AN: So far, so good on the every day thing. I've got a few days off work so there shouldn't be any problems. I'm having a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you guys enjoy reading it.

This is going to be hell. Onesimus thought. He didn't so much mind that Alex was going; they'd have each other's backs pretty well. As for Eris . . . he really didn't like the idea of going anywhere with her, much less hundreds if not thousands of miles from the safety of camp. Then there was Krea. They had a long, complicated history. It wouldn't be easy to even talk to her, much less give her the news about a quest. Without thinking about it, Onesimus had stopped walking.

Eris had stopped, too. She was thinking about Clif. Eris and Clif got along well enough but in no way was she ready to tell him about this quest. Eris also hated the idea of being on a quest with Onesimus. It was like her father had purposely found every possible thing that could annoy her and done it.

It was at that time that both Onesimus and Eris simultaneously realized that they'd been standing stock-still next to each other for a while. Both eyed each other wearily.

Before the awkward silence could build any more, Onesimus said "I think I'll go rejoin the victory party."

With as much sarcasm as she could muster, Eris said "Why of course, don't let me stop you." And she rolled her eyes and stalked angrily towards her cabin.

When Onesimus made it back to the victory party, it was at the height of its excitement. Onesimus was greeted with cheers as he arrived. He lifted his good arm into the air while grinning. Alex approached Onesimus immediately and noticed the sling. He also seemed to notice for the first time that Onesimus had a tone of scars and bruises on his face and arms.

"It looks like she tried to kill you over that flag." Alex said, laughing.

Onesimus laughed with him and said "You don't even know the half of it. I actually feared for my life.

At that statement, Alex's interest was piqued. "Why don't you tell us all about it?" Alex led Onesimus towards the MVP chair which was usually occupied by a cabin leader.

Once Alex sat down in a chair next to him, Onesimus turned to him, ready to speak; Alex held up his hand to tell Onesimus to wait. Alex turned to the cabin mate seated next to him and whispered something that Onesimus couldn't hear. Not long after, a horn sounded and it seemed to Onesimus that all talking and revelries stopped at the same time.

All of the members of the victory part gathered at the fire, waiting in dead silence, facing Onesimus and waiting for his story. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the flames crackling. Onesimus noted that even his own brothers and sisters were waiting eagerly to hear the story; not a single one of them were pickpocketing the unaware members of the Ares cabin, which Onesimus thought was a wasted opportunity.

Despite the weirdness of his team members, Onesimus began his story. He started by talking about his creeping through the woods towards the tower at the beginning of the games. He could've sworn he saw an image of the tower in the fire. Onesimus stopped for a second so he could concentrate on the fire, but the image was no longer there, so he continued his story. The second he began telling the story again, he saw an image of him running through the forest and this time he knew he hadn't imagined it.

Onesimus turned to Alex and said "Did you see that?!"

To Onesimus' surprise, Alex was grinning. "Like it? It was a gift from my father. Our reward for our hard-fought victory. Now hurry up and finish the story before the fire goes out; that's our time limit for the magic.

Onesimus nodded at him with a grin. This was going to be great. Onesimus watched with interest equal to his teammates'. He watched himself as he rigged the catapults and ran to the other side of the tower. Everyone's eyes lit up as they watched Onesimus run up the side of the tower. Then came the fight. There were plenty of "ooh"s when Onesimus' knee met Eris face. There were boos when Eris' sword hilt landed on Onesimus shoulder twice. Cheers accompanied the flurry of small strikes that Onesimus managed to land. The actual fight had been kind of short and unexciting as far as fights go, but the fire made the fight seem miraculous and important. Silence fell as Onesimus ran through the tunnels and reached the flag. Eyes widened when the tower began to crumble around Onesimus. The spectators laughed when Onesimus kicked over the pedestal, shot Eris a grin, and jumped down. Interest peaked when Eris and Onesimus struggled against each other underground. The loudest cheer came when Onesimus' foot connected with Eris' forehead. The cheers died the moment the rocks began falling from the roof of the tunnel. There were gasps as a large rock hit Onesimus' shoulder. Everyone looked as Onesimus and his sling with new respect as they watched him get up and run to the end of the tunnel.

Onesimus finished the story with "The looks on your faces when you saw me with the flag." Onesimus laughed a little. "Almost as good as the looks on the faces of the Athena cabin!" Cheers went up and the winning team resumed their party with a renewed vigor.

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