Chapter 8: Trouble part 1
Hey guys I kept my word. A new chapter and its only been a week. I didn't procrastinate this time. I know surprising right? Hey so I really don't have a lot more to say besides to thank those who reviewed. They were great and I hope to get more. And just a little intel if you don't see your OC in this chapter they SHOULD appear in the next one. Soooo thats it. All thats left to do is to present you with the new chapter. Enjoy.
P.S. I don't own anything all rights go to Rick Riordan and those who have OC's in this story.
Alex Lupin's POV (nicranger's OC)
I'm not quite sure how I ended up on Camp Half-Bloods beach. Or how Ace managed to get me in a headlock. Or why my weapons are in the sand. But I think it has something to do with the fact that our commanders told us to go outside while they talked to Chaos over the looking glass. Maybe the lack of oxygen is having an effect on my thoughts.
I kicked Ace in the stomach and we both fell to the ground gasping for air. Ace staggered to his feet and glared at me.
"Will you two cut it out!" I glanced over and saw Ivory sitting in the sand just a few feet away from me. The wind blowing pieces of her blue, green, and blond hair into her face. She was glaring at us with her silver and red eyes.
The rest of our team sat behind her with expressions that varied from amusement to confusion.
Let me explain a little. Even though the Knights are a team we only go on missions all at once when the job is to big for just one of our teams, and its a lot easier to move around with only a small group and not all twenty-seven of us. So we split into teams. The commanders usually take missions together, but there are 5 other teams. None of them have 'official' names but we made up names for them on our own.
First there's Suicide the people who take the most insanely dangerous mission. Its made up of six Knights. Jacey, Damian Robur, Mark, Trixie Myst, Isabell Thorn, and Skylar Thorn. Some of us think they might be a little crazy considering the kinds of missions they sign up for (investigating at the sight of an active volcano, tracking down an insane minor god, taking care of loose titans, etc.).
Then there's Control they're our mission control they follow our missions on the computer and tell us if anything looks fishy, but don't get me wrong they can still kick butt when they wanted to. This was one of our smaller teams it only consisted of five Knights. Ernest Kim-Walker, Cassidy Summers, Lucy Ryder, Samantha Romano, and Astrea Nyx Roven. Most of us consider them the life of the mission without them we all probably would have died ten times over, even with our training.
After them there's The Jumpers they tend to hop from dimension to dimension. If your confused let me explain. There are many other dimensions besides ours and The Jumpers hop from one to another hunting down rough monsters or people who somehow managed to jump from their dimension to someone else's. There are six of them. Cynthia Vega, Aveline O'Bryan, Willow Marie Lena, Callie Alexander, and Ira and Liam Carter.
Next there's The Pack they tend to stick together as a group and they have some type of unspoken language between them so even when they don't speak they know what the other is saying. Its rather odd and a little creepy but it comes in handy during battles so I'm not complaining. They're the best strategist's we have, even when they run in with no plan and make one up in the middle of battle. There are four of them. Zain, Miette Park, Alice Santos, and Natsu Shiro.
And last but not least me and my team. They call us TNT. I know I know its stupid, but they call us this for good reason. Mostly because whenever we go on a mission we manage to blow something up weather on purpose or not. There are five of us Ace Ashford, Roxy Zoe Hunter, Ryan Blaze, Ivory Moore, and myself Alex Lupin.
Even though we all talk and hang out as a group its easy to tell who's with which group. Even if your from this camp. There easy tells you just have to look close enough. Suicides is probably the simplest, they like to wear their spoilers of war if they can. For example Jacey has a hellhound tooth that she wears as a necklace. Control's pretty easy too, they tend to have an odd attachment to their laptops. They bring them almost everywhere, but their not always on. They just bring them places like they're worried someone's going to steal them. Then there's The Jumpers. They always have their jumping devices with them. Its nothing but a small silver box they wear on their belts, but its always there. Now The Packs a little more difficult, but they're still recognizable just about anywhere. Maybe its the fact that they tend to glare at people they don't know or the fact that they don't even make an attempt to hide their weapons. Then there's us who stick out like sore thumbs due to the fact that we're always in our armor, and I mean that almost literally, but its not like we sleep in it or anything. I mean that would just be plan uncomfortable.
But this is everyone minus the commanders who go on missions even Suicide wouldn't attempt, but they were trained by Chaos himself. Percy Jackson, Thalia Grace, Nico Di Angelo, Hazel Levesque, Jason Grace, and Raiden. They go any where Chaos needs them too and they don't question hims orders. But then again none of us question Chaos who gave us a home when no one else wanted us.
But anyways I was on the beach with the rest of my team and I was fighting with Ace over something neither of us could remember. But that happens every day.
The rest of the team laughed as Ace and I fought, except Ivory who stood nearby ready to say 'I told you so' when we're both laying on our backs in the sand. Ace tried to hit me with his bow but only succeeded in hitting the sand.
"Come on,"I taunted,"you can do better than that." He glared at me, and went to strike again when we were interrupted by a group of campers who had stopped there walk and were staring at us open mouthed.
"Close your mouths,"Roxy snapped,"you'll catch flies." They did as she said then turned and ran away as fast as they could.
"Ummmm... aren't we suppose to at least try to get along with the campers?" Ace asked. His anger seemed to have ebbed away and he no longer wanted to try and kill me.
Well there goes my fun, I thought.
"Yah," Ryan spoke," and last week I was suppose to practice my archery."
Ivory walked back towards us,"I really don't care what these little," here she used some very descriptive language to tell us exactly what she thought they were," think of us. Just as long as they don't start pestering us about information they don't need to know."
"I agree,"I said, and for a while we just stood there looking at the camp we hated and thinking of how we would like it much more to be on a deadly mission.
After a few minutes the silence was by Ace,"who wants to help my practice my shooting." He pulled an apple out of his pocket and tossed it in the air catching it easily as it fell back down.
"Alex does." Great.
Bob is back and he wants to tell everyone to vote for him and only him. Not Max don't vote for Max he tells Bob he has a plan to take over the Earth. Bob must win or Max will rule!
Astrea Nyx Roven's POV (HTTYD-PJATO-ROTG-41185's OC)
Why we were kicked out of the cabin is simple. The Commanders are hiding something from us and Chaos is the ring leader. Am I completely fine with this? No, of course I'm not. But if Chaos doesn't want us to know there must be a good reason. Right?
I was currently sitting behind the 'weapons shed'. Which was just a moldy old shed that smelled like dirty old gym shorts. I'm not exactly sure why I decided to sit here, or how I ended up here for that matter, but I guess thats what happens when you prefer to be alone rather than with your 'team' as they call it. I'm part of Control which is just a fancy term for saying I'm handy with a laptop. Which is ironic since before I became a Knight I barley knew what a laptop was, let alone how to use one.
Speaking of which I was currently looking over the security feed on Base Chaos. I probably don't need to do this right now considering Chaos is the only one there, but I guess old habits die hard.
I closed my laptop and leant back against the musty old shed relaxing in the silence. But of course with my luck that didn't long and with in the next minute or two I was surrounded by none other than my fellow members of the Control group.
"Hey Rea," Ernest said as he walked up with the others," hey that rhymed." He smiled at me and took a seat on my left.
"Yes yes it did," Lucy said taking a seat on my left," now shut up will ya." He just rolled his eyes and laid down in the grass.
"We saw you ran off when we come outside,"Cassidy said sitting down across from me and leaning back against a tree,"asked Ace if he say you while he was chasing Alex. I think he was trying to use him for target practice again," I chuckled a little Ace and Alex have been at each others throats since the day they met. Yet they were practically best friends,"anyways he said you went this way so we went looking for you."
"We ran into some Ares kids along the way,"Ernest said flatly,"but Sam showed em what for."
I looked over at Sam who gave a sheepish smile,"never challenge a daughter of Nike." I smiled at her, and shook my head. Ares kids can be so dumb.
"Why are you behind this dingy little shed any ways?" Ernest asked, propping himself up on his elbows to get a better look at the shed,"is this really where they keep their weapons?"
"I know," Cassidy said,"the one we have at base is like twice this size."
Lucy snorted," the one we have at base is the size of this camp."
"Its not that big!" Cassidy argued.
"How would you know?" Lucy asked, raising an eyebrow," you practically live in Control."
"I do not!" They started arguing back and forth, and the rest of us just rolled our eyes.
"So when do you think we'll be allowed back in the cabin?" Sam asked resting her head in the grass.
"Don't know," I replied with a shrug putting my hands behind my head.
Ernest jumped to his feet and smiled,"well if we're stuck here and we can't go in our cabin I say we check out this so called 'weapons shed'," he said putting air quotes around weapons shed.
Lucy and Cassidy stopped their argument and turned towards us,"I'm not sure thats such a good idea," Cassidy said,"I mean didn't Chaos tell us to at least try not to get into trouble?"
Ernest huffed,"oh come on we're part of Chaos's team. We've tackled beasts from other planets, and demons with weapons for heads, but your scared to investigate a little weapons shed?," he crossed his arms and glared at us," I wasn't aware I was in a group full of girls."
The rest of us laughed,"if you haven't figured that out by now you need to get your eyes checked," I said,"because you are in a group of girls."
He just waved his hand as if to beat my comment aside,"what ever, but come on we don't have to touch anything just have a quick peek and be on our way."
We glanced at each other. This was a bad idea and we all knew but I had to admit I was kind of curious about what they had in there, and by the chipping paint, the moldy smell, and the rusty door hinges it looked like no one had been inside for years.
"I'm in," I said before I could change my mind.
Lucy sighed and got to her feet,"I guess I am too."
"I'll go,"Cassidy said looking defeated,"but only to shut you up." She pointed her finger at Ernest, who shrugged.
"Well I don't want to stay out here by myself," Sam said standing up and dusting her pants off.
Ernest smiled and pumped his fist in the air,"yes now we have a team!"
I rolled my eyes but followed him and the others around the front to the door. Ernest looked around making sure no one was around to see what we were doing. But of course there was no one around. But why would they be, we were on the edge of the camps boarders, and if my hunch was correct (and I'm pretty sure it was) than no one even used this shed anymore anyways.
After making sure the coast was clear Ernest pushed the door open. A cloud of dust came out causing us to cough and our eyes to water. I waved my hand in front of my face to try and keep the dust away.
"Who's...who's going first?"Lucy asked between coughs.
"Ernest,"the rest of us said in unison.
Ernest rolled his eyes but didn't object but made his way into the shed. As he made his way deeper into the shed we lost sight of him as he was seemingly swallowed by darkness. We heard his foot steps retreating deeper into the shed before they stopped all together.
His voice unsteady and laced with fear Ernest called through the darkness,"gu..guys you might wan...want to see this." We shared a look before entering the shed together.
Inside were weapons of all kinds, swords, bows and arrows, spears, axes, etc., they were all covered in a thick layer of dust as was the floor and the walls. There were patches of mold and the horrible smell of rotting wood was overwhelming. As we made our way deeper into the shed it grew darker until there was only a faint light coming from the dust covered weapons. I saw the faint outline of Ernest standing in front of us. He was staring at something on the back wall. I wasn't sure why until I looked up for myself.
On the back wall hung a sword. It shined brighter that the other weapons and there didn't seem to be a speck of dust on it. The hilt was made of a black leather and it was encrusted with two ruby's. But that wasn't what caught your attention. What really stuck in your mind was the fact that it was made of two metals. One side was made of mortal steal and the other celestial bronze.
Sam made an odd noise in the back of her throat,"is that-?"
"Backbiter"
Okay so if this doesn't make sense let me explain. So remember when Chaos asked them to try and not get in trouble. Well the events that happened in this chapter and the events to come in the next go against that request. But what are you going to do. There demi-gods of course trouble is to come. But I know you all probably hate me for leaving you on a cliff-hanger. But let me say something drum roll please. If I didn't leave you in suspense what would make you want to read the next chapter? Besides the hope of seeing Bob and/or Max.
Speaking of which I think its time to count up our votes. *Drumroll* And in the lead we have Max with a startling score of 8 and Bob just behind with a score of 7. Well that was a turn around wasn't it? But its not to late to cast your votes people you have till the story is over (and trust me that won't be anytime soon). Well thats it. Till next time Girl signing off. Later people.