Hey. Notice the name change. I had a math scare and had to change it. Anyhoo... I finally got some Internet that will allow me to upload so YAY!

I missed writing all this. I came up with a Q as well in my free time (among other things...)

Q is for Quarrel

(Acheron, Nick, and Savitar)

The pupil panted as his so called mentor towered over him with his staff. "You're going to be killed with attacks like that." He threw the weapon down and flashed into a wet suit. To the pupil's annoyance the god ran straight to the beach and started to paddle out into the ocean. He watched the god ride the first couple waves when he came up with an idea. He put the nearby sword behind a surfboard and paddle out after his mentor. Pulling up against him, he waited until Savitar drifted over...

SPLASH!

~Eleven thousand years back~

Acheron came up coughing up water and Savitar laughed. Fixing him with a skeptical look, he shook his head. "You are too predictable, child. If you truly had been paying close attention, you would have realized I am omniscient."

Acheron swam to his board and grimaced. He should have remembered that. Why hadn't he?

"You will learn Atlantean. You need to take the time to focus and study your opponent. Even in the midst of battle, the only true victor is the one who makes calculated counterattacks."

Acheron shook his head, "no. It's the one who uses what they have to their advantage and doesn't become arrogant."

Savitar looked down at his pupil and felt a faint spark of pride. He quickly stamped it down and turned back to the waves.

~Present~

Nick came up out of the water and glared at his mentor. "Your supposed to be training me to fight, not surfing." Savitar watched him and shook his head. "Your too predictable, child. If you truly had been paying close attention, you would have realized I am omniscient."

Nick practically snarled at him. "I never wanted this."

Savitar leaned back a bit on his board. "We never want all that is given to us. We must make the most of it however. It is the way life works, Nick. If you can't accept that..." He didn't finish before he turned away and watched for his next wave.

"Then what," he spat.

Savitar stared at him drolly. "You and Acheron both tried that move on me; it ended the same for him too. It is not the only thing you have in common either. Contemplate."

Nick practically turned red before heading back to the beach. Savitar shook his head. There was going to be no true training until Nick could realize who was to blame for his mother's death. He would have to leave eventually though. His house was not a charity house. Savitar finally saw the waves rushing in and swam to intercept them.

CaustBird: It works. Not the best, but it sounds alright.

Simi: You just need some BBQ sauce on it. Everything's better with BBQ sauce.

CaustBird: Hmm... Dumps BBQ on printed version of story* I don't think it works on stories well...

Bonus Q

QVC Went Out

Simi stared at the screen and moaned. "The Simi needed that!"

Alexion rolled his eyes. "No, Simi. I want the TV to stay off and the credit cards now." He held his hand out and Simi prepared to give him a piece of her mind when Acheron walked in.

Simi immediately turned to him. "Akri! Lexie won't lets the Simi watch her Diamonique. The Simi gots needs Akri!" The TV popped back on and Alexion turned and glared at 'Akri'.

"You know one day that the network will cancel that channel."

Acheron nodded. "No doubt, but until then there is only so much a person can do before they get Simi to spit fiery acid onto their hands before I come along."

"I almost~"

"Watch the Simi for me. I need to talk to Savitar." He left before Alexion could get another word in.