Snippet #2150715

Just as Hermes' champion surged in the air, the goblet he was holding fell towards Earth and Cor's reflexes suddenly snapped as she caught it in mid-air. The crazy thing about the goblet was that the liquid was still contained in it, not a single drop was wasted even if it fell a few feet in the air. That made Cordelia curious enough to take a sip, but the weird thing was that she just felt better. The pain on her hips disappeared, as if it was never there. She shrugged, she guessed whoever the Goddess who chose her was a loser and she didn't have any amazing powers like the others but as she looked at Luke, he quickly magnetized her. She had to admit her attraction towards her ex was far more unbearable this time. As if the idea of women around him pissed her off. She quickly walked towards him and clung her arms on his torso and urged him to take a sip.

"Come on, you'll feel better," She smiled at him, still clinging.
"Look Cor, I will have none of this," Luke gave an exhausted sigh and shook his head. "I should bring you home."
"No! Who said I wanted to go home?" She quickly shook her head and gave him a hurt look. "The only place I consider home is beside you Luke."
"Cor- please," He let his hand brush his curly hair in frustration.
"Just drink this. I promise I'd be good. Just drink it," She let the goblet come closer to his lips and Luke could only resist the girl so much.

As soon as the golden liquid caressed his throat, Luke felt great. He quickly roamed his gaze, wanting to find a monster and engage in battle. The urge to punch someone and wring their neck was so intense that his veins are almost popping off of his body. He was sweating like a mad man and his eyes were almost blood shot as the energy pulsated through him. "Yo! Ganymede! We should be kicking some ass now! Why should we wait for them to attack when we can surprise them?!"

"Come on! Everyone! Let's do this! Let's give those bastards a fight!" He shouted, he did taunts like a wrestler as he noticed that his muscles almost ripped his shirt. They were bulging and bigger than ever. But there was something missing. His hands felt light, as if he was used to carrying something heavy and powerful.

"Yo! Golden boy! Are you not telling us something?" He raised his left eyebrow in suspicion at Ganymede.
"Hey babe, calm down." Cor rushed next to him as she caressed his back.
"Golden boy isn't telling us something! I know he is leaving some info behind," He then rushed towards Ganymede as the Greek walked backwards.
"Enough!" Ganymede called.
"I call the shots when it's enough!" Luke barked at him angrily, clenching his jaw.
"If it's your weapons you seek, then I shall give it to you." He spoke with hatred towards Luke and Cor. "But-"
"But what asshole?!" It was Cordelia who spoke this time.
"You will only earn them when you are done training," He spoke.
"Training? What the fuck is this? The army? I thought we are incarnations of Gods?!" Cor held Luke back as his anger rose.
"It is a war and you are Olympus' army."