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Chapter Seven
~Orion~
Hunters were skilled. I will admit that anyone with decades of practice would be competent. What am I displeased with you asked? One of them broke my bow. You don't break an archers bow, and you certainly don't break any Jackson's weapon. Anger coursed through my veins. I heard the sound of retreating, good the Apollo kids won't be in my way. Before any hunters could go after them, I let out a loud screech. It was like echolocation enhancing my ability to spot them with water molecules. They were shocked. My nickname was the Siren of War, and I'd be damned if anyone escaped my wrath. Lifting my head, I sang upward towards the heavens. A pity that they didn't run when they had a chance.
~I must control my rage, or lose the ability to plan, I must direct the fight from here, not charging in the van. As you will likewise do, no doubt, for all that you are cruel and revel in shed blood and pain, I think you are no fool. But in the name of all the gods, you're all that I despise. Who planned to take by treachery my kingdom as your prize. My throne, my child, my people. All, you plotted to despoil- By tricks that only miracles enabled us to foil.~ Clouds rolled overhead, but the girls couldn't move even if they wanted to the more the heard of my song, the more they were trapped.
I Orion Jackson lead men and women to their doom. I started to dance and twirl my away around my prey, letting my voice manifest and become louder as I sang to them about the battlefield. ~I must control my fury or let slip all that I've sought- But vengeance would not be enough for all the grief you've wrought. Gods grant this day you fall beneath the steel of me and mine- And drink full deeply of defeat, that cold and bitter wine.~ And cue Percy, right on time, my brother crashes down onto the earth slamming his feet into the backs of two hunters. I could practically hear his smirk as he offered me one of their knives. ^ It's not your regular weapon, but will you make due for now?^
~I had everything under control, you know,~ I casually snatched the knife from his hand. Feeling him give a quick tug on my hair, I swatted him away. ^Eh I was getting bored besides my sweet sibling was singing, so how could I not go to them. Oh, and it's almost time for you know what.^ His excitement rolled off him in waves. I laughed. ~That's good.~ ^Well, I better get going pretty sure I'll be needed elsewhere.^ Once he left, I turned my attention back to my captured prey. ~Oh, look! It's so sharp! I wonder how good I'll be using it. Wouldn't want to cut anything important off like an ear or nose. But I'm sure you'll forgive me if I do, after all, I am blind.~
^Percy^
Leaving Ori to play, he leaped through the woods dodging branches, and hidden traps. He had to give credit. He had almost missed a wire that was strung at waist height until it glinted in the sun. Stopping just in time, he scanned the horizon. Two, no three in the trees waiting. He huffed insulted. Did they honestly want him to spring the trap? He wasn't stupid.
Fortunately, there was a river nearby so he could deal with this quickly. By summoning some of the water, he created a giant water snake that attacked its victims unrelenting in its onslaught. With that, he moved on quickly, heading back to the cliff where he had left Annabeth. Upon his arrival, he noticed that she was looking at him with awe the mirror in her hands still. ^What did I miss?^ He asked. With that, she turned back to the mirror once more unimpressed with him.
"Do you wait for your sibling's signals every game?" She asked. ^No, that would be boring. Sometimes I'm in the fight. Or I'll be handling monsters that get to close to the campers.^ He responded and then pointed out a clearing that had a couple of hillsides in it. ^Whatever you do, don't go there that where a nest full of giant ants are. They'll tenderize you with their acid spit first then eat you. They are called Myrmekes. They like shiny things, and it would be suicidal for anyone to face them alone. A whole colony lays under those hills.^ He shuddered at a memory involving those insects.
He and Achillies had been fighting a couple of those ants because they were attracted to their shiny armor. Since then, they rarely polished their armor before a game. Annabeth nodded in understanding. Percy continued to point out places among the terrain that were dangerous or safe places to hide. In later years he supposed he would regret giving such information to her as it would be used against him continuously. Still, if asked, he would laugh and say. ^' I love when Annabeth gives me a challenge. Nothing is ever dull when we fight, against or with each other.'^
=Odessa=
Say what you want about Aphrodite's cabin, but they were the only ones who could kick your ass and still look runway-ready while doing it. I loved Derek's powder bombs, as well. He made it impossible for any Hunter to hide what with the vast amounts of Red, Purple, and Gold powder covering them. And Silvia's seed traps were brilliant. Thorn bushes that acted like barb wire, nets made out of vines. Her snares were to die for, Demeter cabin was lucky to have a master trapper like her.
Thalia has a lot of aggression and anger issues to work on. Anyone could tell by watching her fight. Thalia was older, yes, but it did not mean that she should be respected. While at first, I thought that maybe I would get along with her, there was no way that I would let myself follow orders from someone like her. Always thinking that she was right. That she needed to take the burden alone. Everyone has their own power and strength, you can't only rely on yourself. You need others; otherwise, you'll fall, and won't get up again.
-Achillies-
This is boring too easy. Really he needed a challenge. Rex handed over his shotgun, which made him raise an eyebrow. A slow smirk crawled onto his face, well he had never used a gun before... this should be fun. Taking out the bullets and handing them back to Rex. Pulling out his canteen, he formed ice bullets out of the water from it. Rex howled with laughter. "Right, right, can't maim them too badly, right general!" Scoffing he took aim, He wasn't the worst mark, but he wasn't like Orion. Taking the shot, his bullet broke an oncoming arrow. Rex leaned against a large oak, observing his hands on his paint gun, a far more tamer weapon for this kind of game. That is to say, if the paint didn't also have an extra zing to it. Well-made itching powder worked wonders.
Growling, he tossed the gun down his blood boiling. He needed that rush of adrenaline. That something that set fire to his veins. Rex snickered before ruffling Achillies' hair. "You crave it, don't ya," He whispered. "The taste of blood. The ultimate victory." Rex stretched his arms outward. "Well, general? Shall we go find the flag then and end this farce?" Achillies blinked slowly. Rex sometimes amazed him with how cool he was! Rex took the lead, sprinting out quickly, following behind easily. The fourteen-year-old steps were smooth and sure while his own were light and soft. He was about to have more fun!
+Theadosia+
By now, her troops had taken three-fourths of the hunters out of the game. Her lovely fox friend was scanning the terrain for danger. She was slightly concerned because so far, Zoë had yet to make an appearance. Topaz scurried back to her, jumping into Thea's waiting arms. Stopping for a moment, she let her gaze fall on her newest additions to the jail. They just glared at her, but after realizing that none of their taunts could reach her, what else were they to do. A lazy smile landed on her lips as she stared. Weak, that or they had gotten lazy due to their semi-immortality. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she petted Topaz. What a pity.
Closing her eyes, she focused on her body. Slowly she turned every molecule into water. Arrows from behind went straight threw her. Unphased, she advanced towards her enemy. Topaz hand lunged from her arms fangs bared and eyes glowing. There she was, my what a good lieutenant coming for her troops. Zoë advancing at top speed knives in both hands and a determined gaze. Poor thing had she forgotten? Water wasn't only used to attack, but defend as well. It was hilarious, so watch her slip in the mud. The look of shock on her face was priceless. With a flick of her Aquatic wrist, she hardened the earth making the hunter trapped.
Becoming solid once more she loomed over victim giant hammer at the ready, when suddenly she felt a hand on her waist. Leaning her head back she saw Luke. A blush on his face as he stubbled with his other hand signing the letters O-V-E-R. So the game was done. What a shame. She was hoping to use more of her power, but that would have to wait. Dropping her hammer to the ground and releasing the captives with a bored stare. She grabbed Luke's arm and tugged him away. There was no point staying there any longer.