Land of Gods and Monsters

Land of Gods and Monsters

It's the yearly competition for the students of Legacy Academy to show their merit and earn favor from the gods, but as a sudden coup to overthrow the Olympians unfolds, well laid plans fly out the window. Will you fight the god's attackers, or join them?

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Introduction

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Once, mankind lived in a world of gods and monsters. Vengeful, voracious, and larger than life; mortals lived in both awe and terror of them. The Olympians, as they came to be called, treated the world as their playground, and the Greeks couldn’t get enough. Tales of their grand affairs, vicious conflicts, and the feats of their children were sung all across the peninsula, and that belief and adulation fueled their power even more. The power of belief so often is overlooked, and as the world began changing, the Olympians paid it no mind--until it was too late. As fewer and fewer mortals continued to worship the old gods, people finding new religions to follow and stories to tell, the might of the once supreme Olympian gods began to wane. By the dawn of Christianity, they were undeniably diminished, and in a last ditch effort to preserve their godhood, the Greek gods combined their powers to create their own pocket dimension, taking with them both the faithful, and their creatures of legend. They called it Olympia.

For centuries, the Olympians licked their wounds, gaining strength and consolidating power from their followers in Olympia. But quarters are tight in so small and isolated a reality, and as competition for the precious power that came with their followers heightened, constant war became the reality of this world. With the Renaissance however, and the resurgence in popularity of the Greek mythos, the Olympians once again ventured forth to walk the Earth. The world was certainly different from the one they had left so long ago, but some things never change, and their godly appetites certainly hadn’t. In a matter of years, earth was once again littered with demigods, and it was then that the Olympians made a course altering discovery. The success, influence, and renown of their progeny gave them power; just as surely as throngs of followers in Olympia could. That realization was a game changer, at least for the more ambitious of the gods, and with it came the founding of, what is known today as, the Legacy Academy for Higher Learning, and the annual Agon..


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Before the Founding of Legacy Academy, and the Agon in Olympia, it was commonplace for the warring gods to kill each other’s children, or even set the demigods against each other. Children were murdered in an endless cycle that even the most hardened of the gods grew wary of. With the Academy, came a compact amongst the gods; the killing would stop, and the greatest of the gods’ favor would only be granted to the worthy in a test that became known as the Agon.

Demigods of all parentage are allowed to compete in teams against harrowing challenges that change every year. Only the winning team receive gifts from the gods, but exceptional standouts have the opportunity to display their worth as well. The Agon is watched by all the students of the academy, but also the powerful and influential demigods of the wider world. It is a proving ground of sorts to create one’s own power base, but also to be added to that of an older more powerful demigod’s should a student catch their eye. No Agon however, should every be entered lightly, as the danger is real, and death, while not exceptionally common, has been known to occur during the course on the events. Regardless of the number of members allowed on a given team, each member falls into one of the following categories:


Brain members as a category tend to be key strategists or leads for a team. Their strengths play into the knowledge they bring to the table and their abilities to out think any kind of puzzle challenges they come up against. One year the Agon was a massive labyrinth filled with monsters and riddles, so their importance to the group is not to be underestimated.

Brawn is typically the tank combative role. They do a lot of the heavy lifting when it comes to fighting, and a group's' offensive strategy tends to be built around them. If there is not at least two on a given team, they are in trouble.

Support is a more complicated category, but these team members have talents that lend themselves to acting as compliments to the group's more offensive members (ei: a child of Aphrodite using their ability to manipulate the emotions of the enemy to create an opening for their teammate to attack). Support members often times enter specifically with a brawn member because of their complementing abilities. Children of Demeter using their plant/weather based abilities to help heal or renew the group's supplies also hit into this category, as their role is literally to support the group.

Special is the broadest category, but covers members of the team with specialized abilities that may or may not give a team the winning edge. The visions of the future some children of Apollo have fit here, as well as the luck factor of Hestia's children, or Poseidon's ability to breath under water. That is not to say the team members in this role are incapable of combat, but their primary usefulness lies in their more unique talent.

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The young competitors of Legacy Academy find themselves at the dawn of this spring’s annual Agon, each entering for their own reasons, but all determined to win. The festivities and pomp are to be expected, all given the heroes’ sendoff they deserve. Cheers, ceremonies, and parades featuring the younger students are watched from afar as the challenging demigods mentally prepare at their group's drop point for the trials to come. Nothing however, could prepare them for the impending chaos they witnessed. Instead of toasts and inspiring speeches, they watch as the gods, their parents, slowly convulse, turning to stone. For one sickening breath, the stadium is quiet, and the drakons descend. Without the gods to hold open the gate, the portal to Earth begins fizzling away behind the backdrop of teachers scrambling for weapons to defend the more helpless students. And with the teachers’ attention diverted, even the heroes small viewing glass goes dark; leaving them stranded in a dangerous land with no way home, no idea what has just happened, and no clue who to trust…








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King of Olympia and consummate womanizer, Zeus is both the most powerful of the gods, and has the most children. He spends much of his time upon his mountain throne in Olympia, but does visit earth often, both to see some of his countless offspring, and to create more. Due to the sheer number of children he has, Zeus can often be quite forgetful of all but his favorites, so competition for his favor is fierce. While he is not the most involved of godly parents, Zeus does have a knack for aiding his own when most needed. Children of Zeus tend to be the most successful and driven of all the demigods, and it is rare to see any of them without a driving purpose in their life. They are also the demigods with the best chance of being gifted with godly tokens, should they catch their father’s favor of course, and rarely does the winning team at the tourney not include a child of Zeus. Heracles for example was given immortality and a place in Olympia, though the number of demigods ever given such gifts are small. All children of Zeus are however, born with an immunity to (and minor control of) lightning, superhuman strength, and natural charisma that make them excellent leaders; should they choose to take up that mantle. Most of his children also have the uncanny ability to sense coming storms, though they can’t manipulate them, and like all the big three, some of Zeus’ children have been known to cause ground tremors if angry enough, though few have true control to make this useful.






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Wife of Zeus and patron goddess of the dominant and ever conquering Amazon tribe now residing in Olympia. As Zeus constantly engages in adulterous human affairs, Hera has opted to act in kind, now considering herself a liberated woman. The godly couple have agreed to engage in an open marriage, if somewhat bitterly. Hera does not have nearly the number of children that Zeus does, but she does have one every now and again. With her newly powerful position within Olympia, thanks to her conquering Amazons, Hera is more often in Olympia than not, though she is always mindful to pop in on her children’s birthdays. She prefers to take a backseat regarding parenting, but she is loyal to her children and always offers aid regardless of specific favor. This extends to the Amazons as well, who are always keen to aid a child of their patron goddess. Children of Hera tend to be female, though not all, and are known to suffer from their mother’s famous bouts of jealousy. They are also known for their keen intelligence and patience, though this is not a universal trait. Children of Hera, while not as supernaturally strong as the children or Zeus or Ares, are gifted in the way of raw physical prowess and most notably ambition. The children of Hera are also notorious for their ability to hold a grudge, so it’s wise not to cross them.





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The goddess of wisdom and patron of Athens, she was known as a virgin goddess in her time as a deity of the Greeks. She has since then disposed of that title with a vengeance, and has proven to take after her father in regards to both libido and attitude toward her children. One of the advantages of being a goddess; short pregnancies. Most are only carried for about two or three months, meaning she generally has on average at least three children a year. Athena aids only those she believes have displayed cunning, intellect, or ingenuity, and can be rather brutally blunt about those of her children she does or does not favor. Those who develop these traits she visits often, other than that however, she is one of the most absentee parents within the pantheon. Children of Athena tend to be more academic, whether by nature or design. Avid reading, high scoring, and excellent critical thinking tend to be common traits exhibited. Children of Athena are also gifted with photographic memories, and a keen mind for spotting connections where others see only random chaos.




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Know by many today as the goddess of beauty and love, Aphrodite was really in fact, the goddess of deadly or consuming passion. Next to Zeus, she has the most offspring within the pantheon. She is also one of the most doting and freest with her gifts and favor. Any child of Aphrodite is gifted with beauty, and they often tend to be lucky or talented as well. Aphrodite is one of the few Olympian gods who gifts their children at birth, which helps their offspring greatly in life, but puts a drain on her own powers. Aphrodite is however, also one of the few gods still revered greatly in pop culture today, giving her a source of power to work with both from Olympia and Earth. She thrives in this new modern world, and is on Earth more often than Olympia, causing troublesome affairs and in general making people more passionate. She can however, also be rather flighty, so for children of Aphrodite, contact with their godly mother tends to be random and on her terms. Children of Aphrodite also tend to be passionate people, whether it’s regarding love, and interest, or a cause. They are however, known to be resistant to commitment, and as restless as the wind. All children of Aphrodite are strikingly beautiful, and while they lack the enhanced physical power many of their demigod peers enjoy, they have the ability to manipulate the emotions of others. This can make them excellent crisis managers, defusing heated situations, or efficient weapons against enemy forces. Children of Aphrodite also tend to inspire lust, regardless of gender, and it is a rare occurrence for one to ever know rejection.





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Perhaps the god who has had the hardest time adjusting to the changes of the world, Ares is a god languishing, for the most part, in constant boredom. In his mind, the world has become a pathetic mix of civility and lack of finesse. Warfare has become either mechanical or guerrilla tactics, leaving the glory of the battlefield both tainted and dull. People’s generally negative attitude toward warfare is also a bone of contention with the god of war, but for the most part he regards Earth as too civil, and Olympia as boring. The only real comfort Ares has found in this new modern world: sports. Boxing, Wrestling, Football, Basketball (not so much baseball...) name a sport and he’s tried it. The competitive drive and adrenaline rush from this is truly the closest thing he can find to that of the good old days, and sports, along with lots of sex, tends to be what occupies his time on Earth. Due to his vigorous sex life, Ares does have children. The children of Ares however, tend to be the most varied and unpredictable, though always strong. Some of his offspring have been champions and companions of Greece’s greatest heroes, and others have been some of the worst monsters to stalk the peninsula. Therefore, unlike many of his godly counterparts, Ares is a big advocate of condoms. For all his faults, and there are many, Ares tries to be a very honest and straightforward kind of guy, and he’s man enough to admit he’s not much of a father. But when one catches as much tail as Ares does, a few balls are bound to get past the goalie. There is no universal profile for a child of Ares, though they do tend to be more aggressive, and very athletic. Any child of Ares also has physical strength that far exceeds the average human, but that level of strength varies. For the most part, Ares is a pretty uninvolved parent, though he tries to do right by his kids when he can, and it is not unheard of for him to take special interest in one of his children every once in awhile. Gifts from Ares, though rare, tend to be in the form of enhanced weapons.





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God of music, foresight, and later the sun, Apollo is both a master musician and archer. Apollo is also known for his tragic or unrequited love affairs, so he tends to overcompensate for this by being very involved with his children. He is by far the most doting of the gods as far as attention is concerned, and owns several residencies on Earth. He has even gone as far as acquiring the human alias Andrew Harper, so as to have visitation time in a more normal setting with his children. He tends to have fewer children than the average god, but Apollo also checks up with the children of his twin sister Artemis, as he feels a bond to them as well. Apollo is greatly attached to all of his children, but his nearly constant presence on Earth makes his ability to grant godly gifts very limited. He will offer aid to his children in desperate times, but that is all he can really spare. Many of his children are however, born with either the gift of foresight, raw musical talent, or slightly enhanced physical ability, which helps to compensate. Unfortunately, children of Apollo also tend to inherit their father’s penchant for unhappy love lives.





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Once known as the virgin goddess of the hunt and all things wild, Artemis is today a goddess torn. The modern world is anything but wild, and the constant pollution and destruction of earth’s most wild and sacred places has soured her position on humanity somewhat. Artemis tends to stay in Olympia, though she will on occasion venture back toward Earth when she’s feeling either nostalgic, or particularly protective of a wild place being threatened that she is fond of. Artemis does on occasion have children, but she is the goddess of the wilds, not motherhood, and she has never taken hold of that mantle well. Her brother has always been the better parent between the two of them, and his over eagerness to connect with her children has assuaged Artemis’s guilt somewhat over her absentee parenting. On the whole, children of Artemis tend to be loners, more attuned to nature, and are beloved by animals. They also have a natural talent for archery, and slightly enhanced physical prowess. Like their mother, they have been known to be stubborn, and have garnered a reputation for holding fast to their convictions in the face of adversity...or common sense. They are often more at home in wooded places than cities, though one should never made the mistake of overlooking a child of Artemis. They are passionate, and like the wild things they so love, children of Artemis can be extremely dangerous when properly motivated.





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God of the seas, and all that dwell within them, Poseidon is a god known for his great contradictions. His temper is legendary, and few know how to hold a grudge quite like him. At the same time, he is also fiercely loyal and protective of those he sees as his own. In the same stroke, Poseidon can be both kind and brutal, and one can never predict his oncoming moods. Poseidon, much like his nephew Ares, is a god greatly disappointed by the modern world. People still travel through his domain, but the level of pollution and disrespect shown to the oceans by the human race set their patron god into terrible rages. Poseidon often retreats to the purer waters of Olympia, where his merfolk and other favored creatures have long since fled. Oddly enough, he usually returns to Earth during hurricane season, often helping the storms along when he’s feeling particularly vengeful. As a father, he at least tries to be involved, and has never failed to aid one of his children in need. Poseidon however, is also controlling by nature, and has a tendency to act possessively, a habit that has led to estrangement with more than one of his offspring. The children of Poseidon are all blessed with the ability to breath underwater. Some have even developed the ability to manipulate water in a limited capacity. Like all the big three, some of Poseidon’s children have been known to cause ground tremors if angry enough, though few have true control to make this useful.





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As the goddess of the harvest, and guardian of sacred law, Demeter is perhaps the god most tied inescapably to Earth and it’s people. On Earth, she tends to live a fairly nomadic lifestyle, traveling with the harvest seasons, and relieving famine where ever she goes. As the patron goddess of Corinthia, one of the three great human cities in Olympia, Demeter is one of the more important and powerful gods there. She tends to side with her brother Zeus though, preserving the natural order, and rarely seeks out conflict herself. She can however be dangerous when riled, as the weather has a habit of reflecting her moods. While not common, Demeter does have children, and she likes to keep them close. As transient as the season, Demeter cycles through visits to her offspring like clockwork. Because of that, it had become prudent for the children of Demeter to plan out time with their mother months in advance. These children have a tendency to inherit their mother’s generally calm demeanor, and almost all have a very strong sense of justice. Their powers include a heightened sense of nature, and the ability to manipulate plants. Many children of Demeter also have a strong affinity for the healing arts, and their ability to quickly grow healing herbs make them valuable additions to any team.





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As the goddess of hearth and home, it is rare that Hestia will take up a human lover, and even rarer that she will let them remember the experience. Regardless of feelings, there is never a future for a god and human coupling, no home to be had for either in such an affair. Because of that, Hestia never allows her offspring to stay with either parent, and instead gifts her children to human couples struggling to start a family. Oddly enough, Hestia owns many adoption agencies on Earth, and the industry has become a current hobby. The children of Hestia are gifted with natural good fortune that tends to rub off on the ones they are close to, and are instinctive homemakers. While not universal, they are often great with people, making them ideal for careers involving emotional intelligence. They also have a limited control of fire, and like their mother, can summon a small flame to their hand wherever they may be.





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Of all the gods, Hades is perhaps the least affected by the changes in the world. Death is his domain, and whether mortals venerate him or not, it is inescapable. The creation of Olympia has however, granted Hades a somewhat elevated status, as the Underworld serves as a linking dimension between Earth and the new home of the gods. To pass between the two requires a route through Hades, and no one crosses the river Styx without paying their toll; even gods. Had Hades been a more ambitious god, Zeus may have faced serious competition for rule in Olympia. Luckily, the god of the dead has always been something of a homebody, but he does venture forth from his throne in the underworld on occasion. While not quite as notoriously lustful as his brothers, Hades does have godly appetites, and is father to his own slew of demigods. As a father, Hades is far from perfect, but rarely plays favorites. All his children are equal in death, and if he sees them rarely in life, they will be with him for eternity soon enough. Time is a concept somewhat skewed for all the gods, but in Hades it is the most pronounced. Children of Hades tend to inherit his calm demeanor, but little else is uniform regarding personality. They do however, have a knack for achieving success, and tend to have unusual good fortune. Their powers can also be a bit varied, with some developing a strong affinity to the earth (causing minor earthquakes if distressed or developed properly) or manipulating shadow, but all have the ability to commune with the dead and find the scattered gateways that lead to the underworld.





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The messenger of the gods, and patron deity of thieves, Hermes was known to be quite the trickster in his day. That is a habit that has not changed, and whether on Earth or Olympia, he has a talent for stirring the pot wherever he goes. Hermes is a traveler by nature, often bouncing between his homes on Earth and Olympia for both work and pleasure. This has left him with a collection of offspring, though his own brood is modest compared to many of his godly counterparts. Hermes’ parenting style is what one might describe as unconventional, often appearing to his children in disguise and wreacking some kind of havoc in their lives--character building of course. Because of this, the relationship with his children can sometimes be strained, though none of them live boring lives. Hermes can think of no greater gift to give his children; whether they agree with him is a different matter. The children of Hermes are blessed with unnatural speed, and even the children of Zeus or Ares are no match for their swiftness. They also tend to inherit their father’s notoriously light fingers, and children of Hermes have a penchant for getting themselves into sticky situations--though they always manage to wriggle their way out.





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The blacksmith of the gods, and patron of all craftsmen, Hephaestus is at home in this new world of metal and invention. The endless wars of Olympia ensure Hephaestus is never short of work, but his spare time is always spent on Earth, reveling in the new discoveries there to be had. Of all the gods, Hephaestus has the most respect for humanity’s potential, though he does not often interact with them at a personal level. Because of that, it is rare that he has children, and his manner with those that he does have leaves something to be desired. While Hephaestus might visit his children occasionally, people have never been his strong suit, and he is more likely to watch and aid his offspring from afar. Children of Hephaestus are prone to obsessive tendencies, and like the children of Athena, are gifted with high (almost genius level) intellect. There is no set industry or skill set all of his children conform to, but they each are talented in some regard. Whether that takes the shape of architecture, mechanics, or computer science, these talents are wildly varied. Some children of Hephaestus also have gained a limited control of fire, though this is rare.





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By far the most mysterious of all the gods, Hecate is the goddess of magic, crossroads, and a great conjurer of human souls. The extent of her powers is largely unknown, as she generally keeps a low profile by godly standards, but even Zeus is careful to give this goddess her due. Often residing in the Underworld due to her fascination with the dead, she is closest with the god Hermes, as they share an affinity for the in-between, and the tumbler of possibilities that come with places in transition. As a mother Hecate is distant, preferring to nurture from afar. She is however, careful to guide her children to their greatest potential, and has been known to leave them tokens of her affection in a stray doorway or window sill. While all demigods are capable of accessing the arcane magics of the ether, the children of Hecate have the greatest access and most powerful command. This allows them to practise a wide range of arcane magics, such as necromancy, defensive and offensive spells, or healing. Unlike other demigods, the children of Hecate do not exhaust themselves when accessing their essences for arcane magic, making them the only group capable of using it effectively in the field as a weapon.





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The god of wine, fertility, and madness, Dionysus is known for being both the life of any party, and having a vindictive talent for revenge. Less known, is that he was born a demigod, his mother very much mortal. The true story of Dionysus’s ascension to godhood remains murky, but the one element all agree upon was that immortality was bestowed upon the young god by his father Zeus. He is also the only god capable of successfully fetching a mortal soul from the clutches of Hades, though it is stunt he rarely pulls. With party culture very much alive in the modern world, Dionysus is more often on Earth than he is Olympia, and is often accompanied by either his satyrs, or the Maenads he’s collected in his travels. Regardless, he rarely travels alone. As a father, Dionysus is far from ideal, and is hardly the model of stability. He rarely shows interest in any of his offspring, though some have been known to join his procession as Maenads, whether they meant to or not. Despite this lack of parenting, Dionysus leaves a trail of children wherever he goes (he isn’t a god of fertility for nothing). These children have an affinity for growing plants that is only second to the children of Demeter, and more terrifying, can implant madness within the minds of others. They are also capable of helping to ease another’s madness, but this is significantly harder. Children of Dionysus tend to be social extroverts that dislike being alone, and their ability to summon wine upon command has a habit of making them popular.





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Rules


1.) No godmodding. This is a cooperative RP, so any action in the story between characters needs to be hashed out and agreed to between all writers involved before the fact. Drama is fun in the story, but infinitely less so between writers, so let’s all try not to step on each others’ toes. :)

2.) Character Reservations should be done via the OOC page. I will need the gender, godly parent, tentative face claim you want for your reservation, and which of these modern Greek gods you’d most like to grab a sandwich with. Details please. :)

3.) You are welcome to multiple reservations, but keep the gender ratio even. I also reserve the right to reject any character on the basis of literacy, completeness, or lack of use/understanding of the source material above. I spent a hell of a lot of time on the background for all of this, and it will not be ignored. Adding more details to your character’s personal story with their godly parent is fine, but keep their story in-character for the god profile listed above.

4.) This is a mature RP. Violence is involved, and a certain level of crude language is to be expected as a possibility. Romance is also allowed and encouraged for plot purposes, but following the site guidelines, keep it PG-13. If things get too hot and heavy, fade to black. You can always take it to PM if you guys want to explore the whole scene, but keep that part private.

5.) Real life gets us all, I’m guilty of that as well, but if you have to disappear for a while, you need to let me know. You can even assign someone to move your character(s) along in the plot passively until you can return. If however, you leave without warning, and this lack of contact stalls out the plot in excess of a week, your character will be killed off.

6.) Have fun! :D

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Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Juniper McKinney Character Portrait: Shannon Theodos

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Hermes | Support | Outfit | #51849c

Image Some universal clock was against her. Being late to a party with superior speed on your side? Unlikely. She rolled up her sleeves as she paced and wiped down her bare arm to pull her less than stylish five nights at freddy's yet attempt at raved theme bracelets around her wrist once again.

Once inside, she caught up like a champ with a few drinks and jig of her shoulders to the beat like she had been there from the minute it commenced. Then again, that was always part of her attitude just like turning a blind eye at times was. Shannon was fully aware of Hermes lurking about and likely to put her and Jace in a sour mood but ignorance was sometimes bliss and there was no way he was going to ruin her night so she pushed his presence to the back of her mind. Not that that became much of conscious effort as Cal came hurtling towards the bar. Shannon quickly jumped to the side to avoid being collateral damage and managed to save a glass from its shattering fate. She sipped on the burning liquid and became the face of a half anxious spectator. Abby and him had differences sure but Cal was....yeah, a jerk at times and hard to defend sometimes, and that just magnified with alcohol in the system. It made sense he and Abby tolerated each other a lot less but it was stressful where the line would be drawn.

As things turned out, it was brought to a stop by force by their elders and teacher interference. Shannon slank back so the death glares and words exchanged could be between the culprits and teachers. Shannon kept her eyes ahead as if there was something worth getting lost in as she kept her lips by the rim of the glass. Her ears heeded Mr. Holdens edition of a warning and she knocked back the rest of her drink silently cursing herself for her tardiness. The question then became what could she make of an hour? The population had already withered away due to what she presumed as the classic bedding of couples and drama, moods, fights. Admittedly a few bodies were still hanging around but when numbers dwindled so too did the party. And when a warning of sorts was issued, even more so.

Habitually she moved her fingers under her chin and slowly moved her thumbs to mime pulling the trigger. Her eyes then browsed the selection of peers for somebody she could have the shortest but still effective blast with but she didn't get her hopes up since she had missed near enough half of the night and everybody had turned serious.

For her own sake of sanity, she needed to lighten to mood for herself. A guy and modest girl were giving each other eyes and their bodies were drawing closer together. Shannon brushed by as if she had places to be and the other end was compellingly intriguing. As she did, she reached around one-handed and squeezed the girl's butt. The daughter of a famous deity gasped, scowled and spun on her heels and left the boy standing there dumbfounded.
“I’m not even sorry,” Shannon stated to herself with a smirk. Because of that simple move, her night felt accomplished.

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Dragging Amelie out to dance went better than Blake expect. She would've thought the other girl would resist, but then again, Blake is never turned down. The dancefloor was surrounded by horny teens so this wasn't the best location to hangout with her... friend? Labels for her relationships usually didn't go beyond liking or not liking. Someone would really need to be close to her to earn the title of friend or best friend. When the song ended, she could hear Amelie saying something, but it was so loud at the party. She heard the words: display, more, and drunk. Sounds fun!

"Alcohol. I'm in. Let's go, archer."

Most of the bars were surrounded by drunk students, with few choices to choose from. She noticed the addition of Vince to the party. Jace's good boy roommate and their Agon brawn was never one for these types of social events. His talking to Layla, the brain of their group, was definitely intriguing. Hmmm... interesting. Blake usually isn't nosey, but she can't resist matchmaking. What else is the daughter of Aphrodite to do? She'll leave them be for now. Only the gods know how this will go if she jumps in prematurely. She finally noticed a bar with an opening. Still holding Amelie's hand, Blake lend her to the bar. Blake wasn't thinking about the fight tomorrow. She wanted a blissful night drinking with people she liked. The bartender placed two, yellowish white cocktails in front of them, garnished with a pineapple. Piña coladas are one of Blake's favorite sweet drinks. She raised her glass to Amelie, clinking the two together.

"May the night be fun and the alcohol plentiful! Also to tomorrow, so my team can beat yours ass!

With a playful wink, Blake, almost chugged, drank her cocktail. She could feel the effects coming as she swayed slightly, but was too busy having fun.


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Vince gave an exhale of relief when Layla, hopefully, didn't notice the stutter that come out of his mouth. He wasn't much of a talker, but he had no problem talking to other people. Why was this so difficult? When she responded yes to a drink, he was quick to rush to a nearby bar, not wanting to keep Layla waiting. Vince had no clue what to ask for. Did she like sweet? Alcoholic or non? Crap, is she allergic to anything? Thankfully, the bartender must have had pity on him. He handed him two drinks. "It's a strawberry daiquiri. No alcohol and very sweet." Vince couldn't thank the bartender enough before heading back to Layla with the drinks. She smiled at him, taking the other drink from him. I guess the bartender made a good call. The two of them continued drinking. Layla seemed a little distracted though. She didn't seem like she would attend these types of parties. Was she bored?

"So, Vince, are you enjoying yourself?"

Honestly, he was contemplating leaving before Layla showed up. Jace would've scolded him later for ditching the party to go back to their room to train for tomorrow, but Vince was more willing to deal with that than drunk partygoers. He was about to respond when he noticed Maya was appearing faint. The sunny girl didn't look well. Vince would've stepped in, but Ace and Joaquin appeared faster than Vince even could. Her teammates could take of her and Vince didn't want to get in the way. His minds went back to Layla. He didn't know what to say or how to respond. "Dammit Jace."

"Well, it's a fine party, I guess. I prefer something a little less... eye catching. The other side of the lake is more my speed. Want to go? The other side of the lake was empty of other students and very serene in Vince's eyes. A great place to watch the fireworks too. "I'd like to watch the fireworks without worrying about the drunks here."

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Amelie couldn't hear everything that Blake was saying, but when she grabbed Amelie's hand and pulled her towards the bars, Amelie didn't need an answer. It was so easy to forget about what lay in front of them tomorrow. Tonight, everyone felt young and free and reckless, and it was exactly what a teenager was supposed to be like. Teenagers were not supposed to fight and to possibly die.

She was jolted back to awareness as a commotion broke out on the dancefloor, somebody fainting. She wasn't surprised when it happened, but she was surprised when it was Maya. It couldn't have been too much alcohol. She just hoped that her friend was okay, but quickly turned her attention back to Blake as the girl pulled her with a new vigour towards a bar. Almost as soon as they got there, the bartender was sliding two drinks towards them. Amelie recognised them straight away, and grinned. She was expecting shots, but cocktails weren't a bad choice.

"Oh yeah, we'll see who's laughing when you're at the business end of my arrow and my deadly aim," She retorted. She chugged her drink, gasping a little as the alcohol hit. She was about to ask for another when she heard what people were saying. They had an hour before they needed to be gone.

"So, we have an hour left. How exactly would you like to spend it?" Amelie asked, leaning her chin on her hand as she gazed at the other girl.

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“I have too much respect for both your prides to think an apology would undo any of the damage you just did, but I had better never hear you call her that word again.” Wes had one thing right, an apology wouldn't change anything. And Seb didn't apologize... His friend didn't need to shout or be firm with his voice for Sebastian to know that in Wes' eyes he over stepped his boundaries. But even if he did piss him off, Seb would have his emotions calm before he laid a hand on him. “Who I dance with is my business, regardless of the quantity.”

Seb smirked slightly. "So, you don't deny her quality isn't up to par?... Interesting." He brought his drink to his lips, taking a good long drink. He remained silent, watching as his friend apologized to the brunette and departed. No doubt to find Lux, although neither Seb nor Wes were good at apologies, so he couldn't imagine how their conversation would go. If he was lucky, Lux would want nothing more to do with Wes. It'd make things easier.

Between his insults with Lux and conversation with Wes, he didn't notice the fight that had broken out during the party. Not until Mr. Holden shouted loud enough for the whole area to hear. Seb's gaze searched the crowd until he saw Abby among the confrontational group. He rolled his eyes, trying not to growl out of frustration. To go calm the annoyingly stupid beast or take the two women back to his room? He knew what he wanted to do... But what he should do is give his teammate a heavy dose of calm-the-fuck-down.

Instead of following the morally correct decision, Seb pulled both of the girls close. "So, the party will be over in an hour... What shall we do?" He raised his brow suggestively, kissing the blonde on the cheek and then softly rubbed the brunette's side with his thumb.

The girls giggled. The blonde swirling her finger on his chest. "I think we'd like to see your room."

"What an excellent idea." He smiled, leading the girls out and away from the party. He allowed himself to look back over his shoulder... Just once, to see Wes and Lux near the lake. He swallowed back the distaste in his mouth as he looked forward. He took one deep breath as he guided the girls to his room. With luck, Lux would die during the Agon and this would all be a thing in the past.

***

Lux stood at the edge of the lake, contemplating going back to her room now and avoiding any other issues for the rest of the night. That was enough for her to know she wouldn't be getting a decent amount of sleep before the Agon, no matter how much she wanted it. She'd have to somehow find a way to get over her insatiable desire to kill Sebastian and figure out... Whatever her and Wes are... Were? Who knew.

She kicked a rock into the water, sniffing back her angry tears. Gods how she hated when she angry cried. Only other girls understood while it only reaffirmed to guys that they are emotional creatures. Bull Shit.

Lux didn't have to look back to know who was approaching when she heard the footsteps. Wes. The steps were loud, deliberate.... But not drunk. She didn't dare look back over her shoulder. Instead she stood there with her arms crossed, watching as the bright lights from the party reflected off the lake's serene waters.

“Seb’s an ass.” Lux snorted back a cold laugh, raising a hand to wipe back tears from her cheeks. “I doubt he’ll stop being an ass where you’re concerned. I wouldn’t have recruited you on this team though, if I thought you were trash…and I definitely wouldn’t have let you name it.”

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me not to kill him?" Lux asked, still facing forward. "I couldn't give a fuck about the Agon... I don't refrain for the sake of our team. I hold myself back... Because of you." She tapped her fingers along her bicep, while bouncing slightly where she stood. "You should be happy he isn't my support, because I wouldn't protect him. I have enough to protect without his fucking worthless ass." She didn't need to say what she meant, Wes wasn't dumb and knew who she had to protect.

She stood there silent for a long while. Swallowing back the anger, tears and frustrated that knotted in her throat. Lux didn't know why exactly she felt the need to be so open and honest with Wes. Maybe it was because she felt it was time, or maybe... Because there was a chance one of them could die tomorrow and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she didn't say something.

"He's right... We're from two different worlds, Wes. And I was dumb to think otherwise." Lux sighed, slowly turning around to finally look in his direction. The wind blew her short blonde hair across her face, arms crossed over her chest. She hated that Sebastian's words had such an effect on her. She hated that she believed every word that slithered from his forked tongue... And she hated more than anything that she couldn't control her feelings for Wes.

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”I’m not sure,” Maya said after she took a bit to catch her bearings. Joaquin remained quiet, letting his gaze shift from her to his hands he hand cupped between his knees. He saw out of the corner of his eyes that Ace went to hold Maya's hand. Joaquin didn't show it on his face, but he was glad that she had his support in a way that many didn't have. He waited patiently until she spoke again. “It’s dangerous to speculate, but there was a lot of blood…and my father was involved.”

Joaquin chewed on his bottom lip while looking at his hands and tapping his feet. He didn't see what she saw, so he couldn't begint o try and connect the dots. But blood... a God.... It's not good. "You may wish to tell your sister about this," Joaquin suggested, glancing over at him from the corner of his eyes. "Not now... But before the Agon tomorrow. If it involves your father, she may be able to help... Or something." He shrugged his shoulders. It wasn't much in the realm of advice, but it was something.

“It looked like some kind of temple, stone, tight quarters, nothing to identify it though from the inside.”

He ran his hand back through his hair with a sigh. "I'll see if I can figure anything out. If you think of anything else that you saw just let me know." Joaquin stood up and slowly started walking towards the main part of the academy. He had enough of pretending to enjoy the party. Plus, Maya's vision had him thinking... And worried. Lastly, he didn't want to intrude anymore than he already had with Maya and Ace. Looks like he won't be getting much sleep tonight after all.

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Ace couldn't help but let a satisfied smile settle onto his face when Maya squeezed his hand back. It was sign that his presence comforted her and Ace was pleased upon knowing this.

Maya relayed what she could remember of her vision to him and Joaquin. Joaquin seemed to be patiently listening to her, but Ace's mind began to wander. He couldn't help it, if his brain went a second without entertainment, then he became restless. Already, his legs were bouncing up and down and he had no clue what Maya was saying. Based on the look on Joaquin's face though, it wasn't good.

Ace tuned back into the conversation at Joaquin's parting words. "I'll see if I can figure anything out. If you think of anything else that you saw just let me know."

Just as Ace's Agon team leader had left, a fight broke out between Cal and Abby. Knowing that a fight was going on, made Ace feel delighted as he loved conflict of any kind, even as a spectator. However, the fact that Cal was fighting with his sister enraged him. Abby and him may not be close, but she is his sister and Cal is a dickhead that needs to learn how to shut his fucking mouth. Ace was definitely not looking forward to having him as a teammate for the Agon tomorrow.

Ace gritted his teeth as Abby took a hard blow to the stomach. He was just about to get involved when he saw Mr. Holden and Miss McKinney break up the fight. Right after that, they announced that the party would be over in an hour.

Wanting to leave before he got bored again, Ace looked at Maya and said, "I'm heading back to the dorms for the night, want to walk back with me?" He didn't mind walking back alone, but she looked tired and he didn't want her to walk back by herself. He just hoped he would have enough focus to pay attention to her on the way back.

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Wes listened to Lux’s complaints patiently, they were valid after all, and he couldn’t exactly blame her for reacting that way after how Seb treated her. How he always treated her. Wes loved Seb, but there was a snobbishness to his best friend that often frustrated Wes. In some ways, it wasn’t his fault, Seb had grown up most of his life in a very tight Manhattan bubble, unaware of his own heritage and the implications of that on the wider world. Every demigod was already inherently superior, they were the legacy of celestial beings after all. Regional elitism held little merit where they were concerned. In some regards, Wes suspected Seb still viewed the world through that narrow perspective, and time and exposure was the only thing that could change that. That didn’t make Seb useless, but Wes highly doubted Lux would be receptive of any defense on his friend’s behalf at the moment. Her admission to holding back on his behalf twisted something in his gut. Guilt, admiration, warmth, it all mixed into a confusing cocktail that tried to turn his stomach. When she tried to use Seb’s own logic to pull away from him however, Wes was through with listening.

“That’s bullshit and you know it.” Wes practically growled, stalking forward. His hand paused briefly, but extended out to brush a stray lock from her face as gently as he could muster. “If you don’t want to be with me, that’s your choice, but don’t let it be because some asshole tried to steal you confidence.” Wes wanted to grab hold of Lux, shield her, cage her, keep her close, whatever it took to stop Lux from pulling away from him like this. Wes did none of those things.

“If you walk away now, it’s because you’re afraid, not because of Seb. You’re a lot of things Lux, but you’ve never been a coward. It’s part of what makes you so damn special.”

***

Maya wasn’t sure what to do with Joaquin’s advice. In some ways, it made sense, but ultimately she feared it might do more harm than good. Maya still had no idea what this vision meant, other than an obvious warning of danger. Her father’s presence could mean a hundred different things, and it was hard to think of an immortal god as the subject in danger. More likely it was someone connected to Apollo, but there was no way to know. Lux had a strong connection with their father, and telling her about a threatening vision that vaguely involved their father would undoubtedly distress her. What if the vision was about Lux being hurt tomorrow, and the cause was from being distracted by Maya’s warning? It certainly wouldn’t be the first time a misinterpreted prophecy spelled doom for the ones who tried to act upon it. As Joaquin walked away, Maya resolved to keep the vision to herself, at least until she could puzzle it out more.

Soon, the party was slated to come to an end, the fight between Cal and Abby punctuating an end to the evening. Maya didn’t really feel in the partying mood anyway, and smiled gratefully as Ace asked her to walk him back to the dorms. Ace had never gotten enough credit for being as thoughtful as he was, and Maya was glad to be one of the few people who really got to see that side of him.

“Sure.” Maya smiled, gripping his hand as he helped her up, and they made their way back to the dorms.


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The granite pillars practically sparkled in the morning sun, the weather absolutely perfect for the opening ceremonies taking place. Weather that weather was natural, or produced specifically by the gods to enhance their own lighting was irrelevant. The spectacle of the Agon had a standard to live up to, and this year did not disappoint. Each team had been ushered through the amphitheater to a hail of applause and white petals, their names announced and saluted by last year’s victors as they stood proudly amongst the gods. A torch was magically lit for each student as they were transported to their drop points, armed with their carryon packs, a single weapon each, and a bewitched hand glass from which they would receive their instructions. A surprisingly few number looked queasy as they were bustled off, but two did manage to puke as the magic that transported them took hold.

Lee felt rather green himself just watching them, remembering the unpleasant sensation from his own time in their shoes. Or it could just be the hangover. Distinct possibility. “Why does this thing always have to be so damn sunny. What’s wrong with a somber ambiance? It’s more appropriate anyway.” Lee grumbled as he massaged his temples. June’s hangover cure had taken the edge off the worst of the effects, but the splitting headache had yet to pass completely. His friend merely rolled her eyes as they stood in the stands with the academy students not competing this year. Most were scattered throughout the stands in some semblance of chaperoning duty, but the festival atmosphere was palpable, and most teachers didn’t even try to keep order in their sections. The mere presence of their godly parents was enough to keep most students in some semblance of their best behavior regardless, and the students’ antics were pretty mild compared to the crap they pulled in class on a daily basis.

”Only you could be grouchy after waking up with a literal god between the sheets.” June mumbled affectionately between cheering along with the students. Heat rose up Lee’s neck to the tips of his ears, as he shot his friend a dirty look. His relationship with Apollo was complicated to say the least, but the fact that it was becoming some sort of public knowledge was incessantly irritating. ”Why aren’t you the one up there with them?” June asked with a sidelong look, her tone as close to casual as she could muster.

”Do I look like the event coordinator?” Lee bit back defensively. The honor of standing with the gods during opening ceremonies was usually reserved for senior staff and those who help coordinate the logistics for that year’s challenge, but the gods were known to personally invite other teachers to share in that supposed recognition as well. While it was true that Lee was the teacher who had logged the most off hour training sessions with competing students, he didn’t exactly advertise that fact. Being a good screw (if Lee could say so himself), wasn’t a prerequisite for being fawned over, which is the only other reason one particular god might have had for requested his presence. The hell he was was going to stand there and be gawked at like some kind of glorified sidepiece. June held his eye a moment, brow furrowed in some kind of obvious disapproval, but she didn’t comment immediately.

“I think the weather is nice, it really highlights the vomit.” June changed the subject, and just like that Lee was reminded why he loved her so damn much. June could be a pitbull when she needed to be, but she’d always been able to read Lee. She knew when to push, and when to give him space, a skill few other people in his life possessed. Lee managed a weak smile to show his appreciation, but neither spoke the sentiment aload.

“Blood of my blood, this day marks the passing of a great trial, a test to showcase the most worthy among you.” Zeus boomed from the elevated stage above in the opening toast that Lee had heard a dozen times. Very little of the pageantry ever changed, which meant soon the challenge would be revealed on the monitor below them, and instructions given to the teams. Lee’s hands gripped the railing like a vice, knuckles whitening, as June laid a gentle hand over his own. Sacrifice and courage, the qualities all great heroes must display on their proving ground. Today we drink to their honor, prepared to bring more into this hallowed fold. May the worthy prevail!” Zeus lifted his goblet in the air, the other gods following suit before they brought the edge of the cup to their lips, and drank in unison. What happened next was utter fucking chaos.

Which god began convulsing first was anyone’s guess, but Lee couldn’t rip his eyes away from Apollo...Andy. Seeing a god in pain was as shocking as it was terrifying. These were celestial beings, their faces weren’t supposed to contort like that. Lee watched, practically paralysed as slowly they began changing, a gray crusty layer creeping across their skin. Andy’s green eyes were the last to go, their warm depths morphed into a stony mask of confusion that twisted Lee’s gut. He wanted to run toward that stage, but June gripped his arm, holding him back among the screaming students. Soon he realized why.

”Lee!” June warned, conjuring fire in her hand as she hollered orders for students to get down. They had come out of nowhere, an entire flock of dragons descending up the amphitheatre of the gods. Students shrieked as they dove for cover, others reaching for weapons to defend themselves as the beasts dove closer. The dragons were relatively small, the one consolation in the raging chaos that ensued. Several teachers tried to herd the younger students to safety, doing their best to ward off attacks from above. That’s when the doors flew open, armed men dressed in the armor of Achillon mercenaries flooding through.

This had to be coordinated… Lee’s mind screamed as he grabbed for his sword. He didn’t want to believe what he was seeing, but to deny the truth would be fatal. Too many lives hung in the balance for Lee to fall to pieces, so instead he ordered the seventh grade students into the pavilion, and stood guard with June at the entrance, back to back as they prepared to face their foes.


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The tremor was almost inperceivable, but Wesley’s hand shook as he held the glass, watching the bloodshed that was unfolding within the amphitheater they’d been standing in not ten minutes prior. Students younger than they were lay bloodied in the grass, while warriors charged through the stadium, and dragons rained death down from above. It was the scene from a nightmare, and if Wesley hadn’t seen the rising flames on the mountain in the distance, he would have thought it was a trick.

“H-how is that even possible?” Lottie’s voice trembled, on the verge of tears.

“I don’t know.” Wes admitted quietly, as painful as it was. His mind was spinning itself in circles trying to explain what had happened, but no logical conclusion presented itself. Something terrible had just happened to the gods, and the timing of that enemy assault had been too perfect. Someone on the inside had to have helped them, but he had no idea who would have the motive to do such a thing, much less the power.

“What are we doing just standing here?! Let’s GO!” Abby practically shook with rage as she paced about, the screams of their classmates threatening to work her into a frenzy, she felt so helpless.

“And do what?” Wes challenged in his best impression of calm, silencing the glass before tucking it away.

”Fight, kill those bastards, do something!” Abby shot back incredulously. [color=#FF0000]”They’re getting slaughtered in there!”

“Were at least half a day away, probably more on foot.We’d never get there in time to make a difference, and even if we did, there’s a small army overrunning them. We don’t have the numbers to stop that kind of assault.” Wes fidgeted his hands, a nervous habit he’d picked up when he tried to cobble plans together on the fly.


“We need to move.” Wes decided. “We’re too close. An army like that has to have supply lines, possibly reinforcements, and probably scouts in the area. We need to get our bearings, and figure out what the fuck just happened. If we get caught up out here, we won’t stand a chance.”

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“That’s bullshit and you know it,” Wes growled and stomped forward. He froze before Lux, raising a hand to brush back loose hair from her face. “If you don’t want to be with me, that’s your choice, but don’t let it be because some asshole tried to steal your confidence.”

Lux found herself struggling to breathe, but unable to break his gaze. “If you walk away now, it’s because you’re afraid, not because of Seb. You’re a lot of things Lux, but you’ve never been a coward. It’s part of what makes you so damn special.”

Lux didn't know what to say. She stood there frozen like a deer in headlights. Wes never spoke like that, never said what he truly felt deep down inside. Neither did Lux, that's why this was in such a fragile balance. She wasn't going to walk away, but she didn't want to say anything either. Instead she slowly and hesitantly, slipped her hand into his, sliding her fingers between his. Then started walking back towards the dormitories, with him at her side.

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Seb, unlike most of the other demigods, slept like a baby with the help of the all too eager blonde and brunette. In the morning he prepared for the Agon but, of course, he didn't look nearly as prepared as everyone else. Instead of wearing practical clothing, or even armor, he had on simple athletic attire. His one strength was parkour, so he need flexibility. But as for his weapon, all he brought was a simple shield. He couldn't fight, but he could run. So, defense was all he had.

Lux on the other hand could sleep a wink. She tossed and turned with a plagued mind of the night's events, the coming Agon and anything else that she felt like freaking out about instead of sleeping. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she prepared herself, dressing in multiple layers for whatever type of circumstances they could encounter. She stared at her weapons for what felt like an eternity, trying to decide what to take and in the end decided on her throwing knives. In the end, they are small and wouldn't slow her down if she needed to make a run from it.

She barely spared Seb as sideways glance as their team moved to their launching zone. On a regular day, she'd be the first one to make a rude quip about he looked less than prepared for sparring, let alone the Agon. But he's Abby's support, not hers.

Everyone was silent as they were transported to their drop point. They all hovered around Wes as he held the looking glass, watching the commencing speech given by Zeus. Lux's hand reached out to steady Wes' as it shook watching the horror unfold through the looking glass. When the view passed over her father Apollo, she snatched it from his hands, shaking her head in disbelief. "No.... No, no, no."

“H-how is that even possible?” Lottie sounded as unstable as she looked.

“I don’t know.”

As everyone started panicking and arguing about what to do, Lux dropped the looking glass and sprinted in the direction of the smoke. 30 miles. I could get there by night fall if I paced myself. Fuck the Agon. This wasn't about glory anymore. She had to get there, to save her father and all of the helpless young demigods there. It didn't take a genius to know someone had to be behind this from the inside.

But she wasn't even 100 yards out when somebody tackled her from behind sending them both to the ground. Ryder wrestled with her on the ground until he somehow managed to get her on her knees before him in a choke hold, with one of her arms pinned behind her back. "Let me go!" She cried, fighting to break free of his grasp. Lux could have if she really tried, but turning against each other wasn't the answer either.

"Stop... Stop. You can't take on an army by yourself Lux, even you." Ryder slowly let his grasp on her fall.

Lux slumped over, catching herself with her hands upon the ground. Ryder helped her onto her feet, keeping an arm around her just in case she tried to run again. They came back to the group finding Abby about as furious as Lux felt, and Wes trying to think of some kind of plan. “We need to move.”

That was all Lux needed to hear. She took her excess baggage: jacket, knives and whatever else, slamming it against Wes' chest before she looked up at the top of the trees. She circled around until she found the tallest one and proceeded to climb up it. She didn't dare go all the way to the top. If by some chance a dragon or something else caught sight of her about the tree line, they'd be done for. Instead she carefully walked out on a branch beneath the leaves looking for somewhere they could go.

After a moment or two of looking, she saw a side of a small cliff with what looked like a cave. Lux quickly descended the tree, jumping down from a branch about 10 feet from the ground. She yanked her things from Wes' arms and proceeded to trudge forward in the direction of the cliff. "There's a cave a mile north." And that's all she said. She was worried and angry, and pissed that they were traveling in the opposite direction.

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Joaquin had to fight himself from dropping the looking glass as he stood amongst his team in a small clearing surrounded by a dense and thick forest. They had a line of sight to the mountain that looked to be going up in flames and surrounded by several flying beast. He quickly shut off the looking glass and shoved it into his tool belt, unable to stomach what he was seeing any longer.

"We uh..." He cleared his throat, trying to think straight. "We need to get somewhere safe, out of sight and harms way."

Joaquin looked in each direction trying to find anything that could remotely count as cover, but nothing. "Being on the ground level is too risky. We could search all day for shelter... So..." He looks up again, weaving through trees until he finds 3 large trunks that stretched high, but didn't go all the way to the top of the tree line. "Up in the trees." He pointed up at the sky.

"Marisole. Ben. With me... We're going to climb, and build a canopy. We need foliage to surround us from every side so we're camouflaged in leaves, but also a quick means of escape." With that, Joaquin removed his jackets, and set them on the ground. He twisted his tool belt to hang off the back of his waist. Joaquin then proceeded to climb the tree. When he reached the top he started breaking off branches and building a make shift canopy.

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