p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Chapter 2/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Inside The Cave/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason's chest started hammering as his heart started pumping faster and faster. In the next few moments, he would either live or die. Unfortunately it was a feeling he was familiar with. He took a deep breath to try to calm his nerves./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Why are you so worried brother?" Asked Wrench. "It's only two more demigods, nothing we can't handle."/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Right now, Jason thought. While they're distracted./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""We've been given a lot of gold to put an end to the son of Jupiter, if he has friends we slay them too!" replied Mohawk/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Slowly, Jason started to kneel to the ground as if he were to tie his shoe. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""You've been given a lot of gold!" complained Wrench. "We each only got a little!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason kept his eye on the arguing cyclops, grabbing a handful of gravel and dirt in on hand, sword held in the other./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""I came up with the plan!" shouted Mohawk. " I-"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Realizing they had been distracted arguing, he whirled towards Jason only to see that Jason had closed the gap between them. Lightning fast, he threw a handful of rock and gravel straight into Wrench's face. He yelled and fell back in surprise, but before he could do anything Jason sliced him in half with a golden arc of his sword. Wrench disappeared into a cloud of golden dust, only the wrench remained lying on the ground./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason and Mohawk turned to face each other. With his left shoulder facing towards the exit, and his right shoulder facing the end of the tunnel Jason saw the light flickering and realized Pinky was inside the cave running towards them! If I get trapped between them I'm dead, Jason's well trained instincts told him. Mohawk knew the same thing and smiled and said, "We shall enjoy our revenge for our brother,"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Which way? Jason's eyes fluttered towards the exit of the cave and back to the end, cyclops on both sides closing in fast. Mohawk's smug smile changed to a look of surprised when Jason snatched the wrench off the ground and sprinted straight towards Pinky who was running directly at Jason at the same time. At the last second before their collision, Jason slid to the ground taking Pinky's legs out and sending him crashing to the ground. Ignoring the cuts and bruises that now covered his body, Jason jumped to his feet and ran over to Pinky, cutting him in half. He disappeared into golden dust./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason picked up the bright pink scarf and wrapped it around his arm. Wrench in one hand, sword in the other, he started running back down the hill towards the forest again. He heard Mohawk yelling from behind him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Jason Grace!" He roared, "You will not escape from me!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"How does he know my name? Jason thought back and remembered Mohawk had said someone paid the cyclops gold to kill Jason. Who could it be? Jason wondered, and why target him? As he was distracted by these thoughts, he suddenly lost his footing and crashed to the ground. He had a moment of terror as he thought Mohawk was right behind him, but as he got to his feet he saw Mohawk was still a little ways away closing the distance while Jason fell. Jason kept running, hoping he could tire out Mohawk before facing him. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Gradually the trees started to thicken, and the ground leveled out again. Jason found himself back in forest and hid behind a tree to catch his breath. While he recovered, he noticed that his left arm was in a lot of pain. I must have strained it when I fell. The adrenaline had made it so he hadn't even felt it at the time./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""You can run Jason Grace," Mohawk's voice could be heard from a little distance away. "But I will find you and then this whole thing will be over!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason guessed Mohawk was about 30 feet away, just out of sight behind the trees and bushes of the forest. Freezing, wet, cuts all over his body, and with a injured left arm, Jason was suddenly sick of the entire quest he was on. Using his anger for energy Jason crept as silently as he could towards where he thought Mohawk was. He could hear the cyclops thrashing through the forest up ahead. Jason peered through the bush he was crouched behind, and could see that Mohawk was standing in a clearing up ahead. Mohawk was looking right and left, unsure which way to go. It seemed he had lost track of Jason for the time being. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"With the light sound of rain coming down to cover him, he walked as silently as he could praying Mohawk wouldn't look back and spot him. He was past the trees and into the clearing when Mohawk suddenly turned around and threw his knife at Jason with amazing speed and accuracy for a cyclops. Jason dove away instinctively but was a little bit too late. He felt the knife lash across his right arm and felt a white hot pain as the knife cut him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Idiot demigod!" Mohawk said triumphantly. "Monster can smell demigods from miles away, you never had a chance to escape!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason stood dazed, his left hand pressing over the cut on his right arm. Mohawk was about 3 feet taller than Jason, and faster and stronger. Jason knew he would have to outsmart Mohawk in order to have a chance at winning. Slowly they circled each other, waiting for the other to attack. The only advantages on Jason's side was his sword and his quickness. Mohawk rushed towards Jason, attempting to tackle him like a linebacker in football. Jason drove out of the way and brought up his sword as Mohawk passed by him. He heard a roar telling him that his sword had struck but it wasn't deep enough to defeat Mohawk, who stood up wincing from the cut in his side./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"It was Jason's turn to rush at Mohawk, pressing for a advantage while Mohawk was still recovering. He swung his sword but it only hit air. Mohawk evaded the strike and stepped back. Jason swung again but Mohawk dodged it and avoided the sword. Jason could feel his arm starting to tire./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"I can't keep swinging aimlessly like this, He would have to make full use of the energy he had left. Suddenly a better idea popped into Jason's head. It was extremely risky because he would be completely defenseless for a few seconds, but he could also end the fight in an instant if his plan was successful. First he needed to get Mohawks back turned. Ever since Mohawk had took a piece of Jason's sword to his side, he seemed slightly reluctant to keep fighting, backing away whenever the sword got near him. When the distance between them got to about 15 feet, Jason turned and ran backwards toward the knife that Mohawk had thrown at him. It was wedged in the ground a ways behind him, tinted red from where it had nicked Jason's arm. He scooped it up and threw it a Mohawk who had started to chase him but missed on purpose. The knife spun into a tree off the right of Mohawk, a bit behind him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Mohawk looked at Jason and then over at the knife. "Fool!" He said to Jason, and then turned to grab the knife from the tree. Mohawk thought Jason was too far away to do anything, but he was wrong as Jason flipped his sword. In mid air, it turned into a imperial gold spear. He caught it again and threw it Mohawk. Just as Mohawk had pried the knife free and turned back towards Jason, the spear sunk into his chest. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Oh." Mohawk said surprised, before he dissolved into dust. Jason went over and picked up the stopwatch that was lying on the ground. He had the spoils of war. Mission over. The rain still falling lightly, and the it was starting to get dark. Time for a fun walk back, he thought sarcastically as he limped away. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Inside The Cave/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason's chest started hammering as his heart started pumping faster and faster. In the next few moments, he would either live or die. Unfortunately it was a feeling he was familiar with. He took a deep breath to try to calm his nerves./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Why are you so worried brother?" Asked Wrench. "It's only two more demigods, nothing we can't handle."/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Right now, Jason thought. While they're distracted./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""We've been given a lot of gold to put an end to the son of Jupiter, if he has friends we slay them too!" replied Mohawk/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Slowly, Jason started to kneel to the ground as if he were to tie his shoe. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""You've been given a lot of gold!" complained Wrench. "We each only got a little!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason kept his eye on the arguing cyclops, grabbing a handful of gravel and dirt in on hand, sword held in the other./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""I came up with the plan!" shouted Mohawk. " I-"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Realizing they had been distracted arguing, he whirled towards Jason only to see that Jason had closed the gap between them. Lightning fast, he threw a handful of rock and gravel straight into Wrench's face. He yelled and fell back in surprise, but before he could do anything Jason sliced him in half with a golden arc of his sword. Wrench disappeared into a cloud of golden dust, only the wrench remained lying on the ground./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason and Mohawk turned to face each other. With his left shoulder facing towards the exit, and his right shoulder facing the end of the tunnel Jason saw the light flickering and realized Pinky was inside the cave running towards them! If I get trapped between them I'm dead, Jason's well trained instincts told him. Mohawk knew the same thing and smiled and said, "We shall enjoy our revenge for our brother,"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Which way? Jason's eyes fluttered towards the exit of the cave and back to the end, cyclops on both sides closing in fast. Mohawk's smug smile changed to a look of surprised when Jason snatched the wrench off the ground and sprinted straight towards Pinky who was running directly at Jason at the same time. At the last second before their collision, Jason slid to the ground taking Pinky's legs out and sending him crashing to the ground. Ignoring the cuts and bruises that now covered his body, Jason jumped to his feet and ran over to Pinky, cutting him in half. He disappeared into golden dust./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason picked up the bright pink scarf and wrapped it around his arm. Wrench in one hand, sword in the other, he started running back down the hill towards the forest again. He heard Mohawk yelling from behind him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Jason Grace!" He roared, "You will not escape from me!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"How does he know my name? Jason thought back and remembered Mohawk had said someone paid the cyclops gold to kill Jason. Who could it be? Jason wondered, and why target him? As he was distracted by these thoughts, he suddenly lost his footing and crashed to the ground. He had a moment of terror as he thought Mohawk was right behind him, but as he got to his feet he saw Mohawk was still a little ways away closing the distance while Jason fell. Jason kept running, hoping he could tire out Mohawk before facing him. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Gradually the trees started to thicken, and the ground leveled out again. Jason found himself back in forest and hid behind a tree to catch his breath. While he recovered, he noticed that his left arm was in a lot of pain. I must have strained it when I fell. The adrenaline had made it so he hadn't even felt it at the time./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""You can run Jason Grace," Mohawk's voice could be heard from a little distance away. "But I will find you and then this whole thing will be over!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason guessed Mohawk was about 30 feet away, just out of sight behind the trees and bushes of the forest. Freezing, wet, cuts all over his body, and with a injured left arm, Jason was suddenly sick of the entire quest he was on. Using his anger for energy Jason crept as silently as he could towards where he thought Mohawk was. He could hear the cyclops thrashing through the forest up ahead. Jason peered through the bush he was crouched behind, and could see that Mohawk was standing in a clearing up ahead. Mohawk was looking right and left, unsure which way to go. It seemed he had lost track of Jason for the time being. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"With the light sound of rain coming down to cover him, he walked as silently as he could praying Mohawk wouldn't look back and spot him. He was past the trees and into the clearing when Mohawk suddenly turned around and threw his knife at Jason with amazing speed and accuracy for a cyclops. Jason dove away instinctively but was a little bit too late. He felt the knife lash across his right arm and felt a white hot pain as the knife cut him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Idiot demigod!" Mohawk said triumphantly. "Monster can smell demigods from miles away, you never had a chance to escape!"/p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Jason stood dazed, his left hand pressing over the cut on his right arm. Mohawk was about 3 feet taller than Jason, and faster and stronger. Jason knew he would have to outsmart Mohawk in order to have a chance at winning. Slowly they circled each other, waiting for the other to attack. The only advantages on Jason's side was his sword and his quickness. Mohawk rushed towards Jason, attempting to tackle him like a linebacker in football. Jason drove out of the way and brought up his sword as Mohawk passed by him. He heard a roar telling him that his sword had struck but it wasn't deep enough to defeat Mohawk, who stood up wincing from the cut in his side./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"It was Jason's turn to rush at Mohawk, pressing for a advantage while Mohawk was still recovering. He swung his sword but it only hit air. Mohawk evaded the strike and stepped back. Jason swung again but Mohawk dodged it and avoided the sword. Jason could feel his arm starting to tire./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"I can't keep swinging aimlessly like this, He would have to make full use of the energy he had left. Suddenly a better idea popped into Jason's head. It was extremely risky because he would be completely defenseless for a few seconds, but he could also end the fight in an instant if his plan was successful. First he needed to get Mohawks back turned. Ever since Mohawk had took a piece of Jason's sword to his side, he seemed slightly reluctant to keep fighting, backing away whenever the sword got near him. When the distance between them got to about 15 feet, Jason turned and ran backwards toward the knife that Mohawk had thrown at him. It was wedged in the ground a ways behind him, tinted red from where it had nicked Jason's arm. He scooped it up and threw it a Mohawk who had started to chase him but missed on purpose. The knife spun into a tree off the right of Mohawk, a bit behind him./p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;"Mohawk looked at Jason and then over at the knife. "Fool!" He said to Jason, and then turned to grab the knife from the tree. Mohawk thought Jason was too far away to do anything, but he was wrong as Jason flipped his sword. In mid air, it turned into a imperial gold spear. He caught it again and threw it Mohawk. Just as Mohawk had pried the knife free and turned back towards Jason, the spear sunk into his chest. /p
p style="font-size: 11.8181819915771px;""Oh." Mohawk said surprised, before he dissolved into dust. Jason went over and picked up the stopwatch that was lying on the ground. He had the spoils of war. Mission over. The rain still falling lightly, and the it was starting to get dark. Time for a fun walk back, he thought sarcastically as he limped away. /p