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Ajax Valis

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a character in “Camp Athens II”, as played by FeistyDeadlySins

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age: 21 | role: Son of Zeus | species: Demigod 】

Date Of Birth: 10/05/1995

Hey Brother || Rise Up || Stay

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Stubborn - Protective - Strong - Leader

Behind his guarded tough exterior is a kind and caring man who would rather take the blame than allow someone else to suffer. He can be stubborn, but is sometimes able to be swayed by those he trusts and loves. He doesn't always like showing his softer side, though, as it makes him feel weak which isn't a good trait to hold when the entire camp expects him to be the leader they need.

He is known to be overprotective of his little sister which is obvious as to why. She is the only family member he has left besides Zeus, so he doesn't like to stray too far away, but he knows that he has to because he can't protect her all the time. That's just a part of life. He's just got to convince himself that she's not the little girl he once knew anymore - she's a grown independent adult.

He may be strong physically and mentally, but he has weaknesses just like everyone else.

He will only show emotion to those he trusts.

He doubts himself of being a good leader and is unsure of who he can trust half the time. Despite all that has happened, he still tries his best at being a good leader, a good friend, a good brother, and a good boyfriend. He still manages to fail, though, and struggles to swallow his pride. He doesn't like to say sorry when he's overstepped the boundaries and hurts those he cares most about, so when he does... you know for damn sure he means it.

Once people earn his trust, he is loyal to them until the very end.






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After their grandmother passed away from stage 4 cancer, their mother became seriously ill with so much grief, that Ajax was frightened it would eat at her until there was nothing left.
He placed her into a private hospital where she spent years recovering with highly trained doctors. He even raised Alex the best he could by himself and had to reassure her many nights that their mother was fine. Alex, of course, believed him, and for a second... Ajax felt as though it was a lie. Their mother hadn't returned home for several years, but when she did come back... Alex was no longer the child she once knew... she was becoming a woman.

Susanna burst into tears. She was so proud of Ajax for taking care of her. The three hugged for what seems like forever until Ajax handed a golden envelope over for her to read. It was time for him to go camp Athens, and that Alex would attend soon after.

It felt like he was losing his mom all over again. "I'll come to visit as often as they allow. I promise." and he did, but it wasn't as often as he hoped. Visiting them was putting them in danger, so the visits had to stop until it was safe again, but it never was.

His little sister had to attend the camp sooner than planned which just left their mother feeling lost. Luckily, though, she managed to find her own happiness not long after. She married their step-father in the months of fall which was a beautiful wedding.

But their happiness and love weren't meant to last long, the fates had seen to that.

Their mother drew her last breath, and all Ajax could think about was how much he had failed to protect her. His sister eventually lost herself, became vulnerable to Hades curse, and became the uncontrolled storm within the skin. Ajax tried his best to bring her back, but the darkness within her was rooted too deeply.

He yet again blamed himself, and as the trials of the Gods took his sister as a prisoner, he had to learn that it was her who had killed their own mother under the influence of Hades himself. Ajax hadn't recognized his sister for such a long time, but after that trial, once her name was cleared.... he could see that little girl she once was. Lost, and afraid. He took her by the hand and promised that he would help her because he still loved her.

The war at camp when the Gods had taken to their children's side to force back the titans, and the endless body counts that soaked the marbled steps of camp, was part of the downfall of his own insecurities, and his sister's strength. That fire she had inside of her, that storm that raged yet remained controlled had died out.

He needs to fix everything... starting with himself.




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So begins...

Ajax Valis's Story

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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Eve watched the cat fight go down out of the corner of her eye, no surprise at Trinity taking the starring role. What an attention hog. The truly shocking part was that Eve had been pleasantly minding her own business when it all went down, turns out they didn’t even need her to turn on each other like savages. Though she wondered what all the fuss was about.

She was wondering how to find out, when the tall, blonde and handsome beside her spoke, capturing her attention. "Iliana is my adopted sister. We are close, but not in the way you're implying.” Of course, like the bore he was, he ignored all her innuendos and cut straight to the point.

She rolled her eyes, and fought a grimace. Honestly, she would have left him the moment their monstrous mount touched down if he wasn’t so good looking. Playing with him was no fun. “And I suppose you’re too boring to dapple in a spot of adoptive-incest?”

Again he ignored her more outrageous comment, and she felt like stripping naked just to get a reaction out of the guy. Instead though he continued on, answering her earlier comment. “And I merely respect my mother's orders. Do you follow your parent's orders?"

Eve barely took in his words as her eyes tracked movement to off to her left, Mason and Andy looking very disgruntled disappeared around the a corner. Now that was a conversation she’d eat her left foot to overhear. “Wouldn’t know, don’t got any.” She answered airily, a truthful answer though, she didn’t consider that pathetic family who housed her and her bother as parents, nor did she follow their orders. Hera was a mother of sorts, but she’d never bothered with Eve enough to give any commands. “That's why I had more fun than you did growing up.” And there was the lie. A large chunk of Eve's childhood consisted of fending for herself and Pete, receiving a cold shoulder from both her father and step mother.

Eyes on the resulting chaos of the fight Eve decided her next course of action and she looked back at the blonde with a flirty grin. She grabbed his hand, rubbing the palm on his hand with her thumb, making sure she had physical contact before using her magic. “Be a doll, go over there,” She nodded towards where the fight had taken place, “and find out what happened for me.”

What that command, she dropped his hand and skulked over to where Andy and Mason had disappeared. Hiding around the corner, manipulating the shadows to help hide her presence, she got there just in time to hear the tail end of their conversation. And she wasn’t the only one either as Ajax stormed past her all furious and thundery. "Maybe it would be easier if you were both honest for once." Eve stepped further into the shadows, as he stormed back out the way he came, not noticing her.

The moment Andy’s footsteps faded from hearing, Eve popped out from around the corner, walking towards Mason’s back. “Yikes, looks like that didn’t go too well,” She said to him as she slinked up behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Trapping him before he could go after Andy. “Don’t worry, I’d be happy to fix it for you,” She whispered into his ear and with a laugh she released him, but not before planting a kiss on the side of his neck.

She danced away from him, in the direction that Andy had taken. She wore an amused smirk as her eyes wandered further down the path. “Did your poor precious heart skip a bit when she said the J word?” She held a mocking hand over her own heart as she stepped back towards Mason, her other hand reaching to his to make physical contact. Then she used her words to influence his, “Be honest.”





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“Hold on,” Sloane told him, and that was when Pete realised he still hand an arm clamped tightly around her midsection even though they were now firmly on the ground. He let her go and she slid from the horse, all grace and composure. He wondered where she did grow up if not the city, was she a country kid surrounded by lands and horses?

He listened to all her instructions with a grim nod. "Now just slip off like a slide." He looked down at her for a moment before deciding he had to get down one way or another, and doing it in the hold of a pretty girl wasn’t the worst way.

So he grabbed her outstretched hands and slipped of the great big beast. "I swear I'm good at plenty of other things," He muttered as he moved. He landed on two feet which was good, but he was also a little too close to Sloane for comfort, however she didn’t move away, and he didn’t drop her hands.

"He's dangerous... You should stay away from him." Her voice barely seemed audible, but Pete heard the words and understood their meaning. Their moment of shared secrets was broken as she backed away from him, and he dropped her hands. His eyes, without his permission, flicked over to where her brother helped a red-headed girl from an identical horse. Dangerous. He didn’t doubt her words, he could feel the fear and conviction in her voice.

Before he could respond though she was out of his presence, leaving behind simply, "And if you were smart, you'd stay away from me too."

He watched her go as she fell in line with the other campers, already sure he’d approach her again sometimes soon, just to prove that you couldn’t tell him what to do. Pete chewed over this new piece of information about Sylas, he already knew he was bad news but to hear it confirmed in such sinister tones. Eris was the goddess of discord, if Pete recalled correctly. His sister would love that.

Finally moving along, Pete wandered past Alex’s classically handsome bodyguard from the main hall. With a smirk he wandered up to the bigger man, deliberately cutting in next to him, to bump shoulders with him. “Hey, it’s you!” Pete said with a faked smile, as if he’d run into an old high school friend at the supermarket.

“Aren’t you supposed to be off shagging a certain something?” He gave him a wide grin as if the two of them were sharing an inside joke. It wasn’t until that moment that he realised, Sloane fearing her own brother's danger really pissed him off. And he was happy to pass it on, after all old habits are hard to break. "Didn't I give you an order soldier boy?"

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor
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"I don't want to be left behind and since I trust that you and the other Gods will help keep my powers in check, I'll go. I am tired of being scared though. Thank you Lord Zeus."

He read her note again, and he smiled with a nod. "You're welcome." he told her before she headed off to the beach after her unneeded, but a respectful bow. Such a delightful child. he thought as he watched her make her exit.

Image Now alone again with the thoughts that ran through his mind like a constant loud crashing of waves, he had planned to be somewhere before returning back to Mount Olympus. The trial would not be canceled, and he was fully aware that it could not start without him. So, without further delay of time, Zeus took flight and made his way towards one special place in all of Greece.

Since ancient times, Greece had managed to keep its original beauty that remained untouched by human men that tainted the rest of their world with their constant, ignorant failings.

There was only one mortal woman that taught him to keep his faith in humanity. She showed him that not all mortals were evil.

He landed at the place he believed to be the only divine area on Earth. A beautiful scenic place that rests on top of a mountain decorated in various colourful, and vibrant flowers. The spot he had chosen to come to also overlooked The Aegean sea.

He stepped forward, his sandals sinking slightly into the earth beneath his feet as his eyes rest on the stone that marked her grave. The Aegean sea had always been her favorite at this very spot, and as the sun began to set... he understood why. You could see the entire city and villas of Athens with their tiny lights appearing like fireflies in the distance, showing life that had always remained, always survived through the hardest of times. Mortals were not really weak since they had the strength to endure all that nature threw at them.

Susanna could see everything up here, and with the Aegean Athen breeze blowning through his dark locks... He let out a sigh.

"My dear, sweet, and beautiful Susanna. I love you... I always have and I always will. My heart will remain heavy as I never should have left you or our children. I should have chosen mortality to be with you. I could have protected you from a fate that should have never been your own. I hope that you will forgive me one day, but I shall still love you, if not. There will never be another Queen beside me like you, Susanna, and I hope that when it is time for our son to be king, I will find you at peace in the Elysian fields, where we will be together again for all eternity." he stepped closer to the headstone that had her name etched into it, along with 'Beloved mother, wife, and daughter' beneath it. Zeus pressed his two fingers to his lips before placing them against the stone. "We shall never forget you." and with that, he took to the skies once more, and headed back to Mount Olympus.




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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor
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Image "Well that's a darn shame. I won't ask what happened since it's none of my business, but I do want to make you aware of someone."

Ajax frowned at the last part, though it was really no surprise nowadays with the amount of drama that weaved its way in and out of the camp on a regular time schedule so it seemed. He knew people like them, like Demigods, would never have a normal life... but was it much to ask? just a while longer where everything could feel peaceful for a change. "Who? and not to be funny or anything, Ethan, but... I don't know you enough to share my concerns. I hope you understand. Tell me, who am I to be aware of now, if it's not Mason?"

"I saw that pair right before we left for Olympus and they weren't arguing."

Ajax presumed he was talking about Mason and Andy. "Go on..."

"There was this petite short hair blonde hair girl with them. She recently influenced my friend Heath somehow to go with her, I think to ride with her."

"Really? - well, there is only one Goddess I know capable of influencing others like a serpent charmer... Hera. She's got to be the daughter." Ajax had heard so many stories of that jealous witch. For such a long time she has had feelings for Zeus, but he never returned them quite the same the day he met Ajax and Alex's mother. Since then, Hera had wanted to kill Zeus's children, since they reminded her of that mortal her king had grown strong feelings for which hadn't changed. He had agreed that she could be Queen, but only if she kept her claws away from his children.

"I could be wrong here, but it wouldn't surprise me if she had the ability to influence people around her. I just don't trust her. Unfortunately, I don't know her name. Heath's actually keeping an eye on her now. I just thought I'd warn you though.

Ajax nodded. "Thank you. I'll do the same as Heath."

"Oh, by the way, I don't think I ever got your name."

Just as Ajax was about to tell Ethan his name, and to question him further about the troublesome little blonde that he could have sworn he had seen before at camp, someone else had turned up near the balcony of the Acropolis. He recognized the pretty ebony woman as Hestia. He smiled politely as he faded a little into the background to give her time with her son before she quickly left. "Is your mom single?" he teased, grinning.

After Ethan's mother left, it was Iliana and her mother who had approached.

He wished that people would stop apologizing, especially since it wasn't Ilianna's fault for the way she is. He didn't mind, but they were too busy keeping him happy, no doubt due to him being the son of a King he didn't care about. At the moment. He had always had issues with Zeus leaving them when they were young, but only because he never understood why his father couldn't stay, or why he didn't choose his family over a throne. If Ajax had been in his shoes, he would have chosen Andy in a heartbeat than be a King, but the way she was acting these days... he wasn't even sure she even loved him anymore.


"My daughter is very shy Ajax. She knows you've been having a rough time lately and wanted to give you a gladiolus wreath to help cheer you up. She picked that flower because it means strength and she hopes you'll have the strength to get through these trying times. Go on and give one to him Iliana."

Ajax smiled as she made her way toward him, then took the wreath from her gently. He placed it on top of his like a flower crown. "Quick, Iliana. Take a picture with me." but she had quickly made her exit away from him. He didn't blame her, especially with how angry he felt earlier, but he could actually feel himself relaxing now. He felt better in the company of normal.

Ethan sighed

"Don't mind Iliana. She's been through a lot herself recently and is very wary of people she doesn't know. It's actually why she doesn't talk at the moment. So if you see her writing in a notebook, it's basically how she 'talks' now. Heath and I are hoping this camp will help her find her voice again and the 'old' Iliana can return. But hey at least now I know your name. Ajax right?"

"Yes, I'm Ajax. Look... It's fine. Honestly. She reminds me a little of Alex when she was younger. Probably not as shy, but.." he chuckled. "You don't have to be sorry since none of you have done anything wrong. If anything... she's actually cheered me up." It was just a small gesture of kindness, but it left an impact on him since it brought back memories on how kind and caring Alex was before all of this mess with the trial. "Ethan... do you think you could help me find Hecate? I forgot... I have to ask her something. It's important." he pulled out the bracelet from his pocket to show him. "Apparently, this is the cursed object that made my sister kill Mason's sister since Hades and Jennova found out it was Alex's favorite. It was ironically, the gift our mother gave her when Alex was born."




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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor
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Mason looked at her... like he looked at Ajax. That gaze cut deep. Andy couldn't look at him anymore. But as she turned around to walk away she was met but another. The look on Ajax's face made her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. Her lips curled between her teeth as her head fell. "Maybe it would be easier if you were both honest for once." By the Gods, she was half surprised she hadn't gotten herself slapped in the past 5 minutes.

She lingered by the edge of the path, overlooking the long descent back to the earth below. Andy had her arms crossed over her chest, chewing on her bottom lip nearly drawing blood. In 24 hours she has all but dug a continuous hole for herself, making it harder and harder for her to ever climb out. Maybe she shouldn't. Maybe she deserved both of their anger... Of course she did. Andy was playing them both and herself all because she couldn't admit the truth or force herself to make a choice. And what was the cost? The respect and love of the two people closest to her.

Andy took a step closer to the ledge. It was a tempting idea but an easy way out. But she deserved to bask in her own suffering. She kicked a rock over the edge before she turned and began to head back toward the Acropolis. Andy made sure to give Mason and Eve a wide birth as she passed them. For only a brief moment, she picked up a small bit of their conversation. "...I like that she's jealous. She doesn't know the half of it yet though..." She wanted to stop, to listen more... To smack him again. But instead, she forced herself to look forward and act like she heard nothing, no matter how hard that was.

Halfway toward the rest of the campers, she was stopped in her tracks by a redheaded woman far more beautiful than the other campers. "Hello, you're Hecate's daughter, Andromeda correct?"

Andy nodded her head, trying to wipe the tears from her eyes and be presentable. "Yes... You can call me Andy." She tried to give her best smile, but fell short.

"I am Demeter and this is my daughter, Iliana." She should have known the woman before her was a Goddess, she must have been lost in her own mind. As much as she wanted to be more presentable, Andy couldn't bring herself to put on a happy face, not right now. "Are you going to be okay sweetie? I know you've had a tough time last year and Iliana made some wreaths because she wanted to cheer people up. She was hoping she could give one to you since it looks like you needed some comfort. Is that alright with you. Iliana can't speak at the moment, so she tries to find other ways to communicate."

"I'll... be fine. Thank you for your concern." Andy looked toward Iliana. She gave her best smile and nodded her head. "Sure, thank you." She leaned over slightly in front of the girl, lowering her head so she could put the wreath on her.

Once she had the gift on her head, Andy's attention was drawn to the tail end of a fight. She had no idea what happened but only saw as Trinity was taken away. Gods was there anywhere that she wasn't being a terrible friend? Andy turned back to the women in her present company, nodding her head politely to them. "I apologize, but it seems as though my friend my needs me. I appreciate your kindness and concern... I needed it." Andy didn't know what proper behavior was around a Goddess. She wasn't proper around her mother, for good reason, but Demeter was kind without reason to be. So, she gave them both a brief hug before hurrying after Trinity.

Andy saw where Ares went, and trailed behind him. Descending down to what she could only assume was the prison, she saw a brutish man waiting outside the entrance. Liam? Andy wasn't sure, it's not like they had crossed paths before, but who else could it be? She didn't stay to exchange pleasantries, instead hurrying inside, nearly running straight into the God's back. Thankfully it looked as though Ares had already unlocked the cell for her. All Andy wanted to do was make sure Trinity wasn't hurt, and be there for her. She had no idea what was going on, but she'd assume something with Wes, similarly to her own struggles. If anything, the both of them could use time with each other away from the camp's drama.

"I'm sorry to intrude," she said as she looked up at the God beside her. "I wanted to make sure she was ok... Probably would have broken her out too," she added with a weak laugh as she looked over at her friend. She could see how angry Trinity was, but even under that... How hurt she was, emotionally, not physically. Without waiting for permission or being shooed away, Andy wrapped her arms around Trin, pulling her in for a hug. Andy wasn't sure how helpful it would be, but if Trin felt anything like she did... it helped.

She slowly pulled away, but kept ahold of Trinity's hand, looking between her and her father. "I can go if I am interrupting."




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Sloane watched, hidden and silent amongst the crowd as everything around them quickly imploded. Was this what Sylas wanted? For everyone to quickly turn on those they love? For friends and lovers to be turned to foes? She wasn't the type to intervene, but the sight of it turned her stomach, making her shift uncomfortably where she stood. One person with devious intent and the ability to make it manifest was bad enough... But this Eve? Her gaze drifted over to the blonde who promptly had her ass slapped by the brooding son of Hades. Sloane didn't like her and she didn't have to know her personally to make that assumption.

The blonde minx had been at camp for... a day? Yet demigods were fighting in Olympus, some of the most stable friendships and bonds were crumbling. She feared what other devastation could happen if some how Sylas began to work along side the impulsive girl. Sloane wasn't much of the type to get involved... She hated using her abilities, but the more she stood idly by, the deeper it would spiral.

She took a deep breath and set on a path with purpose. Sloane was never the type to be proactive, nor approach someone on her own accord. Each step made the anxiety twist within her, but the thought of things going haywire seemed to subdue it, if only temporarily. Her gaze scanned the campers trying to find a way to free the flies from the spiders traps. To most people's point of view, releasing a fourth spider onto the web didn't seem like a way to release the flies. But perhaps, that was what was needed.

Before she knew it, Sloane found herself near the prisons, a few feet before an intimidating son of Ares. What was she going to say... or do? Gods, she spent so much of her life avoiding the use of her powers for fear of the outcome. The sound of her heart pounding deafened her ears, pounding and ringing like an alarm to turn around and stay out of it. Sloane tried to ignore it as she closed the distance between them.

"I have something important you'll want to know... for your sister's sake," she spoke to him softly, only loud enough for him to hear. Sloane waited until he seemed to be open to what she had to say. Then, she took his wrist leading him several feet away from Ares, for fear of pissing off the worst God to make angry. She did not release her hold on him, as she stepped forward and shifted to her tip toes to whisper in his ear. "There are puppet masters at Camp Athens." With each word she spoke, all of her influence followed suit, soaking into him through her touch and voice. "Your sister, the son of Aphrodite, the daughter of Hecate, the son of Hades, the daughter of Zeus, the son of Athena... Their actions are not their own."

Sloane held the son of Ares's gaze, pouring more focus and attention to each word, into their brief touch. "Seek out the truth..." Then her grasp on his hand tightened as she stared at him intently, each word spoken with the strongest intent. "Do not be swayed by the words of the daughter of Hera or the son Eris." With her final words she released her hold and took a step backwards. With a slight smile she nodded her head toward Liam. "I hope you'll take our conversation into consideration."

Then with nothing more to say, Sloane turned and walked away. Her hold on Liam could not be broken by Sylas. For years her brother has tried to overpower or outmaneuver Sloane's abilities, but the truth remains that she is more powerful than him. However she didn't know how strong Eve's powers were. So far the girl had only been playing small games, ruffling feathers and bring out people's real demons. If that was the extent of her powers, then it would hold. But only time would show the effect of her meddling. Unfortunately, being a child of chaos... Sloane couldn't help but feel like her attempt to put out the fire might only enrage it.




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Alex gave Wes her best smile, as she pulled a bag from her shoulder. He tried to return the gesture as best he could, but it seemed neither one of them could fake it... Not right now. "I would come back later, but... I'm not sure if this will be the last time I get to see you."

Wes took a step forward, taking hold of her shoulder with his hand. Why did everything have to happen all at once? It was like one brick was pulled out from the bottom of a tower and everything was crumbling down around him. "Don't talk like that... please. I won't let you die. Me, your brother, Duke... We will not let you die."

Alex then opened the bag and pulled out... an arm? Wes's brows furrowed as he looked at it. He really hoped this wasn't some kind of weird joke. So many thoughts of what it could be raced through his head. Was that his arm? It should have been rotting somewhere. Was it someone else's arm? No, because Alex wasn't a murderer... Then what was it? "Duke made it for you. I'm just sorry that I took so long to get it to you. He had to remind me to bring it with everything that has been going on."

Wes slowly extended his hand toward the arm, running his fingertips along the surface as he studied it. "I'll have to thank him... with a proper hug." He laughed weakly at the comment, but the thought being able to give an actual hug made him want to cry.

"It looks so lifelike. You won't be able to even tell you're missing a limb at all." Alex then laughed and tickled his nose with one of the mechanical fingers.

He couldn't help but laugh softly, as he playfully pushed it away. Wes went to say something when his attention was pulled toward a fight that broke out. He took a step forward, preparing to break it up but others were there first. Part of him was happy it was someone else. No matter what he did there... Trinity would see him as defending Liv. From this moment on, everything he did would be wrong. A thought that turned his stomach. So, instead he just watched as Trinity was dragged away and Liv continued to egg her on while looking worse for the wear.

If there circumstances were different, he would have followed after Andy to check on Trinity. But she didn't want to see him. And she, without a doubt, won that fight. Probably would have even killed Liv if it wasn't broken up. Instead, Wes turned around back to Alex, just to repress his emotions about the girl he lost. "I guess we should see if it fits, huh?"

Wes didn't really wear the right clothing for something like this, but it wasn't like he expected to receive a new arm. He slipped out of his jacket easy enough then pulled his hoodie off over his head, causing half of his hair to stand up in every direction. His left hand rolled up the dangling T-shirt sleeve where his right arm would be. "I'm not sure how it... works. Do I need to take my shirt off to like, strap it around my chest or something?"




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Wow, Evelyn, speechless. Sylas quite liked the thought of it. And seeing her struggle for words and the proper answer only made his smile grow. His pace stopped and he slowly turned to face her. Then, finally, her gaze became more interested in something upon the floor as she spoke. “Maybe I'm just a fly in a web that thinks I can change the nature of a spider.”

"But don't you worry that the spider might change the nature of the fly?" Sylas quirked a brow, humoring her analogy. Sylas was a spider, that he had no doubt. But Evelyn was not a fly. They were annoying little pests of an insect with no purpose and a short life span. She was a chameleon... A captivating chameleon.

Evelyn finally met his eyes once again. “Have you considered I could be...distracting you from mass mayhem?” Then, she raised her hand to touch his upper arm. Her fingers softly began to brush his skin slowly, up and down along his bicep. “I could...want you all to myself. Maybe I want you to show me what it's like to be a little dark.”

Sylas glanced down at her hand briefly before looking back to Evelyn. Her smirk brought a smile to his own lips. My my was she good at the game. If he was a more simple man, she'd have him wrapped around her finger already. Those blue eyes, fiery hair and straight forward nature was magnetic. "Would that be so bad?" He asked as his free hand gently brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. "The darkness can be quite... satisfying," he added as he lowered his hand, letting his finger tips brush her arm on their way back down to his side.

Then, she finally let the facade fall and the truth come out. “You're my newest subject of interest.” Sylas liked how she could play his game, yet also give him the truth. She gave him the same respect he gave her. Neither one of them had a reason to lie... They could see through the bullshit and get down to the truth. He liked that. “If I bother you, however...” With that, she turned from Sylas and went to look out over the Acropolis where the trial would be held.

Sylas gave it a moment, let her words set in and let her have the illusion that he was thinking it over. He slid his hands into his pockets and slowly followed after her, stopping a few feet behind Evelyn. "And perhaps you're my new subject of interest..." He dared a glance over his shoulder toward the commotion but by that point it had all died down. What really caught his attention was the sight of his sister wondering in the direction that Trinity was dragged off in. "Plus, I'll have you know... That I have not used my abilities since I've stepped foot on Olympus." He then raised his hand and crossed his heart. "Scouts honor."

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Heath was very annoyed with the blonde's choice of words regarding his relationship with Iliana. One thing did stick out with him. She found him boring huh? It didn't surprise him since she probably thrived on causing things to happen and he knew he was as straight-laced as they come. When she commented on not having any parents though and was actually truthful about it, his only reaction was a raise of the eyebrows. He already narrowed down that this girl was either a child of Eris or Hera due to them being able to influence people in a negative light. His gut told him Hera. He knew a bit about Hera through his mother and how the two tolerated each other at best and at times had a bit of a rivalry. The idea though that someone like Hera would neglect to watch over her own children didn't sit well with him. Heck even his mother, who was almost always busy, tried seeing him several times a year at least. This would explain why the blonde had no reservations in doing what she wanted though. She had no boundaries set to begin with. This still didn't excuse her behavior. Her lie about 'having more fun' was even more telling. Having no parent to watch over her, she obviously had to fend for herself too.

Heath didn't have much time to think though when the blonde touched him and gave him an order to find out about something. Heath was glad he wasn't paying attention to what she was referring too. So the order itself didn't have much of an effect on him. He now knew how she was able to have an effect on him so quickly, she touched others. He would be wary of that. Seeing that the minx was gone, he looked around and saw Ethan talking with Zeus's son. He wouldn't worry about him. Looking around he saw Iliana and her mother handing out Wreathes. Seeing he wasn't needed, he decided to head for the trial and to 'find out what would happen' there. That blonde minx might be more clever then him, but he was much smarter than she thought. Besides, he had that famous Scottish Stubborn streak.

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When Ajax mentioned how the blonde could be Hera's daughter, Ethan had to agree with him. It made sense, considering what he knew about Hera. His mother mentioned how the two goddesses use to be close, but things changed when Zeus picked a mortal woman over her and she got super jealous. She never went into details, but it was obvious the whole ordeal hurt his mother.

And he nodded in understanding when Ajax told him he wasn't going to talk about recent events. Heck Ethan was holding back things about himself and his friends because he didn't know the demigod that well. The demigod made Ethan laugh though when he asked if his mother was single.

"Sorry man, my mom still loves my dad."

What he didn't add though was even though his father still loved Hestia, he was starting to feel unworthy of Hestia because while she still looked the same since the day they met, he was starting to get older, being in his late 40s. Ethan did wonder if it was possible for a mortal to be turned immortal. Oh he knew about Greek myth stories about ambrosia being the thing mortals ate, but he didn't know if that was an actual fact and was too nervous to ask Hestia about it.

After Iliana and her mother left, Ajax did confirm his name and started talking about his sister a bit before asking a favor of him to find Hecate. He then remembered why they were in Olympus. Alex's trial. And it seemed she had killed someone. Was it this Jennova that Ajax mentioned. And Ajax thought the reason Alex killed her was because of this bracelet? Deciding not to think about it since he wanted to not anything influence his thinking, he decided to try and help Ajax find Hecate.

"Okay I'll try to help, but um, I don't know what she looks like nor where she is actually. This is my first time to Olympus. Maybe she's already at the area where the trial will be. I know my mom and Athena are probably there now. Maybe we can ask one of them or any of the other gods?"

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Iliana was relieved when Andy accepted her wreath. Even though she didn't grin, her eyes lit up a bit at least. Demeter sighed. She would give anything to see her daughter smile again. Soon the brunette left them, wanting to check on her friend.

"Do you want to find Alex or Wes now Lia?" Demeter asked her daughter.

Iliana nodded and the two walk off. Lucky for them they found both Wes and Alex. This was right after Alex helped Wes put on his new arm and both caught Alex telling Wes to go hug someone. Demeter came forward first with Iliana hiding behind her mother again. She was still worried that Wes was mad at her.

"Well that arm fits you perfectly Wesley. Hephaestus's son created that right? Oh pardon the intrusion, but my name is Demeter and my daughter Iliana here wanted to give you two something since both of you have had a rough go recently. And Wesley, Iliana wanted to apologize if she upset you earlier too. Go on dearie."

Taking a deep breath, Iliana came out from behind her mother and handed out the two flower wreaths to Alex and Wes. After that exchange was done, she returned to her mother.

"There, that wasn't so bad. We'll leave you two alone now okay?"

And with that mother and daughter left, although Iliana looked back at Alex and Wes one more time. The two started heading for the trial's location themselves.

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Image Once back at Mount Olympus, he gently took a hold of his daughter's arm, causing her to flinch before she realised who had taken hold of her. "Forgive me, Wesley. I need to talk with my daughter before the trial. Ares... Athena..." he didn't need to say anything else to them, for they knew what they needed to do. They lead the other Campers to be seated around the upper level of the arena where the view of the entire trial would be seen clearly from there.

As Zeus and Alex headed to the lower section of the Acropolis to the ground level of the arena, the braziers flickered to life. It was a dark corridor with no windows, wide enough for a carriage with its dark stone walls. "I visited your mother's resting place today," he told her. "Such a beautiful and peaceful place."

"Yeah... it's always been her favorite. Father... I... do you still love Mom?"

"I do." he smiled. "I always have, and I always will. You remind me of her every day. I shall never forget the first day we met... or the day that you and Ajax were born. It was the happiest moments of my life. I was lucky to have such a woman fall in love with me. Even though she was only mortal, she was a Goddess to me. A beautiful, kind, strong-willed, and courageous woman, who stole my heart the second she smiled. Your mother was too good for this Earth. She'll be proud of you, Alex. I know this because I am too."

Image She lowered her head and walked right into her father's torso, her face hidden there as she allowed the tears to fall. His arm and hand cradled her head as he placed a kiss on the top of it. It wasn't just her father's words that had set her off or the trial... it was everything from last year.


"Now," he pulled her back gently, his hands resting over both of her shoulders before he cupped her face. "Prepare yourself. You can do this." he placed one kiss to her forehead before he headed out of the large doors to the arena.

She smiled a little, but it faded when she caught sight of Hades in the crowd before the doors shut behind her father. He had been looking straight at her with nothing but a cold stare. He was determined to see her downfall, and then, her brother's and father's.







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Image Her jaw clenched and twisted at the very thought of Hades doing his best to steer the trial in his favor. Others would watch and listen, blinded by his poisonous lies as he swayed the crowd to take his side with flowery words of reason, and Mason would turn on the charm alongside his father, changing the minds of those who once stood loyal to the children of Zeus.

She clenched her teeth behind her screwed up lips. It took everything inside of her to not allow her head to run from her with nothing but negative thoughts, but she couldn't stop it. She cried out as she violently threw her right fist forward into the closest wall, Knuckles crashing into the hard layer of marble. A loud crack, which echoed down the corridor, raced up the wall as she paused to look down at her knuckles covered in blood. Her nostrils flared with a heavy breath. It felt good. The adrenalin that rushed through her entire body, the urge to pummel a God into next week felt good. She pictured Hades trapped beneath her, while over, and over the power behind each punch dug a deeper hole into the wall with blood that dripped onto the floor.

It was not long before Hurried footsteps headed in her direction from behind her, followed by two hands that seized her. They pulled her back with almost no effort at all. "Stop!" Ajax yelled as she became restrained to his strength. He was stronger due to being older, and more advanced in his training. "Deep breaths." he told her, yet again. Her brother had stopped her so many times from going too far, and once he thought she had calmed down, he let her go and watched as she turned to face him. "You done?" she nodded in reply. "Good." he tossed the bracelet to her, which she took hold of once it hit her chest. We found Hecate, but it's not good news... the bracelet was cursed, but it isn't anymore."

Alex threw the damn thing to the ground. "How am I supposed to convince everyone now?"

Ajax sighed. "I don't know. You'll still have people on your side, Al."

"Lucky me." she sighed this time and headed over to the arena doors, bracing her hands against it. Zeus had finished with setting up the trial no doubt since he was calling for her to join them. With her hands still braced against the door, she lovered her head and closed her eyes.

"You'll be okay." If only people could stop telling her that. It already wasn't okay. She should have never stepped in this place, to begin with. How was anyone ever going to forgive her after this? Ajax will always be known as the murderer's big brother.

she took a deep breath and pushed open the doors.

All eyes were on her as she made her way to the center of the arena.

Image She looked up into the crowd, taking in the faces that she wouldn't likely see again, and the faces she was happy to never see again. She found herself glaring in Mason's direction as Hades sat comfortably beside him. "Alexandria Valis. Daughter of Zeus." Ares's voice spoke, causing Alex to now look at him. "You stand trial for the murder of Jennova Ambers. Daughter of Hades, and sister to Mason. How do you plead?" At first, it seemed like a mortal courtroom with Areas as one of the judges lawyers.

Part of her wanted to just plead guilty, to give Mason and his father the benefit of her death. She, however, would happily be on her way to see her mother again... if the afterlife even existed. Her father never could speak of it, for it was against the rules no doubt.

If the fates had decided that today was her day... then so be it, but she wasn't going to go down without a good fight. She hadn't forgotten what Duke had told her, and that was the reason for her answer. "Not guilty." she replied with no hesitation as her father overwatched the entire thing from his throne. He clenched his fists in excitement, almost jumping up from where he sat. His little girl wasn't giving up.

"With the Gods and their children present... we all bare witness to her plead. Now..." he addressed the crowd once more. "Speak on behalf of yourself, or another... for, or against miss Valis."



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Sloane gave one final glance over her should toward Liam as she departed him before the company of two other women quickly joined him. Her right thumb stroked the palm of her left had as she walked, trying to keep her poise while her mind raced with thoughts. She hated using her abilities, it crawled under her skin like a disease turning her stomach, giving her cold sweats and made her hands clammy. Sloane could feel her face go pale, luckily though, she was already quite pale so she hoped it would not draw attention.

But what was almost stronger than the sickening sensation she got from using her abilities was the high. Sloane couldn't recall the last time she used them, willingly. It felt like what she'd imagine removing a corset would be like. You grow used to it while you're wearing it, but once you can remove the contraption it was euphoric. The sensation always made her second guess why she refused to use them in the first place. It must have been similar to what an addict felt when they shot up for the first time after being sober for months.

It was like Sloane could breathe for the first time in who knows how long. And for a moment, she enjoyed the freedom of it. There was no wonder why her brother never held himself back... Beyond his own sociopathic tendencies, the sensation was like nothing else. Sloane enjoyed the feeling for the brief moment she had it before she was met by her brother's own curious gaze. He could tell by one look if she was using again and he knew. But the grin on his face showed he had no idea how and that, while he hoped it was to his aid, it was quite the opposite.

She didn't linger like the other campers, instead making her way into the arena finding a seat toward the back where she might be lucky enough to be ignored. Sloane didn't understand why her presence was required in Olympus. She knew little to nothing about the Valises, aside from the fact that over half of the drama at the camp seemed to revolve around them. While she herself couldn't care less about the proceedings and their outcome, she knew her brother was most likely foaming at the mouth to witness a trial in Olympus.

"Alexandria Valis. Daughter of Zeus. You stand trial for the murder of Jennova Ambers. Daughter of Hades, and sister to Mason. How do you plead?"

"Not guilty." Alex's response didn't surprise her. Sloane didn't know many people who would admit guilt to a crime, especially murder.

Then Ares did what she wasn't expecting... He asked them to speak up for or against the Valis girl. "With the Gods and their children present... we all bare witness to her plead. Now... Speak on behalf of yourself, or another... for, or against miss Valis." Sloane found herself sitting more upright in her seat, leaning forward as her gaze scanned the others. She couldn't help but be curious at what the others would say.




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Alex laughed, which made Wes smile. He was glad he could get a smile out of her given the circumstances. "Let me help you," she said as she stepped forward and helped him remove his shirt. With the day he's had, he might worry about how it'd look to someone... to Trinity. But if she was going to get mad at him for getting help putting on a prosthetic arm, then there was no winning for him and he'd just have to accept it. "There." Wes tightened the straps before looking over the mechanical arm. "You're whole again... pun not intended."

Wes was able to make the arm move and fingers flex with ease. It worked like he never lost his arm in the first place. The workmanship was incredible. He'd be lucky if he could make a decent paper mache arm, but this was a piece of art. He carefully reached out with the new arm and slowly pulled on his T-shirt. But when he went to straighten it, the strength of prosthetic surprised him and ripped the fabric. "That'll take some getting used to," he laughed.

"Now go hug him." They both laughed before they were approached by two others.

Wes turned to find Iliana accompanied by a stunning red headed woman. "Well that arm fits you perfectly Wesley. Hephaestus's son created that right?"

"He did. I'll have to figure out a way to thank him," Wes replied with a slight smile.

"Oh pardon the intrusion, but my name is Demeter and my daughter Iliana here wanted to give you two something since both of you have had a rough go recently. And Wesley, Iliana wanted to apologize if she upset you earlier too. Go on dearie."

Wes smile faded slightly when Demeter mentioned Iliana. "It's not her fault... It's mine. I'm sorry," he apologized looking toward the girl as she hid behind her mother. "I just... I've had a hard day and when I'm mad, I'm not good company." He took the offered wreaths, placing one on Alex's head then gave her nose a boop with a smile. He wanted to keep her smiling as long as possible before the trial. Wes then put his own on and posed slightly. "How does it look?"

Then Demeter and Iliana were off. Several feet away, Iliana looked back towards Wes and when she did he gave a wave of his new arm and slight smile, hoping he didn't frighten her for good. It wasn't long before another God joined them, his presence startling Alex at first. "Forgive me, Wesley. I need to talk with my daughter before the trial. Ares... Athena..."

"Just one second your Lordships? Sirs?' Wes didn't know how to address them, but he brushed it off and pulled Alex in for a hug, being careful to be gentle with his new arm. He didn't care if he kept them waiting, he wanted her to know that he was there. "I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you." He sighed before finally releasing her and letting her rejoin her father along with the other Gods.

Wes slowly made his way over to Duke who was accompanied by a dark haired male he hadn't met before. "They came for her," he said toward the son of Hephaestus before looking toward the stranger. "I'm Wes," he extended his prosthetic arm, then quickly withdrew it. "Uh sorry, it seems Duke here makes a good product and I need to learn its strength."

"Thanks, by the way," Wes said as he looked back toward Duke. Then he pulled the brute in for a hug. Duke never seemed like the hugging type, but Wes was and Alex seemed to the like the idea of it, so... for her. "Promised Alex I'd give you a hug," he laughed. His gaze drifted between the two before focusing back on the friend before him. "Do you mind if I sit with you?... I... Think it'd be easier for her if she could see us all together to support her."

Wes slowly made his way to the arena, walking in stride with Duke. He made his way to a seat that was as close as possible, wanting to be within Alex's line of sight incase she needed a friend or support, or just to know that they were there. The Gods didn't hesitate to get things started, even asking Alex if she was innocent or guilty. A little of his own tension seized when she said innocent. That was one step in the right direction, if even a small one. But then the worst part came... where they could speak for or against her. There was no doubt that Mason and Hades would speak out toward her guilt.

He didn't wait, standing up quickly to be one of the first to speak. Wes didn't care if he was jumping the gun, but he had to support her. "I'm Wesley Preston... Not that that matters," he waved it off. Who he was wasn't important. "Alex is my best friend. She is a good and kind person, who would sooner fall on her blade for someone else rather than be the one to take a life. There is no way that she did this without being under the influence of someone else. I would stake my life on her innocence." Wes then looked down toward Alex, giving her a slight smile. "She's not a murderer."




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“Since you've stepped foot on Olympus? A whole thirty minutes?”

Then a blonde join them, no doubt the blonde that started this whole game of cat and mouse between himself and Evelyn. She placed her hand on top of Sylas's when he crossed his heart. “Don’t promise something like that, it’s not good for the soul.” He wasn't the type to make a scene, but the blunt forwardness made his brows furrow as he took a slight step back to keep the blonde and red head within his line of sight.

Before he addressed Eve, he glanced back to Evelyn with a grin and a nod of his head. "Touché," Sylas said in regards to her previous comment. He could allow her to win that round. Every gentleman lets the lady win now and then. Plus it looked as though this blonde wasn't going to let them continue their little game of intrigue without her own presence.

“Did you and Mase have much of a chance to chat earlier?" Sylas cocked his head to the side slightly. This girl was not subtle. Where did she get off thinking she had any right to knowledge about his own private conversations? “I just wonder what two chaps like you would have to talk about. Do tell us.” Eve then brushed her fingertip along his arm and there it was. That electricity he felt whenever Sloane and himself tried to use their magic against one another.

Sylas let out a genuine chuckle as he looked toward Eve with a smug arrogance, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh, honey, you didn't think that was going to work did you?" He then made a clicking nose with his tongue before he continued. "Last time I checked, my private conversations are none of your business." And that was the truth of it. And although the addition of the mischievous blonde peaked his interest, Sylas found himself slightly on edge ready to move. He knew people like this girl, like himself... And when they are denied what they want they find other means. And though he has no right to keep Evelyn from Eve's grasp, he wouldn't let her get the brunt of it because of words he said.

He watched as Eve shifted her attention toward Evelyn, and although he could take that as a sign to leave, he didn't. Sylas instead stood there and observed. After all, this was whom Evelyn wanted him to tame. “You were right, this is more satisfying than crisps. However, I was hoping to beg a slight favour from the daughter of Nemesis.” Sylas looked between the two, yet remained silent... observing. You may have noticed. Certain gifts of mine haven’t been working too well on certain individuals. I’m looking for an explanation, and well, you strike me as a woman in the know."

“You’d have to compel me or show me my destiny in exchange to get that.”

Sylas extended his hand out to cover Evelyn's before Eve had a chance to use it to her advantage. "I don't think that would be the best idea." Luckily, the red head retracted her hand, only teasing Eve rather than actually letting the woman compel her. And when the blonde didn't take the bate, he slowly retracted his hand but continued to watch their interactions like a hawk.

“I think I know what you remind me of... A child that doesn't get their way for the first time in their spoiled life, demanding to know why things didn't happen as they wanted.” Sylas couldn't help but smirk slightly. Well, he was pleasantly surprised to know that she was fiery, not only in appearances. He was tempted to laugh, but decided to remain silent. “Besides, you didn't even say please.”

“This is the big leagues, you're not playing with mortals anymore. Maybe if you told me who you were targeting I'd give you some tips.” Sylas looked over to Evelyn. Now she was giving tips to the blonde that she wanted him to tame. Curious? Did she have a dark side indeed? Or was this all part of her own master plan?

Then Evelyn motioned to him. He perked up slightly, raising a brow and smirking. “Take this fine gentleman here for example, who is smart and crafty at the least." He chuckled softly, glancing down for a brief moment as an act of modesty. He didn't know her game, but part of him didn't mind being an instrument for a stunning woman to make a point... Or whatever else. “You need tact to match his. A bit of spontaneity to keep him on his toes but...let him think he has ultimate control. I think he loves control like he loves his cards close to his chest.”

Sylas rested his chin in his palm as he watched her try to demystify him, studying her intently. Brains and beauty, if he didn't know better, Evelyn was the femme fatale out of the two women before him. “Am I close?”

"More or less," he replied, smiling toward the red head. Sylas then looked back toward the blonde, adding his own final assessment. "I might add that you're not being very... subtle. Your pretty face might not last much longer if you do not learn some tact." It was then that he noticed the other campers and Gods making their way to the arena. The trial must be starting soon, and he did not want to miss that. He gave Evelyn another glance like a silent invitation to join him if he wished before looking toward Eve one final time. "Contrary to what you've been lead to believe... Not everyone can be your puppet. Maybe you should refresh your knowledge of the Gods."




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Andy stood back quietly as Trinity vented, letting all her anger come out as she shouted toward her father. Not that she was mad at the God, but needed to let it all out. Andy understood. In her present circumstance, screaming at someone sounded wonderful. But it wasn't the time, not for her. So, instead she stood silent letting her rage overflow and Ares to help reassure Trinity in a way that she couldn't.

Ares didn't seem pleased with her arrival, letting out a sigh and straightening. His gaze was harsh, even if he didn't mean it to as he looked at Andy. She wanted to apologize and back out of the room but Trinity spoke up before herself or the God before her could. “No, no, I think we're done here.”

Andy went to follow after Trinity, but was briefly stopped by Ares when he spoke to her and Liam. "Keep her from punching anyone else." The son of Ares gave a thumbs up in response.

But Andy snorted, bringing her hand up to her mouth to keep herself from laughing. "Sorry sir," she mumbled into her hand and followed after Trinity. What was she supposed to do? Trinity was stronger than her, and she knew damn well if she got in the way of her friend kicking someone's ass, she'd probably get punched in the process. She quickly caught back up with Trinity, lacing their arms together. Andy needed the closeness and comfort of a friend, and she could only imagine the feisty Ares girl needed the same.

Trinity motioned her thumb toward Sloane who was walking away from them. “What'd she want?”

“Oh, I think she was lookin’ for someone else and I scared the lass away.”

"Well, you are a little intimidating," Andy commented. She then held up her thumb and index finger measuring a small amount in the air. "Just a bit," she added with a playful smile as she looked between them.

"Let's get our asses to the Trial, aye?” They all but took a step in the direction of the Acropolis when Liam stopped and turned to ask them another question. “What was her name, by the way?”

Andy glanced over at Trinity, quirking a brow. Was he interested or something? That would be a curious pairing, no doubt. Sloane was so small compared to Liam he could practically scoop her up and put her in his pocket. "Sloane... I honestly don't know her lastname..." Her brows furrowed together as she thought on it more. "Or her parentage. I've been... preoccupied." She sighed softly, quickly flashing the best smile she could manage, under the circumstances.

She started to make her way toward the Acropolis where the trial was going to be held, trying to keep her attention forward. But just for a brief moment, she glanced over her shoulder. Her grip on Trinity's arm tightened slightly as she looked between Mason and Ajax, before she quickly turned her attention back ahead. Andy gave herself a moment to try and push whatever thoughts she had to the back of her mind and put on the smile she perfected over the past year. The one that said she was ok, even though deep down... She wasn't. Andy then leaned her head slightly toward Trin as they walked, whispering low enough that only herself and perhaps Liam would hear. "If your father smites me for accidentally laughing in his face, you'd mourn me... right?" She laughed. Andy was doing what she always did, relying on humor to cover her own problems. But right now, in Olympus... It was necessary.

Andy slowly made her way to the Acropolis. She didn't know how to feel now that they all were there. Her hands were shaking slightly as she followed the others to their sitting area around the arena. Should she say anything once the trial was underway? Whether or not she spoke, no matter what she did, someone will be angry with her... There was nothing she could do without hurting someone else. Andy hadn't realized that she still clung to Trinity's arm, probably tighter as they drew closer. "Sorry... If you don't want to stay, I won't stop you. You could slip out without anyone noticing... I have to stay. I don't know if I would forgive myself if I didn't speak... the truth."

She slowly released her friends arm and continued forward into the arena. Her gaze quickly found Ajax and Mason, but her feet carried her far away. Andy took a seat on the far side of the arena, by herself. Her fingers twiddled in her lap, while her leg bounced nervously. "Alexandria Valis. Daughter of Zeus." Ares voice was loud and commanded silence among everyone in the arena. "You stand trial for the murder of Jennova Ambers. Daughter of Hades, and sister to Mason. How do you plead?"

Andy's gaze drifted from the God the brunette before him. "Not guilty."

"With the Gods and their children present... we all bare witness to her plead. Now... Speak on behalf of yourself, or another... for, or against miss Valis."

She sat there in silence, watching others as they stood up and they made their cases for or against. Andy tried not to look toward neither Ajax or Mason, she didn't need either one of them clouding her mind. The anxiety was building in her and before she could let it make her second guess her decision, she stood up. All eyes quickly shifted to her, causing her face to flush and her knees to tremble. "I uh... I'm Andromeda Bolton," she introduced herself. She wasn't sure if it was necessary or not, but anything she knew of human court involved stating your name for the record. So, it couldn't hurt.

"I was the first person at the scene... I thought it might be beneficial to recount what I witnessed." It was difficult for Andy to remain standing tall, to not fidget or stare at the ground. Everyone's gaze drilled into her, judgemental, curious, angered and every other emotion in between. "I remember it started to rain... There was limited visibility, almost like walking through a blizzard. I somehow wondered my way to Jennova's cabin where I found her... them." She took a deep breath as images flashed before her eyes like it was yesterday. "Alex stood on the porch to Jennova's cabin. And Jennova... She was on the ground, decapitated."

She swallowed, raising her shaking hand to brush a lock of hair behind her ear. "I then went and got Ajax. When I returned... I buried her," Andy had to force the words out. "Jennova was unarmed. It looked like a murder... in cold blood." With nothing to add, she quickly sat back down hoping to disappear amongst the others in the arena. Andy didn't dare glance over at the gods or the other campers, not wishing to see their reactions to the words she spoke.

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“Oh, I think she was lookin’ for someone else and I scared the lass away.” Made sense. Liam wasn't the most approachable guy.

“Well, you are a little intimidating. Just a bit,” Andy said, speaking her mind. Trinity smiled and drew her own gap using her arms.

“Let's get our asses to the Trial, aye?”

Yeah, it wasn't actually much of a choice now was it, she wanted to grumble but refrained.

“What was her name, by the way?”

Even if Liam hadn't stopped, his inquiry brought Trinity to a halt in itself. Then she met Andy's look and it seemed they were on level with each other again. “Sloane... I honestly don't know her lastname... Or her parentage. I've been... preoccupied.”

She mentally self-fived for getting a reserved demigod's name right. She kinda lived in her violent bubble but she picked up on names pretty quickly, particularly when it came to teams and Trinity wanted to anticipate who was friend and foe in a game like capture the flag. Still, she knew jack all about Sloane beyond her first name. Another factor Andy and Trinity had in common was going through their own rough patches: being preoccupied as Andy put it, and Andy's was hella lot busier than her.

Trinity followed blindly and let herself be led by an anxious Andy, feeling her grip tighten now and then on her arm that already had claw marks and bruises. Trinty put her free hand over Andy's and would have given her strength if it was the kind she needed. “If your father smites me for accidentally laughing in his face, you'd mourn me... right?”

“So badly. Especially when there are so many others to smite first.” It wasn't nice or joking enough to lighten the atmosphere. “Like...bad drivers,” she added. Man, did they piss the world off. Probably just as well Trinity didn't have the power of the Gods.

They drew closer and closer and Andy's grip tightened more on her arm. It didn't hurt, but it still drew a frown in confusion from Trinity. She wasn't a mind reader to know why Andy was so worked up about it. “Andy, you're not the one on trial, you know that right?”

Then finally before they entered the arena, she snapped out of her little anxious spell. “Sorry... If you don't want to stay, I won't stop you. You could slip out without anyone noticing... I have to stay. I don't know if I would forgive myself if I didn't speak... the truth.”

Trinity nodded and smiled at her friend. Andy slipped forward while Trinity hung back, mulling it over in her mind. She glanced to Liam. Would the same apply to him? Would he let her head back? It wasn't a life or death choice but Trinity acted as though it was, really weighing the pros and cons. At the current time, she was living a pretty good philosophy, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything. She wasn't sure that would hold in the trial though.

“Err, I have to watch.” She knew if she didn't, she'd feel guilty later on for not supporting her friend. Or even regret witnessing the grim outcome of the trial. As much as she craved her space, this was more important. “Maybe you should sit next to me so I can look like an angel and folks can remember what a real threat looks like,” she said. Plus, he was the perfect 'don't come near me' barrier. She started to walk again even if it was reluctant.

“Of course,” she spun on her heels to face her brother, “you don't have to.” He probably knew that but in case there was any obligation cause family loyalty and all that fun stuff. “If you'd rather sit with a certain brunette that's like, this high and this shape,” Trinity drew some rough measurements with her arms and chuckled, “I won't blame you.” Though Sloane appeared quiet to Trinity, she was probably better in the terms of company.

The time for jokes had quickly disappeared as the trial had begun and Trinity fell into a seat near Andy. She didn't quite reach beside her friend, but she was around, a couple of rows back. Then the test began for Trinity to keep her mouth closed, or at least until she could figure out how to say what she wanted. Wes spoke up. Quick to kiss Alex's a- his arm! Trinity almost smiled for him. He wasn't disadvantaged anymore. Daily chores would be easier and it looked wicked. Then she remembered they were hardly on speaking terms and he scored himself a date with another blonde.

Trinity gave it a little more of a brew for a couple seconds then spoke, “Look,” Trinity rose then rolled her eyes getting the formalities out of the way, “- Trinity Wallace, Daughter of Ares. I don't know much about the actual events except word of mouth. Mason, Theo and myself were absent on a mission. I know Alex killed Jennova, but that doesn't make her a murderer. She doesn't have murderous tendencies, trust me I know. If anything, after she killed Jennova, was when she became a little unhinged. But I'm a strong believer of an eye for an eye, and I'm not sure who started it. So either payback is due and she should face some form of punishment in the eyes of the Gods, or Alex ended the cycle with Jennova.” That was more inserting her two cents in the suggestion box than speaking for or against Alex. Personally, given how it all happened, she thought Alex should have faced some punishment regardless.

Not long after Trinity had sat, Andy spoke. solidifying Alex in the wrong. “That's rough, killing someone unarmed with their sibling out of town,” she mumbled. Even Liam and Trinity gave the opponent a chance. Then again, part of Alex's unhingement was her rambling on about getting proof and finding herself so maybe there wasn't fair play all around. And maybe Trinity was just in the mood for others to have pain inflicted upon them.

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"I'm Wesley Preston... Not that that matters," Alex never liked him doing that to himself, talking like he didn't matter. He did matter, and he was just as important to the Camp as anyone else. "Alex is my best friend. She is a good and kind person, who would sooner fall on her blade for someone else rather than be the one to take a life. There is no way that she did this without being under the influence of someone else. I would stake my life on her innocence." He looked towards her, giving her a slight smile which she returned. "She's not a murderer." Alex looked to the Gods that stood in the room. She tried to see if she could make out their reactions to Wes's words, but none of them even flickered any clue of emotion. Still, Wes had done his best to voice his thoughts about her, to try and show the rest of the room that she really wasn't a monster.

Duke came second. "I'm Duke Loycen, son of Hephaestus. I've known Alex for a couple of years, enough to say I know her well. Commonly, there's signs of a killer being born or a sociopath and she displayed and even now displays none of that. She's not a murderer or a monster. I know that hurting Jennova weighs on her conscience, so I don't think it was deliberate and I don't think it was premeditated. Killing isn't in her or her instinct. Something must have pushed her, whether circumstances or a person." He sat back down, and with his eyes on her, Alex smiled. She felt proud of both, him, and Wes. Both of them had stood up before everyone and not cared about what others might think of them for taking a 'murderers' side.

It was a good start, but Andy soon leveled everything with her speech. Of course, she would take Mason's side, but had they forgotten that Hades also tried to kill Ajax before Andy placed herself in harms way instead? It should have been Hades standing trial. Not Alex, who took in a deep breath to ready herself to hear what Andy now had to say. "I was the first person at the scene... I thought it might be beneficial to recount what I witnessed. I remember it started to rain... blood. There was no visibility, like walking through a blizzard. I somehow wondered my way to Jennova's cabin where I found her... them. Alex stood on the porch to Jennova's cabin. And Jennova... She was on the ground, decapitated. I then went and got Ajax. When I returned... I buried her. Jennova was unarmed. It looked like a murder... in cold blood." Alex remembered it now her memories were back in full swing, which is the reason why she lost most of her sanity. All of the memories hitting her like a sledgehammer to the gut with no intervals to catch her breath. Still, even if the memories had formed slowly over time, it still wouldn't have made a difference. She still felt guilt and disgust for taking another's life.

She could still picture the way it happened, blood, Jennova's blood, dripping from the blade of her sword. If she was murderous, then she would have killed Andy for bearing witness to a murder that Alex did not commit alone. "Trust you to take lover-boy's side." Ajax said, glaring at Andy without turning his head completely.

"Son.. be silent." Zeus warned, which caused Ajax to clench his jaw as he now kept silent and waited for an opportunity to make his own speech.

“Look- Trinity Wallace, Daughter of Ares. I don't know much about the actual events except word of mouth. Mason, Theo and myself were absent on a mission. I know Alex killed Jennova, but that doesn't make her a murderer. She doesn't have murderous tendencies, trust me I know. If anything, after she killed Jennova, was when she became a little unhinged. But I'm a strong believer of an eye for an eye, and I'm not sure who started it. So either payback is due and she should face some form of punishment in the eyes of the Gods, or Alex ended the cycle with Jennova.”

Alex wouldn't blame her if she decided to take Mason's side, or anyone for standing up for those they cared for since those who cared about Alex were only doing the same. However, Trinity's words had actually surprised her. She was smart to not go by hear-say. Trinity had placed herself in the neutral zone, so to speak. She hadn't been there, so to blame Alex outright without bearing witness, would have been crazy.

The newest campers seemed to be talking quietly among themselves, probably to try and guess if Alex was actually guilty of the crimes she had been committed with.

Many years ago, there was one God which had gone against the laws of their cosmos. He had slaughtered so many mortals, all because they chose to no longer worship him. This angered Zeus. This particular God was not placed on trial, for his actions were evidence that he had done it deliberately, and showed no remorse for his actions. Zeus destroyed him where he stood, and he was never mentioned in Mount Olympus again. Though he swore, that if anyone broke the laws again... he'd make them stand trial. That murderous god, the rotten apple of their roots had once been Zeus's friend. He couldn't allow that fate for his child, especially when part of her still remained.


Image The trial didn't seem too bad, but as soon as Hades stood to speak, Alex imagined she could feel the earth beneath her beginning to slowly open up to swallow her. Her soul would be damned to the firery depths of Tartarus, where Hades would never allow her to see the light again, or her mother who was hopefully at peace in the fields of Elysium, which is Persephone's domain - gifted my Hades himself. The snake opened his mouth and began to poison the ears of those who chose to listen. "I will remind those present that this trial isn't about intentions and an individual's belief, but the actions of the Daughter of Zeus. We all know what that was, and as a result, I have no daughter anymore. And he, without a sister. In robbing this one life, you have robbed others and you have forbidden growth. Jennova was a girl. Around the same age as the children present, no more powerful, no wiser. She attended this Camp because she wanted to better herself, like many demigods. Even I thought it would be a sanctuary, but it appears it is where the vile are permitted to roam." Alex remained silent, tears falling down her cheeks as Hades's words cut into the most. She thought that was the end until Mason added his own words. All of it made her feel even worse.

She could no longer look at anyone. Her gaze remained focused on the sand floor of the arena, wishing it would really open up and swallow her this time. Her heart felt like it was crushing along with her lungs. She held her hand over her chest, steadying her racing heart, and struggled breath.

Her brother was the last to stand. "Ajax Valis. Son of Zeus." he still didn't like saying that, still held a grudge against his father like an immature child, but this time... he finally decided to let it go. "You all forget, that it was Alex who did her best to keep everyone safe last year. She held the biggest threat back with me and our father, placing her own life at risk for everyone else to stand a chance. She held them back so the others could take out the lesser threats. Alex has been nothing but kind, and for a sudden change of personality, surely people should know that isn't right. No one can suddenly change overnight, especially when she's been such a lovely person her entire life. She was a rebel during her teen years before attending Camp Athens, but that doesn't mean she is a murderer. We all have a past.. every single one of us. Does that determine who we are, and who we choose to be now?" he sat down, fists clenched. He didn't want to take it any further, scared that he might say something he'd later regret. Her brother's words were honest, but it didn't seem to be enough. Even with Duke and Wes on her side, it just didn't seem to do her justice.


Image This was it. As Ares stepped down from the podium, Alex squeezed her eyes shut tightly, begging beneath her breath, sobbing as she readied herself for the fateful blow... but it didn't come.

She opened her eyes and looked up. Ares had taken hold of her arm instead, and lead her over to the luminescent liquid that filled the large basin. Were they going to drown her in that thing? without a word, he let her go and held out his hand, signaling for her to step into it. So she did.

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Image She stood there, looking down into the basin as silence fell on the room. All eyes remained on her, and it wasn't long before the room also grew dark with only the Pensieve's light to be seen.

Memories began to form. They spiraled up before her which gave the others the insight of what exactly Alex was seeing. It formed clear images of the past, followed by whispers until they turned into voices, voices that echoed clearly around the room. Zeus swallowed as he recalled Susanna's voice.

"Alex!" she rushed over, both of her arms held open wide to embrace her child. With her cheek pressed against her mother's shoulder, Alex closed her eyes as her own arms wrapped around her mother's slender frame. Already, she hated this. The warmth of her mother's love was never forgotten. Not even the scent of her perfume that had been embedded in her skin and clothes. It had been a Greek flower - An Iris - one of her father's chosen favorites from Aphrodite's garden. "I take it the camp allowed you to finish and come home for the holidays?"

"Yes."

Susanna frowned. "What's wrong? are you not excited to be home? you and your brother get to spend time with me until you have to go back. We can plan something together. What do you think? Alex?"

She felt her hand squeeze around the handle of the blade she had suddenly picked up, and before her mother could even get the chance to leave, Alex began to plunge the knife repeatedly into her mother's stomach as she remained emotionless, even while her mother screamed in pain.

Susanna fell to the floor, bleeding to death as she begged for help, but Alex just stood there. She watched as her mother reached out toward her, her bloody fingers gripping at the bottom of her trousers. "Please..." she begged again, right before Alex finished it and exited the kitchen, leaving her mother's lifeless body in a pool of blood.

Image Part of her that remained in the present, stepped back and screamed out. She couldn't believe she was seeing her mother dead like that for the first time. That memory had kept itself from her... until now. "No!!" she wailed. Athena quickly moved to her side to support her.

"It's okay.. keep going." she whispered into her ear. "Dig a little deeper." but Alex didn't want to.

"No, stop! please... let me take a break. Please." she begged. Athena looked up at Zeus. He nodded once to give her the all-clear, so Athena gently leads Alex out of the memories.



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“More or less,” Sylas responded, making her smile. She'd take it. “I might add that you're not being very... subtle. Your pretty face might not last much longer if you do not learn some tact.” And she thought she had been unkind, holding Eve in similar regards to a child. But it was a potential reality for the daughter of Hera.

Evelyn so much as shifted her weight to follow Sylas before, true to her nature, Eve didn't respond so well to the comments made. “God, Look at you both. Standing there so self-serious. You make something that is supposed to fun, tedious and boring. Speaking with big words and double meanings rather than actually doing anything.”

Evelyn tilted her head. What exactly was supposed to be fun that they made tedious and boring? “We're sorry you feel that way,” Evelyn offered emptily. The words were unapologetic and instead translated to we're not changing for your benefit. Gods, more double meaning. Consider her called out to a degree.

When Eve's eyes moved to Sylas, she quickly understood the first jab must have been more for her and Sylas's was impending. “And you, you fancy yourself a little mastermind of some imaginary game you’re playing?” She laughed then approached Sylas's ear to have some more intimate words with him.

“Contrary to what you've been lead to believe... Not everyone can be your puppet. Maybe you should refresh your knowledge of the Gods.”

Just give her the answers Sylas, but it didn't matter for all Eve called over her shoulder was, “I prefer to think of them as dolls.”

Evelyn tried her very best not to break out into a grin watching Eve wander off to a new victim and lick her wounds. She didn't often take such pleasure in another's faults, but Eve was so remorseless and shameless and just herself. “You try to help a girl and she thinks you're playing 'riddle me this'. If I didn't know better, I'd say you upset her.” They hadn't blatantly told Eve what the problem was but they very well pointed her in the right mind path.

Once again Evelyn let herself be guided by Sylas into the arena. As she settled in, she couldn't remove her gaze from him and of course, it was rude to stare, but it was a compliment to ponder. “You have much explaining to do,” she forewarned him and let a hint of a smile cross her lips before her eyes turned on Alexandria as the trial began.

Many spoke for her, claiming she was a good person at heart and this event held some extraneous variable propelling Alex into her actions. In the hall, even Ajax had said something about believing an item to be cursed by Hades. In Evelyn's version of court or a trial, the only thing that would truly stand and make a difference was hard evidence, or at least, a compelling argument. When did Ajax intend to show the bracelet? Unless it didn't give him all the answers he could hope. It was silly placing so much faith in one theory.

Evelyn's thumb tapped on her lips as emotions got involved. Mason chose to refer to the son of Hecate as dead because of the Valises and her gaze flickered to Keith. There were so many kinds of death after all. Reluctantly she tore her eyes from the boy with glasses to focus back on the present talkers. Then Ajax spoke, who still didn't bring the cursed item into the argument. She couldn't follow their logic, a trial was no time to withhold information. Then the Gods introduced the Pensieve luckily, and it allowed a large peek, larger than what would have been welcomed, into Alex's actions. Evelyn's eyes widened at the brutal attack and she sat straighter, thumb glued to her bottom lip in shock. If these were the moments prior, it was no wonder they thought her cursed. The shock factor took Evelyn's keen eye for detail out of the equation, however.

Alex begged for a break and her wish was granted. Evelyn sighed mixed with disappointment and relief as her hand finally moved to cup her own neck. Gods knew how long the intermission would be. She looked around to the rest of them, avoiding Sylas's eyes should he share an insensitive comment about the scene that unravelled before him. At the same time, it was important not to tip any weights so he could appear more favourable in her mind. Let it be raw. “Entertained so far?” she inquired, looking at him finally.

“Also, I am terribly curious to see what you think of my matchmaking skills.” Evelyn gestured to Eve, who now latched to a boy whose name she couldn't recall. But he looked relatively vulnerable to the charms of a woman. He was definitely someone to stroke the blonde's ego. “But I'm most curious,” she smiled knowing she was daring Sylas to answer her again, “to know why you interfered with Eve. That hand intercept of yours could almost be seen as a preserving move. Now, a man's intentions can remain his own, but if you don't tell me I'll just assume you have a secret soft spot for me,” she stated, mocking a matter of fact tone.


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Sloane watched as the proceedings of the trial began to get underway. She half paid attention, but another part of her didn't see the significance in her being there. Perhaps a third party point of view was needed? Some neutral view like Switzerland that wouldn't be bias to the Valises holier than thou aura or the dark pull of the son of Hades. But in her mind, she couldn't care less of the outcome. It seemed no matter how many unbiased parties were present, the verdict would still be decided upon with a swayed heart.

Movement out of the corner of her eye brought Sloane out of her own head. She slowly looked over in time to see Pete making his way straight toward her, even taking a seat beside her. "Well," she said to him without looking away from the trial as she crossed her right leg over her left. "You aren't very smart, are you?" A rhetorical question asked quietly, so only he could hear, in regards to her previous comment in their earlier conversation.

Her right foot gently bounced as she continued to watch as, one after another, people spoke up in favor or against. When Trinity spoke up, Sloane noticed Pete shift beside her finally deciding to speak to her. “Reckon she did it?” he asked quietly, showing some respect for the proceedings at hand.

Sloane slowly leaned back in her seat, she was about to give her own opinion when Andy spoke up. The words the nervous girl said got her undivided attention. That perspective definitely seemed to change her view on many things. Up until that point everyone spoke on feelings and emotions, rather unimportant things when it comes to facts and witness accounts. But this... this was real evidence, or something to actually go off to say the least.

She waited through the rest of the pomp and circumstance, even through Alex's memories being put on display for the rest of them. Then finally it seemed the girl couldn't handle much more and a recess had been called. With that Sloane let herself relax back into her seat and looked over at Pete. "Well I agree with Liv, that evidence is needed to some extent. But from where I'm sitting, the question isn't whether or not Alex killed this Jennova, but if the intentions were her own."

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Wes sat back down. He had no idea if what he said was going to be helpful or not. The court in Olympus seemed different than what he was used to seeing when he saw his father work back home. His fingers mindlessly ran across the surface of his new arm as he watched Duke move to his feet. "I'm Duke Loycen, son of Hephaestus. I've known Alex for a couple of years, enough to say I know her well. Commonly, there's signs of a killer being born or a sociopath and she displayed and even now displays none of that. She's not a murderer or a monster. I know that hurting Jennova weighs on her conscience, so I don't think it was deliberate and I don't think it was premeditated. Killing isn't in her or her instinct. Something must have pushed her, whether circumstances or a person."

“Look.” Wes's heart nearly skipped a beat when he heard her speak. He slowly spun around in his seat, looking toward Trinity as she addressed the crowd. “- Trinity Wallace, Daughter of Ares. I don't know much about the actual events except word of mouth. Mason, Theo and myself were absent on a mission. I know Alex killed Jennova, but that doesn't make her a murderer. She doesn't have murderous tendencies, trust me I know. If anything, after she killed Jennova, was when she became a little unhinged. But I'm a strong believer of an eye for an eye, and I'm not sure who started it. So either payback is due and she should face some form of punishment in the eyes of the Gods, or Alex ended the cycle with Jennova.”

Her words were true, not that he necessarily agreed with her perspective but he couldn't deny some of what she said. The truth of the matter was... Well no one knew the truth and how could they? Either way, he knew Alex was not a murderer, and if she took Jennova's life with her own hands then it wasn't on her decision, something else was at play. He could only hope that this trial got to the bottom of it.

It then seemed that the opinions went from positive to negative as Andy stood up and spoke of her account with finding the crime. Wes never thought to ask her what she witnessed and it seemed that her honesty opened the flood gates for the more negative opinions, in particular Mason's. He shifted in his seat as he spoke his peace that he was entitled to. Wes felt sorry for him, for losing a sister. He had no idea what that felt like, similar to the argument he made when he addressed everyone. But he also felt that clouded Mason's judgement. If the son of Hades had a say in anything, Alex would be long dead as fair payment.

Wes sat upright in his seat, watching as Alex was guided to a pool of water. He winced and looked away as the memory showed Alex stabbing her own mother. When she begged to end it, to take a break, Wes nearly stood up and pleaded with her for them to give her a break. But thankfully, they finally listened to her cries and allowed for a break. He sighed, slouching back into his seat, raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. He hated all of this. It wasn't like watching the numerous court hearings his father worked at, this time he had a stake in it... this time the life of his closest friend was on the line and it took everything in him to not speak out of turn or yell at someone who called her a murderer.




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“God, Look at you both. Standing there so self-serious. You make something that is supposed to fun, tedious and boring. Speaking with big words and double meanings rather than actually doing anything.” Eve went defensive, like a caged animal, brushing everything off as good humor or what have you. It was to be expected from someone who could wrap most people around her finger. It was almost like a silent reminder to not let himself get that way. But unlike this impulsive woman before him, Sylas never did anything without a plan, and even then, he always had back ups for his back ups. After all, it couldn't hurt to be prepared.

“We're sorry you feel that way,” Evelyn responded.

Sylas couldn't help but smirk at the comments. "I can speak plainly for you, if you'd prefer. But I doubt you'd like it. Might upset your delicate nature."

“And you," Evangeline added looking toward him. Sylas even faked surprise, pointing to himself like she could have been referring to someone else in the surrounding area. "You fancy yourself a little mastermind of some imaginary game you’re playing?” She smirked and leaned in to whisper to him, although his present company could no doubt hear it as well. “I prefer playing games in the real world.”

"I'm not the one with one foot in the grave, love," Sylas replied. This time there was no smirk or hint of witty banter that crossed his face. Instead his expression was serious, perhaps even frightening. This child had no idea what she was playing at nor the stakes. Sylas did not care for the games she was playing at nor the outcome it meant for her. But he refused to let her sloppiness drag him down with her. "You're making enemies quick, and not the good ones. If you keep at it like a child, then it'll only be a matter of time before we're here for the trial of your murder."

The blonde strode away like she didn't have a care in the world, but Sylas wasn't an amateur. Every word shared between himself and Evelyn dug under her skin. He didn't care if she wished to play the game along side him, he liked competition. But she was sloppy and lacked tact. Her actions were gathering speed and soon enough the downward spiral would take anyone close along with it. If one person at the camp was discovered to be manipulating the others, who's to say that wouldn't also implicate himself or Sloane. His job was chaos, after all. And he couldn't do that from behind bars or in the grave. Silly child.

“You try to help a girl and she thinks you're playing 'riddle me this'. If I didn't know better, I'd say you upset her.”

"She could have said please and I would have enlightened her," he mused.

Sylas walked alongside Evelyn toward the arena, watching the other campers congregate together. Those of like minds huddled together hoping to build strength off one another. They took their seats among the crowd, not particular with a group or saddled up to anyone but among them. He couldn't very well hear everything nor learn anything from a distance, unlike his sister who seemed complacent to be as far removed as possible.

Evelyn found her spot beside him, and Sylas couldn't help but notice her staring. She wasn't subtle. He looked over at her from the corner of his eyes, a slight smirk working its way at the corner of his lip, waiting for her to speak whatever was on her mind. “You have much explaining to do.”

He let out a chuckle and a slight nod. "As you wish."

Then everything began. Sylas had to hide his excitement or intrigue at the unfolding of events. But it wasn't what interested most people that got his attention. The endless chatter for Alex was mind-numbingly boring. In his mind, she had already made her bed and now it was time to lie in it. Just from his brief encounter with the girl she was unhinged. And what was wrong with that? If she wants to be a murderer so be it. But falsifying this sense of a good person under the manipulation of another was tiring. He felt it in her, her darkness. Anyone else who claimed not to see it was just fooling themselves.

Instead he focused on the second meanings behind words, and whispered comments for only friends' ears. A comment from the daughter of Ares about the unjustness of attacking an unarmed person. Mason's own words in regards to a dead son of Hecate... Another topic of interest he'd make note to talk about later. Or better yet, the comment from Mr. Camp himself, shit talking his own girlfriend. Sylas had to refrain from smiling at that nugget of knowledge. What could the daughter of Hecate have down to stir such outright disgust from him... In front of everyone? Sylas hadn't even laid the ground work for that part of the plan he promised Mason, but it had seemed as though things didn't need his help. Not that it meant he wouldn't nudge it along.

Sylas's attention did turn back to the proceedings at hand when the daughter of Zeus was lead to a basin of water, her memories laid bare for all of them to see. He watched as she plunged a blade into her own mother. Then the hysterics began, similar to what he saw earlier in the day when he only gave her a small nudge. Gods she was a ticking time bomb. Part of him wanted her to be spared just so he could push her over the edge at a later date and see the chaos she could cause when her madness overflows. But, if anything she seemed like a rabid animal in need of putting down. Either way, innocent or guilty, camp would not survive the verdict. They were all tip toeing on the edge of a civil war. It was only a matter of time.

“Entertained so far?” Evelyn asked as she looked back over at him.

"Immensely," Sylas replied with a single word. Oh, he could go on and share the things he was learning. But he liked leaving a bit of mystery, and enjoyed even more watching her try to figure him out. It was all in the thrill of the chase.

“Also, I am terribly curious to see what you think of my matchmaking skills.” Evelyn motioned toward Eve who was preying on some other unfortunate idiot. “But I'm most curious to know why you interfered with Eve. That hand intercept of yours could almost be seen as a preserving move. Now, a man's intentions can remain his own, but if you don't tell me I'll just assume you have a secret soft spot for me.”

"I can see why you came to your conclusion," Sylas answered as he looked in Eve's direction. "But she isn't quite my type. I like my women mature, calculating... unpredictable." He smirked slightly as he looked back to his present company. "Qualities she does not possess."

Sylas than ran the tips of his middle and index fingers across his bottom lip as he contemplated her second question. "Hmmm," he hummed as he looked Evelyn over. "Perhaps I don't like the idea of someone else playing with my toys. Maybe I'm selfish?" He quirked his head to the side. "Or I worry that her sloppiness could back fire onto me and I don't want to be in the line of fire for her impulsive and tactless nature?" Sylas then leaned in toward her slightly, lowering his voice to a whisper while holding her gaze. "Or maybe, I do have a soft spot for you."

He slowly leaned away from her, sitting back upright as he looked around toward the other campers, gauging their reactions to the events of the trial. "You wouldn't like being her puppet," he added with a sideways glance toward the red head. "She wouldn't be as fun as I am."




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"Trust you to take lover-boy's side," Ajax said glaring straight at Andy.

She wanted to get up and just leave. She spoke her peace, only spoke truth to what she witnessed. That was it. Andy had no further obligations to anyone in the arena. Maybe she could just get up and walk out. Get back to Olympus before the others and shut herself in her cabin. If they weren't surrounded by their parents, the Gods or the other campers Andy would have defended herself... Maybe slapped Ajax too. Gods knew she was tired of this back and forth, pick a side bullshit between Mason and Ajax. She was done.

Then she heard Mason's voice as he addressed the crowd, saying things she had heard from him numerous times before. Things that Andy couldn't deny she partly agreed with. She could hear the sadness in his voice, she didn't have to see him to know that tears were filling his eyes. Her jaw clenched as she fought the urge to look at him. She sat there silent, clenching her hands together making her knuckles white as he spoke.

"...I wish I was a son of Hecate for a day." The words instantly made her spin around where she sat to look at him. What was he doing? "So I could show you all what it's like to come back to camp and hear your sibling is dead, the one time you left them unprotected. So you could see their heads disconnected from their bodies... But even the son of Hecate's dead because the children of Zeus only care about themselves and their emotions."

Andy sunk into her seat at his words, slowly turning forward as she stared blankly ahead. Why did Mason have to bring him up now? She couldn't remember much of the battle. All of it was a blur aside from Daniel... Watching him fall to the ground, trying to save him and sending him away with her mother who let him die. She didn't want to think about it. For so long she's been suppressing the memories, keeping them at bay... But even here it seems that they were destined to resurface. Was this over yet?

And then it was Ajax's turn to speak, of course he would. Andy didn't dare look at him, she didn't know if she could handle his judgemental gaze. "Ajax Valis. Son of Zeus. You all forget, that it was Alex who did her best to keep everyone safe last year. She held the biggest threat back with me and our father, placing her own life at risk for everyone else to stand a chance. She held them back so the others could take out the lesser threats. Alex has been nothing but kind, and for a sudden change of personality, surely people should know that isn't right. No one can suddenly change overnight, especially when she's been such a lovely person her entire life. She was a rebel during her teen years before attending Camp Athens, but that doesn't mean she is a murderer. We all have a past.. every single one of us. Does that determine who we are, and who we choose to be now?"

Wrong. Someone can change overnight. Andy has changed, maybe not over night but she is not the same person she once was. With enough motivation a person can go from a saint to a murderer in the blink of an eye. The death of her mother would have been enough to send Alex over the edge. She has never seemed the most stable in Andy's eyes. Maybe that was her own dislike of Alex, but in her own opinion, the girl makes bad choices and it only seemed to drag Ajax down with her. Andy couldn't remember the last time Alex did anything for the camp that was selfless that deserved this blind loyalty Ajax sought from them.

Andy wanted to pull her eyes away from the scene of Alex's memories being played before them, but she couldn't. So she not only killed Jennova but her mother as well? What did this have to do with Jennova's death? Wasn't that what this trial was for? Her mind raced with questions and few answers. Alex couldn't seem to handle the replaying of her memories so the Gods allowed for a brief break. And in that break Liv spoke up. A voice Andy did not expect to have anything to say. She looked to the girl and listened as she mentioned lack of evidence, comparing emotional stakes to the truth.

But Andy's attention wasn't undivided until she heard her own name. "How do you know that Andy saw what she saw because she did say that there was limited visibility. One can't be convicted guilt of hearsay." Liv then proceeded all but tell the Gods that trial was irrelevant with out circumstantial evidence. She understood that the girl was just trying to give a neutral unbiased opinion but it seemed the more she spoke the more annoyed Andy became.

With a sigh, Andy stood up once again. She didn't want to speak again, but looked as though she had no choice. "I would not have stood up and given a testimony that was going to make half of the people here hate me if it was just hearsay... Or if I wasn't certain of what I witnessed," she said at first speaking toward Liv personally. Andy might have been coming off defensive, but it was the truth. She would not have given some half baked excuse for truth if she wasn't certain. "If the Gods wish to see for themselves, I will gladly walk down to that pool and show you all." She pointed to the water that, just a moment earlier, Alex's own memories were presented for the crowd. "As for evidence, what do you want? Her corpse? I buried her out of respect for the dead and her loved ones. And I won't exhume her body for spectacle."

Her gaze drifted over to Ajax, who, no doubt, was probably staring daggers at her that very minute. Her voice lowered a bit, this time not speaking as much to the crowd, but to him. "I'm over this petty feud bullshit. I'm over it. I'm on 'the side'," she made air quotes with her fingers showing that she used his words. "Of the dead. Of truth and justice. It's not right to be murdered in your home, in a place you're supposed to feel safe. She deserved a heroes death like the rest of us. And if it was to be at Alex's hands, then a fair fight. But it wasn't."

Andy held his gaze in silence. Her face was serious, but also sad and frustrated. "So, if what I saw... My memories, can bring peace for the dead then I'll happily give them," she concluded loud enough for the Gods to all know that they could take what they wish from her. "I am done being a pawn for the two of you to use against one another."

With nothing else to say, Andy didn't return to her seat, instead ascending up the stairs and out of the arena. Once away from the crowd she felt like she was finally able to breath. Her hands grasped at her sides as she paced outside the entrance to the Acropolis. For the first time in... longer than she could remember, Andy felt like some of her burdens were finally off her back. The constant fighting and tug-of-war between Ajax and Mason. The emotional rollercoaster they put her through. The weight of Jennova's death preying at the back of her mind... All washed clean in a matter of minutes. All that remained was the overwhelming guilt of being unable to save her brother and she was left with Keith. Whoever or whatever the hell he was.

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Demeter and Iliana sat together just before the trial started. Ethan and Heath sat near them too. Just before the trial started though, someone suddenly appeared and bumped right into Demeter.

“Oh, shoot - I am sorry! Today is just not my day. Well - I don’t know, I guess it’s all from a point of view. In some ways my inattentiveness was a gift.”

"It's no problem dearie. It could have happened to anyone. Is there something I can help you with?" Demeter asked.

Instead of answering her, the dark haired young woman turned to Iliana.

“Hi! You look like Iliana. I’m Apollo’s daughter, and my father wanted me to sit with you during the Trial. I actually meant to catch you before we got to Olympus, but a really cute boy sidetracked me. Has that ever happened to you?”

The girl's enthusiasm really caught Iliana. She never met anyone with overactive energy too. She did know Apollo. He'd been her primary caretaker when she had been taken care of at Olympus after her ordeal. Those memories were foggy though since she had been fighting for her own life. Her kidnapping had been horrendous and during her healing in Olympus, she had been kept under. Even Hypnos got involved when constant nightmares caused her to thrash about in her sleep, delaying the healing process. Not wanting to remember that time though, Iliana continued to listen to Apollo's daughter.

“My name’s Cherise, and I’ve got a spot saved for us. At least, I think I do,”

She saw the girl turn towards a guy with glasses. She honestly didn't know what to do either. She looked at her mother first.

Demeter smiled and replied, "Go on ahead Iliana. I am not leaving.

Iliana turned to Ethan and Heath next and they smiled back too. Cherise seemed like a nice enough person and if Demeter was fine with it, they would be also. Iliana turned back to Cherise and nodded before standing up. Before the two could leave though, Demeter said something.

"Oh Cherise, I don't know how much your father told you about Iliana, but we are trying to keep what happened to her a bit private since it's up to Iliana if she wants to talk about it. Only gods who know about Iliana are Zeus, Athena, your father, Hypnos, Hermes, Hestia, and myself. Also my daughter cannot speak at the moment so she communicates through her notebook. Have fun you two."

Iliana nodded and went ahead and sat with Cherise and the other guy with glasses.

As the trial started and people started speaking up, both Ethan and Heath played close attention. Ethan was reading the emotions behind the words while Heath was looking for possible lies. So far he couldn't detect none. One thing was obvious though, they really weren't making a lot of headway. It was almost like a "He said, she said" situation. Finally a daughter of Poseidon spoke up, basically asking for physical proof. Both Ethan and Heath agreed with her. These words though seemed to set Hecate's daughter off. It was pretty obvious too that she had been through a lot, especially when it was mentioned she lost her own brother. When Andy left, it was Ethan who stood up next since he recalled something Ajax said to him.

"Hi, I am Ethan, Hestia's son. I have a question for Ajax. Didn't you mention something about a bracelet that belonged to Alex and you believed it to be curse and the cause of her actions toward Jennova. Do you still have it? If this bracelet is cursed it could provide some answers and physical proof."

After that he sat back down and then Alex was brought to a pensive. The images scene caused her to fall apart again and this had a major effect on Iliana for her pain was overwhelming. Seeing her daughter in distress, Demeter rushed over to her and wrapped her in her arms, with Ethan not far behind. He started using his serenity inducement on her while Demeter cooed to her softly. In the meantime, Hestia rushed forward to Alex and had Athena give the girl to her.

"Come back to us Alexandria. Remember the good times with your loved ones. Breath, don't let your emotions take you." she told her, using her own Serenity inducement.

Being a goddess, her Serenity Inducement would not only affect Alex, but anyone else in distress, which included Iliana. Soon the blond calmed down. Seeing her daughter was alright, Demeter let her go while Ethan returned to his seat.

Heath was relieved to see his sister okay, but seeing Alex break down reminded him of that time when she almost unleashed her powers. He knew she had been provoked then and was a loose cannon. If she had indeed been mentally unstable when she killed Jennova, it would definitely helped her case. Wanting to find out more about the day of Jennova's murder, Heath stood up.

"My name is Heath and I am Athena's son. I have several questions regarding the day of Jennova's death and well as the actions of both the victim and defendant. Who was the last last one to see Jennova alive? Did she and Alex ever have any prior conflicts? Also, who was the last person to see Alex before the incident? How were both girls acting that day before the incident?" he asked.

Iliana listened to her brother ask questions, but her eyes stayed glue on Alex, feeling so bad for her because she could relate to her pain. Iliana herself was still in a fragile state of mind. If it wasn't for her mother, Ethan, and Heath, she could have easily turned out like Alex.

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None of it really surprised Theo. Trinity lashing out so quickly he couldn't stop her wasn't surprising. It's not like there was much he could do to stop Trinity anyway. She was born stronger than he would ever be. As could be expected at a place like Olympus, the fight was over about as soon as it had started. Liv and Trinity exchanged some last venomous words, and then Trinity was taken out of their sight. Theo hung his head. Why did people always have to mess with him? He really just wanted to be there for the people he cared about... especially Trinity. She definitely mattered much more than anyone else at camp. Theo wandered over to the edge of a nearby fountain to sit down and think, observing the comings and goings of his fellow demigods and their parents. It seemed to Theo like everything was going to shit just at the wrong time.

It wasn't long before he heard a set of feet creeping up on his left side. He knew who it was, but he looked anyway. Sure enough, there was his mother, Artemis, standing there with her arms across her chest, mimicking his long face. Theo let his lips curl into a slight smile as he stood up and reached out to pull Artemis into a hug.

"Theo, what mess are you into now?"

It was typical of his mother to cut right to the thick of things. She had always shown concern for Theo, and she wasn't one to beat around the bush.

"Awwww mom, you know me. I just have to get caught up with some girl. I just wish I knew if she was caught up with me or not," Theo laughed it off like it was no big deal. He had always felt a need to make his mother feel like he was okay or happy, even if he wasn't.

Artemis nodded at Theo, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder as she spoke, "We need a hunt together soon. I feel like we haven't spent enough time together lately. As I'm sure you know, things have been very busy here. Speaking of, I must get to the trial. Don't be too long. Proceeding should begin soon."

Theo watched as his mother strode past him, golden gown flowing behind her with grace. The conversation had encapsulated much of their relationship for the past few years. There was much love and care underneath the words, but the communication was lacking. Theo let out a yawn as he reclaimed his seat on the edge of the fountain. He let his mind rest over the next few minutes as gods and demigods alike flooded past him into the trial room. Theo ignored it for the most part, keeping his head down and speaking to no one.

“Theo right?” Theo looked up, even though he recognized the voice. It was the Eve girl, the one who had played a role in causing the fight between Trinity and Wes. What on earth could she want? "Yes, what's it to you?" Theo let disinterest pour into his tone, hoping she would get the hint. The last thing he needed was Trinity mad at him over this random girl too.

“I- I’ve made this great huge mistake.” Theo was kind of caught off guard as Eve's eyes began to water. It took him slightly a back, feeling a sudden need to comfort the girl as she continued to speak, “Trinity, you’re friend? She’s- she’s kind of scary. I’m so scared to approach her, so I was hoping you could pass a message on to her for me?”

"Yeah, I can tell she's not a big fan of yours. I'm not so sure I can..." Theo started to speak but the girl's expression changed suddenly as she cut him off.

“Oh, The trial! I have to tell you everything, come sit with me.”

Eve basically dragged Theo into the trial with him, but for some reason he didn't feel the need to complain, just a rush of desire to comfort her. It confused Theo because he knew that this would piss Trinity off, but he didn't much care.

As they took their seats, Theo scanned the crowd. Trinity was sitting right across from them. This drew a frown from Theo, but maybe she wouldn't see him. Theo wasn't sure is he wanted to say anything at the trial or not. It wasn't like he could say anything different than any of Alex's other friends were saying. Trinity, Duke, Wes, Ajax, Andy... they seemed to have it covered. Theo listened to them, but the trial was honestly boring. He turned to Eve, leaning towards her, "So ummm... what was it you had to tell me?"

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Image"You all forget, that it was Alex who did her best to keep everyone safe last year. She held the biggest threat back with me and our father, placing her own life at risk for everyone else to stand a chance. She held them back so the others could take out the lesser threats. Alex has been nothing but kind, and for a sudden change of personality, surely people should know that isn't right. No one can suddenly change overnight, especially when she's been such a lovely person her entire life. She was a rebel during her teen years before attending Camp Athens, but that doesn't mean she is a murderer. We all have a past.. every single one of us. Does that determine who we are, and who we choose to be now?" Ajax said, obviously looking to appeal to everyone else except himself, and the warrior princess if she remembered anything they spoke about. Pointedly, he sought her out and smirked. Ajax was a joke to Mason at this stage.

The Gods continued leading Alex to the pensieve. There it showed her killing her own mother or something alike to the maternal figure. Alex stabbed her a few times. So she had murdered her own blood while she was in the mood. "No, stop! please... let me take a break. Please." She was drawn away from the pensieve and Mason took a break himself, sighing out and resting back.

Out of nowhere another girl rose. ”I am Liv Pfeiffer, Poseidon’s Daughter - and while I might be new, and perhaps even my interjection unwanted by the vast majority here, I wanted to offer up my own personal opinions on the matter. Though, you may call it a desire to hear facts not emotional ramblings. I don’t know if trials on Olympus operate the same way as it does on the earthly realm, but since we are half-human, maybe we deserve the same courtesies afforded to us in our own courts. It’s only fair, is it not?”

He just wanted a damn recess. Mason rubbed his head as if the girl had conjured him a headache suddenly. ”I understand that you are deeply wounded emotionally from the loss of your daughter, however, what evidence do you have that the daughter of Zeus was - beyond the shadow of a doubt - the only one complicit in her murder? How do you know that the accused ... was in her correct state of mind given all that we know about the manipulations of her peers?” Her eyes pointed to Eve. This girl was just colder and colder from the right trail, Eve was nowhere near Athens last year. Nor were any spawns of Hera or Eris. Just a daughter of Zeus that couldn't be held accountable for her own actions. "Furthermore, Hades, the son of Hades, and to all others that might be against the accused - what evidence do you have that the daughter of Hades did not instigate a fight that ended in her unfortunate passing? How do you know that Andy saw what she saw because she did say that there was limited visibility. One can't be convicted guilt of hearsay."


Now she was questioning Andy's recall? She said she had limited visibility not hallucinogens. "It's so weird, it's like she's speaking to us but I can't make sense of it," he told Hades, who hushed his son calmly.

”All of the testimony thus far has been circumstantial - it’s all hearsay. While we are glad to hear that many are friends to Alex, I am wondering if there is physical evidence for or against the accused. If there is, one should offer it up immediately. The memories of the death of her mother is relevant information, but it is still not evidence that she committed the murder in question recently. It’s just an attempt to sway her peers against her and cause Alex to place blame on herself based on past actions, and it further adds to the confusion that I am sure many of the campers feel. Offer evidence for or against her, or drop the Trial until you can find it. That’s all I wanted to say as an unbiased party that is neither for or against Alex.”

Mason opened his mouth to speak but someone else beat him to it with a scoff. "Sorry, we forgot to bring Jenn's head to appease you." Mason looked to the source doubtfully. A faint smile appeared. The comment wasn't as loud as an announcement, just a casual voice but Mason heard it and he liked it. Maybe there was a bit of Daniel in there after all. Instinctively he moved his eyes to Andy hoping she had heard the first good thing in a while. But she might have been too far off like Liv was.

"I would not have stood up and given a testimony that was going to make half of the people here hate me if it was just hearsay... Or if I wasn't certain of what I witnessed. If the Gods wish to see for themselves, I will gladly walk down to that pool and show you all." Mason swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. But if Alex could see her stab her own mother, Mason could see his sister beheaded...he hoped. "As for evidence, what do you want? Her corpse? I buried her out of respect for the dead and her loved ones. And I won't exhume her body for spectacle."

Mason glanced to Hades. He better not have touched Jennova's body or soul all for the sake of a point. "I am done being a pawn for the two of you to use against one another," he heard.

Andy left and there was some other movement going on to control emotions so he took the chance to exit the Acropolis himself before death gripped his arm. "Do not disappoint me," Hades said and let him go.

Mason exited and approached Andy, though didn't come too close to the girl. Especially with new knowledge of how much a slap from her could sting. "Hey," Mason rose his hands, "I come in peace. I just wanted to check you were okay." Mason looked her over and noticed her wreath. A few demigods had wreaths and it turned into another divide for Mason. Ajax and Alex's closest clan members were gifted with them. He shook it off and carried on with what he wanted to say. "I also wanted to say I am grateful for your testimony and offering to have your memories looked into. I know it's not over yet but I wanted to say thanks, it means a lot. I'm scared shitless to see what you saw," he admitted and laughed once. "But if it's evidence..." He'd have to bear it.

Sensing he was an unwelcomed presence, he nodded to her and turned on his heel and crept back into the Acropolis to finish the trial. He wasn't trying to magically erase how he spoke to her earlier, but he wanted her to know even when he was angry with her, and her at him, he appreciated what she did.

He returned to his seat to finish the trial. "My name is Heath and I am Athena's son. I have several questions regarding the day of Jennova's death and well as the actions of both the victim and defendant. Who was the last one to see Jennova alive? Did she and Alex ever have any prior conflicts? Also, who was the last person to see Alex before the incident? How were both girls acting that day before the incident?"

Mason frowned. He was gone all day so he didn't know who saw Jenn in the last 24 hours, except for Alex. But maybe the hair model had a point. But it was all getting very tiresome, the demand for evidence, the want to know the actions of the days prior to the death. "To my knowledge there was no prior confrontation and Jennova was fine. Stop searching for exit points and a plea of insanity from her. Sometimes people are just monsters." When Mason collected a soul for Hades, he didn't play the blame game, he owned his actions.

"This isn’t a debate of whether she did it or not. We all know she did. People just want to know why so why don’t you speak up and tell everyone already so we can move this thing along," he said to Alex. He didn’t even care if they decided not to smite her at this point because he would hunt her no matter what. Even in the Underworld.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor
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Image"Hi, I am Ethan, Hestia's son. I have a question for Ajax." Ajax turns his head to look at him. "Didn't you mention something about a bracelet that belonged to Alex and you believed it to be cursed and the cause of her actions toward Jennova. Do you still have it? If this bracelet is cursed it could provide some answers and physical proof." Ajax turns his head again, this time in his father's direction who was looking straight at him, waiting for his son to answer the question.

Ajax nods. "I had Hecate look at it before the trial began. It was cursed, but it's not cursed anymore. We left it too late to find out who left the mark." he said. His eyes land on Hades. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach that it was him, since part from his son, Hades was the one who had a deep dislike towards his father. At least, they were the only two he knew about without any doubts lingering in the back of his head. He could bet his life on it.

Liv gave a long speech, and even though she did have a point, it was clear that no one was patient enough to find out what would come next. His sister had just managed to grab herself a break, and already everyone grew restless. He didn't blame them, but a trial wasn't supposed to be fun. Ajax's gaze moves to his hands as he clasps them together, rubbing at the skin on the back of his hand as he stares at his feet with his mind absent as he waits for his sister to continue with the memories that Ajax didn't like seeing, but if it's all that can prove Alex's innocence... then so be it.




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Image "I had Hecate look at it before the trial began. It was cursed, but it's not cursed anymore. We left it too late to find out who left the mark." If only that cursed object had still been intact. The trial would have ended so much sooner. "No matter. Everything will be brought to light soon enough."

As his son's eyes travel to where Hades and Mason sat, Zeus also looked in their direction. It was easy to point the finger without hard evidence, which is why Zeus did not act. So many enemies lurked the very corners of Tartarus, their souls forever wailing in the depths of despair, unable to escape their torment for the gates to the underworld remained guarded by Hade's loyal beast. Cerberus. Though it was not Hades who had placed them there, not all of them at least.

So many of them still want their revenge on the King of Mount Olympus, and so many still prefer Hades as the king instead.

Hades no doubt had plans conjuring inside of that head of his, but Zeus's only concerns, for now, were on his daughter.

With his weight baring down into his hands on the arms of the throne, he straightens himself up to stand. A couple of the Demigods had left already, and he wasn't about to stop the others if they no longer wished to sit during a drawn-out trial. But every second counted for Alex. "Thank you, Miss Pfeiffer, but we are aware of what needs to be done. We will not allow my daughter's trial to be decided on emotions alone, hence why the method I am using is in progress."

He knew that she meant well, so he hoped that he wasn't too harsh. Gods didn't have much to them when it came to emotions, they lacked in areas which human's did not. But this didn't mean they felt nothing... their emotions just weren't as intense, which is why it was so easy for Zeus to leave Susanna after choosing to return to his realm. Still, he knew what love was and how much he did love her. Still loves her.

he looks down at his daughter and the goddess who is stood next to her. "Are you ready to continue?"




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Image Alex sat on the sidelines, gathering the strength she'd need for round two of reliving the memories she wanted to remain forgotten. "Are you ready to continue?" her father asks.

Alex looks down for a second before looking back up and giving him the answer they all wanted. "Yes." as the Goddess who had stepped forward to help moves her back to the pensieve, Alex was regretting every second of ever coming in the first place. But it needed to be done to clear her name once and for all. "I am so tired, and I just... I want it to be done with. I'm ready." she stepped back into the cool liquid and closed her eyes.

The Pensieve lunged into action once more, throwing Alex into a much deeper memory this time. The night of Jennova's death.

Alex remembered it well now. Jenn's face was stoic and emotionless while she took a drink of her water before leaning her right shoulder against the door frame. "What do you want?" she said, right before Alex unsheathed the sword that was attached to her back. "What the hell do you think you're doing with that?" Jennova took a step back. "Ah... well, if you think you can scare me then you're wro--" THUMP, a severed head hit the ground. She hadn't given Jennova a chance to finish.

It was Andy and Wes who had found her, and Even back then, with what was right there before them... Wes still never judged Alex. He gave her a chance to explain. "We should get you to--" Wes cut off. He hadn't noticed that Andy had run off to get Alex's brother, but there Ajax was. He had arrived and was yelling so loud that the entire camp could have heard him.

"What have you done! what the hell were you thinking?" He looked at the headless body.

"He's going to kill me... Mason's going to kill me."

"I won't let anyone kill you" Wes promised.

The memories went on a little further until there was indeed evidence of the bracelet getting to Alex by Jennova's hand. All to please her father.




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Image Ares let out a frustrated sigh as he watched the memories unfold. They were only going to point towards the God they had always suspected from the very beginning. As much as Hera still disliked Zeus, she had too much to lose and had been promised her Queen status on condition of keeping her claws out of the children. So it couldn't have been her.

"We have all witnessed that Hades manipulated his daughter to carry out his work against Miss Valis, so, with permission from Zeus himself, the Gods of mount Olympus hereby sentence Hades, ruler of the underworld... banished. To Tartarus." of course he wasn't going to stay there forever, no doubt he'd find his way out one way or another. The Olympian guards took hold of Hades, and escorted him out of the Acropolis. Thank god the trial was over. Ares still believed that it was pointless for everyone to have come. They could have easily found everything out without them having to see the young girls memories, but maybe it's because Zeus wanted them to know and see for themselves that his daughter wasn't the monster that many so believed. There was no bringing back Jennova, but at least all of them could move on in time, knowing that it was all done by the hands of Hades. again.




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“It is too easy to take someone’s will for your own,” Pete said as he turned to Sloane. “Hard to prove though.”

Sloane looked him over slightly, while her fingers twiddled in her lap. He wasn't wrong. It was so easy to persuade people, no matter how much she disliked it. She tried to fight the urge to glance over at Liam, but eventually her gaze found her way to the brute of a man. And it seemed for the brief moment she looked to him, Liam's gaze met her own. She inhaled sharply and nodded her head in agreement to her present company's comment. "It's hard to prove magic. It doesn't leave a finger print."

Then, when Pete was presented with her question he flashed her a half of a smile. “Oh, I don’t give those away, even for a penny.” Sloane remained sitting upright and poised as he leaned forward to deal with some matter with his shoe. “She’s guilty alright. Just depends if they want her dead or not.” Her gaze followed the motioning of his hand toward the present Gods.

Honestly, Sloane didn't much care for the verdict. She ran a hand back through her dark hair as she studied the surrounding Gods and demigods, half wanting it to go one way and half another. Pete's tone showed he was as detached from the proceedings as she felt, although she tried not to be as open about it. Olympus court was nothing like the courts of mortals. There... Alex would be guilty. No contest.

“Though, I’m not the smartest lad.” Sloane smirked as he acknowledged their earlier comment. But then it quickly faded as she watched his attention shift from her to something past her. She slowly turned her head finding the red head that caught his attention. The girl sat with her brother and stared unabashedly toward her. “Despite your best efforts, you’ve drawn attention.” And then Sylas's own gaze found his way back toward her.

Sloane sighed, leaning back in her seat, sparing a side eyed glance toward Pete. "That's unfortunate. I thought I could go through life invisible."

The trial quickly resumed and it seemed as though how easily everything seemed to be turned against the Daughter of Zeus, one memory surfaced from the girl turned the tables entirely. Then as swiftly as the proceedings started up, they ended with the word of Ares gave the final sentence to Hades, banishing him to Tartarus. Nothing was said of Alex, but no doubt she was now innocent. If she weren't in the company of Gods and demigods alike she might have even scoffed at how easily the verdict flipped sides.

"Well... That was convenient," was all Sloane managed to mutter about the conclusion of the trial, speaking only quiet enough for Pete to hear. With a sigh, she pushed off of the seat, moving to her feet. She had no desire to linger around or mingle. "I think I've had enough of Olympus for quite some time," she concluded with a polite nod toward Pete.

Sloane was unsure if Pete would follow her or not. He was free to do as he wished, but she desired to have her feet firmly upon the mortal ground. Being one of the first to leave the Acropolis, she didn't have to snake her way around many others, only slipping past the daughter of Hecate who lingered by the exit. She found the Pegasus where they were left and quickly mounted it. Sloane wanted nothing more to take off and descend back down to earth, but remembering the ratio of campers to creatures, she sighed and decided to wait until someone wished to join her.




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Sylas's brow quirked as Evelyn took hold of his collar, begging him to keep his attention on her. “If I had to pick one of the three, I'd say the first,” she said as she released the fabric of his shirt. “You do strike me as someone that doesn't like to share and is very self-orientated. Worrying about another's actions seems beneath you, especially with nothing to tie you and Eve together. As for the last option, as flattering as the thought is, I don't believe we've had enough time together for you to grow such attachment. Yet,” she concluded.

Evelyn definitely was much smarter than she let looked. It was rare for someone to surprise Sylas like she did. Of course, even he himself could not clearly agree or disagree with some of her assumptions, but that didn't mean he didn't enjoy watching her connect the dots to what she assumed was him. He couldn't help but smile as her stifled laugh in regards to his other comment. “I don't think I'd appreciate being anyone's puppet. No matter their fun value. I can imagine it though.”

Sylas hummed at the comment, like he took that as a challenge. But said nothing. He let his gaze drift back to some of the bullshit that could barely be considered a proper trial. More of he said she said, way too many character witnesses and people who have no stake in the matter feeling the need to state their peace when it was uncalled for. Then there was a recess. Surprising. It seemed as though the trial had barely been underway yet they were breaking. At this rate there wouldn't be a verdict for another decade.

“Eve wants gossip to collect information and to pull on a few heartstrings. She wants to be the embodiment of envy and jealousy to women, and desire to men. I'd be a great informant for her, but considering I'm not a male, she'd grow bored and release her spell. Now as your puppet, the bidding you'd have me do could vary.” He chuckled as he leaned back in his seat. “If you're lucky all you might have to do is ask rather than be domineering.”

"I'm not much of the... asking type. But I'll keep that in mind." Sylas turned his attention toward Evelyn, preparing to continue the conversation with more innuendos and presumptuous talking but found her looking toward the back of the arena.

He didn't really bother himself with what might have caught her attention, that was until she spoke. “Do you happen to know who that devilishly handsome man is by your sister?”

Sylas had to fight the urge to snap his head around in his sister's direction. But he knew an action like that wouldn't go unnoticed by Evelyn. He kept his expression unchanging as he slowly turned around and set her eyes on Sloane. He didn't know who expected to be sitting beside her, but definitely not the man he encountered earlier that day. What in the world were Eve and her brother playing at? His brows furrowed as he held Sloane's gaze for the brief moment she looked in their direction.

He smirked as he face forward. Sure, Sylas could have approached his sister... caused a scene. But her knowing that he saw it was torture enough for her, at least for the time being. "That would be the brother to our dear Eve." Sylas then ran his hand back through his hair trying to project the facade of someone unfazed. Sloane knew very well that her magic wouldn't work on the boy, yet she let him sit with her. So, either he was distracting her or she was dumb. And he knew his sister wasn't dumb. But he'd get the truth from her later. "No doubt he must be up to something nefarious, like his sister."

Then, before he knew it, the trial concluded. It was almost out of left field how suddenly Alex's memories brought forth sufficient enough evidence to convict the one God all the others hated. Interesting how they are so quick to incriminate him, yet drag on for ages to do the same for the girl. Prejudice bullshit. If it were a child of any of the other unfavored Gods like Hecate, Hades, Eris... or even Hera, they would have been damned from the moment they stepped upon the soil of Olympus. But no, Alex was a daughter of Zeus. Un-fucking-touchable. Sylas couldn't quite hide his disgust at the way things unfolded. Not nearly as entertaining as he'd had hoped.

With a sigh, he pushed off his knees and stood. "Well I do think that our conversation was the highlight of this trip. Because this trial was rather disappointing." Sylas looked over to Mason. He wouldn't be half surprised if he saw him leap over the side of the arena and attack Alex right there. Would he help the son of Hades? Who knew. But the trial was bullshit. He could only imagine how fuming Mason would be as the little mouse who couldn't speak tried to communicate with him... Probably trying to be sympathetic. Why was it whenever someone tried to give their sympathies they always had to share a story about themselves, like that made it any better? It never did.

Sylas scanned the group of demigods. Half relieved, half pissed... A melting pot of emotions, ready to bubble over at any moment. This was a recipe for chaos, even without the added help of himself or the Hera kids. It was only a matter of time before all hell broke loose at camp and they were all going for each others' throats. "I give it a week before half of the demigods here are going at one another."




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"Hey," Mason's voice broke the silence. Andy quickly spun around on her heels, her right fist balled. She wanted to tell him to leave her alone, just go away but the words never found their way to her lips. Instead she crossed her arms as he held up his hands as a way to show her he wasn't there to fight. Not that time, anyway. "I come in peace. I just wanted to check you were okay."

"I'm not." Her reply was brief. She didn't try to mask her frustration and anger, letting it show in the way she stood, her facial expression and even the whole two words she spoke. Any other day, Andy would have probably rambled on about everything that had her pissed off. She wouldn't have been thankful at his presence. But not then.

"I also wanted to say I am grateful for your testimony and offering to have your memories looked into. I know it's not over yet but I wanted to say thanks, it means a lot. I'm scared shitless to see what you saw." He even laughed once. Was this his idea of fixing everything that had been broken between them? "But if it's evidence..."

Andy didn't move. She just stood there, staring at him, taking in his words. Part of her wanted to say she didn't do it for him. But they'd both know that was a lie. So, she settled for silence until he nodded toward her and returned to the Acropolis. She contemplated leaving. No Gods came to her, requesting her candor or memories. But she didn't want to be told what happened from someone else. Although the results would be pretty black and white, she didn't need someone twisting how that happened to persuade her to think one way or another.

She didn't re-enter the Acropolis, instead standing at the entrance behind everyone else and watched. Andy winced and looked away as the memories showed Jennova's head removed from her body. After a brief moment, she looked back up seeing a mirage of herself arriving at the scene along with Wes. And then there was a second memory... Jennova handing over the bracelet to Alex. Then that was it. Apparently to the Gods that was damning enough for Hades and Alex's saving grace. Andy had to fight the temptation to let out a disappointed laugh. Why did she expect a fair trial? She had no loyalty to Hades, she had more reason to hate him than most. Yet, this wasn't fair. Condemning a God from a single memory from one girl who is desperate to save her own skin. She rolled her eyes and shook her head and turned from the arena. Mason wasn't going to accept that. And this time, she wasn't going to stop him.

Andy was about to head back to the pegasi and go home, but a new blonde camper all but bee lined for her outside of the arena. She tried her best to seem as welcoming as possible because there was no chance of her dodging the conversation at this point. "Good day, my name is Heath and I am Athena's son. I am also Iliana's adoptive brother. She wanted me to let you know that the trial is over. It turns out that Hades was the cause of Alex's actions for he cursed a bracelet of hers that caused her to become unhinged."

"I saw," she managed to reply as politely as possible.

"I guess Jennova was a friend of yours and I am sorry for your loss. Hades has been banished to the underworld. Anyway, Iliana ultimately wanted to make sure you were going to be okay too. Would you like to be alone for now?"

Andy shook her head. "She wasn't my friend. I don't even know if we ever spoke to one another. I just..." Then she caught herself before she bared everything to Heath. She didn't want to unpack all of that, because the second the flood gates opened they couldn't be closed back up. So, instead she shook her head and brushed it off. "Never mind. Thanks." She gave her best smile. "I just want to go home." Before she got asked anymore questions or stopped by anyone else, Andy turned and headed for their rides out.

Just as she reached the Pegasi, a voice called to her. "Andromeda, I thought you might have come to see me?"

Andy stopped before the nearest Pegasus, not turning around as she addressed her mother. "Why?"

"Because... I'm your mother," Hecate replied.

"And what about Daniel?" Andy snapped, turning to face the Goddess.

Hecate sighed, extending her hand toward her. "Please, Andromeda... Just let me explain."

"No," Andy almost growled as she shoved her mother's hand away. "I don't know what you did to him. But that thing in there," She pointed toward the arena as she spoke. "Is not my brother."

Hecate was quiet as she tried to find the right words. She parted her lips, but Andy spoke up before she could. "Fix him... Or forget that I'm your daughter."




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Wes watched as Alex's memories were displayed for them all to watch. A two-armed version of him even arrived, bringing back his own memories of his arrival at the scene. So many other things transpired that year that he nearly forgot he showed up when Andy did. The words his spoke echoed throughout the arena. It was weird having these images of himself displayed for everyone. It wasn't like a sex tape was plastered everywhere but it somehow still managed to feel like an invasion. No one ever liked watching themselves in videos or hearing their own voices... This was no different.

"So, with permission from Zeus himself, the Gods of mount Olympus hereby sentence Hades, ruler of the underworld... banished. To Tartarus."

His heart nearly skipped a beat with relief as the verdict was made. Hades was guilty, not Alex. Finally, Hades was being punished like he had deserved so many times in the past. Part of him wishes that the sentence was worse for Andy's sake along with Alex's but now wasn't the time to argue for a worser penalty. After all, could Gods even be killed? Well if they could, he deserved it.

Wes gave Duke a pat on the back, while flashing him a smile. Not that the two were the closest of friends. But he knew that he had to be feeling similarly how Wes was... relief. Then instinctually, he glanced over his shoulder to find Trinity in the crowd. And she wasn't there. Not that she would have been happy to find him looking a her. He sighed and moved to his feet, making his way outside the arena but he didn't see her. He wondered his way over to the Pegasi and found Andy arguing with someone, only catching the tail end of the conversation.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," he apologized.

"Don't. I was just leaving." Andy said before turning her back toward the Goddess.

"I... uh... Wesley Preston," he offered his right hand to the Goddess, not really know how to act as he accidentally stepped into that conversation.

But before she could respond, Andy called to him. "Can you help me, please?" He gave Hecate an apologetic smile before he helped Andy onto the back of the Pegasus. "Are you going down?" she asked.

"Um, sure?" Andy was probably his safest bet for riding companion at this point and by the looks of her she was ready to get out of there. With or without him. Part of him wanted to stay behind and wait to speak to Alex, but no doubt her father, her brother... Duke and maybe even the Gods wanted to speak with her. So, he mounted the pegasus and they quickly descended back down to the camp.

Once there, Andy didn't say anything else aside from a passing thank you after he helped her down. She quickly took off in her own direction toward her cabin, leaving him standing there like a big dumb idiot. What was new? Wes scratched his head as he trudged off toward his cabin, testing the reflexes of his new arm as he did, clenching the fingers, twisting and bending it in every direction to see if it did what he wanted. He had no idea a fake arm could do that.

Wes sighed, dropping his arm to his side as he made his way up the steps remembering the state he left his place in. Well, at least he couldn't lie about being busy the rest of the day because it would take that long for him to clean it all up. Then he could just, be alone. But when he opened the door he found everything picked up and back where it belonged... And a blonde standing in the middle of the room with her back to him. His hand slowly fell to his side. "Trinity?" he said, barely above a whisper.

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Heath lectured on about the definition of monster according to google that he must have memorised. Did he really want an answer? No. Did he deserve one explaining how he came off as another blind worshipper of the Valises who would lick their boots if they asked, and it was a fact to Mason that she was a monster, yes. But the trial concluding held more importance to him so he let it be.

Ajax piped up again going on that there was some cursed item involved then Alex's second vision began. He inhaled sharply then closed his eyes as he heard the awful thump of his sister's head falling from her body. For some time, he kept his gaze averted to the ground until another God spoke. "We have all witnessed that Hades manipulated his daughter to carry out his work against Miss Valis, so, with permission from Zeus himself, the Gods of mount Olympus hereby sentence Hades, ruler of the underworld... banished. To Tartarus."

Mason looked to Hades accusingly, and rather than vanish in black smoke, Hades let himself be grabbed and taken away. Mason let it happen too, no retaliation or final goodbyes from either of them. Mason lowered his forehead on his fist. So Alex was innocent and Hades guilty according to her memories. Now he was as good as fatherless. Now there was no family to appease. Just more murderous thoughts. But he didn't want to brood about it in Olympus. As he got to his feet, somebody approached with a Goddess in tow and turned a notepad around to face him. What the hell?

~Um, hello, my name is Iliana and I am Demeter's daughter. I can't speak at the moment so this is how I communicate with people. Anyway, I just wanted to say I am sorry for your loss. I saw my . . own father get killed by a human . . when I was 5 and I still have nightmares. Momma told me to remember the good times though and that has helped. So maybe you can try to remember the good times. So I guess what I am trying to say is I know how feels to loss someone dear. I remember being very angry for a long time too and I withdrew from the world. I hope you have someone to lean on. That's really what I wanted to say.~

Was she a mute or what? Nonetheless, Mason sighed, preparing himself to be as civil as he could be. "Me too." At the moment it really was him against the world. "Do you know what happened to your father's killer? Did they walk away freely too?" Because they didn't so much as slap Alex on the wrist for her crime. Mason's eyes moved pass Iliana to Demeter. Gods were normally vengeful beings but he didn't think Demeter or Iliana had it in them to make the human pay. Unlike him.

"No disrespect, but if you hold me up, we're gonna have to ride together and you probably don't really want that. I'll see you back at camp." He shifted past her, patting the small thing's head gently and left the Acropolis. Then another dread struck him. The Underworld. Without somebody to keep it in check, many souls would cling to the hope of life, to try climb out of the place when they didn't belong anymore. "Fucking Gods!" He growled. It wasn't like the Underworld was a nice place full of fun and delight. That was already Hades' punishment.

He didn't have any gods or peers to catch up with. There was no reason for him to stick around. Looked like it was back to being a Hermit for a while. Or back and forth trips in the Underworld. A girl with dark hair and pale complexion was already saddled up and ready to go and as he got closer he knew the face. She was quiet and wouldn't bother him with idle chatter or as he recently discovered, writing. Perfect. "Hope you're not reserving a seat," he said and climbed on behind the girl. "Because you're my best bet."

Mason wasn't much for hugging strangers usually but he wanted to go and that took priority at the moment. He held her slim waist gently. "Sorry," he said in case she was uncomfortable. She'd have to deal with it though because he wasn't falling to his death today. He might have been more sympathetic and aware on other days, but today as she probably witnessed, wasn't his day.


Once at camp again, Mason dismounted and offered her a hand down. "Thanks. For tolerating me." Not that he had been much in the way of conversation, but a brooding presence holding onto her. Mason went to walk away but for some damn forsaken reason he couldn't just leave her casually. "Do you want to get food or something? Can I walk you to your cabin?" Even in his state, he couldn't just leave her without something to offer after flying with her. Besides a day or two earlier he was interested in getting to know what she was about.



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Image Duke remained a silent and composed observer throughout the remainder of the trial. There were a few demigods tried to strip emotion from the equation, but it was an emotional case, to expect anything else was unlikely. He hurt for Alex seeing her stab her mother then decapitate Jennova. Neither action was truly hers and it was important people saw that, so though it hurt to live through again, it was vital peers saw the truth: that there was an extraneous variable in play, that no murder would be on the table if it weren't for the curse to begin with.

He was relieved when Ares said the final verdict. Apparently Wes shared the relief and enthusiasm giving him a pat on the back. Duke smiled in return. It was over. It was finally over. Part of him wanted to leap down the wall and hug Alex but brothers first. If Duke and Wes were relieved, imagine Ajax's flood of emotions.

So instead, he headed to another demigod. His counterpart in a way, if they were to address their power of elements. "You raised some good points in trial. You should probably just work on execution, might get more respect that way." Liv possessed a real don't give a shit attitude, like an angsty teen so maybe his words meant nothing to her. And judging by the blood on her dress, she had already picked the wrong person to give that attitude to. Maybe she didn't give much of a crap about being respected but what was the point of talking if no one was going to listen? In the end, it all came down to execution.

"Are you ready to head out or what?" He gestured out of the Acropolis, arm out for the taking or decline. Either option was one he could live with. Duke was ready to return to his warehouse/cabin. It had felt like an extensively long day.



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Image He just couldn't find a comfortable way to sit, tossing and turning, folding one leg over the other, upright, slouched. Gods, to settle was impossible. When Alex had recovered, she was right back into the pensieive this time to reveal the night of Jennova's death. Keith frowned, upset to find Alex had murdered another in a fit of rage but somehow, as the memories were explored, they found Jennova and Hades had collaborated on a curse on her bracelet.

To Keith it still brought about a debate whether it was right or wrong. Sure, there were other options like a duel or holding Jennova on trial but if he had to fit his feet in Alex's shoes he wouldn't have had the most rational mind either. Nonetheless, the Gods dismissed it finding the villain behind it all and Keith let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

He turned his attention to the pretty brunette and shifted over to her. "So what did we think of that episode?" Despite the bad timing, Keith had to make light of a hefty situation otherwise he'd just crumble. Although it was arguably hyper insensitive. But Cherise didn't seem super PC. "There's so much drama and emotion present, it's actually a pretty accurate capturing of the atmosphere in camp. Are you and your sunshine and blossom up to the task?"

He sat up and looked all around the Acropolis, meerkat like. "Your friend didn't stay long." Self-consciously he thought he might have been the problem again, and almost asked if it was due to him but stopped himself. Keith had recently moved past the whole nervous rambling phase with Cherise and he didn't want to backtrack. He had learned by now the girl didn't bite.

"Did you um...maybe want to catch a ride together on the way back to Camp or...wait around here." Since he had taken so much of the girl's time he didn't see her talk to any God. He didn't even know which one was her parental figure. He'd be happy to wait around because there wasn't much back at camp for him so he was in no rush to return to his loner status.

In fact, a fraction of him saw an opportunity in the scenario of people leaving the Acropolis, either returning to camp or bonding with their parents. Maybe he could have a look at the magic pool himself. The more he toyed with the idea, the more it sung to him like a siren song. Keith had to know what had hurt him and he was attached to the idea that that water held a solution. It had accessed Alex's repressed memories.

Privacy or no privacy Keith edged towards the front row.

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Keith almost tipped over the edge of the Acropolis hearing his mother's voice. "Huh? I wasn't -"

"You've changed so much. It's no wonder Andromeda is upset with me," she said looking Keith up and down. "My poor boy, I do hope you can forgive me." She stepped by his side. "I cannot undo what's been done and consulting the Pensieve will merge memories and warp your mind. But if you bury deep...if you surround yourself with support and those who were there last year, I believe you'll get your answers." Hecate hugged him briefly and left with a smile.

What she really left him with was more turmoil. But at least she gave him hints on how to fill in the blanks. Keith still felt her eyes on him, however, was more preoccupied on who to approach for answers and who he could class as support. When he had enough wondering, he headed to the horses waiting for a partner to appear.

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Sylas looked to the pair, then forward again. That would be the brother to our dear Eve.” Another spawn of Hera then. Interesting. He looked more promising than Eve but she wasn't going to make the mistake of underestimating either child. “No doubt he must be up to something nefarious, like his sister.”

Sylas didn't aim for humor but he certainly achieved it with irony. She thought nothing of the others' speeches until Ajax was addressed regarding the bracelet. “I had Hecate look at it before the trial began. It was cursed, but it's not cursed anymore. We left it too late to find out who left the mark.” She sighed gently. Evelyn did tell him curses were tricky to pinpoint.

Alex had stepped into the pool again to reveal further memories. Alex had her sword then the head dropped to the ground. Evelyn frowned at the object being passed between God and Demigod, the bracelet Alex had on during the murder of her mother but did she wear it when cutting off the Daughter of Hades's head. This trial left much to be desired, but her investigation schedule was rather full. No matter, the Gods reached their verdict claiming Hades guilty and he was taken away. If they were content then so be it.

The company beside her sighed and stood to his feet. “Well I do think that our conversation was the highlight of this trip. Because this trial was rather disappointing.”

“Happy to be of service,” she responded.

“I give it a week before half of the demigods here are going at one another,” he said next.

Evelyn hummed, regardless if he was addressing her or not. “Probably less.” A rift was already nearly visible between demigods. She stood up and caught Nemesis's eyes on her casting her to inferiority. No doubt mother was less than pleased in the company she kept and could catch their game from miles off. So that's how it felt to be gazed upon by judgemental eyes. No matter the nonchalant air Evelyn adopted, it stirred her nerves.

Out of spite, in an act to test Nemesis herself, Evelyn considered embracing Sylas. But that would be foolish even if Evelyn found some secret for context. Sylas was clever and she had to gamble the right way at the right time with such a man. He'd get far too much joy if he discovered he was some tool used to upset a Goddess, or maybe he'd consider it an insult. Clumsy to provoke a goddess and use him in that way.

Evelyn ascended the steps to leave the Acropolis behind her. There was something that paid off in her deep thoughts: Maybe she ought to act more impulsively to throw Sylas off. To him she was, well, she didn't know, but not dumb. Underestimating somebody was a gift in disguise and she may have needed to change his mind a little.

“Will we be riding together or do you have other plans?”

Evelyn walked to a steed and pat its snout. When the horse pushed back into her palm, she smiled. She didn't get much time to interact with animals or the akin, they were all lovely and raw creatures, always true to their nature. They could be powerful too but let themselves be ruled by other beings. It exhibited the power of control and will: brainpower. Still, she couldn't devalue a Pegasus or other creatures.

Either way, she was stuck with the creature waiting for somebody to help her on the Pegasus. She kept stroking it until a boost arrived, watching her hand's path down its neck.



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She was still pondering if things were straight enough, tongue pressed to her cheek when she heard her name. “Trinity?”

Shit. She turned around hesitantly not sure what kind of reaction she would face from Wes for being in his cabin uninvited. “Hey,” she said. “I thought – I…um...” English! Come on, Trinity it’s your first language. What happened to the perfect justification she had thought of earlier? “I didn’t follow you.” Normally she would have smiled if she could afford to. Those were his lasts words to her after all, but it didn't make it okay to be in his cabin and she knew that.

“I just...” she looked around his cabin. “I'll leave. Sorry.” She lowered her head and went to brisk by Wes. She pulled herself short and snatched her iPod up then stopped in front of him. Trinity wanted to get out of there, particularly as she felt guilty for not obtaining his permission and from so many angles, it looked bad, but if she retreated, she'd regret it later. Trinity clenched her fists and took a deep breath in to compose herself, still not making eye contact with him. “I shouldn't have talked to you how I did. I don't own you or anything and your decisions are yours but it upset me that you would let some absolute crappy bimbo in your cabin to do god knows what.” AKA ruin everything they had progressed on. If he was going to fool around with someone, it could at least be someone better. “Then you have those stupid Aphrodite charms that wrap everyone around your finger and the Wes defence squad gets involved.” She put up a hand to stop him from arguing. “I know that's not your fault but it still bugs me.” She wasn't looking to fight or argue, just explain her mood.

She sighed out. Now that was out of the way...she still didn't feel much better. “I'm glad you got an arm back and that Alex made it in one piece.” Otherwise he probably would have entered bawling. Trinity brushed by Wes since the guy had to make everything more difficult and obstruct his own doorway.

She'd probably hang at her cabin for a bit then check on Theo. Unless he managed to obtain a date with the same blonde. Trinity was mentally done with the day, her priority was herself and sleep.

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Iliana was uncertain on how Mason would respond to her. She wasn't surprised though about the emotions behind his question about the killer of her own father, but the question itself did catch her off guard. She barely registered the pat on the head too as Mason left. Her own thoughts were on his question. What did happen to her father's killer? Try as she might, she could recall. Even the night of her father's death was hazy and between seeing his murder to the time her mother found her, it was nothing. And her mother never told her what happened to him. She was actually too scared to ask.

Demeter saw the look Mason gave her after asking Iliana a question on what happened to her father's killer. She knew and it still haunted her.

~Flashback~

The rain pour down hard as Demeter appeared in front of the house that belonged to her daughter and love. There was silence and that was terrifying. She rushed in to find a horrifying site. Brambles of roots had burst through windows and were currently wrapped around a stranger and he wasn't moving. She check his pulse and found him dead. He had been constricted to death.

"Carter! Iliana!" Demeter cried out.

"Mommy?" a small voice could be heard behind the brambles.

The goddess made the roots go back underground, dropping the dead man, and there was a 5 year old Iliana trying to move the body of her father. He had been shot and blood was all over the floor and all over Iliana. She herself was unharmed though. The little girl was clearly in shock as she look at her mother.

"Mommy, daddy won't get up. I wanted to stop the man. Why won't daddy get up?"

Overwhelmed with emotions herself, the goddess dropped to her knees and swept her daughter in her arms. She didn't care if she got blood on her either.

"Mommy's here now Lia. Mommy will take care of everything."


~End of Flashback~

And she did, at least to the best of her ability. Shaking her head, Demeter brought herself back to the present to see her daughter staring at her. Taking a deep breath, she addressed Iliana.

"Well then, how about you go and apologize to Ajax for your previous behavior hmm?"

Iliana totally forgot about that but nodded in agreement. As mother and daughter approached Ajax, they saw he was with his own family. Demeter addressed them first.

"Pardon the interruption, but Iliana has something to say to Ajax."

Iliana had already started writing something down when her mother spoke. As soon as she wad done writing, she approached Ajax and showed him her notepad.

~I am sorry about my behavior before the trial when I gave you those flowers. I just felt your anger and it scared me. I am . . . able to feel the emotions of others and it directly affects me to the point where I can't control my actions or powers. So I left before I could hurt you and Ethan.~ she admitted, clearly ashamed of her actions.




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While Heath knew Andromida was telling him the truth about her relationship with Jennova, it was apparent she wasn't going to tell him everything either, like when she dropped the subject. That was understandable considering they just met. He planned on keeping an eye on her too to see which side of the fence she would lay on when it came to Ajax and Mason. He recalled her testimony and it wouldn't surprise him if she was an emotional wreck right now. It would explain why she didn't say if she was okay or not. He watched her walk away and decided he was say good bye to his own mother before leaving with Iliana.

Returning to the Acropolis, he soon found his mother. Athena saw his approach and gave him a small grin.

"You did well today son."

"Thank you mother. Is there anything I should know before we leave?"

"Indeed, keep an eye on Mason and Alex when you're able to. I fear Mason may try to cause her harm. I have a feeling that sides may be drawn soon since not everyone is a fan of Alex either and there are those who would like to see such chaos, like a child of Hera and Eris. If such a time comes, I ask you been the middle ground for as smart as you are, you're not the warrior type."

While Heath agreed about the part with him not being a warrior, he still wished his mother hadn't said it so casually.

"Yes mother. I will do my best to make sure Iliana stays safe too. If such a conflict were to arise, it would be too much for her. I wish there was a way we could block the negative emotions she feels from others."

"Hmm, maybe an amulet of some sort? A stone of might help block them to an extent. Why don't we ask Zeus if he knows someone who can help. I know Nemesis and a child of hers give blessings, but I don't know if that would do the trick."

With that the two head towards Zeus and his family and find Iliana and Demeter there. Seeing Iliana interacting with Ajax, Heath goes right up to Zeus before bowing.

"Pardon me Lord Zeus, but my mother and I have a private manner we wish to discuss with you?"

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Image With the trial now dealt with, and with Hades completely out of his sight, Zeus could finally grab a moment with his children before they'd have to leave him again for Camp. "I would like a word with both of my children."
Zeus said, causing the other Gods to leave the room and the arena. "My children... I have never doubted either of you of being good people, and once Camp Athens is over for the both of you, I want you to decide on something."

he held his hands together in front of him as he stood there before them, looking between them with a gentle smile. "It is your choice alone, so whatever you decide, I will be happy. You can either come and live here with me, or you can remain on Earth with your step-father." he knew it could be a possible hard choice for them, but he hadn't done it on purpose to get them away from their step-father. Zeus knew as plain as day, what that mortal man had done for both Alex and Ajax. Raised them as his own, loved Susanna when Zeus could not. He honored the man, but he wanted to remain close to his children, to get to know them better than he thought. "You do not have to decide right away." he assured them. "There is plenty of time." he promised.

Just after hugging both of his children, and before he was about to head out, someone else had joined them. First, it was Iliana. The adorable young lady from earlier. It was nice of her to apologize to his son, though Zeus did know or understand what she was being sorry for. Next, was Heath. Still polite as ever.

"Pardon me Lord Zeus, but my mother and I have a private manner we wish to discuss with you?"

"Of course. Follow me." He leads them both to a separate room. "We will not be disturbed here. How can I help?"





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ImageHe couldn't contain himself. The second Alex was proven innocent, he vaulted over the wall and landed in the arena before he rushed over to her. He pulled her into his chest with his arms wrapped around her, and almost squeezed the air out of her. He chuckled as she wheezed for air. He let her go.

"You scared me."

"I know. I'm sorry. she said, her brows furrowed.

"Don't be. I'm just glad you're still with us." Mason wouldn't have agreed of course, neither would his own girlfriend, or anyone else behind them... but it didn't matter. None of it mattered anymore. Of course, Jennova was still robbed of life, but no-one could blame Alex for wanting to avenge her mother. So many would have wanted to do the same. Just as Ajax gave his little sister one more hug, their father had joined them.

Ajax stood there staring at him as Zeus announced his proposal to make a choice on where they'd both want to be, and honestly... Ajax was torn. He was already on the path towards Mount Olympus as future king, and Earth would be that home he'd miss once it was gone. Unable to step foot there, again. Unable to see the faces he cared and loved, again.

He knew his father was telling the truth. He had no reason to play manipulation with his children.

Ajax turned his head to look at Iliana with her mother. She was writing on that notepad of hers again. As soon as she was done, she turned it around for him to read it: ~I am sorry about my behavior before the trial when I gave you those flowers. I just felt your anger and it scared me. I am . . . able to feel the emotions of others and it directly affects me to the point where I can't control my actions or powers. So I left before I could hurt you and Ethan.~

He nodded. "Um.. okay..." He was confused as to why she needed to explain herself, but it was clear that she was more sensitive than the other girls, which was fine. Everyone is different after all."I honestly do appreciate it, but you, or your... brothers?" he couldn't remember if they were related or not. "Don't need to keep apologizing for what you believe to be wrong. What I'm trying to say is... it's fine. Just be yourself." He shrugged. "I should be sorry. I didn't mean to scare you, so... as an apology, how about I ride with you back to camp, huh? you can tell me a little more about yourself."





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Image It felt good to finally be free, and she couldn't wait to get back to camp to be with her friends, her brother, and Duke. It felt good to have that monster inside of her head finally die, knowing that what she did, was not by her own impulse, but a cursed and manipulated one.

She looked up into the crowd, and even though some had left, and some that showed no sign of relief for her innocence... Alex smiled. Wes, Duke, and Ajax were still there, at least. For a little while. Her smile faded.

"Are you ready to head out or what?" She caught Duke say, his arm waiting for someone to hook their arm around it. It was the girl who had made such a long speech earlier. Clearly, she had impressed him for him to give her the time of day, and no doubt a ride back to camp. Alex watched, and expected even Wes to come to her... but neither of them did. Just her brother.

He ran to her and hugged her half to death, right before their father asked them to decide on something that Alex was more than happy to hear come from him. For years, she had wanted to meet him, and dreamt so many times of life beside him where she would get to see him every single day. But now that it was offered to her... she didn't know what to say. She had so much to leave behind.

She hugged her father. "We'll think about it." she answered for herself and Ajax before her father left to speak with Heath and Athena. It sounded important, but Alex wasn't about to eavesdrop. She wanted to be back at camp, so she headed out and made her way to the winged horses where Daniel stood alone.

It seemed he was waiting for someone, but the second some brunette girl arrived, Alex smiled. It was nice to see him moving on. She didn't know the girl, but Alex felt as though she was maybe what he needed to distract him. He had been through so much.

With everyone else partnering up, Alex climbed up onto the free horse, adjusting herself on its back. Maybe riding alone was a good idea. A chance to be by herself with her thoughts.




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Ethan was glad he had the chance to talk with his mother more after the trial. He ended up talking about his plans to return to college when camp was over and Hestia showed him her personal quarters for inspiration for inspiration since he was now taking senior courses in architecture.

"This place is amazing mother! I am just overflowing with ideas now. Do you think I can come back at some point and see more? Possibly areas the other gods watch over?"

"Oh, I am sure Athena and Demeter will allow you if you ask them nicely. I can't vouch for the others however. As far as returning here in general, there's a good chance you'll be coming back here more often then you think. So tell me, what do you think of the camp so far and I want your honest opinion on the results."

Hestia knew he would have to leave soon and she wanted him to think about what might happen next. Needless to say, she was very worried for her son in the coming days and weeks. He was a peacemaker and with the rising tensions between some of last year's campers, she hoped Ethan would became overworked. Ethan told his mother about camp and his true honest thoughts. He seemed to be on the same wavelength as her too.

"I am worried what will happen to Alex though. Some might see what happened as a waste of time and might try to stir the pot. If things do come to a head though, I don't know what I am going to do. I want to ease tensions between everyone, but I know I have my limits."

"Stick with Heath and Iliana. Seeing how all three of you are in the same boat, I can imagine they'll stay neutral as well.

"Good idea. Well I guess I better start heading back though. It was great seeing you mother."

"You too son. Good luck and be careful."

Mother and son embraced before going their separate ways.




Ethan returned to the Acropolis area and soon saw Heath and Zeus. Heath spotted his friend.

"Hey Heath, I am assuming Iliana will be riding with you right? Well, I am going to see if I can hitch a ride with someone else, so I'll see you two back at camp."

Bowing to Zeus, the demigod left the area towards where their rides back were. He saw a few others leave, including Pete and Alex. He came upon a red-head young woman, who looked she was waiting for someone to ride. He came up and smiled.

"Excuse me, are you waiting for someone? If not would it be okay if I got a ride back to camp with you? Oh, my name is Ethan and I am Hestia's son."

Ethan held out a hand in greeting.




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After Ethan left, Heath turned back to Zeus.

"What I wanted to ask about concerns Iliana. I wanted to do something to help her with her empathy. She has made strides to become more open, but with all the negative emotions she has felt at camp, it appears like she's taking one step forward and two steps back. I've talked about this with my mother and we were thinking she could have an amulet of some sort to help her not absorb negative emotions so easily. At least until she's strong enough to reflect them on her own. So I was wondering if you know someone who might be able to help in that regard. My mom said Nemesis or one of her children could do a blessing of some sort, but she doesn't know if blessings work that way."

Soon Athena showed up just as her son asked Zeus for his help.

"If you have any other ideas, we would appreciate it. We don't need another situation that happened between Alexandria and Jennova. As sweet as Iliana is, she can become a ticking time bomb herself."

Heath had to agree with his mother and hoped something like never happened again. Both he and Ethan did learn from Athena that Iliana had unintentionally killed the person who killed her father and she had forgotten the whole incident.




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Demeter giggled a bit as Ajax fumbled his words when talking to Iliana. Iliana herself had a hard time understanding the first part of what he said, but was caught off guard when he asked if he could ride with her though. She looked back at Demeter for assistance. Demeter came forward and decided to explain a few things.

"Iliana, I am going to tell Ajax a few things about you okay? Is that okay with you?"

Iliana hesitated, but knowing she could trust her mother, she nodded. Demeter smiled before turning back to Ajax.

"Iliana lost her father at the age of 5, Ajax. It had a major affect on her, so she briefly lived here with me. She eventually ended up living with Athena's son's family and Heath's father adopted her, so they are siblings now. Heath moved out when he was old enough and Hestia's son, Ethan moved in with him when he decided to study abroad in Scotland. Eventually after an incident happen, Iliana came to live with the boys, and she's still recovering from that incident. That incident is what left Iliana mute. Hopefully she'll find her voice again. So Iliana, do you want to ride with Ajax?"

Iliana was relieved that her mother didn't tell Ajax everything. She was still a bit leery of him, but decided she didn't want to be scared of him. She did wonder why she didn't get scared of Mason's anger. Probably because while Ajax's anger was more red hot, Mason's anger was stone cold. Seeing how she still needed to give Ajax an answer, she wrote something down and showed it to both Ajax and Demeter.

~Um, what about Heath and Ethan?~

"I'll tell Heath and I believe I saw Ethan heading for the horses. Both of them are big boys, they can take care of themselves.

Iliana sighed and wrote.

~Okay Ajax, I'll ride with you, but I won't be able to talk with you until we get back to camp.~

"Well then, I guess I'll go and find Heath now Lia. Now give me a hug goodbye okay?"

Realizing it might be awhile before she saw her mother again, Iliana hugged her mother tightly and tried not to cry. Demeter hugged her right back.

"You will be fine dear. We'll see each other soon okay? Stay strong and whatever happens, keep your chin up okay?" Demeter told her before hugging her one last time.

Soon the goddess left the two. Iliana took a deep breath before facing Ajax. She quickly wrote in her notepad again.

~Lia is my nickname. So, after you I guess?~

The blonde was feeling a bit awkward, but would be strong for her mother.

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Image ~Okay Ajax, I'll ride with you, but I won't be able to talk with you until we get back to camp.~ That was fine by him since he needed to go over his own thoughts anyway about the entire trial. Seeing everything his sister had done due to manipulation, and the feeling of not being able to protect her from it in the first place. He blamed himself, yet again.

~Lia is my nickname. So, after you I guess?~

He could tell she was finding it awkward, or that she was feeling anxious about the entire situation he had invited her into, but she would be ago once he had given her the time to warm up to him.

Ajax motioned his head to the horse with a smile. "Ladies first." he carefully took hold of her waist and hoisted her up onto the horse's back before hopping on behind her, before he took the reins and chuckled as he felt her tense up slightly with his arms either side of her. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, or throw you off mid-flight. I promise. That's only for those who start singing annoying songs." he joked, knowing that she wouldn't be able to with being quiet. It wasn't long before they were back at Camp. The horse executed its landing perfectly before he hopped off and helped Iliana down gently. "See, wasn't so bad was it?" he asked, and gave her shoulder a gentle, comforting rub. "I swear I'm not all Mr.Angry."

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The following day, Ajax woke with the feeling that he hadn't slept that well. The trial still lingering in his head, the feeling of his own girlfriend hating him more than ever, and how everyone was going to be now Alex was free.

There was always going to be tension in the air no matter what, and after yesterday... they needed something normal. Something that could at least allow them to relax for a little while Maybe a beach party like last year? It would be easy to set up. Daniel was the only person, so far, that he knew was enthusiastic about music, or maybe they could set up a cushioned area on the beach, huge fabric screen to watch a horror movie or something like that?

He got out of bed and put on some clean clothes after quickly using the bathroom to wash etc, and headed outside and headed towards the canteen to get some breakfast.

He sat in the far corner by himself, for now, hoping that he wasn't looking unapproachable to those who needed him as the staff announcement came through the speakers. "As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food." the speakers squeaked slightly as they turned off, and Ajax remained to enjoy his morning cereal of cornflakes. He had voted for the movie night.

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After conversing with the one named Evelyn, Ethan stayed behind to wait for his friends. First to arrive back was Iliana, who was with Ajax. Seeing the two interact, he decided to let them 'talk' before he would go greet them.

Iliana had wanted to smile or laugh at a few of the things that Ajax mentioned. The bit about annoying singing had been one of them, but the best she could do was a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth. However her eyes had shined in amusement. She was trying, but it was a slow go. The ride itself was fine. After he helped her dismount, Ajax asked if the ride wasn't so bad and mentioned he wasn't always angry. She had a feeling that the question he asked was rhetorical, but she shook her head regardless. While it was true he wasn't angry now, who was to say that would change? It was at that moment she saw Ethan. Relieved to see him at least, she turned back to Ajax and quickly wrote in her notepad.

~Thank you for the ride back. I guess I'll see you later.~

After bowing to him, she quickly went over to Ethan.

"Well now, did you enjoy your ride with Ajax there? I guess all that leaves now is your brother. Would you like to wait for him?

Iliana nodded and the two stood together in silence.

It really didn't take Heath long to return to camp. Even though Zeus hadn't been able to help much, Athena and him were able to discuss a few possibilities. She would go to Hecate and Hephaestus for help in making an amulet to help ward off negative emotions. She would deliver it to Heath herself or have someone give it to him or Iliana, hopefully by the end of the week at the most. By the time they finished their talk, all the other demigods had left. Luckily there was still one horse left. When Heath landed he quickly saw his sister and Ethan. As he approached, Ethan was the first to speak up.

"There you are. What took you so long?"

"I was talking with my mother and Zeus about Iliana. We're going to try and get Lia an amulet to help protect her from negative emotions to where at least they won't affect her as much. So what we decided, with Zeus's permission, was to get Hecate and Hephaestus involved. Hephaestus can make the amulet and Hecate can charm it. How does that sound, Lia?"

Iliana looked at Heath in surprise. She didn't know why she didn't think of something like that in the past. It was aggravating on how much influence people's emotions had on her. Want to tell Heath of her appreciation, she wrote something down and showed it to him.

~That you so much Heath.~

She gave him a hug. The three talked about the trial a bit before deciding to go back to their cabin to do their own thing before the day was over.




The night had been a rough one for all three. For one thing, several times during the night, Iliana had woken up crying and screaming. She was having nightmares again. This was why she actually slept with Heath, even though their cabin had three bedrooms. Heath never knew what nightmare Iliana was having for she either had nightmares about her father's murder or her kidnapping. This time he wouldn't be surprised if the nightmare was her father's death. He had learned about her conversation with Mason from her. Each time Iliana woke up, Ethan had come in to since he heard her cries. It was sad crying and screaming were the only sounds she made now. On the 3rd time Iliana had a nightmare that night, Ethan stayed in the same room and Iliana finally went to sleep.

She was actually the first one of them to wake up. She noticed that both Ethan and Heath were sound asleep. While she was tired herself, she was more drained then anything. Yesterday after they returned to the cabin she found out where the greenhouse and gardens were. Needing something to calm her nerves and hopefully revive her a bit, she go changed into her 'garden clothes' before leaving a note and left the cabin just around sunrise.

After an hour of gardening in the greenhouse, she returned to their cabin to see them still asleep. She decided to get going without them for once because she was now very hungry. She took a shower, got changed, and left another note she'd be at the main hall.

Walking towards the hall she heard an announcement.

"As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food."

There was just one problem with that, Iliana didn't know where the main cabin was. And both options didn't sound too appealing to her. Iliana had always been picky about movies and she never been to many game nights. So she wouldn't worry about it at the moment. Reaching the main hall, she saw several people there, including Ajax, Mason, a redhead she didn't recognize, and Poseidon's daughter. What was her name again? Sighing, Iliana focused on getting breakfast and after getting some, decided to sit on her own, hoping that Ethan and Heath would arrive soon.

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Image Mason was in as good as another world when a voice brought him back to reality. "Good morning, my name is Penelope Givens and I just got in last night. Oh you can call me Nelly. I just wanted to introduce myself really quick before getting my breakfast. I am so famished right now."

Mason rose a brow. Because he cared about her level of hunger. He shook his head to himself and bit into his toast, dusting some crumbs from his fingers when she returned. "I don't like being alone so I hope you don't mind me sitting here."

Another girl afraid of the dark. Awesome. "I'll stick to Penelope," he told the girl sitting across from him and chowing down on her food. Somebody had a habit of making themselves at home. But seriously did he have camp orientation glued to him. The amount of frickin newbies that approached him and cared to introduce themselves. In Penelope's defence, he was one of the few already in the hall so she couldn't see the likes of Wes or Eve who actually indulged conversation. But there was Liv so..."I'm Mason," he said, since he was a hot topic and every random demigod happened to know his name and story anyway. "That's Liv over there. She loves company and meeting new people. A real chatterbox."

And on cue Ajax entered. Mason smirked slightly. "That's Jax. He's a real jackass, hence the name. He's busy making sure the world revolves around him and his sister, even though he has a smoking girlfriend. I think, according to him they have a one-sided open relationship. You know, she can't care for another guy or compliment them, but he can screw all the chicks he wants because he's Mr. Athens."

Penelope wanted the Hades version of company and orientation and he delivered. Bit by bit, more demigods filed in. Mason had developed an opinion on most of them, but the important ones to cover were the Valises. He was trying to prevent groupies of the Valises but Penelope didn't seem different. Because they had the blood of Zeus, she'd grovel at their feet too.

"As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food."

They all sounded lame coming from the speakers. "Actually, there's this guy, Theo, that you might like." 'He's also an ass kisser, and pretty spineless. But nice to pretty faces and adventurous.' Mason was probably better leaving that out. "So what are you going to choose?" he asked, as got to his feet and gestured to Liv's table as if more were merrier.

He sat across from Liv. "Hey," he said. What remained of breakfast was a bite or two, which he devoured as the girls talked or silent treated each other. He rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his watch. "Crap, I got a thing to do." Mason stood up, resting his hands on Penelope's shoulders, smiling to Liv. "Your turn for daycare, sweety" he winked to the daughter of Poseidon and left. He was lucky to have sat with Liv for two minutes before offloading the new girl onto her. Oh well, survival of the fittest.

Mason took his plate, dumping it in the sink and headed out.

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Did Wes get a single moment of rest that night? No, no he didn't. For half of the night he didn't even move from the place he sat when Trinity left. For at least an hour he simply sat there and stared at the wall. Eventually he decided to turn on some music. But it always seemed the songs that make you feel worst were the ones that come on, no matter how many times he skipped them. When the sun finally started to pour into the windows of his cabin, Wes decided to finally get up. He was exhausted but he couldn't handle being alone with his thoughts anymore.

So, he forced himself into a shower. Wes was so lost in his own mind that he nearly stepped under the water with his new mechanical arm still on. He didn't get the chance to ask Duke if it was waterproof or not. But by the looks of the inner workings of his terminator appendage, he'd bet it wasn't. He untied the straps and placed the arm on his bed so there was no chance of water getting on it, then stepped into the shower. The hot water was almost therapeutic and helped him to think straighter, a little at least. And that's when he realized he was so caught up in his own issues yesterday, he didn't even see Alex after the trial.

That revelation snapped Wes out of whatever funk he was in. He quickly finished washing, hopping out of the shower so fast he nearly slipped on the wet floor. Whatever extra time he gave himself by showering quickly he lost when he tried to put his arm back on. That was going to take some practice. But he'd eventually get the hang of it... Maybe. Wes then grabbed the first clean outfit he could find, rushing out of his cabin as he pulled his shirt on over his head. He wasn't much of a runner, so instead he just took long strides as he beelined for the main hall.

Wes weaved his way through the tables, not paying much attention to everyone else who might have been in there. He quickly grabbed a fresh coffee to go and a couple doughnuts. Then he left as quickly as he entered. He hurried back to the woods, heading toward the Valis cabin. Wes didn't bother knocking, instead let himself in quietly, and made his way up to Alex's room. When he reached her room he gently knocked before he opened the door. "Peace offering from a shitty best friend?" he asked as he made his way over to her bed, setting the coffee and doughnuts down on her nightstand.

"I'm sorry I disappeared after the trial. I thought you might have wanted family time... I was kinda lost in my own world." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Trinity and I had a fight. Somehow, someone got it into her head that I invited another girl back to my cabin. So, turns out she doesn't trust me... and I told her I love her." Wes let out a weak laugh as he shrugged his shoulders. There it was in a nutshell. He never kept anything from Alex and he wasn't going to bombard her with all of that yesterday leading up to her trial. But now that she was safe and things could start getting back to normal, he told her.

"So, yesterday was shit. We can agree on that. But!" Wes flopped onto the bed next to Alex. He put his hat on Alex's head and flicked the bill before he propped his head up in his left hand. "I've decided that it is mandatory we have fun today. You have to laugh at least 5 times. No tears unless they are from laughter or joy. And I shall redeem myself from being a horrible friend." He smiled toward her, tilting his head to the side slightly. "What do you say?"




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Sylas sat for a long while on the floor in Sloane's room after she and Liam departed. It was the first time in years that he'd be caught. He felt like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But it was much worse than that. Now someone other than Sloane saw a glimpse of the person he was... The person he really was. He couldn't help but wonder how much her sister shared with the giant mad man. She wasn't dumb. The son of Hades was a formidable ally, but if any of these truths surfaced, he couldn't imagine himself have many friends, if that's what you could call it.

Sometime had passed before he finally pulled himself to his feet. Sylas could feel his muscles already growing sore. Bruises on his neck were already forming from Liam's grasp, while he, no doubt, had a few broken ribs from being thrown against the wall. Sylas was in shock at what had happened... But more than that, he was angry. Angry that his sister could so easily find his insecurities and unsettle him with words. Angry that some dumb brute was so easily manipulated by his sister. But what he was really angry about, was that he lost.

This made things complicated, far more complicated. Now that Sloane had her protector and as far as he was concerned, that was two people out of his grasp. No doubt his sister used her abilities on Liam, knowing full well that would keep him out of Sylas's grasp. A direct approach was no longer valid and his window of time before people believed her over himself was quickly closing. He began to pace around the living room, his hand clutching his ribs as he thought. He lost the battle but not the war and whatever part of it he thought could be won with brawn or Sloane's help was unobtainable.

No doubt someone as dumb as Liam assumed beating him around would make Sylas hide his wounds, keeping the knowledge of his ass kicking secret. But he wasn't the type to cower, even when he knew he was outmatched... But only physically. That's when it struck him. Sylas wasn't going to hide his bruises or cower. Instead he'd do the opposite of what either of them thought. Sylas would be the victim.

By the time he had reached this conclusion sun light was already shining through the cracks of the broken front door. Sylas didn't bother trying to clean up the cabin, instead leaving it. The state of chaos needed to remain. If he was going to go with this story, the more evidence to support him, the more others would be on his side. He went to his room, deciding to change. Sylas had only managed to put on a fresh pair of pants when he heard an unfamiliar voice coming from the entrance. "H-hello?"

Sylas froze with his sweater in hand. He didn't know who had welcomed themselves inside. Was this the doing of his sister or Liam? Had word already spread of what he did? Or was it something else? "I was just - Does someone in here need any help? It's, um, Cherise. Apollo's daughter."

He peeked his head around the door frame, unable to hear what Cherise said to herself as she turned to leave. Sylas grabbed his shirt from his bed and called out to the girl. "Sorry, I was just getting out of the shower." He walked out into the living room as he slid his arms into his sweater. He went to pull it on over his head, making a little extra show of how sore he was, wincing at the movement. There was enough time, a brief moment that the bruises on his ribs would be visible. It was intentional... all of it. He adjusted his collar bashfully, as if he was trying to hide his other bruises.

"Cherise is it?" he asked, clarifying the name she shared earlier. Sylas then extended his right hand toward her, giving a timid smile. "I'm Sylas." Once he had a hold of her hand, he let his powers flow through their touch. He was the victim. Someone attacked him. "I appreciate your concern." The person who did this must be a monster, hurting an innocent man. Sylas was sure to be subtle, quiet thoughts that anyone who stumbled upon this scene might think. He gave her a sheepish smile as he released her hand. "Sorry to have distracted you from your run. I was just about to go get some breakfast... If you wanted to join." He said each word with a hint of nerves, like he was hiding something, like he wanted to divert the conversation and remove them from his cabin before she asked questions. Like a real victim would act.




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Andy tossed and turned most of the night. She might have fallen asleep for half an hour or so here and there, but most of the night was filled with her staring at the ceiling while her mind raced. Eventually she got fed up with trying. She should have been thankful, that evening instead of her mind being plagued with nightmares from her time in the Underworld, it was other burdens. The struggles of her fighting with her boyfriend or whatever the hell was going on between herself and Mason. But honestly, she would have preferred the nightmares.

She was used to being up before the other campers, that had been her routine now for nearly a year. Andy finally took off her ridiculous dress that she wore to Olympus and had half a mind to throw it away. It wasn't like her to dress to try and impress anyone. And who was she even impressing anyways? It seemed in the span of a single day she went from everything being relatively ok besides her PTSD and absence of a brother... To now half of the people close to her being pissed off at something she did or didn't do.

Thankfully the mornings were her time to clear her mind, just herself and nature. Andy put on athletic clothes that felt much more at home for her compared to a dress. And that day, she was even more of a mood to zone out the world. So, on her way out, she grabbed her phone, tucking it into the waistband of her pants before putting in her earbuds and blasting music. While others might think her playlist would be something from Rocky or other cliche workout scenes from movies, she always preferred serene classical music or instrumental tunes from her favorite movies. With the mindset she was in, it was the soundtrack from Jane Eyre. And she was off.

It didn't take her long to get into her rhythm. She had run this path so many times she could take it with her eyes closed, able to dodge every branch and jump over every root. And at one point she nearly ran into another brunette girl she wasn't familiar with who had a similar idea to her own. If Andy wasn't on such a war path with clearing her mind, she might have stopped and introduced herself, maybe even asked if the girl would want to jog together the next morning. But she wasn't in the right mindset for that. Maybe tomorrow.

Andy hadn't realized where her feet were carrying her at first. Maybe because it was routine, kind of like when someone goes on autopilot driving home and forgets how they actually got there. Because suddenly she stood there, stopped dead in her tracks before the Valis cabin, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Andy's heart sank seeing the familiar place but feeling like a stranger. She looked around almost like a child caught somewhere they shouldn't be before she slowly approached the building. Her feet carried her up the steps and to the front door. Her hand reached out until her fingertips brushed the doorknob... and she froze.

Just go in. But why would her feet not listen? Andy was too damn stubborn for her own good. Stubbornly loyal but even more stubborn when she was pissed off. Her hand finally grabbed the handle and started to turn it when she heard a branch snap in the woods behind. Her head spun around finding Wes approaching with breakfast in hand. Andy's hand fell from the door before she quickly retreated back onto the path. The blissfully ignorant Aphrodite son completely unaware of her presence.

This time, she ran with a purpose and toward a destination. Trinity's cabin wasn't far and it was the one place she'd be safe from judgement or boys. When Andy arrived, she hurried up the steps. She knocked on the door before opening it and peeking her head in. "Knock knock," she said softly when she caught sight of the blonde sitting at the counter. Andy pulled out her earbuds before she entered and closed the door behind her. She took up a seat beside Trinity, resting her arms on the surface in front of her.

Before she could say anything else an announcement rang through the camp. "As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food."

Andy tapped her hands on the counter. "So, the choices are booze... or popcorn?" she stated more as an observation of the two options. "Is that really a choice?" She was trying to make light of the situation, maybe get some laughs but it felt strained. Neither one of them seemed in the laughing mood. "We could always just stay locked away from the world. Play Mario Kart, eat too much chocolate and cry over boys." She looked over at her friend giving her a weak smile.

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Surprisingly, Sloane dozed off at some point but only to be quickly reawoken at the thought of Sylas lurking around outside the cabin. Maybe it was a nightmare. It seemed that since she arrived at camp, everything was turned on its head. Not that she was missing the days of secrecy, her brother using her like his own personal punching bag or her time hidden away from the world, but it was a lot to be thrown at her all at once. So, it really wasn't any surprise that she slept worse than a new born infant.

Once she heard Liam begin to stir around the cabin, she knew she could get up and move around without fear of waking him. Sloane slowly moved to her feet and went to the door, closing it softly for some privacy as she sifted through her bags. She didn't think about what she'd need to wear when she snatched up her duffle in a rush the previous night. Luckily, she hadn't done much unpacking so there was a fair bit still in the bag but it was her more casual clothes that she rarely wore. It'd have to do.

Thankfully she had a shirt with a high enough collar to cover a majority of the bruising on her neck, so Sloane used that to base the rest of her outfit around. Right after she wiggled into her shorts and fastened them, she heard a knock on the door. She grabbed the cardigan she had laid out and quickly pulled it on so that it hid any bruises she had on her arm. Unfortunately, a split lip wasn't so easily hidden by clothing and she didn't have any makeup in her bag. So, with a sigh and a slight adjustment of her clothing she addressed Liam. "Come in."

He was still dressed in the same clothing he wore the day before and somehow managed to look like he got less sleep than she did. Liam was silent as he crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Sloane waited patiently for him to say whatever he needed to say, leaning back on his dresser, lightly crossing her arms over her chest. "How are you doing?"

Sloane shrugged her shoulders, her fingers toying with the sleeve of her cardigan. "I'm alive," she said, giving a slight smile.

"Do you have friends to stay with?"

If the situation wasn't so serious she might have laughed at the question. It wasn't like Sloane went out of her way to make friends or get to know anyone. Currently, Liam was the closest thing to a friend. She looked down slightly, trying to find a way to answer his question. She was already imposing, so she wasn't surprised he was wondering where she was going to go or stay. But she didn't have an answer.

Liam filled the silence before she could answer, causing her to look over toward him. "Not that I am kicking you out, Sloane. You can stay until... you want to leave, I suppose. Your choice. But we are going to have to share the bed because that couch is not having me. It's okay if you are a blanket thief, but I draw the line at snoring and drooling."

His offer was nice, but part of her felt he was just saying it to be nice... if you could call it that. Liam had pulled himself into a weave of drama he might not want to have been part of. And now he was stuck unwilingly with the burden of Sloane. She tapped the toe of her shoe on the ground, chewing on her bottom lip. Her guilt had been clawing at her all night. At this point, there was only one secret between the two of them, at least on her side and she couldn't keep it to herself anymore. "Liam... I have to tell you something."

Her hands gripped the edge of the dresser as she tried to find the words. "in Olympus... I used my powers on you." Sloane swallowed, daring a glance up at him. She saw the fury he had yesterday and she'd be lying if she wasn't slightly afraid of igniting it. She quickly continued speaking before he had a chance to argue or yell. "I only warned you about people like my brother at camp and gave you strong enough influence to not be manipulated by people with powers like my own. By someone like Sylas." She felt like a monster. Here this guy nearly murdered her brother for laying a hand on her and what did she do for him? "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I knew that the moment my brother saw you he'd do anything to make you his puppet... That scared me. An Ares son under the influence of... Sylas."

Sloane's hands trembled slightly as she began to shove her dirty clothes into the dufflebag. "It should wear off in a couple hours and I will never do it again without your permission." She pulled the bag onto her shoulder and moved toward the bedroom door. "I'll... figure out somewhere else to go." Her voice trailed off before she made her way to the exit. She'd be lucky if he'd ever want to talk to her again after what she did. Sloane wasn't an idiot and someone like Liam, he wouldn't want her staying under his roof. Not now that he knew what she did.

Once outside his cabin, Sloane froze in the middle of the path trying to figure out which way to go. Her hands clutched the strap of her bag as she sighed softly, the tip of her tongue tracing the scabbed over split in her lip. Where in the hell was she going to go?