As soon as she finished eating, Arethusa sprinted off to her cabin. Changing to a skintight pair of black spandex leggings that ended in the middle of her calf and a skintight black muscle shirt, she dug out some other stuff. Slipping on a pair of socks, she tugged on a pair of knee high black leather combat boots and a mid thigh length skirt made of thick leather straps and stygian iron studs. Putting out a skintight leahter musscle skirt, she slipped on leather arm guards that went to just below her elbows. Slipping on a leather sword belt and a leather scabbard, she stuck her sword in the scabbard and slipped on a leather back quiver full of arrows.
Putting her hair up in a messy knot at the top of her head, she wrapped her fingers around the smooth surface of her yew short bow, which was only half as tall as she was. Slinging it over her shoulders, she hid a multitude of other weapons, including a collection of senbon needles dipped in nonlethal poison, all over her body. Sprinting to where the other campers were gathered, she refused a helmet or headband and ran off as soon as the horn was blown. Bow in hands, an arrow knocked, she took out a hunter. Charming the next arrow to release a cloud of sleeping gas that was toxic only to the hunters, she knocked out six more.
Checking several places for the flag, and knocking out five more hunters on the way, her eyes narrowed as she found the flag. Kida Rosada was guarding it. Putting a shield that was around her body up, she began to fight the red haired girl. Parrying several strikes, she quickly disillusioned herself and grabbed the flag, ducking under a swing of Kida's sword. Concentrating, she teleported over to the river. Only to find herself surrounded by four hunters, and another one running towards them with the camp's flag. Her eyes narrowed. Grabbing four senbon needles with one hand, she threw them with deadly accuracy and ran across the river, taking out the other hunter and grabbing the camp's flag as she did so.
The flags immediately changed. One turned a blinding white, with a sea blue trident and the other turned yellow with a gray owl. Her eyes narrowed. Athena's children. If they were smart, then they would probably be recruiting campers right then. She turned to Aranel. "Aranel, will you be on my team for capture the flag?" Aranel nodded. "Sure!" Arethusa replied, "Can you go gather cabins?" The brown-green eyed girl nodded and ran off.
Arethusa sighed. Olivia, one of the only other people she had talked to would be on the other side for the next capture the flag. She set about recruiting campers. Soon, she had these cabins on her side:
Demeter - useful
Ares - useful
Hephaestus - useful
Hermes - useful
Hades - useful
Iris - sort of useful, think Butch, he's got muscle
Nemesis - useful, goddess of revenge after all, got to be skilled in fighting
Nike - useful, always wanting victory, must be willing to fight for it
Hecate - useful
Janus - maybe useful, confuse enemies
That left the Athena cabin with:
Aphrodite - useless, mostly
Dionysus - sort of useful with vines
Hypnos - not useful, always sleeping
Hebe - unsure, might be useful
Tyche - USEFUL, goddess of luck, though luck can go either way, good or bad
Morpheus - sort of useful, put people to sleep, make them dream nightmares, though Hypnos woud put them to sleep, Hypnos children too busy sleeping to do this though
The next thing she did was to go to her cabin and put away her bow and quiver. She then went to the fighting arena and cast a spell to make one of thne straw dummies come alive, and become as strong and fast as she was. Giving it a sword, she then started to fight. The dummy was sturdier than it looked, and it proved this in an attempt to bowl her over, though she rebuffed the move, and, obviously, it failed.
Walking along the beach, she snapped her fingers and her clothes and armor and stuff were back in her cabin. She was wearing a plain black one piece with cut out sides and no back. Wading into the water, she soon got to wear it was deep enough to die in, which she did. Swimming deeper, she sat at the bottom of the ocean, leaning back and doing nothing. But then, Poseidon approached. Changing her legs into a fish tail, she tensed, as if to swim away, but Posedon held up a hand. "I know that I haven't been the best father, or really much of a father at all," he said, "But please, before you leave, will you hear me out? Will youj listen to me, for a little bit?" Arethusa's eyes narrowed. "Fine. But when I leave, don't try to stop me. It would be bad for you, and your guards health. Ichor would be spilt. But not mine."
Poseidon's head snapped up. "Very well. But you have ichor and not blood? You are immortal?" Arethusa shrugged. "Talk, and then, once I feel the least bit comfortable, I'll give you the luxury of hearing an explanation."