Talon Storm sighed in relief. She's been working non-stop to build weapon after weapon. Personally, she thought going against another camp just because they posed a threat was unbelievably stupid. What was Ororo thinking?! Never mind that, what was the camp thinking? She expected agreement from the Ares cabin, but not from everybody else.

The counselor stretched her arm out and popped her knuckles. Since she finished her fair share of work for the day, she might as well take a break at the beach.

Walking along the path she overheard just about everyone talking about the recent change of events.

"I wonder why Ororo wants to attack the Romans so bad?"

"I heard that the kid they kidnapped is named Mercury, like their Roman god. Weird."

"I wonder why the gods haven't done anything yet. Shouldn't there be lighting or something?"

"They never do anything when we're in trouble. Why would that change?"

"Then why do people still pray to them?"

"Dude, as long as there's tests, there will be prayers in school."

"Good point."

Well, almost everybody.

Finally reaching her destination, she sat on a nearby bench and smiled. She loved the beach. It's where she gets all the ideas to invent new things for the camp. And herself, of course. Like her mechanical dog, Argo.

"'Sup Talon?" a sixteen year old blonde grinned, holding a water gun that defiantly wasn't filled with water.

Suddenly realizing she wasn't alone, Talon sat up strait and eyed the son of Hermes wearily. "What are you up to Ace?"

If possible, his Cheshire grin widened. "Nothing much. Just about to head over to the Aphrodite cabin. Wanna come?"

She shyly shook her head. "Pass." Talon then noticed the bite mark on the golden eyed boy's arm. "What happened?"

He looked at where she was staring and laughed. "Oh, this? Apparently Romans don't have a sense of humor."

She gave him a weird look. "He bit you?"

"Yup! ...I wonder if I got any diseases? If anything, I'm betting on Rabies."

She ignored his comment. "How did that happen? Isn't he tied to the Big House?"

He nodded. "They should have duct-taped his mouth while they were at it. As for how, well…"

"I don't think this is a good idea dude." A son of Nike commented as he eyed the tiny scorpion in the container clutched by his friend.

Ace grinned. "Don't worry Dante. This is going to be awesome."

Dante McCoy gave him a glare but he was smiling. "You said that last time when we pranked the Ares cabin. I still have bruises asshole."

"That was totally worth it."

The younger rolled his eyes. "Whatever man. So are we gonna do this or not?"

The blonde nodded his head and began walking over to the slumbering prisoner. He stepped lightly and made sure that no counselors were around before he uncapped the container and grabbed the scorpion before it could sting him. Then he dropped the black terror into the other teen's pants.

"This is so cruel." Dante snickered.

Suddenly MJ's eyes snapped open as he gave a yelp. The demigod tried to move but his arms were tied to the post. He, instead, kicked wildly; trying desperately to get whatever was moving out of his jeans. After several minutes of laughter from the two campers and kicks from a very red Roman, the scorpion crawled out by his left foot.

Mercury sighed in relief and started to calm down until he heard the other teenager's chuckles. His glare was so menacing, the other two thought he was a son of Ares for a moment. Then, out of nowhere, MJ decided to bite whoever was closes. Which was luckily Ace.

"Shit!" The sixteen year old cursed as he scrambled away from the fuming son of Mercury. Dante laughed harder as he pointed to his companion. "You so deserved t-that!"

Ace rubbed his sore arm and was about to reply but then they heard talking and decided to retreat.

Dante tried to follow suit but soon tripped when a Roman leg came out of nowhere. He had a brief glare contest with MJ, but then decided it was best to run before they get caught.

His friend watched the whole scene with amusement as the brunette finally reached him. "You can never win, can you?"

The other half-blood pouted. "When I finally find a key to success, some basterd always changes the lock."

Ace raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you're a son of Nike and not Apollo?"

Dante shoulders slumped. "Truthfully? I think I was adopted."

"The deed is done sir."

"Good. Any problems?"

"No sir. Camp Half-Blood is ready for a losing battle as planned." Ororo replied shakily, fear and shame creeping into her voice.

The dark figure grinned wickedly. "Don't worry dear. Your father might actually live after this is all over."

Ororo flinched and her eyes widened. "B-But you promised-!"

"Enough."

The girl shut her mouth.

"I want the attack soon. We should take the city first. The civilians there would be an easy defeat."

Ororo protested. "But there are families there! Children even! T-They aren't a threat!"

"But they are a nuisance. Kill them. Do what you have to, just make sure the Romans have something to fight for."

Again, Ororo was about to protest, but one look from the other and she backed away. "Yes sir."

A/N: So yeah, this chapter came with more humor than anything. Summers almost over so I was in the mood for some giggles. Till next time people! :D