I remembered my public school days making my friends laugh at the lunch table.
The dining hall went back to normal as people started talking again.
"You never answered my question Henry. Why is there no stench?" Macy asked me while she reached into her pocket and brought out a square of a golden substance and popped it into her mouth. A few seconds later she slapped me upside the head with her bad hand.
"When did you… How did you… What?" I asked Macy referring to her miraculously healed hand that I felt break when she punched me in the back.
"She had a square of that yum-yum, that good shit, the goodie goodie, that-" Clarisse ranted.
"Ambrosia, when we eat it, it heals us." Macy interrupted.
"Oh, sweet!" I responded excitedly.
No more face or body ache from aggressive sparring partners that I trained with. Technically there wasn't going to be anymore of that anyway because the gym was back in the city.
"We better get you a square or two before Capture the Flag tonight just in case." Muttered Macy in somewhat deep thought.
"What is Capture the Flag? Does it have anything to do with the armor you guys wear around all the time?" I questioned her.
Clarisse was still giggling from my flatulence as she continued eating her breakfast. I stabbed three pancakes and shoved them in my mouth and chomped moodily on them as I poured some water in my mouth to wash them down.
"Capture the Flag is a game that us campers play like every Friday. You could call it a war game that us campers unwind with. Two armies each have their own flag and if one of the armies takes the others flag and crosses the river back into friendly territory, that team wins." Responded Macy.
"We attack each other with swords and other weapons, it's the reason why some of the campers wear armor all the time. The Ares cabin is a force to be reckoned with during Capture the Flag." Growled Clarisse in a scary voice, suddenly very serious when the topic of war games made itself known.
"Hiya Clarisse!" said an older male voice behind me. I looked behind me to see the dude that I saved from the bullies in the strawberry field without the injuries to his face.
"Travis, what do you want?" Clarisse spat out like his name was venom.
Wait what? Travis?
"Me and the bro have been talking and… the Hermes cabin will fight for you during Capture the Flag." He declared to Clarisse.
"So you've finally come to your senses, huh Stoll? Well that actually helps, the Demeter cabin and Apollo cabin have defected to army Athena and this gives us more troops than we had initially lost. Why the sudden change of heart, I've been asking you to join army Ares for months?" Clarisse asked at Travis.
"Well that would be my fault." Said Connor, who had manifested behind Travis with a wide grin. Conner no longer had a bloody nose but the darkness around his eye remained.
"What happened Connor? You look like shit." Asked Macy in a concerned tone.
"Well, I stole all nine hundred shampoo bottles that everyone's favorite daughter of Aphrodite uses three times a day. Then I went for the one bottle of conditioner that I'm pretty sure she loves more than anything and two of her goons grabbed me and dragged me to the strawberry fields where they beat me senseless." Conner explained to us.
"That's when I was saved by my hero: Henry." He said in an appreciative tone, a hand over his heart.
Clarisse and Macy glanced at me and back to Conner and then back at me.
"You crazy man Henry. You may have just unintentionally won us Capture the Flag." Clarisse said in a proud voice, as if she had recruited the perfect soldier to win a war.
My response was to shovel the remaining five pancakes from my plate into my mouth and chew very hard. How lucky that Conner was the key to getting the Hermes cabin to join our team for Capture the Flag. After I swallowed what was in my mouth, I delivered this gem:
"I saw a chance to recruit their cabin and I took it." I stated to all that was listening.
"Yeah right Henry, you don't know shit. You got here twelve hours ago." Macy exposed me.
I clapped back with a savage, "Whatever."
"At any rate it would make our whole cabin feel better if you apologized to Percy for… you know… breaking his face." Travis requested from me.
"Round round get around I get around!" Macy sang at me.
"Fine, before Capture the Flag I'll apologize to the kid." I agreed with him.
"Get around round round I get around!" Macy sang loudly to anyone who was listening.
As I got up to throw away my trash I asked Conner, "What happened to your eye, do you not have any ambrosia?"
"I do but I'm leaving it there as a reminder of what those jerks did, army Athena ain't winning this one." Conner responded gravely, a smile still donning his face.
"That's the spirit!" Clarisse yelled as Macy whooped with her.
"Where do you get your armor by the way? I'm probably going to need some of it for tonight." I asked my sisters.
"Why the armory, of course." Macy answered like I was stupid.
"Why don't you take me there, genius." I responded like SHE was stupid.
"We are due a trip there anyway, lets go Macy." Clarisse stated as she threw away her trash, and burned the rest of her food in a fire that was in the middle of the room.
"Why did you-" I started.
"I'll explain later, let's go." Clarisse ordered as she headed for the exit.
Macy and I fell in behind Clarisse as we exited the hall.
We passed the cabins and a building that looked like a miniature version of the Coliseum in Rome. I heard the sounds of metal clashing and the grunts of effort within the building. We came upon a wooden building with a big door that had a shield and two swords on it like a skull and crossbones. Beside it was a stone building that had black smoke pouring out the top of it, louder clanging came from within the stone building.
Clarisse pointed at the wood building and said, "This is the armory, it has all the swords and shit that you could ever want."
Clarisse walked up to the stone building while motioning us to follow her.
"And this my young squires," she said as she motioned with both of her arms in a grand gesture, as if to show us a new car we won on a game show, "Is the Forge!"
"Cool… what is it?" I asked.
"It's the Forge! You know, the Forge!" Clarisse exclaimed with just as much enthusiasm and both arms still up like Drew Carey told her to show us what we won.
"No I got that, but what is it?" I asked again.
"IT'S THE FORGE, its… Macy a little help." Clarisse responded.
"It's where they make the metal shit like weapons and armor bro." Macy clarified.
"Oh, the Forge." I said.
"THE FORGE!" Clarisse exclaimed.
Clarisse slumped after that exclamation, like all her effort was focused on telling me that this was the Forge. Macy pushed Clarisse into the forge like a designated driver would guide a drunk friend into their house. I followed the pair into the Forge, the sound of metal on metal grew louder as we moved inward.
Clarisse met up with a very tall fellow who was covered in ash and soot. He wore a leather apron that looked very heavy and the rest of him was covered in denim.
"Hello, my name is Charles Beckendorf, nice to meet ya." He said loudly over the banging of hammers on metal, his hand outstretched towards me.
"Name's Henry." I answered back as I shook his large and calloused hand.
"Welcome to-" Charles started.
"The FORGE!" Clarisse cut him off.
"-My workshop." Charles finished.
"But… Charlie, it's the Forge." Clarisse whined.
"Ah yes, but it's also my workshop." Said Charles patiently, like he had dealt with her many times before.
"Where is the Stick of Electricity!" Clarisse exclaimed over the sound of the hammers.
"If the Stick of Electricity is referring to your spear, then here it is." Said Charles grabbing a red spear off the wall handing it to Clarisse like he was handing her a BB gun and was afraid she might shoot her eye out.
"Thanks Charlie!" Clarisse exclaimed enthusiastically, grabbing the spear from Charles and hugging it to herself like it might just run away.
"Yeah yeah, I bet you'll be back by the end of the night. Probably crying about how some lucky asshole broke your spear while you weren't looking." Charles teased.
"Anyway what can I do for you?" He asked Macy.
"We need to get him armor." she stated simply.
"Why don't you go to the armory, there is stuff like that in there." Charles dismissed.
"Well we think that there isn't anything in the armory that will fit him." Clarisse cut in.
"Why would that be?" He wondered out loud, he leaned in closer and blinked five times.
"Well he's considerably larger than other sixteen year olds." Explained Macy.
"All the armor in there should fit anyone." He said squinting at he reached in a pocket of his leather overalls and pulled out a pair of glasses with about an inch thick lens and slid them on his face.
"Oh, I get it now. You have got to be the biggest and tallest sixteen year old I have ever laid eyes upon… maybe..." Charles said Incredulously.
He looked at me closer, taking out a tape measure from his overalls and putting it against my arms and legs and neck.
"It can't be." He said to himself as he measured me again.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"Finally…" Charles breathed.
The tall man ran to a dark corner of 'his workshop' and grabbed what sounded like ten pieces of metal. Charles rushed around the shop muttering about: "I've found him." over and over again. He walked back towards me and looked at me again, his thick coke bottle glasses made his eyes look about as big as tennis balls, his mouth hanging open and then he went back to pacing around his workshop and grabbing random things from dark corners.
"Hey Charlie, watcha doin?" I asked genuinely curious and a little scared.
"When I was seventeen, I made a set of armor to the measurements that would belong to the 'dream body'." Charles exclaimed over his shoulder.
"Well how old are you now?" I loudly questioned over the sound of hammers.
"Seventeen and a quarter!" Responded a frantic Beckendorf rushing across the room.
I gave Macy a look like: is this man sane?
Charles appeared in front of me and dropped a bunch of silver metal on the ground at my feet.
"Alright… STRIP!" Charles ordered.
"What?" I said with concern.
"NOW." Beckendorf said like I was his precious.
At his terrifying tone, I dropped my shorts and pulled off my shirt.
"Shoes too." Charles demanded, as I complied with his commands with the wave of his hand. What can I say, I respond to the more authoritative tones in people.
A smiling girl that was about four inches shorter than me came up to me at that moment. She had long brown hair and light green eyes, her face was in the shape of an upside down house, if the house was drawn by a six year old and only had five sides. The sides of her face were sharp and defined by the soot and ash donning her face. Her smile was kind of lopsided which was kind of cute. She had a sort of rugged beauty to her and it was very attractive.
"Hi my name is Carmen, I work in the forge because my dad is Hephaestus! What's your name?" She asked cutely.
I couldn't sense any sort of bad intentions from her gaze, which had not left my face even though I was basically naked.
"CARMEN! GO AWAY! NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR FLIRTING!" Charles exclaimed in a scratchy high pitched voice, that made me wince.
Carmen shot me a wink that made me feel like there were twenty butterflies in my stomach fluttering around. She went back to an anvil and picked up a very large hammer and smashed it against an orange and glowing sword causing sparks to fly. There might have been some sparks in the anvil of my heart if you know what I'm talking about.
"Now, young Henry," Charles said in a normal tone that was full of suspense, "put on the armor."
"How am I supposed to-" I started.
"JUST PUT IT ON, please Henry." Beckondorf exclaimed frantically.
Macy came over and helped me with the silver plates of armor. Clarisse was staring at Charles carefully, during his whole freakout she had shuffled in between Charles and I to put some sort of buffer between us. Clarisse was protective of me and that gives me a warm feeling cause no one has ever done that except my step dad, who happened to be a god… and my actual dad. Clarisse's 'Stick of Electricity' was standing at attention, the tip conducting electricity violently. The sound of the electricity on the spear tip was obscured by the loud sounds of the Forge.
Macy slid the breastplate over my chest which fit pretty snug, It had to be the mirror image of my defined chest. I strapped the gauntlets on my forearms and the shin guards to my shins. Macy tightened the straps on the armor and gave me some words of encouragement which relieved some of my stress.
After Macy tightened the armor Beckendorf shoved me in front of a mirror so I could take a look at my body. I looked like the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz, if the Tin Man was less tin and more muscle. My exposed legs were putting on a show as if I were at Mr. Olympia. I caught a glimpse of Carmens face at the corner of the mirror, which was as red as a tan, soot covered, and ash laden face could get.
Suddenly my vision was obscured by something being lowered onto my face. I looked into the mirror and saw that Macy was placing a large Greek helmet on my head with a large bright red plume that ran halfway down my back. The top of the helm was lined with very sharp looking spikes. The breastplate was certainly defined, complete with abs and obliques, even my defined chest. The chest part also had nipples as well. If what I saw in the mirror was sprinting at me, I would shit my pants.
"Go ahead rub them." Beckondorf enticed me.
"Rub what?" I asked.
"The nips my guy, the nips. This is my favorite part of the entire suit." Charles admitted.
Regardless of my better judgement I rubbed the nipples. As soon as my pointer finger made one whole rotation around the nipple, the whole suit collapsed and folded into a silver colored metal band on my left wrist. Leaving me completely naked except for my underwear, which had bunched up and left little to the imagination.
"Ok now slap the band." Charles ordered with awe and excitement.
I did as he requested and nothing happened.
"With some authority Henry, those muscles aren't just for show are they?" He taunted me.
So I went on to slap the shit out of my wrist. As if in response, the suit enlarged and folded out to cover my body with the majestic and intimidating armor.
"EE!" Beckondorf squeaked in ecstasy.
I rubbed the nipples again and it collapsed into a band on my arm.
"Alright how do I take this off?" I questioned as I struggled to slip the masterpiece off my wrist.
"Oh you can't. It's found the perfect body to protect and is enchanted to stay on you until you have children and they take up the mantle that your body is right now, as they share your ideal genetics." Charlie mansplained.
"Well I don't have any money bro, what do you want for it?" I asked him cautiously.
"Well for starters, you can bring it by to let me do improvements on it when I think of them. You should also go on a date with the beautiful Carmen that I so rudely yelled at earlier." Charles explained to me slyly.
I glanced around at the rough and tough form of Carmen who was focused on the sword at her anvil.
"I SAID, YOU SHOULD TAKE CARMEN ON A DATE." Charles exclaimed over the loudness of the forge.
Carmen glanced up at Charles and then at me, who was still in the nude except for my dark colored undies. She shot me that lopsided grin of hers which made the butterflies return with a vengeance.
"Can I put on my clothes now?" I questioned the tall blacksmith, lifting my arms up a bit to emphasize my nakedness.
Beckendorf nodded his head once and I collected my shorts and shirt off the ground. After those were on I put on my socks and shoes, promptly leaving the forge.
I stumbled out of the Forge, breathing in the fresh air from outside. Macy and Clarisse followed me closely.
"I'm sorry Henry, Beckendorf was kind of intense back there. He's not usually like that." Macy explained.
"Yeah, normally the Forge is a pretty mild mannered center in the camp. The children of Hephaestus are not uptight at all." Clarisse chimed in.
"Well the Forge is a magical place, I came in with nothing and left with a full suit of armor and a date." I mused.
"Hey Henry! You don't have to strip down every time you use it! I also think it is immune to most acids, I don't remember so I wouldn't go jumping in any vats of acid!" Beckendorf exclaimed at me while hanging out of the door of the Forge with one arm on the frame.
I gave him an energetic thumbs up from where I stood.
"Come on Henry, let's go do some training at the Arena." Clarisse ordered as she took my hand and dragged me to the miniature Coliseum. I looked back and saw Macy in tow and the beautiful Carmen leaning against the door frame of the Forge.
"Ok let's go get pumped up." I responded.
As we neared the entrance to the Arena, the sounds of swords clashing and warriors grunting grew louder and louder. My excitement elevated, finally some violence to relieve the stress of the day, all two hours of it.
We entered the Arena, it had spectator seats and sand as the floor. There were groups of campers spread out on the sandy ground.
"Lets see, Henry you should start on the straw dummies. Do you have a weapon you prefer to use or would you like to… ah… use your bare hands?" Clarisse asked.
"Yeah I have my knucks that Dad gave me, but they're back at the cabin." I explained.
"Do you mean these?" Macy questioned innocently holding Internal and Bleeding in her outstretched hands.
"Why, yes Macy, thank you for stealing them from my room." I said with some concern before snatching them from her hands.
"Well you said that Dad gave them to you and when I touched them I felt like I was given a power boost. Like I could punch through a wall like it was nothing. By the way there might be a new me shaped hole in the wall by your door." she explained quickly.
"I had to have been gone for less than two minutes before I met you at the dining hall. You woke me up, did you knock on my window just to get me out of my room?" I interrogated her.
"Okay Henry, Larry and I are going to settle the dispute that arose at breakfast." Macy dismissed my question as she grabbed a sword from the outstretched hand of Clarisse and moved to a different part of the arena and started to duel, when did Clarisse get those?
"You know Macy, you've just created a dispute between us!" I yelled in her direction.
In response Macy stopped fighting and stood straight up, feet together, as she slowly raised a middle finger in my direction.
"Some other day Henry." I muttered to myself as I turned to the straw dummies and slipped on my knucks.
I saw Ellis and Mark practicing by the dummies with their swords and shields in full battle armor like they were ready for war.
I felt something like what Macy described, a huge power boost flooded my body. I guess I didn't feel for it in the past, but it was always there.
The straw dummies were lined up in rows of four and columns of three, a total of twelve in all. Okay Henry, back to the basics. The order of operations is one hundred jabs, then a hundred right crosses, two hundred right hooks, and two hundred left hooks.
I walked up to a dummy and threw the first jab, the force of the punch sent the entire dummy flying backwards off the post before smacking into the wall of the Arena. The sound of the punch garnered the attention of campers that were close by. Well judging by the first punch, the rest of the dummies were not up to snuff.
I let out a loud sigh and slipped off my knucks, the power that came to me disappeared soon after.
"Listen everyone! To show you the power of the sword, I'm going to let you guys pick one camper in here for me to fight and using the techniques that I showed you, I will make them yield." Said a mature male voice. I turned around to face the confident teen and the crowd he gathered.
"Woah." vocalized the crowd.
"Who's it gonna be? Hurry up, I'm getting bored." The confident young teen said loudly.
"What about Percy!" Exclaimed a female voice right beside me.
I looked over and saw Annabeth standing next to Percy who was wielding a sword and shield. There was no sign of the trauma that I inflicted on his face yesterday, probably due to the ambrosia administered at the infirmary. He was looking pretty fatigued and sweaty, basically in no shape to battle a confident swordsman at this time.
"Percy! Percy! Percy!" exclaimed the crowd, successfully peer pressuring Percy over to the circle of people, who let him in. Annabeth stayed back by me, her arms crossed like she had a plan.
"I bet you want me to jump in and save him as an apology for yesterday, huh Annie?" I said not looking at her.
"You better unless you want Percy to actually die, that confident swordsman is Luke, He accidentally killed a camper during this very exercise two years ago. But he got off clean because nobody wanted to press charges. So, if you want, you can carry out his sentence. You can be the Judge, the Jury, and the Executioner. There is no capital punishment at camp halfblood, but if you draw the line. Nobody will get up and arms at you for defending a defenseless new camper from the big bad swordsman." Annabeth persuaded me, her words filling my vision with red.
So, because Luke got away with murder, he thinks he's top dog. Nothing can touch him because he killed a camper in a sword demonstration.
The clanging of swords between Percy and Luke sounded off in the Arena. More red filled my vision.
"Hey Henry, Luke thinks he's the alpha at camp. Him and his goons patrol the camp bullying anybody they can and at this point it's gone beyond bullying to actual terrorism. Luke and his gang are growing more and more bold. Every single person in that circle of campers, is a part of Luke's gang, besides Percy." Clarisse said as she came up behind me.
I felt a tugging at the back of my shirt, I turned my head and looked at the small form of Macy.
"They uh… they tried to uh… touch-" Macy started off shakily and I knew where that sentence was going.
Before she stopped talking I slapped the silver bracelet on my wrist hard, morphing into a greek warrior in less than a second. My sudden change in appearance caused the girls to jump back and gasp.
"Oh yeah Henry, Mace and I got your back." Clarisse said, but I couldn't hear her because of my heart pounding in my ears.
My fists clenching and unclenching, my breathing became deep and ragged. My vision filled with red as I took off across the arena, like I was a rhino charging.
I heard the rally cries of Clarisse and Macy as I charged forward. We were joined by Ellis and Mark who saw me charge the group.
Annabeth POV-
The problem with Luke and his goons were that they feared no one, not even Chiron. When I witnessed the scene between Clarisse and Henry outside the bathroom, I knew that Henry himself was fearless. Literally half the camp witnessed Henry and his brutality with Percy. Rumor was that Henry was claimed that day in the bathroom after that beatdown with Percy. When Chiron heard about what he did, there was hope in his eyes that Henry could upset the balance of Luke's power. I had my doubts about him but…
I looked up at Henry and the entire Ares cabin charging Luke and his thugs. I believed in him one hundred percent.
Percy POV-
"Hey man take it easy!" I exclaimed at Luke who was becoming more wild with his swings, I could barely keep up with them.
"Shut up!" Luke yelled out, slapping me across the face with the flat of his blade sending me to the ground in a heap.
"Hey stop!" I yelled out in frustration.
"Hey stop!" Luke imitated me poorly.
The group around us laughed at that joke like it was the funniest thing ever.
"What do you say boys!" Luke exclaimed loudly.
"Death! Death! Death!" the group chanted simultaneously
"Wha… What?" I asked terrified out of my mind.
All of a sudden there was a group of voices that let out a loud earth shaking scream across the Arena. The circle of mad and power hungry teens parted so Luke could see the spectacle. The group was charging towards us fast, but that was not the scariest thing. The scariest thing was that they were being led by what one could consider to be: a grown ass man in silver armor running the fastest clearly driven by something, like anger. Yes I could feel it now, It was suffocating.
But something was off. He was unarmed and still looked like the most dangerous thing alive.
"Oh fuck! Fellas I think we're under attack. By five nobody's ahaha!" Luke exclaimed as he grabbed my hair and turned my face so I had to watch the oncoming charge.
"Hey isn't that the Ares cabin?" Asked one of the crowd members on my left to no one in particular.
"Yeah I think it is, that's the Ares cabin!" Another member spouted off to my right.
"Wait actually." Luke asked the audience member dead seriously all of a sudden.
"Yeah I think that's the new guy out front. Have you heard about him? He is brutal." responded another crowd member.
I might live through this after all.
Henry POV-
All the rage gathered in my face, I heard myself involuntarily growling as I advanced on Luke and his goons. They got away with murder, they got away with rape, and they got away with assault.
No more.
"LUKE I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I screamed as I kicked the first person I saw in the chest, sending him flying back into more goons. My vision was red red red.
All I saw was red.
AN: Aaaaaaaaand thats a wrap on a very long chapter, probably my longest to date.
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