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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: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Ji-hyun Jin Character Portrait: Elias Stratos Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters
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"From what? It was just a scratch," Trinity responded once Wes had finished addressing her wound. The makeshift bandage wasn’t perfect or pretty, but it did the job. Sure, it wasn’t a deadly wound or anything like that. But, that didn’t mean Wes enjoyed seeing her bleed. He usually wasn’t much help, more of a hinderance, but at least this was something he could help with. Small, but it was something.

After he had mounted his beast and offered his blonde partner in crime his hand, Trinity stared between him and the hound. “I…” Wes’ brows furrowed as she seemed to be apprehensive. "I don't think that's a good idea. I've got like....its cousin's blood on me," she muttered.

Wes sighed, rolling his eyes in a teasing manner. When Trinity called the beast an it a gentle growl rumbled in the hound’s throat. "She," he corrected, then held up his index finger. "Hold up, It was you who told me to use my abilities, blondie… And now that I have…" Wes’ voiced trailed off as he let his hand fall to the beast’s neck, petting it softly. There was no winning with Trinity.

"I promise I'll be beh-" Trinity started before the sound of something off in the distance cut her off. Wes’ beast dug her claws into the dirt, lowering her body toward the ground ready to pounce. She growled, sniffing and scanning the tree line around them. "I'll catch up," she said toward him in a hushed tone. Before Wes could reply she was off investigating the noise.

The little voice in Wes’ head said something along the lines of ’Go, Wes. She can take care of herself and your one-armed self will just get in the way.’ But did he listen to that? Nope. But instead of following after her, he held his ground. He figured either someone as clumsy as himself was trying to run from him and his beast… Well, mostly the beast, Wes wasn’t much of a threat. Or it was a diversion to distract or separate them.

After a few moments of weighing his options, Wes opted to hold his ground where he was. It’d be easiest for Trinity to find him. And, he didn’t want to piss her off by following her… orrrrr go too far away so that he was unable to help if needed. He adjusted himself on top of the beast, then reached over his back and grabbed his spear. As he readied himself, Wes felt his beast stir beneath him. Even if he wanted to follow after Trin, the creature didn’t. Something about her wanted to stay right where they were… That wasn’t good.

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Evelyn’s eyes narrowed at his comment, no doubt she wasn’t thrilled at the first words to come out of Sylas’ mouth. But did he care? Part of it was out of pride. It was below him to thank anyone, especially a woman, for helping him. Did he ask for help? No. If he died? Well, so be it. But, he wouldn’t have died.

"I’m going to translate that to thank you."

Ah, she was smarter than she looked. There was no way the words would cross his lips and Evelyn didn’t seem like she expected it either. He walked in step with her deciding it’d probably be better if they stayed grouped up, at least for the time being. But his steps were slow as the pain in his leg flared whenever he put weight on it. Sylas wasn’t in a rush to go chasing after the flag. He was in the game for the blood and battle, not glory. Glory is for the weak who need reassurance.

"No. Things have been quiet for me," she replied to his question. It wasn’t surprising. It’s not like they were all guaranteed to have run ins with the other team or beasts. Plus, large groups attracted more attention… Look at Ajax, Alex, Mason and Andy. Case and point.

"So in future, for you to avoid disappointment again, do I let you become a beast's chew toy?"

Sylas quirked a brow, turning his head toward her slightly. For some reason, whenever people seemed unafraid or not effected by a glimpse at his true self, he always became intrigued. "I do prefer my head attached to my shoulders," he first replied with a slight sarcastic tone. Then after a moment, he let his eyes look forward while he took on a more serious tone. "I wouldn’t blame you… or hold some grudge if you left me to die."

He glanced over at her briefly then continued. "Everyone at this camp is so worried about being a hero. Save a life. Do the heroic thing. No matter the consequences… Sometimes the braver thing to do is to not be a hero. What’s the point if it’d get yourself killed in the process?"

Sylas shrugged his shoulders. It was the raw truth. Heroes are dangerous… Some people are beyond saving. Helping them would only get yourself killed in the process. Call it selfish, but selflessness is weakness. Heroes can’t make a difference when they are dead. "The drowning man will always drag someone down with him."




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Andy sat on the steps to the main hall until the ice in her rag melted, dripping blood stained water down her forearm as she held it to her face. It was surprising. She expected to see more campers eliminated, doing their walk of shame to the hall. But she only saw a few stragglers. At least no one tried to talk to her. She was grateful for that… But at the same time, she would have been happy with someone distracting her.

When her nose had long stopped bleeding and the coolness of the rag turned lukewarm, Andy finally stood. She slowly ascended the stairs and went back into the hall. She froze for a minute in the doorway when her gaze met Ajax’s. Then not a moment after they met, Andy’s head fell with her eyes locked on her feet as she beelined for the kitchen.

She tried her best to rinse the blood from the rag, but once she realized it was a lost cause, Andy just tossed it into the trash. With a sigh she looked up into the mirror. It could have been worst… Definitely could have been better but Andy still looked like Andy. The bridge of her nose was swollen and covered in a field of purple and blue that branched out beneath her eyes. But it wasn’t crooked, which luckily meant it wouldn’t need to be re-broken. It was just ugly. She could live with ugly.

Andy had half a mind to leave the hall and spend the remainder of the day in her cabin. She was prideful, and didn’t feel like dealing with anyone. But the part of her that wanted the comfort of a friend outweighed her stubbornness and pride. With a sigh, she weaved her way through the tables, her feet subconsciously carrying her over toward Mason’s table.

She slowly moved herself into the seat beside Mason. Andy didn’t say anything or even look over to meet his gaze. After a long moment of silence, she let herself lean against him, resting her head on his shoulder. "… Your new friend fucked up my face," Andy finally said, barely louder than a whisper. It wasn’t much, but it broke the silence.




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"You do know you're allowed to create experiences apart from your brother?” Ji-hyun said gently. The comment took Sloane a little by surprise, causing her brows to furrow slightly. "You're allowed to be your own person, even while you're with him. Especially when you're with him."

He then paused briefly. Maybe it was to check her reaction, but Sloane didn’t say anything. She remained silent, just looking toward Ji-hyun as he finished. "Anyway, I'm just speaking from personal experience. I have an older brother - for the first decade of my life I wanted to be just like him, wanted to do everything he did, until I got down to figuring out who I was when he wasn't around. I know a little about getting your identity mixed up with your sibling’s.

"Just my two cents."


"I don’t want to be anything like my brother," Sloane snapped, nearly talking over him. The moment after the words left her lips she winced, instantly wanting to take it back and regretting her tone with Ji-hyun. She didn’t mean to be rude, but being compared to her brother turned her stomach… And terrified her. Her gaze fell her to her hands while her voiced grew quiet. "…Sorry."

Sloane was silent for a long moment. She knew Ji-hyun was only trying to help. From what she could tell he seemed like the kind of person who never tried to put a toe out of order… The type that couldn’t harm a fly. She sighed softly. "It’s complicated…" She chewed on her lip while tapping her finger tips on her leg. "But I’m not like my brother." That’s all she could say. Sloane always had to be careful with her words, especially where her brother was concerned. Not only for her own safety but for others as well. It was best no one knew the truth… This facade Sylas created hid his true monster, and if that mask kept it at bay then she’d prefer it remained.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Wesley Preston
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ALEXANDRIA VALIS
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No longer wanting to remain in the same room as Mason or Andy, Alex headed outside and made her way to towards her cabin, passing the temple where it allowed the Demigods to worship their Gods. Alex stopped, changing her direction towards that temple.

As she stepped up to the statue that represented her father, she closed her eyes and hung her head down. Silence. Everything around her became nothing but white noise. From a daughter to her father she desperately wanted to be close to, her words would be spoken on the winds until they found their way to him.

"Why didn't you save her?" the faith she had for her father was beginning to weaken. Maybe her big brother was right after all. Yes, he was there to help them last year, but that wasn't going to make her forgive him. She has always loved him, always honoured him and defended him against others, but still, she could not forgive him about her mother. "It is so hard for me to not love you. She trusted you and you let her down. You allowed her to die. Did she not mean anything to you? did you use her?" The clouds above began to darken, the wind picking up from Alex's emotions influencing them. She felt like decapitating the statue.

She really believed that the new Gods were much better than the old. Especially Zeus. He never wanted anyone to undermine him or to go against his laws, or his will for righteousness.... but where was he for a mortal?

"She was finally happy and you just couldn't stand by and watch her live her life without you." She gripped the hilt of her sword tightly in her right hand. Thunder rumbled deeply across the sky.






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AJAX VALIS
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Ajax watched as Andy went and sat by Mason, then placed her head on his shoulder. He didn't blame her for not wanting to be close to him, but seeing her near Mason instead made him feel...jealous. He turned his back on them, busying himself by tucking in a couple of left out chairs. He tightened his hands around the back of the last chair before taking a seat in it, still keeping his back to Andy and Mason.

The entire game of capture the flag was still going on outside and as his little sister left the hall, he remained where he was. Lately, all she ever wanted was to be alone, unless it was the other men in her life that didn't bug her or fuss around her so much.

He ran a hand through his dark hair and looked towards Andy.

He couldn't blame her for defending someone she cared about, but just the words that she had projected at Alex just didn't sit right with him. He hadn't forgotten what Alex did to Mason's sister, but hating her or disowning her for it was out of the question even if that was the decent thing to do in most eyes. He didn't want to give up on her because he had faith that she had a good reason to know that it was Jennova who killed their mother. Still, Ajax could relate to a brother still mourning over the death of his sister.

He stood up and hesitated to head over there. He wanted to talk to Mason mostly, but headed in the other direction. Instead, he stood outside the hall's door to wait for the others to fall out of the game.

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Image His head shifted to the movement next to him, but she didn't pay him a glance and she didn't have anything to say so Mason let the silence hang between them. Maybe she just needed someone in her corner after the rough patch with the Valis siblings. Especially since they were in the hall. She leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder. "… Your new friend fucked up my face."
Mason smiled a little. "You're the one that told me to make friends, I can't help the quality of them. My options are pretty limited," he confessed. Not many people wanted a brooding son of Hades as company, understandably. "Your face will heal," he added more quietly, "and you'll be Mrs Athens again in no time."
Andy wasn't the kind that cared enormously about her physical appearance, but it was worth assuring all the swelling and purples and blues would fade then she'd be above beautiful again. With Mr. Athens by her side.

Mason's eyes trailed after the Valises uneasily as they left the hall. Then he cleared his throat once he was in the clearing. He wasn't sure what the rule was about bringing up the conflict in the woods but it had to be addressed. "So, thank you, for doing what you did in the woods. I know it wasn't for me and maybe I shouldn't even be thanking you but...I'm glad you were there. Hardly anyone speaks against her and him so...good of you to speak your mind, I guess."

After a moment more of quiet, Mason spoke up again. "Did you see my hot friend on the beach?" She couldn't see it leaning against his shoulder but Mason smirked smugly and it was probably best Andy was blind to his too proud features. A, for acquiring a 'friend' and b, because she was smoking. "Sure, she hasn't been seen or heard from since but to be fair...Theo kissed her last." Mason chuckled to himself.
Honestly, for today, he was done with spending energy on the Valises and talking about them. However his friend might not have felt the same so for one last time, Mason brought them up. "You can go talk to him if you want," he said quietly. "I mean..." he sighed out "I would like you to at least wait for him to apologize but I wont mind."



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ImageHe blew out his lips as he headed back to the hall twisting around his shoulder. That didn't quite go as planned but he knew that was a big possibility and it was worth a try. Duke only wished he could quickly have a word with his team or check who was still active on field. Since departing from them it was literally the last he had seen of them.

Ajax was the first face of one of the people that had been defeated, waiting outside the hall. Duke smiled, oblivious to the mood surrounding him. "My go-to guess would be Trinity but she was on our side, so who got the jump on you?" As Duke came closer, Ajax’s mood became apparent and Duke’s smile slowly faded. A bad time for jests.
He stood by Ajax waiting for words or a grunt, or some sign to indicate where his head was at. Sometimes even silence spoke for itself.
Or a storm. Duke's brows furrowed slightly as he looked towards the central point of the storm, then downward as if he could pierce the source through one hundred obstacles this far way with his eyes. Alex.
Eventually, he sighed. "I'm going to get something to eat," he pat Ajax's shoulder once and went inside the hall to avoid a potential downpour.
Duke picked up a fruit and tossed it in the air to himself as he took a seat. Only few were gathered in the hall which meant they had either grown bored and wandered away or the Trojans and Spartans were putting up one hell of a fight. Good.



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ImageIt got to the point he sat guard on the ground with his legs crossed and back to a tree. Keith threw up dirt to see which direction the wind would carry it. Unsurprisingly it wasn't that fascinating or long lasting of a distraction.

A small part of him thought he could pass the time with a bit of mischief, conjure something to amuse himself, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Keith wasn't quite as talented to just throw his magic around like that, nor devious or destructive. And even if he conjured something how could he control it? He couldn't risk an illusion because then he'd lose sight of the game. There must have been some way to let the time pass easier before someone came screaming through the woods "we did it!" and victory hugging and whatever else it was sports people did these days. Streak?

That meant the safest thing to do was move a leaf with his powers. He hardened his gaze on a single leaf and outstretched his hand. At first it levitated a few feet from the ground, then dropped suddenly but Keith propelled it in the air again with a start. Slowly he brought the leaf towards him and studied its patterns, rotating it slowly like something that belonged in a gallery. Keith hummed in his throat before a sudden breeze swept the leaf away. At first he thought it was his doing, a finger gesture too quick or so, but the clouds darkened and thunder sounded across the sky.
Keith hugged his knees. "This just got a lot worse." Now he'd be cold and have to deal with thunder and lightning as distractions.

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Wes was hesitant to do anything at that moment, his hand gripping tight to the spear. Trinity was off on her own following some sound, while he held his ground. This didn't look bad or anything. He turned his attention in the direction of where the blonde wondered. For a good while he didn't see her, but then something zipped by. He caught only glimpses of movement between Trinity and someone else. And before he could join to help her, Harleen finally came into focus, holding Trin's blue band.

"Shit," Wes cursed under his breath. He was on his own now and wasn't going to stick around for her to get the jump on him as well. "To the flag," he whispered to the beast as he gave her a quick nudge in her sides with his heels. He quickly slid his spear between his back and shield, freeing up his hand to hold tight to the animal's mane. It was probably stupid... No, undoubtedly stupid. But he figured if he was going to get knocked out, he'd rather it be going for the flag than sitting on his hands... hand.

"That's exactly my point, Sloane. I know you're not." And Ji-Hyun left it at that. It was rare for people not to pry into the meaning behind Sloane's words. Instead he took them for what they were, allowing her to continue or remain silent if she wanted. She appreciated that.

"Thanks," was all she could manage to say. It wasn't much, but it was something. No one has ever really told her she was her own person. Yes, she knew that, but hearing someone else say it... Now that was a first. Her mother was always telling her she could be great, better than Sylas ever hoped to be, but she didn't want that either. Sloane just wanted a chance to be Sloane. Without Sylas or Eris breathing down her neck.

Her attention was quickly drawn to the sky when a loud rumble shudder her being. It hadn't really sunken in yet, the fact that she was surrounded by so many people with a vast array of powers and abilities. But what once was a sunny day quickly faded to a dark, heavy overcast threatening at any moment to open up a deluge on their heads.

"Well, pains me to say this, but we've got work to do. May I enhance your perception a little? And I don't suppose you know your way around a weapon?" Ji-hyun stretched his hand out toward her as he spoke.

Sloane took his hand and slid down from the rock she sat upon, now standing beside her teammate. "Uh, sure... And no, I don't. That's Sylas' area of expertise." Still, she took the shield in her left hand, while her right held the dagger. Maybe she would be lucky. "My powers are more offensive... I don't think it would be wise to invoke violence or chaos on incoming opponents. It'd might turn against our favor quickly." The thought hadn't crossed her mind until that moment. The Spartans didn't leave behind a fighter to help them defend. Ji-hyun could knock them out maybe, but making someone chaotic or violent wouldn't help their already poor predicament. The odds were stacking against them quickly. And as if the skies knew this, the clouds opened up and rain poured down heavily from the heavens, masking any sounds of oncoming opponents.

The sky opened up, quickly drenching Wes and his beast. Although he wasn't a fan, his new friend seemed unfazed, continuing to sprint through the woods with haste. If Ajax was already there, then maybe it'd be a good enough distraction for Wes to get the flag... Or he could always be the distraction while Ajax got it. Or... it could just be rain. That's a thing too.

In no time he was there, just beyond the tree line of where the Spartans' flag would be. To his surprise there were only two people there left to defend it. Ji-hyun and Sloane. They both looked about as capable as himself when it came to combat, so if anything this was going to be a battle of wits. Wes had to fight the urge to laugh. Like he had wits. His gaze skimmed the surrounding area until he saw the red flag hanging high up in a tree. Gods did he wish he could fly. Rain plus tree climbing plus one arm... That didn't sound like a recipe for disaster or anything.

After preparing himself for what was to come, Wes decided to take the opportunity of surprise and use it to his advantage. First he took the spear from his back. Since he lost his right arm, he had been practicing with his left daily. He wasn't a marksman, but as long as he could get them to look one way, then he'd call it a success. He winded back his arm, then through the spear near the pair of defenders, but on the opposite side to get their attention to focus elsewhere than the flag.

Sloane just barely saw the spear flying through the air. She pushed Ji-hyun out of the way just before the weapon lodged itself in the ground at their feet. She quickly brushed back her water soaked hair from her face, as she scanned the surrounding tree line. Then out of on where, a large beast burst through the trees, leaping toward them. Sloane stumbled backwards, falling to the ground. The giant animal stood before the two of them, standing her ground, digging her claws deep into the mud.

As his beast distracted them, Wes ran around the perimeter getting as close to the tree as he could before coming out into view. Part of him was worried about the fate of his new friend. He could only hope he ascends the tree fast enough for Ji-hyun and Sloane to not be able to get a drop on the beast. He'd hate for her to die because of him. But Wes didn't have the time to worry about it. He sprinted out into the clearing, straight for the tree. As quickly as he could manage, he began to climb. The rain didn't help his struggle, but he ignored everything else and focused on the climb.

Sloane extended her hands before her trying to remain calm for the large animal. For a brief moment she caught sight of something. She looked over toward the tree and saw someone halfway up toward the flag. "Try to put it to sleep!" she called back to Ji-hyun as she was already running toward the tree. Luckily, once under the branches it cut back a lot of the rain so that she was able to look up to see where the opponent was. After a moment, she was able to make out Wes clumsily climbing, his feet slipping every few placements. With no time to waste, she quickly began climbing up behind him.

Wes found himself cursing nearly ever step he took. If his foot didn't slip, his grip did. But he was determined and kept climbing. He was nearly to the top when he felt something grab his ankle. He looked down seeing Sloane's small handing holding tight to his foot. He froze for a moment, not knowing what to do. He didn't want to risk kicking her and making the girl fall and get injured. But he didn't have another free hand to break her grasp. Instead he opted for the harder route, Wes hooked his left arm around an upper branch and with all his might he hoisted himself up.

It took all the strength in him to lift himself and the girl beneath him, but finally her grasp slipped do to the rain. Once Wes was free he took the advantage and climbed up the rest of the way as fast as he could. Sloane was just about to reach him again when he reached out and snagged the Spartans' flag. When he had the soggy piece of fabric in his grasp, he froze in slight shock then looked down at Sloane who stopped her pursuit to look up at him. "I have the flag?" he said in more of disbelief than celebration. Then he stood up on the branch and waved the flag. "I HAVE THE FLAG! TROJANS WIN!!"

After a well deserved minute of waving the flag, he looked down at the branches below him. "Shit. Now how am I getting down?"

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“You mean to say the strong will sacrifice themselves for the weak? We all die one day, I guess the matter is how we want to be remembered or leave a mark on the world. And sometimes that happens to be nobly or heroically, or the opposite.” Evelyn gestured toward him obviously meaning him to be the representation of the opposite. She could think whatever she wanted, good or bad. He could tell from the moment he met her that she could see through to the truth in each person. Sylas didn't care. If people were smart enough to see to his true nature then by all means. If not, then whatever he did to them they deserved.

“Heroics and bravery could be due to the fact that most demigods have lost that sense of self preservation. We've all come from that world where we were the strong and had power among mortals so it was... obligation to protect those in need. If those instincts continue camp will be a harmonious place knowing one has the other's back...at the expense of some trauma."

Sylas' brows quirked at the notion. "Not all of us. But I suppose I can see your point." He wouldn't deny that he agreed with her conclusion as to why most of the people at camp acted the way they did. He noticed that almost instantly when he came to camp. There was such a lack of self preservation that it made for an interesting course of action when trying to weave his vines. A healthy challenge in his opinion. Everyone was so eager to put their lives on the line for others, that only a master puppeteer could pull the right strings to work in their favor.

“But you, Sylas, I do wonder how far you'll go.” He chuckled slightly as he continued walking in step with her. Step by step his limp was slowly wearing off. He had hardly noticed when the rain started. It never really bothered him anyway. But it'd definitely make for a bigger challenge in this particular exercise when you can't hear people approaching or get proper footing.

Sylas parted his lips to reply but as he did so an airhorn signaling the end of the game sounded throughout the playing arena. He then stopped and looked over at the red head. "I guess you'll just have to wait to find out." He changed his path to aim toward the main hall. As the distance between himself and Evelyn grew, he nodded his head back toward her. "You're a formidable teammate. I wouldn't mind working with you again sometime." He smirked and then continued onward.

Sylas could only imagine how much Evelyn would hate the idea of working with him again, but the thought of the knot growing in her stomach at his poor excuse of a compliment excited him. He loved ruffling feathers but better yet when it caused a wave of confusion between being flattered, confused or insulted. If only he had more time to cause more mischief during capture the flag. But the summer was young and his time at the camp had just begun.




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"You're the one that told me to make friends, I can't help the quality of them. My options are pretty limited."

Andy gave a weak chuckle at his comment. "Maybe you just have bad taste in friends," she added quietly, meaning herself as much as Sylas. No doubt she's felt a growing weight on her shoulders and part of that lied heavily with her lack in being a good friend. From her side, she didn't seem to be making Mason's life any easier... Probably just more difficult. Maybe it would be better for him if she backed off and didn't constantly put herself in the middle of a feud that was never going to end. But she couldn't bring herself to do that.

"Your face will heal," Mason continued quietly. "And you'll be Mrs. Athens again in no time."

She stiffened slightly at his last comment. Andy didn't look up at him, but her voice was firm yet gentle. "Don't do that, Mason... I'm not Mrs. Athens. I'm Andy... Just Andy," her voice trailed off.

As she sat there with Mason, she gently hooked her arm in his, sighing softly. Andy was exhausted... From everything. In that brief silence she felt a heavy gaze on her. She was tempted not to look up, to ignore the feeling of someone's stare drilling through her, but eventually she looked up. She met Ajax's gaze for only a moment, but quickly looked back down at her hands.

She raised her hand to gently poke at her swollen nose as Mason cleared his throat to speak. "So, thank you, for doing what you did in the woods. I know it wasn't for me and maybe I shouldn't even be thanking you but...I'm glad you were there. Hardly anyone speaks against her and him so...good of you to speak your mind, I guess."

Andy focused on his words, almost completely missing his comment about the party the night before and the girl he claimed was hot. To each his own, she supposed. A woman like that looked like a walking heart break but it wasn't her place. She didn't make the best choices in companions at the current moment either. Maybe that was their lot in life.

"It was for you... And me," Andy spoke up in late response to his thanks. She was going to leave it at that, but she was too tired to hold back anything, especially from Mason. "I hate the way she looks at you. Like you're some kind of monster. She judges you and doesn't even know you." Andy kept her voice low so only he could hear, but there was a sharp bite to it. "She's the monster. I saw it... the rage in her eyes. No one cares that I was there, what I saw or what I did. They all forgive her like it never happened. While I had to sit there with this... Burden. That I wasn't fast enough to save Jennova. That I couldn't call you and tell you the moment it happened. I carried her body... I buried her."

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. "Those images haunt my dreams. Jennova, the Underworld... Daniel," her voice cracked quietly at the mention of her brother's name. "Everyone expects me to be strong all the time. To forgive and forget... But I can't." For so long Andy has bottled everything up. But since camp has started again she's been unraveling. She never was the type to say her feelings, instead being strong for everyone else, not herself. She felt like she was falling apart piece by piece and she couldn't hold it in anymore.

The silence was broken when Mason spoke up. "You can go talk to him if you want. I mean... I would like you to at least wait for him to apologize but I wont mind."

Andy smiled weakly at the end of his comment. "I don't want to talk to him..." At this point, she couldn't care less if Ajax apologized or not. It sounded so foreign coming out of his mouth, especially directed toward her. For two words that were so simple, it carried a lot of weight. They're supposed to be equals in a relationship, but she always felt two steps behind. That she was constantly having to forgive what he has done. Then the one time Andy does something he doesn't agree with, he scolds her like a child. She didn't feel like his equal and if anything that supported the thought.

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END OF THE TITANS REIGN

The skies rumbled as Zeus remained seated in his golden throne, his right hand stroking his chin in thought. He could sense his daughter's anger, pain, and his son's troubles of being the man that the others expected him to be. If only his children knew what he had sacrificed for them. He didn't want to leave their mother, but to keep her safe, he had no choice.

Before the Olympian Gods had built Camp Athens and before the Titans creation, the very first God, Uranus, had created the entire universe which had been crafted from his own flesh and blood. He created others like him and had many children. Uranus wanted others to praise their powers and worship them as Gods. He wanted weaker beings to look up to them as protectors and providers of their very lives.

After the mortals were created and given a home, Uranus became fascinated by how they evolved over time. They were intelligent, happy, and loving to each other. Proud of his creations, his son Cronus grew jealous and wanted everything for himself. So, as soon as the time was right, he waited until the other Titans were fast asleep before he threw Uranus off the highest peak of the cosmos, sending him into the abyss. Cronus quickly became the new King and threatened to send all Titans to join his father if they did not bow before him. Every one of them did out of fear, for Cronus was the first Titan that Uranus had regrettably created.

The world had grown dark, splitting mortals between good and evil. Cronus enjoyed the countless of murders that the mortals inflicted upon their own kind. It was entertainment at its finest for him. He took many wives, but there was only ever one which he truly cared for and loved. She was the mother of Zeus. Every night she would sing to her boy, telling him stories of his ancestors and how they became to be. Sadly, their happiness wasn't able to last.

Her angered husband was looking for all of his children since the fates had warned him of a prophecy, a prophecy of which his children would become the new Gods, and destroy him. Cronus began to eat every one of his children, but Zeus' mother was the Goddess who had been the one to trick her husband into swallowing large rocks after hiding her son on Earth among the mortals.

More years went by, and it almost seemed as though the Titans and Gods had died out since hardly anyone worshipped them anymore. They believed their Gods did not care for them, so they gave up hope. Cronus became angry once more, and as he planned to wage war on the ungrateful mortals, Zeus had learned about who he was and what his father had done. His revenge was to save his brothers, and together they would destroy Cronus and all who still followed him.

During his time with the mortals, Zeus had met Susanna, a beautiful woman which had stolen his heart the second he lay his eyes upon her. They had their first child, Ajax, but Zeus could not stay. Cronus would soon find his son and if he knew about their half-mortal child, he would kill the baby and the mortal who had birthed it. Susanna never knew she had fallen in love with a God, and Zeus made sure he kept it that way before leaving her to keep her safe.

He went back to his homeland, to Greece, and saved his brothers and other Gods who were willing to follow Zeus to battle against Cronus. He had found out about the half-bred child that Zeus had been raising, and stormed through the golden gates with other titans behind him. The heavens shook as a war began between both sides until it came to an end.

Zeus and the Olympians had won. They had trapped Cronus and the Titans in the fiery depths of Tartarus.





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AJAX VALIS
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He hadn't noticed that Andy had seen him, not that it mattered to her at this point anyway since she was hanging out with her second boyfriend. "My go-to guess would be Trinity but she was on our side, so who got the jump on you?" the mention of the feisty blonde hadn't broken him from the daze he was in. Even though he was there in person with his best friend, his mind seemed miles away from this world almost. As Duke came closer, Duke’s smile slowly faded. No doubt he had realized that Ajax wasn't completely himself. Without powers, Ajax felt like he was nothing but an empty shell.

He stood by Ajax, no doubt waiting for words, a grunt, or anything else to indicate where his head was, but the silence spoke for itself. Ajax felt Duke's hand on his shoulder before he left Ajax to himself. He felt like a bad friend, a bad boyfriend, and a bad brother. He turned around, parted his lips to call Duke back, but the words never left his mouth. Duke had gone inside of the hall to avoid the storm which had covered the camp. What he wanted to tell Duke would now have to wait. He headed to his cabin and found Alex there, leaning over the table before she slowly straightened up to look at him. She was still covered in blood and dirt.

"Are you okay?" his voice deep, yet gentle as he approached her.




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Alex wasn't sure how to answer that question, but it was obvious she wasn't her usual happy self. In fact, she was tired of him treating her like a child, like she needed protection all the time. This entire camp didn't need her, and selected view that she did care about seemed to keep their distance from her lately. Maybe Mason and Andy had been filling their heads with nonsense. It was clear those two wanted her death as vengeance for Jennova, but what about the vengeance for her mother's death? Alex steadily rose to her feet, her fingertips remain touching the wooden table with her eyes on her brother. "I'm leaving." She decided. Her gaze fell to the table for a moment as the look of horror hit her brother's face.

"You can't leave. You know how--"


"dangerous it is?" she finished for him. "I can handle myself. I need to get away. I'll be back once I have found myself again." she began to pack her rucksack.

"Al, listen to me." but she ignores him. "Al, you just...fine." he had to let her do this. He didn't want her to resent or hate him, hell, he didn't want her to leave but if this is what she needed then he would just have to step aside and prepare for the worst. As she headed out with her rucksack, Ajax watched from the doorway, his brows furrowing as he folded his arms, fighting back the urge to chases after her.

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Alex couldn't leave without saying goodbye to her friend and Duke, so she headed back to the hall hoping that they would still be there. She could hear the others chatting and laughing inside which made her feel more distant from herself. She used to laugh and smile just the same, but now every vibrant colour of her soul seemed to have been drained from her body entirely. She felt like something was eating away at her, something that she couldn't remember but needed to remember.

She headed inside, her right hand clutching her bags handle that hung over her right shoulder. Standing by the door, she placed her rucksack down onto a table next to her. The game had obviously ended but not everyone was back yet.

Alex took a seat, sitting on the edge of it as she took a deep breath and then turned her head toward the back of the hall. Duke sat on his own with a fruit in hand.

With her eyes still on him, she reached for her rucksack, curling her fingers tightly into the deep green material at the top of it before she stood up and began to walk over to him. There was no point in lying about anything since he and the others would find out anyway. Ajax always turned to Duke. "Duke..." her voice soft. "I...I'm leaving camp for a little while. I wanted to say goodbye to you and Wes first. You need an explanation, and the only one that I can give right now is that I need to clear my mind, and to find who I am again... then I'll come back." she promised. She couldn't leave this place for good. There were people she cared about even if they didn't care about her.

She wasn't sure how he'd react to what she had just told him, but her mind was made up. She would stay in a motel for tonight, then head to her hometown and revisit some old friends and whatever else she could find to do while there. Just nothing reckless.





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AJAX VALIS
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Ajax headed back inside and poured himself a fresh mug of coffee from the machine. He stood there in his own world as his eyes rested on the table where is sister sat. "No." he said, shaking his head before he left the house. There was no way he was going allow her to just head out there without anyone being with her. He understood she wanted to be alone, but what if Hades finds her? maybe Andy could put some spell on her, keep his sister hidden from those who wanted to harm her, but at this point, why would she want to help him? yes, they were together still, but the way he spoke to her to defend his little sister had caused a wedge between them, causing his girlfriend to turn to her best friend for comfort and support. Daniel was the only other option.

Hopefully, Alex hadn't left yet. Knowing her she would want to say goodbye to Duke and Wes first which would maybe bind him some time. Ajax quickly ran around the camp in search for Daniel, right up until he found him with Evelyn. He hated interrupting, but this was important to him. "Daniel," he said, not knowing that Keith wouldn't know that name. "I'm sorry for interrupting anything if I did, but this is urgent." he promised. "Is there anything any of you can do, like some kind of spell to protect and hide Alex while she's outside of camp? she's leaving for a little while, and I won't rest unless I know she's safe. Please, I'm begging you." begging wasn't something Ajax did often, but he was doing it now. "I will do anything. I will wash your dishes or something." he half laughed.




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“I—I—I don't understand... Where is he!? Why didn't he come see me!?”

Trinity opened her mouth like she could provide the answers but all that emerged was a croak.

“You told her?”

Trinity felt a brief wash of relief come over her, knowing Wes was in one piece behind her. On the other hand, she had a very distressed friend ahead of her. And soon enough that worked up friend ended up falling towards the floor. Trinity jerked forward but Mason caught her. She put her hand on her forehead and exhaled, forcing her muscles to relax at the same time. “Yeah,” she answered Wes finally. A little angel at the start of the capture the flag game told me to. But why didn't it feel like the right thing to do? The information caused Andy to border hysteria and faint!

"Come on guys, she's gonna need the biggest support system she can get."

Trinity shifted to make room for Mason and Andy. As she turned she noticed the flag. In any other instance she probably would have pounced on Wes in an over excited triumph and asked for the details but now hardly seemed the appropriate time. She offered him a tight smile and tailed uselessly behind Mason to Andy's cabin. Rather than stroll on in, Trinity lurked by the doorway. She didn't want to hover over Andy, especially when her friend was in the most qualified hands; Mason understood the lost sibling concept and resurrection. Trinity leaned against Andy's cabin and sighed. She imagined what it'd be like losing Sam and coming to terms with it within a year only for someone to come along and claim he's alive.

"So you've really seen him then?" Mason came back asking. "Did he say much?"

Trinity reluctantly shook her head. “Not to me,” she regretfully reported honestly.

"I got some things to iron out with Andy if you two don't mind."

At this Trinity straightened. She had half a mind to oppose and insist to stay but Trinity tried to think of a reason or what her company could offer and reached nothing. Instead, she nodded to Mason and wandered a few feet away from the daughter of Hecate's cabin. Trinity pouted and trudged a few steps to Wes and put her head to his chest in defeat. Even though his shirt was damp from the rain, Trinity couldn't bring herself to care and for a moment she just let herself sulk there. “I should have waited for you. You could have broke it to her better and helped her,” she muttered.

She sighed out then drew back to glance at the unlikely victor of capture the flag. Her eyes scanned his face, almost getting distracted by his eyes, before they trailed to his body. “You don't look too beaten up so that's good. How'd you all fare?”



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"I'm Keith. Thanks for your concern." At least she obtained a name to the face and distortion he gave her.

Evelyn detected a moment of stiff silence from there but it was something she was compatible with. It didn't phase her in the least. However, Keith felt differently. "Did you um..manage okay in the game? I mean, I assume we won but it's also plausible that they forgot about me."

“I did.” To throw the guy a bone however for conversational efforts, she added,“my role was a little more supportive and focused on helping and hindering through indirect methods. I'm fairly sure we won.” Evelyn shrugged. “I'm not clairvoyant or psychic but it's a hunch. Besides, I think people would notice if you failed as a defender.”

"So Evelyn, do you have a boyfriend?" She faltered in step at the abrupt topic change and looked at him wide eyed. "I mean I'm not interested or anything but- no - you're a very beautifu- pretty girl woman."
Despite herself, she felt her cheeks grow warm even as his yammering continued. "You're super attractive, I just don't want to date you. I'd be happy to date a woman of your stance, I'm not trying to start anything. Please feel no need to answer that question. It's completely inappropriate."

Evelyn snapped out of her flattered state. “Don’t hurt yourself, it's fine,” she concluded for him.

Further saviour came in the shape of Zeus's son, calling out to Daniel while meeting with Keith. Evelyn gave Keith an unimpressed side-glance. Before she could walk away, Ajax continued. "I'm sorry for interrupting anything if I did, but this is urgent. Is there anything any of you can do, like some kind of spell to protect and hide Alex while she's outside of camp? she's leaving for a little while, and I won't rest unless I know she's safe. Please, I'm begging you."

Evelyn paused. A leader begging. The blood of Zeus no less. And he did say any of you, unless Ajax was just referring to Keith and his split ego. “I might be able to bless a possession of hers, as long as it's always on her being.” Then daringly and inquisitively, she asked, “What is it she needs protection from?” Because what did the daughter of Zeus need protection from? Evelyn imagined only a few things could triumph over their power. “If you want this done right, it's better to know what we're hiding her from,” she said. While it did peak her interest, she wasn't asking for gossip's sake and she wanted that to come across clear to Ajax.

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Image Trinity and Wesley agreed on one major problem: Daniel wasn't totally Daniel. The guy made a scene wherever he pranced off to and that was exactly what Mason feared. So not only did Andy have this resurrected brother that hadn't seen her yet, but he'd be someone different like a doppelgänger or shell when she'd see him. Hopefully Mason just met him first. He closed his eyes to gather his strength and courage to be able to comfort Andy.

Heading back to her room, Mason quickly missed the reinforcement of Wesley and Trinity when he saw how Andy was. Mason slowly approached and sat on the edge of her bed and wrapped his arms around her. "This could be a good thing," he heard himself tell her softly even when he believed the complete opposite. It'd probably be more like torment but right now it seemed like the girl needed hope. "At least he's here." But the both of them knew there were fates worse than death. Like having a soul removed, being tortured and near broken, tormented by ghosts of your loved ones.

He sighed out and drew away from Andy to meet her eyes. No more bullshit, she deserved better. "I never saw Daniel in the Underworld. Hades kept me pretty busy but from what I saw...not in our domain anyway," he shook his head. "I'm so sorry, and I know that doesn't change anything but I am. I wanted to tell you sooner but you just looked like you were getting happy again and I couldn't ruin that for you."

Mason wanted to comfort her but for the life of him he didn't know how or what better news was on the horizon for her. "I’m gonna be here for you this time. No matter what. You got a whole support system at camp.” The son of Zeus, son of Hades, daughter of Ares who'd all try their hardest to protect Andy and pick her up when she was down.

"If you want to see him, when you're ready, we could search for him together. There's no rush," he told her gently.



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"Daniel," Ajax called.
Keith glanced over his shoulder for a moment before engaging in eye contact with the son of Zeus. Apparently he meant him.
"I'm sorry for interrupting anything if I did, but this is urgent." Keith expected as much, seeing as they didn't cross hairs that much and the way Ajax headed towards them. But what news did he bring? Keith entwined his hands behind his back, listening patiently. "Is there anything any of you can do, like some kind of spell to protect and hide Alex while she's outside of camp? she's leaving for a little while, and I won't rest unless I know she's safe. Please, I'm begging you."
Keith rose his brow quizzically. "I'm sorry?" He turned on his heel to look at Evelyn then twisted back to Ajax.
"I will do anything. I will wash your dishes or something."
Keith's head jerked back. He never thought he'd see the day or prank Ajax offered to be a slave. When it came to Alex though, it most likely wasn't a joke. So as to prevent igniting the wrath of Zeus, Keith cleared his throat. "It's not that I don't want to help you, Ajax. It's more the fact that I..." he shifted uncomfortably and shot a nervous glance between his company then rested his gaze on the ground.

Before he could finish, Evelyn cut in unbeknownst to her that she was sparing him from more humiliation. “I might be able to bless a possession of hers, as long as it's always on her being. What is it she needs protection from?”

Keith's brows shot up. It wasn't forbidden to ask Ajax questions but he thought it might have been - fair and a good question, completely, but a little brash. "If you want this done right, it's better to know what we're hiding her from," Evelyn justified. Keith found himself nodding along. The perfect question followed by the perfect explanation. Hitting that nail on the head.

He cleared his throat. "We can always try," he finally answered and shrugged. It was Ajax's call if he wanted to follow through with it or not. Well technically it was Alex's since the charm or cast was going towards her and everyone knew she could be a firecracker but Ajax was the scarier sibling and Keith didn't fancy letting the camp suffer severe storms until Alex came back. "Hey..um, ha- has Alex consented to this or..?"




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"Duke..." Alex called to him softly. Initially he turned to her with a ready smile and some taunting on the game but something in her expression made him stop before it could even begin. "I...I'm leaving camp for a little while. I wanted to say goodbye to you and Wes first. You need an explanation, and the only one that I can give right now is that I need to clear my mind, and to find who I am again... then I'll come back."

ImageFor a smart man, her plan seemed to render him dumb and speechless. Especially when it was relatively straight-forward. "I uh...I don't know what to say," he admitted. He didn't want her questioning her decision and self further but he was never one to hold back on his voice. "Alex, you're young and extremely powerful and...cursed with the temper of Zeus, you made a mistake. It was a big one and costly, but it was a mistake. You can find yourself here. Stressful environments is sometimes where we find out the most about ourselves."

Duke understood her desire for meditation and to get away from camp and if she wanted that break, she'd get it. There'd be no stopping her. And Duke wasn't trying to stop her, merely pointing out that she didn't have to escape. He could guess a large part of her desire to clear her mind and find herself was related to the death of Hades daughter and it wasn't something she could run from or reset. Just learn to live with it...and that was the reality.

After a moment of staring at her and helplessly hoping she got the revelation and inner peace she needed, he continued, "Thank you for telling me. I appreciate it." Because the alternative was she would be gone without a trace and it was discourteous to those who did care for her. He opened his arms, apple still in hand and gestured for her to come to his chest. Once she did, he closed his arms around her and gave her a tight hug. "I wish you the best. Don't be gone too long, you'll give Ajax a heart attack." He chuckled and pulled back rubbing her arm.
"Oh, since you're gonna see Wes," he paced out the hall and down to his workshop, his long strides clearing the distance efficiently so as not to delay Alex. He nudged the door open and left it ajar for Alex to follow. Duke grabbed the bionic make-up sitting on his table. "A prosthetic arm," he handed it to Alex. "Early stages," he stated eyeing his work fondly. "I'm sure Wes would have fun being terminator for a while but I trust he'll want something more fitting...that replicates skin..." Duke smiled at Alex. "It helps if someone he trusts puts it on for him. So put this on his rotator cuff, strap the buckle across his chest and spine, like a saddle and he should be two armed again," he told her making the gestures across his own body.
"Plus, between you and me," he said leaning in like he was going to tell a secret, "I don't really want McKenna around him." And he grinned projecting his first big brother line. He knew Wesley was a decent guy and wasn't aiming to get in every girl's pants and McKenna wasn't charmed so easily regardless.

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Her eyes locked onto his as she stood silently before him, listening to every single word that left those lips of his. She studied his facial expressions. Deep down, she hoped that he would beg her to stay for him. But would it have actually made a difference? being at camp at this point in time made her feel distant from everything she once loved.

For as long as she and her brother had known him, Duke had never once held back on his words, and maybe that was why she liked him so much. He was honest with her, and never afraid to call her out on things she did wrong. The fire he had been born with surely roared inside of that warm soul of his. Powerful, handsome, strong.

He was right, but she still needed to distance herself. "As you know, I still have to go.I see her face in my dreams. I see her even when I'm awake." she admits to him. The first signs of her mind becoming unhinged to the regret of taking another's life. She was strong, but this had broken her. "I need to find peace with myself, then I promise I will come back."

"Thank you for telling me. I appreciate it."

Alex Sighed. "You're welcome." she told him softly. He actually understood.

When he opened his arms for her, apple still in hand, he gestured for her to come to his chest. She found herself swallowing before she walked towards him. He closed his arms around her and gave her a tight hug. Alex closed her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his waist, her cheek against his torso. "I wish you the best. Don't be gone too long, you'll give Ajax a heart attack." He chuckled. Alex smiled at that, picturing how much her brother truly would panic before Duke pulled back rubbing her arm.

Image "Oh, since you're gonna see Wes," She followed him out the hall and down to his workshop. He nudged the door open and left it ajar. Alex slipped inside as Duke grabbed the bionic make-up sitting on his table. She looked at it before looking up at him. "A prosthetic arm," he handed it to her.

Alex took it carefully, scared of breaking it. "Early stages," he says. She watched him as he eyed it fondly.


She steps around the table and towards him, gently planting a soft kiss to his cheek once close enough. She draws back and looks up at him with a smile."Thank you." she says gently.

"I'm sure Wes would have fun being terminator for a while but I trust he'll want something more fitting...that replicates skin..." Duke smiled at her.

Alex chuckled. "He'll love it."

"It helps if someone he trusts puts it on for him. So put this on his rotator cuff, strap the buckle across his chest and spine, like a saddle and he should be two armed again," She made sure to remember everything. As he told her, he made the gestures across his own body. "Plus, between you and me," he said leaning in like he was going to tell a secret, "I don't really want McKenna around him."

Alex smiled a little. "I... I'm going to miss you, Duke."






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Ajax looked to the ground and lightly clenched his jaw. "It's not that I don't want to help you, Ajax. It's more the fact that I..." Daniel told him. Hearing the pause in his sentence, Ajax looked up at him, catching the shifty uncomfortable look he shot the girl before she cut in “I might be able to bless a possession of hers, as long as it's always on her being. What is it she needs protection from?” she asked. He was hoping they wouldn't ask, since everyone probably already thought he was over protective of his sister already, and that he needed to give her space to breathe for once, but he couldn't help it. After losing their mother, he couldn't lose her too.

Ajax glanced at Daniel before replying to the girls question. "Anything that is a possible threat to her. She's strong, I know, but... there's stronger out there. I want to make sure that she's just safe. It'll be a peace of mind."

"If you want this done right, it's better to know what we're hiding her from," Keith found himself nodding along.

Ajax sighed. His Father's short patience kicking in. It wasn't like he wasn't grateful, he just didn't want to miss the chance of keeping her safe. He couldn't fail her.

Daniel cleared his throat, causing Ajax to look at him again. He didn't know what to tell them. "We can always try," he finally answered and shrugged.

Ajax reached into his pocked and pulled out a necklace that had a butterfly attached to it. A symbol that had always been from their father, to Alex. He held it out towards Evelyn, and looked up at her as he waited for her to take it from him. "Hey..um, ha- has Alex consented to this or..?"

Ajax licked his lips and looked down. "No, but she'll understand why I did it."



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"I hope so. I didn't see her when I came down from the tree." Trinity tilted her head softly, picking up on the change of tone. "I didn't realize you were worried about competition," he added sounding more like his playful self. Before she could interrupt, Wes carried on. "We can forget the whole date thing if you want."

He sounded a little dejected, and if she was being honest even she felt a little discouraged by the notion of throwing the whole date thing away. She just started to settle into the idea or at least tell herself all she had to do was be herself, Wes knew what he was walking into any time he accompanied her. Still, there would be something different - something special about a date.

"Andy is going through a lot. She needs you."

Trinity took in a breath preparing to speak but couldn’t find the words nor the emotions. He raised his hand and brushed her forearm gently with his thumb. "I'm not going anywhere."

She smiled a little then looked off. “That is true,” she commented. Wes was being completely sensible and compassionate about the circumstances surrounding them but Trinity still wanted the date to go on. But wouldn’t that make her extremely selfish? She glanced back to Wes, her mouth parting then closing with no words coming out. She cast her eyes downward. “It is a bit of a shame,” she admitted slowly, like each word required concentration.

“I um…” The mix of feelings seemed to make her incapable of forming an entire sentence. Her brain felt a little scrambled. Trinity snapped out of it and straightened abruptly. She wasn’t about to let herself become one of those girls that got upset because a child of Aphrodite cancelled a date - completely within reason to. “So what are you going to do to fill in your day without my amazing company? Personally, I'd suggest a shower or bath.” She crinkled her nose mockingly then smiled. “You're looking a little shiny,” she traced her own jaw in gesture to Wes's features. Whether it was from sweat or the rain or a combination of both, he was looking a bit sleek. Nothing imposing on his stupidly good-looking face though.

Meanwhile she crossed her arms. Her friend support duties were important , but right now Andy was with Mason and providing he behaved, she was already in the best hands. Trinity worried about what she could offer her friend for comfort that Mason or Ajax couldn't. Instead of fretting on that, she focused back on Wes. “I could probably help look for your beast a little later if you want? I mean I know I’m Ares Daughter but there are others that look for any excuse for blood and violence. It’d be a pity if it- she was hurt by someone who’s not worthy.”




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"Anything that is a possible threat to her. She's strong, I know, but... there's stronger out there. I want to make sure that she's just safe. It'll be a peace of mind."

Evelyn frowned a little disapprovingly. He was definitely over cautious and over protective, but did he expect many great creatures to hunt Alex outside of camp? His evasiveness didn't go over her head. She could see him growing somewhat impatient with their questioning and doubts; clearly not used to being interrogated, however a job done right was better than a failure - especially in the present instance, so it was best to be thorough. Before Evelyn could ask for clarification one last time, Keith offered that they could try.

She suppressed a sigh while Ajax pulled out a butterfly necklace from his pocket and held it towards her. Evelyn took it gently from him being delicate with the beloved item, pursing her lips far from satisfied in these working conditions.
One, that Ajax elected to be secretive or rather vague about why Alex needed a protective charm. Two, he had on him, Alex's precious item and three, Alex didn't know about it.

Evelyn turned her back to the boys so she could concentrate. She closed her eyes willing protection, safety and a shield into the necklace and let the power emanate through her veins and out her fingertips to link through the chain and butterfly. She inhaled and blinked a few times coming out of her trance. Evelyn turned back to the men. “Hopefully this meets your needs but I can’t guarantee it.” She had utter faith in her powers, she knew her blessing went into the necklace but to what degree it would hide and protect Alex couldn’t be known, so Evelyn painted fair expectations for Ajax.

Just as she went to extend her hand to hand it back to Ajax, she retracted it. “Unless, the son of Hecate would like to double check?” She opened her palm towards Keith now. “Cast your own spell,” she suggested, “trial the necklace with hunters.” There was a challenging air to the proposal. Something to test what he was made of in a proactive way and reveal more of his character.

Evelyn glanced back to Ajax. “Assuming you don't mind...?” At least with a test they could see if it worked effectively and everybody could be assured there was a good chance Alex would return in one piece. She cocked her head slightly looking at the son of Zeus. “You're not going with her,” she stated aloud. Yet Ajax struck her as such a family man... “Do you go out of camp much?”


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Image Andy scooted to him and wrapped her arms around him again. Normally once was already more than enough as he wasn't the hugging type but today she needed it and the least he could do was be a good shoulder. Even then though it didn't stop her crying, no matter what he said or did. He rubbed her back gently and she nodded against his shoulder.

"I'm scared Mason." He tried to meet her eyes to assure he had heard her right, but couldn't, not without breaking the hug. And in his arms at least he knew she was safe. "I just wanted him at peace... How am I supposed to face him? I couldn't save him. I handed him off to our mother... And h-h-he died. But, it's not him."

Mason sighed out. He was searching for something to say but kept running into dead ends. Andy drew away by that time, wiping her eyes and Mason studied her face. "How am I supposed to look at Daniel but accept that it isn't him?"

He stroked away a single tear carefully while she tried to compose herself again. "Maybe it is him. All we know is that he hasn't visited you yet and he's not talking much. That doesn't mean it's not him. Dying then being resurrected can effect a person." Everyone assumed Daniel wasn't Daniel because he didn't make his usual spectacle. But if anyone had a blade shoved through them then was revived, they probably wouldn't feel too festive either. Then again Daniel had a gift of being resilient. Even Mason preferred his friend in tact, however Mason wasn't an optimist so addressed the other side of the coin. "And if it isn't Daniel..." He didn't know how she could accept it or what they could do. "There's no obligation, Andy. You don't have to do anything," he said instead. She was putting too much responsibility and pressure on her shoulders.

Slowly Mason stood up from her bed. "Can I get you anything?"




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"As you know, I still have to go. I see her face in my dreams. I see her even when I'm awake." Duke was sorry to hear that and wished she had told someone sooner if her conscience was that tainted, but settled on nodding to her once. She probably didn't need a lecture. "I need to find peace with myself, then I promise I will come back."

ImageHe received an unexpected little kiss on his cheek from her but that wasn't what disturbed him. It was when she said, "I... I'm going to miss you, Duke."

He fell into his seat trying to scrutinize Alex. Last year she already left camp to put her mind at ease, to prove she didn't murder in cold blood. And now she was leaving again and just decided to admit it plagues her mind still. Duke frowned not able to make sense of why she was making it more difficult on herself. "How long will you be gone?" Although he could imagine Alex wouldn't have an exact answer for him. "I know inner peace is your own to find, but what about dream therapy? Why not ask a child of Hypnos to aid your sleep or dream walk with you? There are plenty of ways people can help you at camp."

Duke felt like everything he said was a losing a battle with Alex. She was so set in her own mind. So maybe a more brutal truth needed to be said. "Jennova was never going to make it," he said looking at his clasped hands. For a moment the sentence hung in the air. It didn't make it acceptable or merciful to kill her, however, maybe it was worth noting. "She wasn't careful enough. She was eager to please Hades blindly and recklessly. She started to lose humanity..." Duke recited, gaze on the wall. After that, he wouldn't be surprised if Alex thought him cold and he checked for her reaction.

Ignoring that, Duke got up and started to escort Alex out of his mancave to finish her rounds of temporary goodbyes. The sooner she left, the sooner she could come back. There was a trend on camp that once a blood of Zeus left something bad would happen on camp.




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He sensed annoyance in both of them which left him in a rather uncomfortable zone. Keith didn't know how to play peace maker very well. So long as things didn't escalate, he wouldn't have to. Evelyn took the necklace and turned away from them as she worked her blessing into it. Thank you again.

Now Keith was left standing by Ajax and he shifted uncomfortably. "So...how are you?" Other than stressed and high strung about protecting Alex. Keith wanted to smack himself sometimes.

Image “Hopefully this meets your needs but I can’t guarantee it.” Keith tried the more reassuring smile approach in contrast to Evelyn's honesty. Then as she went to hand the necklace back, she retracted it and an anxious feeling started swirling in his gut and chest. There was either going to be a fight or- “Unless, the son of Hecate would like to double check? Cast your own spell, trial the necklace with hunters,” she suggested, presenting the necklace to Keith.

There had never been a faster evolution from hero to antagonist. How could he get out of this? His powers felt like they didn't belong to him and he didn't practice often enough. Keith took the necklace gingerly, as if it had the power to sear him but it was only a problem on his own end. Upon inspection of the butterfly necklace, a half of him thought the contrast was funny from Alex's true nature, on the other hand there was a surge of familiarity. Keith looked back up at Evelyn and Ajax. He must have looked odd playing with the necklace idly lost in his own thoughts. "I....I can try." That must have seemed like his new favorite phrase of the day too.

If anything were to go wrong, or more likely, nothing were to happen, he was around the best people to deal with it. He didn't want to risk cancelling Evelyn's charm on it so he'd opt for hunters if anything. If Ajax didn't intervene which in this case Keith wouldn't have minded.

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Andy tried to muster her best smile as Mason wiped away her tear. "Maybe it is him. All we know is that he hasn't visited you yet and he's not talking much. That doesn't mean it's not him. Dying then being resurrected can effect a person." Her gaze fell slightly when he spoke. Of course, that could be true, but part of her thought that Mason was only saying that to help her not be so upset. She appreciated it… But she didn’t believe him. "And if it isn't Daniel...” Her gaze raised to meet his. "There's no obligation, Andy. You don't have to do anything," he concluded.

She didn’t know what to say. Mason was right. If this wasn’t Daniel… Just a shell. Then she had no obligation to be anything to him. Andy couldn’t help the flashbacks she got from last summer. The memories of Ajax without his soul, how careless and cold he was. Daniel nearly fought him in the middle of the entire camp because of how he treated her and now it’s as if the tables might have turned. Although, this time her brother is the ghost and Ajax is nowhere to be found.

Her attention was drawn back to Mason as the weight displaced on her bed as he stood. She didn’t want him to leave her alone. Gods was she tired of being left alone with her own thoughts. How much more of her own mind could she handle before it was too much? But Andy said nothing,

"Can I get you anything?"

”Can you go with me to find him? Please?” Andy sighed, resting her hands on her knees. She sat there in silence for a moment before moving to her feet. Her head was dizzy for a moment but wore off quickly. She gave a brief thought to changing, putting make up over her bruised and broken nose but she didn’t care. ”I don’t want to just… stumble upon him when I’m not prepared. And I don’t know if I can do it on my own.” She shook her head as she spoke.

She knew he was getting ready to leave and between everything that happened that day during capture the flag… their own little argument, Mason might want to be on his own. Andy didn’t blame him if he did. But she didn’t want to. Mason and Trinity were there for her through this and came to her immediately. Unlike Ajax who had to have known since he was on her brother’s team… Not that Andy knew if she wanted to talk to him anyway.

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"Not really. I mean, it wasn't your fault. That thing just came at me." Sloane walked in pace with Ji-Hyun, looking between his hand and eyes as he spoke. When he slashed his hand through the air she gasped slightly, taking a step back so the blood landed on the ground and not her. "But yeah, I'll take you up on that offer. Thanks."

”Be careful,” she warned with raised brows and a nervous laugh.

Sloane nodded her head toward him when he seemed all right and turned their path toward the cabins. "You know,” Ji-Hyun spoke up getting her attention as they walked. "Back in Korea this would never have happened. My grandmother would have freaked out if I came home with even a scratch on me. And my brother always stood up for me against the older guys."

Ji-Hyun paused mid-step, lost in thought. Sloane remained silent for a long moment, giving him the silence he might need. She glanced around at the surrounding area, freezing slightly when she met her own brother’s gaze as he made his way toward their cabin. Sylas didn’t seem happy that she was with Ji-Hyun. It even seemed like he had half a mind to beeline for her. ”Let’s go to your cabin.”

She took him by the elbow gently, and guided him in a different direction that wouldn’t lead them right toward her brother. Once Sylas was out of sight, she relaxed slightly, looking back toward the silent Ji-Hyun. ”I am sorry about your brother…” Sloane didn’t know what else to say. Deep down, she was envious of the relationship he had with his brother. Not that his brother was dead, but their closeness.

"But talking about him isn't going to bring him back, so nevermind me. What a game, huh? I can't believe they let us be the last line of defence for the flag. Wes climbed that tree so quickly I barely even saw it. Is it gonna be like this all the time, do you think they're going to try to make us warriors?" Ji-Hyun laughed weakly. "I don't think that's ever going to happen."

Sloane shrugged her shoulders. ”I can only assume so. Look at the Valis’, Trinity… or any of the other seasoned campers. They fight like… well, warriors.” She shrugged her shoulders, slowing their steps as they arrived at his cabin. She made her way up the steps of his porch, and motioned her hand to the door as a silent way of asking permission for her to enter.

”I’ve never been much of a fighter either... That’s Sylas’ area of expertise.”




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”That is true,” Trinity replied although she didn’t seem all that happy about it. Seeing the slight sadness in her face of the date no longer happening made Wes’ heart skip a beat. She looked up to him then back down before she continued to speak. “It is a bit of a shame.”

”I was looking forward to it too,” Wes whispered down toward her, just quiet enough so only she could hear him. His voice was gentle but sincere. He wanted every moment he could have with Trinity, and a moment alone was a rare gift. Giving that up was hard, but he knew her friend needed her.

Wes took a slight step toward her, raising his hand to brush back loose blonde strands. Before she could argue or say otherwise, Wes acted on impulse in the brief moment that they were alone. He leaned in toward her, pausing momentarily to glance into her eyes. His hand cupped the side of her face, his thumb brushing her cheek as he closed the distance between them. Wes heart raced as his lips pressed against hers for a brief, yet tender kiss.

He couldn’t help himself as he got lost in the kiss for longer than he intended, but Wes gently pulled away, smiling down at her with flushed cheeks. ”Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

”So what are you going to do to fill in your day without my amazing company? Personally, I'd suggest a shower or bath.” Trinity’s face cringed but couldn’t hide her smile. ”You're looking a little shiny,” she added while tracing her own jaw.

Wes laughed softly, raising his hand to brush his fingertips along his… shiny skin. ”Well I was in the rain,” he commented. But she was probably right. She also needed to see to her wound, but trying to get her to admit she needed first aid was like trying to get a boulder to move.

Trinity crossed her arms, obviously deep in thought for a long moment before she spoke up. “I could probably help look for your beast a little later if you want? I mean I know I’m Ares Daughter but there are others that look for any excuse for blood and violence. It’d be a pity if it- she was hurt by someone who’s not worthy.”

Wes smiled as he shifted his weight where he stood. ”I don’t know if I’d be able to find her. Who knows how the camp gets their creatures for our sport, or what they do with them afterwards.” He glanced down slightly as he rustled his hair. ”I can only hope that she was able to go back to the underworld. That’s the only real place for a hell hound.” He then looked up and smiled toward her. ”I appreciate it though, Blondie.”

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The anger she felt inside was better than tears, better than grief, and better than guilt. There was no turning back or erasing past mistakes. She just had to learn by them and move forward. "How long will you be gone?" Duke knew already that she couldn't give him an answer for that. It would just be as long as she needed until she felt herself again. "I know inner peace is your own find, but what about dream therapy? why not ask a child of Hypnos to aid your sleep or dream walk with you? there are plenty of ways people can help you at camp." That was if they wanted to help. Alex shook her head. They were good ideas if her dreams hadn't taken the dark path lately. She didn't want to admit that she was afraid. She knew Duke wouldn't judge her, and neither would her brother or Wes... it was the others she wasn't so sure about. Oh, Mason would have a field day with that knowledge no doubt. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction. "Jennova was never going to make it," Alex took a seat, her behind gently pressing down into the soft material of a chair that sat in his workshop. She closed her eyes and swallowed gently as she hung her head down. "She wasn't careful enough. She was eager to please Hades blindly and recklessly. She started to lose humanity."

Image He was right, and they both knew that was still no excuse to end her life, but it had happened and there was no way to bring her back. She looked up at him and furrowed her brows. "I should have handled the situation differently. I lost control of my anger. I just..." she raised her shoulders and shook her head. "it was like my body was there, but the rest of me wasn't. She knew which button to press that night, and I begged myself to walk away, but I snapped. It happened so quickly." she told him. "I'm lucky that the Gods have not come for me, or maybe they will. I should be standing trial before them and facing my fate."

Image As Duke stood up, Alex too began to stand. "I'm sorry if I've wasted your time, but I had to see you before I left. I wasn't expecting to dump all my thoughts on you, but I'm glad I did. It helped. See you soon, Duke." she smiled a little, then left his workshop, but spun around before he had completely disappeared from sight. "Thank you," she added softly before leaving.

She headed towards her cabin with not wanting to waste any more of Duke's time. After a couple of steps, she paused for a moment after her eyes found Wes and Trinity. Not wanting to get in between them, she carried on walking since she needed to pack anyway. Just a few things really. Nothing special. Mason was no doubt going to be happy with one of Zeus's children gone. For now.





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As Ajax waited for Evelyn to work her magic, Ajax's eyes looked to Daniel. It wasn't a surprise he was back with them having Gods as parents, but it was a little strange that Daniel was acting as though nothing had happened to him. "So how are you?" he asked, causing Ajax to frown. No, teasing comment? no witty words to throw in his face? Daniel definitely didn't seem like himself, but who could blame him after returning from the dead?

Ajax studied him briefly. "I could ask you the same thing, but I'm alright I guess. Thanks." Alex wasn't even gone yet, and already he was worrying and contemplating the worse scenarios in his head.

Finally, Evelyn was done. Her return broke him from his thoughts and the fallen silence between him and Daniel.

He went to take the necklace back from her but paused as she offered it towards Daniel. Sensing he didn't want to handle it, Ajax reached out and took it from him. "No, it's fine. Thank you." he nodded to them, tossed the necklace up into the air a couple of inches from the palm of his hand, and caught it before he headed off in search for his little sister. He didn't have time to say anything else, so he hurried towards their cabin in hopes that she would still be there.

As he made his way towards the front door his mind wandered briefly to Andy. He had noticed how absent he had been since they declared themselves, finally, as a couple. That girl deserved so much better than some mood changing male that lost his temper easily. With everything going on, Ajax felt torn. He wanted to the leader that many expected him to be, but he also wanted to be the boyfriend that Andy expected him to be. Blowing hot and cold with her wasn't her fault in the slightest... it was his, and no doubt Mason was there with her now, playing Mr. White Knight. He clenched his jaw at the thought before entering the cabin. "Al?"



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He closed the door behind him as he stepped inside and looked around the room...

Quiet and empty as always.

With no reply from Alex, he headed down the hallway and paused outside of her bedroom door. He closed his eyes for a second or two before knocking. "Al, I need to talk to you. Only for a moment, though. I promise." he knocked again. "I'm coming in..." he warned, then pushed the door open and peered in. He only found an untouched bed and the double doors that had been left open. She had slipped out the side of the house once she had heard him the first time.

He sighed before he went after her. She would be at the stables, unable to leave without saying goodbye to Pegasus first.

That horse had been with her since their father had gifted it to her during her first week at camp last year. Immediately, they fell in love with each other. Inseparable souls... Beast, and woman.

Once there, Pegasus's stable was empty...

Ajax quickly jogged towards the stall and held his hand over the door as he looked inside with hope that the animal was just laying down to rest. But it wasn't. "Damn it!" he yelled out and kicked the stable door with the tip of his boot, right before his eyes caught sight of the white stallion inside of the indoor riding arena.

Ajax smiled. He wasn't too late after all.





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With her hands holding the leather reins, she walked Pegasus around the edge before she broke him into a gentle trot. With every step the beautiful white beast took with his wings tucked back against his muscular frame, he hung his head down, tucking in his muzzle towards his chest. Such a majestic and beautiful animal.

Pegasus began to walk again, and while Alex looked down at him with a smile, she patted the side of his thick neck with her right hand. He stood still, and Alex leaned over and hugged his neck while she stroked him and whispered, "I'm going to miss you so much." her eyes began to fill with tears while she listened to him breathing heavy as horses do, air snorting out of their large soft nostrils. He blinked softly with his ears turned towards her as he listened to her quiet sobbing.

Her hand continued to stroke his soft white fur as she remained hugged to his neck. His two ears now turned to the front with his eyes on Ajax who now stood at the main gate. Pegasus blew out air from his muzzle which caused his lips to rumble together to let her know that someone was there.

Alex looked up, her eyes just visible over the top of Pegasus's neck. She quickly wiped her eyes before she straightened up in the saddle. Shifted her weight slightly before she began to walk him towards her brother.

"You're in my way." She told him, but he didn't move.

"Just let me talk to you for a moment, okay?" he asked her as he held his hands up a little as if he was about to raise them and surrender. "I know that you want to leave, but it's not going to fix anything. She was unhinged, just like her father. You're a good person, Al, and plenty of them know that even if some others don't. You shouldn't have to leave this place just because of one mistake."

"It isn't just because of what others think of me, Aj! ...it's because I have completely lost who I'm supposed to be. I'm angry, all the time, and I don't think I can control it for much longer. Do you want me to hurt someone else just because I'm unstable? - Would be following in big brother's footsteps after all."

Ajax clenched his jaw. He knew she was only antagonizing him to protect her anger onto him, and so he would let her go. "That's not fair. What I did was an accident and you know it. I told you what happened."

Alex scoffed. "You did, but was it the truth? - I mean, it's not the first time you've covered things up to protect me. I don't even know if I can trust my own brother anymore."

"Al.." He steps towards her. Pegasus takes a step back and opens his wings. Ajax steps back. "Okay, okay." he said to Pegasus to calm him. "Just... you don't mean any of that and I... at least wear this when you go... please." He holds a necklace out in front of him, and steps aside as she moves Pegasus forward and snatches it from him. She heads towards the stables without even a glance back.




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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Emery St. John Character Portrait: Ji-hyun Jin
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Andy heard the rustling in the trees behind her long before footsteps approaching. She was so exasperated by everything that she didn’t care what it was. Camper? Friend? Foe?... Hades? It didn’t matter at that point. Andy didn’t look over to the source of the footsteps until the person sat down beside her. She didn’t know who to expect. A pissed of Mason ready to argue with her for leaving without a word? Trinity? Maybe Ajax trying to apologize to her again for the… She’s lost track how many times he’s apologized to her since they’ve been together.

But no… It was Emery. Andy pulled the ice pack from her face and slowly sat up. She gave the girl her best smile, but she knew it wasn’t very convincing.

"Can I help with your nose, or would you rather be left alone?" Emery asked as she looked out over the lake. "Looks like you got yourself a hell of a beating."

Andy’s brows furrowed, taking her a moment to remember that Athena children could heal. She smiled, letting her hands, holding the ice pack fall into her lap. "Yeah," she chuckled weakly. "Had a run in with Sylas during the game. Just a nice little souvenir." She motioned to her nose as she talked. It wasn’t a comfortable wound, but Andy was never one overly worried about her appearance.

"If you don’t mind… I would greatly appreciate it. I don’t know how I would be able to repay you." Andy ran her finger along the ice pack. After a moment or two she made it vanish under her touch. "I could conjure something for you… Anything you want." She smiled softly as she brushed loose brunette hairs behind her ear. "Or, ya know, bore you with boring conversation about stuff you probably don’t care about. Sadly I’m not as entertaining as I used to be." Andy laughed, shrugging her shoulders slightly.




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[color= #68838b]"Yeah, Sylas seems like he might like a good scuffle,"[/color] said before he opened the door to his cabin and motioned her inside.

Sloane slowly entered the cabin, but quickly moved aside as Ji-hyun began to run around and clean his room bed he could. She couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. She didn’t care how clean or messy it was. Honestly, it was the first cabin she’s been in aside from her own. It wasn’t like people were lining up to befriend the awkward weird girl who could probably make them all go crazy.

"Sorry, just a moment," Ji-hyun said as he continued to rush around, clearing a chair and gathering things together best he could.

"It’s ok," Sloane said as she looked around the room. Instead of focusing on the mess she took in his way of life. The little bits of decoration, the places he seemed to enjoy the most… Of course, the bed, which was no surprise, considering his parentage. Even in the clutter it felt far more welcoming and warm than her own cabin. But one major thing was different… No Sylas. She couldn’t help but be envious of that fact.

Ji-hyun turned the now cleared chair around and offered it to her as he spoke. "If I'd known someone was coming in I would have tidied up this morning." He went to take a seat on the bed but quickly stood back up. "Um, yes. I have a first aid kit in the cabinet."

Ji-hyun went to grab it before Sloane could offer to retrieve it herself. She gave a slight smile as she reached out and took the kit from him, then motioned for him to take a seat on the bed opposite her. "You didn’t need to pick up for me. This is your home now, I’m just a guest," Sloane said as she opened the first aid kit and began to rummage through it’s contents for what she needed.

Sloane paused, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth as she thought. "Umm… It might be better to do this in the bathroom." She closed the box and moved to her feet. Sloane didn’t wait for him to agree or disagree. Instead she gently took his non-injured hand and led him to his bathroom. She put down the toilet lid, then gently motioned for him to sit down.

She set the first aid kit down on the counter and began to pull out the things she’d need: alcohol, gauze, ointment, needle, thread, tape. Sloane made sure her hair was out of her face before she gently took Ji-hyun’s wounded hand. "It looks worse than it is," she said as she turned on tepid water and carefully guided his blood covered hand beneath it. She was careful to be gentle as she wiped his skin clean, avoiding putting the wound directly under the water source.

Sloane turned off the water and grabbed the alcohol. "This part won’t be pleasant… I’m sorry," she said sheepishly as she removed the cap then took hold of his hand again. She waited for his ok, then poured the alcohol over the wound. Sloane could only imagine how much it burned but she knew an injury this deep had to be flushed to avoid infection. Ji-hyun would be thankful for it later.

Once it was clean, Sloane kneeled on the ground before him. She took a towel and dried his hand as gently as she could manage. She leaned in closer to assess the wound, trying to gauge how deeply he was cut. "I think… You may need a couple stitches. Three, maybe five. But it looks pretty deep."

Sloane made quick work of stitching him up, trying to make the discomfort pass as swiftly as possible. She then held his hand in her left, while her right gently rubbed ointment along the cut. And finally, she wrapped his hand so that no new bacteria or anything else could get into it. "I don’t know if it’s the prettiest mending… But it’s better than being forced to stay in the med hut overnight for a little cut." Sloane smiled up a him slightly before she stood back up and began to clean up after herself.




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“I mean I could, but that’s not very fun, or effective,” Trinity said with a slight smile. Wes saw through it though. They both knew the truth… That no matter how much she begged him to be careful and to think of himself, he couldn’t. Not when she was more important than himself. Of course, she’d disagree. But that was what relationships were like right? Although relationship was a loose term… Wes was committed to Trinity, but they never put a label on what they were. He didn’t want to pressure her and he was content waiting. But in his eyes, he’d do anything for her… And dying for her fell under that category. He was almost certain she knew that he was that type of person and unfortunately, no matter how much she persisted, his nature wouldn’t change.

He smiled contently as they sat there, letting his eyes close when her fingers first ran through his hair. But Wes’ eyes quickly shot open when she gave his hair a tug rather than affectionately playing with his hair. He raised his head to look over at her with furrowed brows only to be met by a sly grin and a pat on his head. Wes rolled his eyes slightly and was about to rest his head against her shoulder, but before he could Trinity broke the silence.

“Now, before you rudely interrupted, tell me how the lover responds to love then. Fair enough, you're not textbook definition of a fighter, but say some girls were sexy and charming and they wanted a piece of Wesley Preston, do you feed their appetite?”

Wes’ brows furrowed as he sighed, adjusting how he was sitting so that he could look at her. It seemed just enjoying each other’s company wasn’t on the menu. “You don’t like silence very much, do you?” he teased. “Well…” he started, trying to think of his answer. He had never been asked something like that before. “Before camp… Before you, I would have went with them.” His gaze drifted off, focusing on some insignificant piece of dirt rather than look at her. “I wasn’t a good person before camp, not to say I’m much better now… But your assumptions of the type of person I was… They aren’t wrong.”

It wasn’t easy admitting to the girl he cared for the kind of person he was. Wes could tell she was trying to see how he used to be, maybe to see if he wasn’t like the stereotype of Aphrodite kids… But the truth was… he was. Womanizer was an adequate term. He didn’t know the number of women and honestly, Wes didn’t want to sit down and figure it out. Since he’s been at camp he’s changed, tried to be a better person and thinking back on how he used to be only filled him with disgust… for himself.

Wes could see Trinity’s wheels turning before she asked another question. “So...so, erhm, who becomes insatiable in that case, when they sleep together? Is it Aphrodite or... the people?”

“I uh…” Wes struggled for words, clenching his jaw slightly as he thought. “It depends on the people. I don’t think I can give a clear answer. Some people are like vampires when it comes to their lust… I don’t think it has to do with a connection to Aphrodite, but personal appetite.”

Trinity sat there silent for a while, but out of the corner of his eye Wes could see the thoughts and questions all over his face. Her expression made his stomach turn and not while his gaze diverted. Her arm tightened around his neck, causing his breath to catch for a brief moment before he looked over at her. “Can you tell me about - ”

Then the sound of Andy’s cabin door closing followed by Mason walking off without a word caught his attention. Wes didn’t know if he was thankful for the interruption as he felt the tension leave him… Or angered by it. Deep down Wes knew these questions and the conversation was inevitable. Maybe it would be good to get it out of the way sooner rather than later so Trinity could decide if she could accept… or not accept the person he was and, in part, still is.

“Oh boy,” Trinity mumbled before standing up. Wes sighed softly, letting his hand fall from her side and rest on his knee. “Should I go check on her?”

Wes pushed off his knee as he stood up and ran a hand through his hair. “You know Andy better than me.” He could tell Andy has been acting weird for a while now. Every since the new year started, it was like a gut feeling inside him said that something was off. Just something small, almost like a tumor that was slowly growing inside her. Wes wasn’t all knowing but he could feel something dark when he was around her and it wasn’t Andy, it was foreign. Wes hadn’t told anyone because how do you explain something like that to someone else and expect them to believe you? He had felt it around some of the other campers as well. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was something else, but he had no proof beyond a guy feeling. So, he remained silent on the matter.

“Maybe she needs girl time.” He shrugged slightly. “She’s dealing with her brother… But she is also dealing with her boyfriend and her best friend constantly trying to kill each other. I can’t imagine it’s easy for her to open up completely to either one of them.” Wes sighed, looking in the direction Mason disappeared in. “I could go talk to him. I don’t know how much help I could be… But I’m not a Valis.”

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters
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K E I T HxxM A D D E N
Hecate| HEX: #8b9068 | Smart/Casual

He lied there arrow-less, bandaged and sanitized with a dull pain lingering in his abdomen. All in all, it was a job well done. And a job that could have been avoided to begin with. When the nurses left him, Evelyn came into view again.

“I’m sorry for pushing you into it, truly. If you weren't ready I should have respected that, only you know you best.”

Image"It's not your fault," he told her lowly. "It was my choice to make and my responsibility. I'm just starting to think I'm not worthy of powers of the Gods." Keith didn't endure an epic quest to receive them, or show valiant qualities to have them bestowed upon him. He was luck of the draw; in Hecate's case an unlucky one. He was just a big biological disgrace whereas others would kill or pray for the gift of the gods.

“What happened?” The question snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked at her confused. “Has someone been hurting you?”

"No, no," he answered automatically, followed by self consciously rubbing over his chest with his fingertips as if it would help erase his scars. "At least I don't think so." He frowned. "I don't....I don't know." Keith glanced down to his own foreign body. They weren't accidental or one time off scars. Tears threatened to form in his eyes. "I don't remember any of them." He met Evelyn's eyes with his own anxiety then traced over his most predominant scar. Something as big and bad as that had to be remembered and he knew he had a scar in the same position on his back. Keith wasn't much of a fighter but he did have sense of self preservation. "Look," he whispered to her and sat up slouching forward to reveal its twin on his back. "I know I'm not that strong but I would never allow myself to be tortured. That could have killed me. How could I forget something like that?" Keith winced and lied back slowly. But the physical pain was minute compared to the confusion and frustration he felt. The whole distortion of his life...now how could that be healed? "It's like the further I try dig the more lost I am. I have these gaps...these huge gaps. And it terrifies me," he confessed. He finally confessed the problem, and though he was as heavy as a rock at the bottom of the ocean, he felt some slight alleviation.

His lip quivered then he shook his head and grit his teeth looking away. Keith was sick of it but it was hard to pull himself together.



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Image Duke found Ajax near the stables which normally he didn’t visit for fun as much as his sister. He gathered Alex must have been nearby then and given Ajax's deflation, they had words already. Duke approached and put a hand on Ajax's shoulder smiling stiffly. "She'll always come back." Certainly Alex was independent and stubborn and caused her big brother grief, but she was also family orientated and took shelter with Ajax. Their bond was inseparable. Duke gently pulled on his shoulder to steer Ajax away from any prolonged goodbyes or arguments. Whether they thought it was a mistake or not, Alex had to make her own decisions and figure out things through trial and error. Except leaving the prosthetic arm either at his warehouse or her cabin - he was under the influence she was seeing Wes straight after him and he didn't like his creations just laying out to rust.

It was up to him to distract Ajax rather than leave the man high strung about Alex. "How do you travel these days?" Duke threw his head back towards the stables. "Horseback?" He smiled. It was hard to envision Ajax on a horse but anything was possible with the Valises, they continued to surprise him. More than likely it was flying since it got them from point a to b quicker and the view must have been fantastic.

"Come on, Aj, if you have any energy to spare we'll train." Duke pat his brother's back. Training would be a good release for Ajax because even when Ajax was a great brother and leader, he had his own emotions and there was never a time to let them out or express himself. The camp could endure another storm, it'd be fine.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor
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ALEXANDRIA VALIS
DAUGHTER OF ZEUS
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"Hello there, my name is Ethan Knox and my companions and I are new arrivals to this camp." At first, thinking they were talking to someone else close by, Alex didn't pay attention to them until she realizes they were, in fact, talking to her. She takes Pegasus' riding gear off and allows him to wander inside of his stable.

"I... um...welcome." she said, holding back from what she was originally going to say before distracting herself by closing the stable door. "I'm Alex." she smiles as best as she can, hopeful of it not looking mechanical, while the rest of her body felt like screaming or shouting with the anger that clawed its way at her insides. At least they didn't know about the hallucinations. The way she still felt was like being trapped in a deep, dark hole with no way out.

Her palms began to sweat as she chews lightly at the skin on her bottom lip, and pulls her long sleeved top over her knuckles, holding them in place with her fingers digging into her palms.

How long were they going to hang around?

"I was wondering if the stables were open to all campers here. If not we'll leave an get out of your hair." she was about to reply to him until she heard a chuckle behind the trio. She leans to the right slightly, looking right at a guy who had a slight smile across his mouth as he propped himself up against the door frame.

"Stable are open to anyone." she answers their question.
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Alex walks towards him, standing not too far away from the trio, and a few feet in front of Sylas. "Have we met?" she asks, her head tilting slightly.




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Duke approached and put a hand on Ajax's shoulder, his smile stiff. "She'll always come back." As always, Duke was right. His Wild-Child of a younger sister always found her way back. Even if she was royally pissed at him for about a week, tops. Just like with Alex, Duke and Ajax had been the best of friends for absolute years. Always looking up to him, always offering decent advice.

Image Duke gently pulled on Ajax's shoulder to steer him away. "How do you travel these days?" Duke threw his head back towards the stables, which Ajax took one last glance at. "Horseback?" He smiled.

"Flying carpet is more my style." he smiles.

"Come on, Aj, if you have any energy to spare we'll train." Duke pats his brother's back, and Ajax let out a sigh as he rubs at his imaginary beard. "Alright, but you asked for it" he chuckles. Half of him knew Duke wouldn't take no for an answer anyway, and the other half of him could do with the distraction and release.

He leads the way down to the training grounds that had always looked like a large gladiator arena, and playfully smacks Duke in the shoulder before he gets into a boxing stance, both fists up near his face with light footwork in the sand beneath their feet. "Ready." he smirks and uses one hand to taunt his brother towards him.




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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Eve Drakos
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Image A knock on his door caused him to grumble. What ever did happen to that 'scary Hades kid' vibe? He missed it when people knew their place which was basically anywhere but at his cabin and in his company. “Hello. Is anyone in there?” Mason didn't recognize the voice and that peaked his curiosity. For a second. He decided to pretend no one was home. Things would certainly be easier that way. Mason didn't really want to deal with a Disney princess. “Um, it’s my first time here, and I’ve gotten myself really lost. Please open the door.”

He stared at his wall, pursing his lips. Ah, what the hell. Mason reached for his pack of cigarettes, plucking one out then shoving the pack in his back pocket. Mason snatched up his lighter, swung open the door, and shut it behind himself, backing the stranger up by stepping forward a couple paces. “I’m Evangeline.”

He lit up and when he actually looked at his guest he was genuinely surprised. She wasn't the Disney princess he was expecting by appearance and it made him smile to himself and raise his brows. "So you're lost, your name's Evangeline...Do you know where you're supposed to go?" Good thing direction giving existed and the sooner he offloaded her the better. And if worse came to worse a little walk wouldn't kill him. But the whole orientation thing used to be Zeus's kids job. Obviously they were slacking but playing compassionate leader to one up them was too much effort, especially when he didn't know what good the girl's favor would do.

Mason puffed out a cloud of smoke, inclining and turning his head slightly away from her, however his eyes remained on the new girl. "You smoke?" he dug out his pack and offered it to her.

He threw his head past her shoulder. "Wherever you're supposed to be, it's not here." Mason walked around her. "Come on, princess." The name was a lot more demeaning than endearing coming from Mason. He smirked and led the way in no particular rush to get anywhere. Just his luck to get a fragile newcomer. Mason glanced to her again then his cabin. Gutsy to approach the darkest cabin of them all. "Wander far from the trail, little thing?"




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Image "Alright, but you asked for it."

Duke smiled, that sounding a little more like the Ajax they needed. Together they headed to the grounds and Ajax smacked Duke's shoulder to indicate he was ready. This was the when and where it was happening. Duke turned to a ready Ajax in boxing stance. "What, no rules first? No kidney punches, powers?" Try as he may to teach the children of Zeus the value of calculating and evaluating a situation first, it wasn't very successful. They always ran by impulse and gut. That had a place in the fighting world but sometimes it was good to think first.
Duke rolled out his shoulders and held his palms out until a ball of flame appeared. He raised a brow then hurled it towards Ajax.

Ambitious and competitive as both men could be, they never aimed to do any serious damage on one another. So Duke gave him plenty of time to dodge. From there he let Ajax call the rules and set the tone of the training. Duke had to remember it wasn't for fun or himself as much as Ajax's benefit so he picked up some pads and holding them out for Ajax to strike. "Happy to play therapist if you need," he said as he moved his hand in to meet Ajax's punches then glanced to his brother's face. Ajax was better at hiding emotions than Alex, but he was still soulful and his expressions gave it away. "How are you and Andy doing?" he asked to prompt conversation and some of the emotion out of him.


Duke started to strike back to keep Ajax on his toes. He pulled a couple punches with his left then hit Ajax with his right. He then tried to grapple Ajax and pull a wrestling move but ended up laughing at a struggling and heavy Ajax. He stumbled away with a laugh unsuccessful in his execution.

"What about Alex then?" he said panting lightly. The amusement of the situation faded to the background. "I know you worry about her safety, but....what are your thoughts on the whole Jennova thing?" Both men had heard Alex confess she was haunted by it, and even Duke became slightly worried for her mental state. But hearing Ajax's thoughts on the murder and his sister, that was a whole blank space.



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Image “Sometimes our mind represses things to protect ourselves,” she said. Keith nodded. Of course it was possible his mind was putting all those protective barriers in place but being in the dark so long only lead to more anxiety. There had to be a time to know the truth and he wanted it as soon as possible.

Evelyn's hand took his with such tenderness it surprised him. He watched her, turning over his arm to inspect another scar. He wondered what was going through her head. Her expression answered that pretty quickly. "It's not the worse of its kind," he told her and tried to smile. Keith had another bite mark on his shoulder, something bigger and deeper that made the one on his arm look like a love bite.

“Keith, if someone has been doing this to you we'll find out who and why.”

He smiled weakly. That was his one wish at the moment. He just didn't have the slightest idea how they were going to unfold the truth and break his barriers. But at least he had a partner now. She stroked her thumb over his wrist repetitively and soothingly. Actually it was incredibly soothing. It was probably a pressure point trick but he didn't mind and accepted it as his eyes got heavier and mind turned blank for the first time in a long time.

When he woke, he wondered how long he had slept. Through to the next day, a month, a couple hours? A glance at the clock and med hut suggested a couple hours. But it was a terribly dull place. Almost empty with a couple murmured whispers like it was forbidden to talk and be joyous. This was supposed to help injured and ill demigods. The whole atmosphere was depressing and appalling. Keith's eyes found a radio sitting on the shelf between a box of tissues and papers and pens. It flicked on playing the middle of a classic song louder than average, startling staff. One hurried towards the radio and promptly switched it off. Straight after she looked to Keith pointedly and he half smiled. Typical that his powers worked accidentally for something as small as music.

Keith sat up and threw on his top. He had waited around enough, wasting the day by sleeping. Maybe it was irresponsible to take off before formally being dismissed but it was time. "Do you know where Evelyn went?"
"No, but I really do prefer you stay under observation for a little longer."
"No thank you, miss." Keith placed his glasses on and rose, though immediately doubled over cradling his torso.
The nurse rose her brows and gestured to bed. Pain was a normal side effect of getting shot. It was time to get a little rebellious. Keith straightened. "Miss, I would appreciate your departing words of advice and...a bottle of pain killers please," he said wincing and doubling over slightly again. The tough act guy couldn't be for everybody.

Despite his mini failure, it was an overall success, Keith able to walk out of the med hut with a bottle of pain killers. He breathed in the fresh air then wandered off in search of Evelyn.

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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: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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ALEXANDRIA VALIS
DAUGHTER OF ZEUS
Hex: #d63b71|

Image As her almond-shaped hues remained on Sylas, listening to him babble about himself and a sister, another newcomer had emerged from the shadows, his words tumbling as quietly as he thought they were, into her ear. Sylas had caught them without a strain, and before she could react, Sylas reacted quickly. "Get your hand off me now." She warned him. Electricity began to climb up through her arm's veins, making their way towards the hand that had grabbed hold of her wrist. He slowly let go after his little words snagged and bewitched her already unhinged mind. Both of them had way with words. She wanted to punch Sylas, and she wanted to keep Andy from ever turning her big brother away from her.

Don't listen to them. her voice told her.

She took a wary step back from them both. Their words were poison. Listen to me. No longer was the voice going to remain dormant in the shadows of her lost self. The woman she used to be was still inside of her somewhere, screaming. You're absolutely pathetic.

"Shut up." she said, her fingers pushing up through her hair. She clenched her fingers tightly, almost like she was about to pull large clumps of hair out as she also tightly screwed up her eyes.

"Useless. Weak."

"Stop.." She stepped back again, knowing that she probably looked crazy as hell to both Sylas and Pete by now. If she opened her eyes, they'd no doubt be staring at her or looking toward each other to confirm she was crazy, and maybe even a chorus of laughter. The voice was definitely laughing at her. Maybe they all laughed behind her back.

The Gods should kill you. Put you out of your misery. It would do everyone a favor.

"I SAID. SHUT. UP!" she yelled. Her eyes snapped open. They were glowing a hot white as she tightened her arms and fists with heavy breaths.






AJAX VALIS
SON OF ZEUS
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Image "What, no rules first? No kidney punches, powers?"

Ajax smirked at Duke's words and gave a little shrug. "Nope." he smiled, ready for what Duke had quickly planned for him, which happened to be a ball of flames. He could have dodged it, but instead, he blasted a translucent blueish toned shield wall in front of him. It bent over him at his head and feet like a curved war shield. Ajax grinned. "Nice" he motioned his head to the pads near to his brother.

Duke grabbed them. "Happy to play therapist if you need," he said as he moved his hand in to meet Ajax's punches.

Ajax didn't like how he always unloaded all his crap onto Duke. "And you know I'm happy to do the same for you, right? you play therapist enough for me." he strains the last couple of words as he throws a couple of more punches to the pads, not even breaking into a sweat just yet.

"How are you and Andy doing?"

At the mention of Andy, Mason popped into his head, causing his fists to hit the pads a little harder than he intended. "Sorry." he held his hand out to steady Duke, making sure he didn't lose his balance too much. "We're...." he sighed, but shook off the anger and carried on to jab the pads while they talked. "I don't know. Since Jenn's death, Andy naturally took her friend's side as I would with yours, so... I don't blame her for wanting to stay away from me at this point. I haven't spoken to her since I snapped at her. My pride just, you know? maybe I should try and grab her when she's not around Prince Evil. I can... I don't know... say I'm sorry? but then again... that's just words. How can I show her?" His pride just wouldn't let him admit he was wrong half the time. He hated seeming weak in front of those he was supposed to be a leader to. Not many understood his complicated ways, but Alex, Trinity, and Duke did. Even Andy did most the time, when Mason wasn't around her, filling her head with garbage. Mason was sure doing his damn best to make Andy turn on her own boyfriend. But as smart as she has always been, Ajax hoped that she would have a mind of her own and not let it be influenced by the thoughts and feelings of others. He had been such a jerk to her, but turning on his sister when she didn't have the full story, was what annoyed him. Everyone began to quickly judge Alex without realizing WHY she did it. I guess it was easier to point fingers at her since she wasn't as tough-skinned, but that didn't make Alex weak. It made her a loving, caring person.

When Duke failed to grabble him, Ajax smiled. "Almost." he winked and laughed.

"What about Alex then? I know you worry about her safety, but....what are your thoughts on the whole Jennova thing?"

Ajax let out a sigh this time. He wasn't annoyed that Duke had brought it up, just... conflicted with the way he felt about the entire situation. "Well... obviously I didn't want her to murder someone else because that's not who she is. She was pushed too far. I understand Mason's anger and need for revenge, I mean... I'd be the same way if it were Alex who--" he quickly shook away the anxiety that crept through him about his little sister being dead and cold in the Earth. "But, I love Al. I can't turn my back on her. Even if she slaughtered the entire camp, I don't think I'd be able to cut my ties with her. I know it would be my responsibility to stop her if things started to get that bad, but... what if I can't? does that make me a selfish bad person?"

Just as he was about to address more about the issue, he turned his head and looked to the sky. "Duke," he motioned his head toward the direction he was looking. Settled above the stables were darkening clouds that rolled around in a steady cyclone motion, getting darker and darker by the second. It couldn't have been anyone else other than his sister since they didn't have the powers to manipulate the weather. The pit of his stomach began to churn, and with one tap on his brother's arm, Ajax headed towards the brewing storm that now had charges of lightning sparking out like tentacles. He broke out into a run.

Image His sister's eyes were glowing white. He had never seen her in this state before, and honestly, it scared him. How much had these two jerks pushed her to erupt like this? "Al...it's me... your brother." he held his hand out as he slowly walked toward her, side glancing at the two idiots who were dumb enough to stick around at this point, but then again, if they had possibly moved it might have set Alex to attack them, thinking they were moving to harm her. No sudden movements are what she needed. "Al... look at me." she took her attention off Pete and Sylas, her white eyes now on her brother. "Just pay attention to my voice, okay?.... take in steady, calm breathes... breathe with me." as he carried on to slowly make his way toward her, he ignored the onlookers and showed her how to calm herself. Luckily, she was following him for once. "Good, you can do this. Keep going. Picture somewhere quiet where you're alone. Allow it to fill you." he looked up, and steadily took hold of her shoulders as the storm began to swirl back up into the clouds, turning shades of darkened grey, to white clouds and blue sky. Her eyes were no longer white. "You back with us?" he smiled, followed by a nervous chuckle.

She quickly hugged him, holding herself tightly to his torso as she cried into it. Feeling ashamed and embarrassed. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her protectively as he looked toward the two guys. "You two. Head to the main hall. Now." he ordered, his voice so deep it rumbled before tightening his jaw."And don't even think about detouring, or not heading there, because I will find you."




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Iliana allowed Heath to lead her towards the exit when she noticed out of the corner of her eye someone approach them and casually walk past them. She heard him whisper words to her and she felt the compulsion behind them and in her fragile mental state, she had no will power to stop them from affecting her.

Like a bolt of lightning, she suddenly took off running at top speed and hardly registered Heath's shout as he called out her name. It was just her need to get away from Alex's anger that cause her to take off immediately, plus the power behind the words. She had sprinted right pass two other young men who had been dueling.

Iliana had no idea where she was going, only that she had to get away from the stables as quickly as possible. She didn't even realize that Heath nor Ethan had followed her, which had been due to what was currently happening with Alex.

Even though Iliana was a faster runner then Heath and Ethan, she didn't have the endurance they had so it wasn't long before she ran out of breath. As she tried catching her breath she saw she was in a forested area and saw someone in front of her, bent down. Normally Iliana would have been terrified of meeting a complete stranger, but before she could walk away, she had caught his calming emotions. Still she was too shy to do anything else. Luckily for her, she still had her pen and notebook.

~Now what do I do?~ She wondered to herself.




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Heath had instantly saw another person show up and start walking pass them. What happened next shocked Heath that it took him a few seconds to register it. One minute Iliana was right next to him and Ethan, the next second she took off like a gazelle.

"ILIANA!" He hollered, too stunned to do anything.

He would have took off after her, but Ethan grabbed his arm, restraining him.

"Heath! Keep calm and think, you know as well as I do that she's a faster runner then us. Let's not rush off with no direction okay? Remember we have tracking stone that Demeter gave us? Let's go get that from the cabins." Ethan replied.

Heath nodded, but his mind was still racing as to what caused Iliana to bolt in the first place. He always had to figure things out and find a logical explanation to things. He could tell that before his adopted sister took off she was starting to calm down, so what was that happened. It was then he recalled that someone had passed by them. He had looked young like the rest of them and so that meant he was a demigod. Did he have something to do with Iliana taking off? Turning, he looked at the person, who was now next to Alex and the other dark hair young man. It was at that moment he heard Alex to tell one of the guys to let go of her.

Things quickly went downhill from there as both Ethan and Heath felt Alex's power growing and they could hear thunder outside. Ethan groaned. What a way to find out who's daughter Alex was. Only a child of Zeus to affect the weather that way. Even with Iliana's abilities to control the wind, rain, and earth, she couldn't control thunder and lightning. Both young men started backing away. Ethan never wanted to use his serenity inducement so badly, but he couldn't because Alex's emotions were well beyond capabilities and he had just used a bunch on Iliana too.

Both Heath and Ethan turned when another person showed up and approached Alex calmly. Both guys let out a sigh of relief when the fella calmed down Alex and hugged her. Both heard him mention he was Alex's brother. He also turned his attention to the other two guys in the stable. Alex's brother was furious, and it appeared he believed those two were responsible for Alex's outburst. He commanded them to go to the main hall. Ethan moved to Heath's side and whispered in his ear.

"What do you think we should do now?"

Heath thought for a minute. He wanted to find his sister badly, but they couldn't just leave without drawing notice. Plus, Heath didn't want Zeus's son to think they had anything to do with what just happened. Better to address the situation.

Turning to Ethan, he replied, "Let me handle this."

Slowly coming into the view of the others, Heath bows in respect to Zeus's son.

"Forgive the intrusion, but my friend Ethan and I were just about to leave to go find my adopted sister, Iliana. She had taken off suddenly. Miss Alex, I do hope you feel better soon. Again, sorry for the interruption."

With that, both he and Ethan left the stables and started heading back to the cabins.

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Pete saw it only for an instant, the moment moment between Sylas grabbing Alex and then letting her go with a smile. A hint of suspicion and a power unable to be hidden. Pete would have missed it, if he hadn’t spent his entire life watching Eve do the same thing with her countless victims. He looked to Alex.

Lightning climbed her arms, reminding Pete of the London Underground map, with all the tracks weaving in and about. Daughter of Zeus, of all the people at camp, she was the worst person to choose. Pete had assumed she was just someone who needed a push into anger, but this had far more to do with desperation.

“Shut up.” She clutched at her hair and her eyes clenched close, it made her look younger like a child desperate to block out mean taunts in the playground. Thunder roared through Pete's ears, so loud and hollow it felt as if it shook the earth. Then with a yell, her eyes, a searing white, snapped open. She was breathing heavy as if she’d just run a marathon and Pete felt her power, the electricity, fill up the entire stable. She was angry and out of control, but Pete was transfixed by her raw and honest display.

Of course, her meathead brother had to burst in a ruin the moment. He calmed her down with soothing words until she collapsed into the folds of his arms, a docile fawn again.

Pete didn’t understand, that wasn’t some minor temper tantrum. Whatever that was, it was clear that the pain Alex carried around demanded to be felt. She didn’t need coddling, or to hide those feelings, let her burn the entire stables to the ground if that’s what she needed to do. Her brother did her no favours, he strode in and clipped her wings mid-flight. “You two. Head to the main hall. Now. And don't even think about detouring, or not heading there, because I will find you." Ajax's voice was angry and thundered, a faint echo of the real thunder Alex had summoned, and Pete felt is complication-free summer slipping from his grasp.

Before responding he watched the two from earlier step up to Ajax. Just announcing they were leaving like the whole world needed to know, he watched them go and made a mental note that the one with Fabio hair appeared to be a massive wanker. Miss Alex.

Then it was his turn to respond. He could lie. Spin a tale of innocence, influence some thoughts and walk away from this without a blemish. That’s what Pete would have done in the past, and it’s what Eve would do. And it was probably what Sylas was going to do. One simple manipulation and he’d be back to a solitary, simple summer.

Instead, he caught a glance at Alex’s face, matted with tears and he felt a twinge of remorse. Enough to remind him that he was trying to be better. He stepped forward. “I didn’t mean for all that.” He said the words to Alex, before looking at her protector with wry smile. “Not that it’s worth much from the mouth of a Hera descendant, I suppose?”

With that Pete stepped back away towards the back of the stables and his dark corner. He looked at Ajax with all the contempt he felt. “I don’t take orders from you. But come find me if your feeling bored.” He took three more steps before he let the shadows envelop him and spit him out somewhere new.

He ended up somewhere near the training grounds, and nowhere near main hall.


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Image “I prefer not be called by the same name you use for your penis.”

Mason's brows shot up and he chuckled quietly. "That was uncalled for," he muttered. Lucky he was secure enough in his package to not be so insulted. When she saw it, then they could talk.

When he recovered from his shock and her coughing fit, there was a passing thought of silence but Evangeline had different ideas. “I was just lost in thought. I was wondering what the deal was between Ajax and that Hecate girl, maybe you know?”

Mason couldn't help but grimace. Imagining the two together and talking about the two was such a sickeningly popular topic. Also, the deal between the two could get confusing. "It's complicated." But why was the new girl curious and why did she think he would indulge in gossip. Did she want Ajax for herself? He'd recommend the poor soul to stay away, he wasn't worth the drama and cat fight.

As he checked his company, she raised her hands. “I’m not trying to pry or anything, but I’m Aphrodite’s daughter so happen to know a thing or two about love.” There it was. Mason took a long drag, delaying his response for as long as possible. “And I can tell, that girl doesn’t love him. She loves-“ Evangeline stopped and Mason did too meeting her eyes. “Well, someone else.”

The notion that it could be him left him speechless and motionless. It actually hindered him for a moment or two before Evangeline touched his arm. “Tell me what you really think.”

"I -" don't. Don't give this girl an inch. Mason closed his eyes and clenched his jaw to keep from the urge to tell this girl his thoughts. "I think she's doomed," he admitted and opened his eyes on the pretty blonde. "I think they're gonna stay in their toxic relationship until the end of time. She'll never give him up and neither will he. Sometimes I think I could treat her better, that she shouldn't have given herself to him. I can't have her though because I'm not going to be good for her either. And I think your love radar is way off base." Despite the uncomfortable beginning of the confession, he eased into it and found it all rather therapeutic. It was his true belief that Ajax was an ass and Andy an idiot and they were going to be on a roller-coaster with big highs and major lows. As for the princess of Aphrodite, her love radar was bullshit because Andy wouldn't have given herself to a guy if she didn't love them. And if he was loved he wouldn't feel alone.

Mason flicked his cigar away. He heard others approaching the path and wasn't really in the social mood and the shadows had made way for the sun. That left one door for escape without being a venomous prick. "Forgive me, princess." Mason wished he could be slow and steady to avoid startling her, but he wound an arm around her waist, pulled her to him and cupped her face then kissed her. Time was of the essence and a daughter of Aphrodite wouldn't mind, right? It'd just feed their ego, they'd think they're irresistible, it's just a kiss. Public affection was one of those highly uncomfortable things to witness so either she kissed back and he got all 'embarrassed and quiet' and potentially left, or she hit or shoved him away and in his shame, he walked off. Mason was more than willing for the consequences.



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Image Ajax's swings got harder and Duke braced himself better for impact. "Sorry." Ajax broke off and steadied Duke a little.
"It's fine." Now he was at least ready for the strength in them. It was more important Ajax kept working it out.

"We're....I don't know. Since Jenn's death, Andy naturally took her friend's side as I would with yours, so... I don't blame her for wanting to stay away from me at this point. I haven't spoken to her since I snapped at her. My pride just, you know? maybe I should try and grab her when she's not around Prince Evil. I can... I don't know... say I'm sorry? but then again... that's just words. How can I show her?" Duke was torn between listening to Ajax and looking him in the eyes and meeting his hard punches.

He didn't have much to say in the way of love advice. "You know her better than me."

They continued training before the next topic was breached. "Well... obviously I didn't want her to murder someone else because that's not who she is. She was pushed too far. I understand Mason's anger and need for revenge, I mean... I'd be the same way if it were Alex who--" Duke just nodded. Who wouldn't. "But, I love Al. I can't turn my back on her. Even if she slaughtered the entire camp, I don't think I'd be able to cut my ties with her. I know it would be my responsibility to stop her if things started to get that bad, but... what if I can't? does that make me a selfish bad person?"

Duke opened his mouth to respond. For the greater good, he liked to think Ajax would intervene but he loved his sister to the ends of earth. Luckily Alex wasn't an evil person, she just let her emotions rule her sometimes. Yet Ajax's attention had moved on. "Duke," he said. Duke followed his gaze to the darkening clouds, a sure sign Alex was in some turmoil or trouble. Duke wanted to run with Ajax but surrounding her, chiding her or comforting her would only suffocate her.

Someone dashed by then as fleet as a child of Hermes. "What the..." He was contemplating which way to go. Towards the storm or after the girl.

Duke left the grounds as the storm subsided meaning Alex had been solved. That other girl was long gone. As the problems disappeared and he wandered around camp, another appeared. Something not right anyway. Evelyn was nearly carrying Daniel across camp. Duke jogged to help out, taking his weight from the red head. "Hey, I got him. Are you two okay?"



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Image Speaking of the devil, she came in full form. “Keith! Are you crazy, you look horrible.” Keith hooked an arm around her neck while hers went around his back, though he tried his best to hold his own.

"I feel it," he mumbled.

“I think I know what to try. We just need you comfortable,” she told him lowly.

He frowned and nodded. "Okay. You're sure?" Keith didn't want to doubt his partner in this but there had to be more to the story.

Duke joined them suddenly and took his weight off Evelyn. The son of Hephaestus didn't play around. "We're fine, thank you. There's been tougher days." Pretty quickly Duke was able to get him to his flash cabin. Actually it was like a mini mansion and Keith felt embarrassed by how immodest it was, particularly in front of his company. "I...I really don't know why I'm assigned to this one."

Duke helped Keith sit on his couch. That was the end of his services but he stuck around seemingly waiting for something. "I mean I got shot so that’s why I’m a mess,” Keith said. The explanation was embarrassing but maybe it would send him on his way.

Duke stared a while longer. "And you didn't think to defend yourself with magic?"

"Seri...The idea did occur, once or twice."

"What happened to you?"

"I just told you -"

"Last year," Duke interrupted. He side glanced to Evelyn before his eyes landed back on Keith. "Between last year and this very day anyway."

Keith sat there trying to grasp what Duke was aiming at exactly. His memory couldn't jog on demand and he already had enough problems in that department. "You know, I think we can handle things from here." His dry tone said he had overstayed his welcome. Thankfully Duke didn't protest, instead he lowered his head slightly and left the room.

Keith sighed out then looked to Evelyn with a stiff smile. Comfort could be hard to find for a while but they could spend time idling chatting or playing board games or whatever she liked.

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"A crooked nose might have improved your face a little. No offense," Emery said causing Andy laugh softly, while shrugging her shoulders. There are much worse things that having a bent nose. "You're really pretty. My grandma would have said a bit of difference, a once-broken nose maybe, would have added some character to your face. But I'm glad you look again."

Andy smiled sheepishly at the comment about her being pretty. It wasn't something she heard often, not even from Ajax. Compliments were always a foreign concept to her. But she appreciated it, nonetheless. "I think I would have liked your grandmother. Was she a big role model in your life?" Andy never met her grandparents. Presumably, they passed before she was born. Her father never talked about them much and since they bounced from one base to another frequently, it wasn't like she would of had to the opportunity to meet them if they were still alive. Her life was always absent a female role model of any sort, so whenever someone mentioned their own mothers, aunts or grandmothers, it piqued her curiosity.

"Me?" Emery asked.

"No, the guy standing behind you," Andy teased, pointing to the tree line behind Emery.

"I was on forward duty, moving towards the flag. Unfortunately, you know, I didn't really manage to move too far." Andy nodded her head, her gaze fixed on the sight beyond the cliff. Capture the Flag was definitely one of the exercises where some would flourish and others would be lost wondering around aimlessly until the final horn blew. She, herself, was only in the game for her brief encounter with Sylas before the drama of... everything pulled her away from it. She shook her head trying to shake off the thoughts. Andy needed a moment, this moment, to... breathe and not think about it.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. I mean, I don't know what you did, but I didn't quite manage to play my part either, which was pretty disappointing, to be honest." Andy nearly laughed at the comment about what part she played in the game. She didn't. She did what she does nearly every day... Keep Mason and Ajax from killing each other. Or better yet, protecting Alex who doesn't deserve it, so that Mason and Ajax didn't kill each other. "I'd hoped to be able to at least see some action. I'm definitely going to work harder on our next training activity."

"If you're ever wanting to train, I'd be happy to train with you. I'm sure Trinity would love to join as well." Andy glanced over her shoulder at Emery and smiled slightly. "I wouldn't worry too much about the exercises, honestly. We all learn more from training and sparring with each other anyway." A sad smile crossed her lips as she looked down at her hands. "If my brother was..." Her voice trailed off momentarily. "I'd warn you not to train with him. He has a tendency to make shit hit the fan. If I remember correctly, one time he conjured Leatherface or Jason... I don't know, one of those horror film baddies to chase after Trinity." She laughed softly. "He was a troublemaker... But like the good kind."

Then there was a comfortable silence. Gods, Andy forgot what that was like. For there to be a content calm, no arguing, death threats or apologies. She was so tired of the apologies. There comes a point where someone saying sorry so many times that it just, loses its meaning and Andy was tired of hearing it. But here, it felt like camp... Before everything. It was nice.

"How are you dealing with all the drama? Seems like you could use a break."

Andy let out a deep before laying back on the ground beside Emery. "That's the understatement of the year." Surprising, to herself, she was able to laugh about it, not a fake one but a real genuine laugh. "It's exhausting... It's like being a referee for lions." The sky began to rumble over head, a storm growing out of no where on a sunny day. Andy knew what it was and for the first time, she was in the presence of someone she didn't have to hide her true feelings around. She let out an audible groan and rolled her eyes. Such a small gesture but it felt like being able to breathe. She's never been able to just, get pissy about the whole situation without retaliation. "Looks like someone set her off."




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Ji-Hyun froze halfway across his room, pivoting on his heels to turn and look at Sloane. "There's no need to be sorry, Sloane. Things happen. Besides, Wes came well prepared." He then continued on his path and grabs two sodas for them. "My friends know I don't mind when things go wrong. Things just happen. Sometimes... Sometimes things are shit. What are you gonna do about it? Just keep moving around it."

True enough, but was she his friend? Sloane hardly thought spending part of a day could change people from strangers to friends. But she was not the expert when it came to what counted as friendship. Her life has been absent of that comfort for as long as she can remember. She stood there patiently, watching as Ji-Hyun moved around two chairs for them. He motioned toward one for her, before he took his own seat. Sloane glanced to the door slightly. She could leave. Had she overstayed her welcome? But the thought of leaving and being faced with her brother, or worse, explaining to him where she's been, she decided to stay.

Sloane made her way across the room, taking the seat beside him. She took the offered can from Ji-hyun and cracked it open. "To Sloane, the only medic to ever apologize to me."

She chuckled softly and raised her can to meet his, then took a sip. Sloane laughed again at his sarcastic comment about her already asking a question, before he answered. "Is that what people are saying about me?"

Sloane paused with the can pressed to her lips and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what anyone says. I'm not really the most approachable person at camp," she admitted. Not that she overly minded that fact. She avoided people for a reason and that reason was Sylas.

"I'll have you know, Sloane, that I can in fact operate on very little sleep if I wanted. I could sleep for an hour each day and still be able to run circles around you. The difference is that I choose not to, because I have better things to exert energy on. Like right now." He motioned around in a general nature before continuing. "I'm sitting in a comfortable cabin with a friend and cold drink on a warm day. Alaric would have me out there fencing or learning how to take a tiger down with a nail file or whatever. It's obvious which is better."

Friend? Well that answered that question. Sloane smiled slightly as she ran her fingertip along the edge of the can. "You have a point... Some people here aren't what their parents have painted them to be." She raised the soda to her lips. "And some are," she concluded before taking a drink. Her gaze drifted to his window, where she happened to see a few campers passing by and what looked like a storm that grew in the sky. Her brows furrowed slightly. Something in her gut said that those clouds had something to do with her brother. But she refused to trouble herself with his own chaos.

"For what it's worth," she added, filling the silence that had grown. "I don't think I fall under what would be assumed for an Eris child." Sloane adjusted how she sat in the chair, tucking her right leg underneath her as she got more comfortable. "I mean... I have the abilities, and I'm actually better at them than my brother," she said in a hushed tone, almost as if she were afraid he could hear her if she spoke too loud. "But I don't find much pleasure in using them."




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Slowly the rabbit moved its way from sniffing his fingertips, to allowing him to gently pet its ears. "See, that's not so bad is it?" Wes had never been much of a nature person. He had never been camping or canoeing and even if he could swim before his accident, well that was shot. But it seems that over his time at camp, he had at least gotten somewhat decent with animals. It was a subtle way for him to make sure his abilities didn't get rusty because he never liked using them on another person. But animals didn't come with the baggage that half of the people at camp had. So, much drama and tension. It was only a matter of time before someone overstepped and everyone was at each other’s throats. What was expected putting a bunch of superpowered teenagers together? They already cause enough trouble in High School, abilities only make it worse. But animals were simple. Once they were calm, they all wanted the same thing, comfort and companionship.

Wes had zoned out petting the fluffy little thing as his mind wondered, only to be brought back when the rabbit leapt into his lap. "What the—" He caught the little guy in his arm, slowly calming it as he looked around. It was until he glanced back over his shoulder that he noticed they were no longer alone. A blonde girl, young in comparison to the other campers by the looks of her. She was trying to catch her breath, and definitely looked like she was expecting to run into anyone.

He didn't want to frighten her. Wes could feel how shaken up she was and he wasn't going to press it, nor force her to be calm. He gently let the rabbit settle itself into his lap before he raised his hand in a surrendering manner. "Don't worry, you're safe." He gestured to the absence of people around him. "It's just me and uh..." Wes looked down at the rabbit. He had no idea if it was a male or female, nor did he have any intentions of hiking up its leg and checking. "Frank. Frank is a good name. Do you like that name?" He asked the rabbit, who was already half asleep in his lap. "And honestly, I think he's more dangerous than I am."

Wes smiled warmly and lowered his hand back to pet Frank's head. At a place like this, anyone could be a threat, but he found it hard to believe if anyone saw a one armed son of Aphrodite as anything but comical. "You can join us if you want... There's plenty of soft grass, so you don't have to sit anywhere near the weirdo with one arm talking to a bunny." He laughed to himself. Wes new Trinity would find this funny if she saw him like this. "I'm Wes... Son of Aphrodite." Because people at camp seem to care about that sort of thing. "And about as useful in combat as chopsticks."

With that he smiled at her welcomingly. "Oh yeah," he added, scooping up Frank in his arm. The ball of white fluff resting its head into Wes's hand, ears twitching at the sounds of birds above and leaves rustling. "And this is Frank. We became best friends like 5 minutes ago." He chuckled as he placed Frank back down in his lap gently.




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"Get your hand off me now."

Sylas released her arm, holding up his hands in a surrendering manner as he took a step back. He made a sideways glance toward the new guy, raising his brows slightly. Damn this chick had a taste for the dramatics. Regardless of whatever things he implanted in her mind, he simply stopped her from punching him and she got her panties in a bunch. He had to repress the urge to roll her eyes at her anger. "I don't ask for permission when it comes to self defense. You'll be fine."

Of course, she wasn't. Like the flip of a coin, she started freaking out like a person in utter denial, or maybe someone losing what remained of her sanity. Sylas leaned back out the door slightly, to look up at the sky, seeing it change in an instant overhead. But he didn't back down, he stood there and watched as the chaos consumed her. It took everything in him to not smile at the downward she displayed before him. Sylas didn't think it would be so easy... So, simple. He usually took his time building people up, chipping away at their insecurities. Alex must have been tip toeing on the edge of instability for some time now, for one simple influence to push her over. He saw it now, plain as day, Alex was his key to the destruction of this camp. And the one person who would be more than happy to assist him, was the one person who wanted her dead.

Alex's eyes started to glow white as the rage boiled over in her. Sylas looked over at the stranger, quirking a brow. Was this a game of chicken now? They both caused this. Admittedly, more Sylas than him. Now it was a test of bravery to see who would out last the other before running for shelter. He was curious how long the other guy would last, but he had no plan to move. He wanted to witness this all first hand.

But then... Captain Camp showed up to calm Alex down. Sylas's interest quickly diminished. He turned on his heels and started to leave when he heard Ajax's annoying voice order him. "You two. Head to the main hall. Now. And don't even think about detouring, or not heading there, because I will find you."

Sylas couldn't hold it back this time, he let out a laugh as he slid his hands into his pockets. "No." Simple, concise and to the point.

“I didn’t mean for all that.” Really? Because Sylas did. Unfortunate how people don't have the balls to back up their actions. If you're going to act so open... Stupidly, then fucking back it up. Don't tuck your tail between your legs and back pedal. Sylas wasn't caught, yet. So, anonymity was his friend. “Not that it’s worth much from the mouth of a Hera descendant, I suppose?” And the dots connect. Hera was known for her taste for chaos almost as much as his own mother. This was a gentleman he would like to get acquainted with, at a later date. “I don’t take orders from you. But come find me if you’re feeling bored.”

"Everyone else at camp might worship the ground you walk on, but you're not my superior. You are a camper here. Just like the rest of us." He took a step toward the door, pivoting around so he was walking backwards but still facing Ajax. "I'm not going to get scolded at like a puppy because I stopped your unstable sister from punching me. If you want me, come find me. But, it looks like you have your hands full anyway," he added while motioning toward the pair.

And before Ajax could argue otherwise, they both were gone. The son of Hera disappeared into the shadows, while Sylas confidently strolled down the path towards the woods, not even wasting the energy to look back. He had better places to be. Before he knew it, he found himself heading towards the cabins, one in particular, home to someone of a like mind. It was only a matter of time before he rounded one path, finding himself faced with a curious sight of Mason's lips pressed to a saucy blonde he had yet to set eyes upon. Far be it for Sylas to intervene. Instead he opted to lean his right shoulder against a nearby tree. It wasn't long that he raised a brow to approaching footsteps. He sighed, trying not to roll his eyes at the sight of the two men from the trio of newly arrived campers. Gods, did that group ever know how to sever the umbilical cord?

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AJAX VALIS
SON OF ZEUS
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Image "Forgive the intrusion, but my friend Ethan and I were just about to leave to go find my adopted sister, Iliana. She had taken off suddenly. Miss Alex, I do hope you feel better soon. Again, sorry for the interruption."

Alex didn't respond. Instead, she kept her arms wrapped around her brother who held her with his arm, her eyes watching as Ajax nodded once as a thank you before both of the guys headed off toward the cabins. They definitely didn't look like the sort to stir up something for nothing, or just to get a kick out of others reactions. Ajax understood their urgency to seek out their sister, and he wasn't about to hold them back from it, just to interrogate them further.

Being bowed to was a shock, but the other two's reaction to Ajax's authority wasn't.

“I didn’t mean for all that. Not that it’s worth much from the mouth of a Hera descendant, I suppose? I don’t take orders from you. But come find me if your feeling bored.” Ajax glared at Pete, and then looked at Sylas.

Sylas laughed. "No. Everyone else at camp might worship the ground you walk on, but you're not my superior. You are a camper here. Just like the rest of us." Oh how wrong he was. Ajax was more than just some leader/superior. He was heir to the throne of Mount Olympus. Ajax watched as he took a step toward the door, pivoting around so he was walking backward but still facing Ajax. "I'm not going to get scolded at like a puppy because I stopped your unstable sister from punching me. Ajax had to keep himself calm, hoping that Sylas wouldn't cross the line any more than that. Calling her unstable wasn't right, but any other words that came sprouting out of his mouth would, definitely, cross the line. "If you want me, come find me. But, it looks like you have your hands full anyway," There was no chance in hell that Ajax was going to run after him. He wasn't worth it. He'd allow the child to have his little staged limelight. For now.

They were both gone in no time. The son of Hera disappeared into the shadows, while Sylas confidently strolled down the path towards the woods.

Ajax rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw firmly as he shook his head. Both of them no doubt peacocking around the camp.

"Shall we get something to eat and drink? we haven't hung out together much, and I need to talk to you." They could have just spoken there, but it looked like Alex hadn't been eating much, or sleeping as much since her complexion was looking a lot paler than her Greek rooted tone. She had forgotten to take care of herself as she slipped into more and more depression. This entire situation with him neglecting her and leaving her on her own was a bad idea. He never should have allowed her to be by herself when he knew what happened with their mother.





ALEXANDRIA VALIS
DAUGHTER OF ZEUS
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Image Alex silently nods before she follows him towards the hall.

She didn't have much of an appetite these days, but getting time with her brother... she needed it. The hall was lined with tables and chairs, a small reminder of a high school canteen. Only this time, the food was actually decent with no angry lunch lady glaring from behind the counter, making sure everyone enjoyed every mouthful of her food.

Alex took a seat after her brother did, and rested both her arms on the table. "So what did you want to talk about?" She frowned softly as her eyes remained on him.

Ajax glanced briefly across the hall towards the door before looking back to his sister. "About, mom."

Alex closed her eyes for a second or two before she sighed, and reopened them. "Do we really have to? I mean... fine... what about her?"

Mentioning her brought back painful memories for both of them, but Ajax needed to get to the bottom of what happened. Surely then the entire camp would cease from the drama it caused with not only Mason, but others that took his side to defend him. "Tell me exactly what you remember that night, and... how you found out the truth."

Alex took a deep breath and exhaled gently before she began to tell him all that she could remember...

It was during last year at camp, and during the holidays, Demi-gods and Demi-goddesses could choose if they wanted to remain at camp or spend some time with their family before returning for their new term of training. Camp Athens wasn't all training, though, there were always events and plenty of activities on the grounds such as... canoeing, hiking, swimming in the large lake that connected to a cascading waterfall, horse riding, training grounds, art room and so much more to fulfill everyone's needs.

Alex had decided to head back home with her brother, but it wasn't for long. A short-lived trip that had turned into a life-long nightmare.

With Ajax back in his old familiar room, and with Alex in hers, he decided to head out to check the old neighborhood. A culdesac in Nova Scotia; Canada. His old friends had long gone from the area without a single letter or text, so he cut all ties with them and paid attention to the only friend he knew and trusted. Duke.

Back at the house, Mrs. Parkingston, the neighbor who lived across the street with her husband and cat, stood in the window after flashing lights of blue and red filled her lounge. She peered past the cream curtains, straining her old eyes to see. An ambulance, along with two police cars had parked outside of the Valis residence.

Ajax remembered he had sprinted towards the house when he saw the paramedics wheeling out a body. The sheets covered in blood. His heart sank. "MOM? ALEX?" he shouted for them, hoping the body had been an intruder who had broken into their home, leaving the asshole to deal with his mother and sister. Inside, he only found Alex being handcuffed with tears running down her face.

"AJ!" she yelled to him as the police took her away.

"No. Let her go... you have this all wrong. My sister isn't a killer. Al, don't say anything. I'll bring you a lawyer."

Snapping back to the present. Alex sighed. "Before we left camp, I had found it sitting in my room. It definitely wasn't mine, or... I don't remember it. It was pretty, so I wore it. I can't remember killing our mother, but the memory of everything came back to me in small doses after the bracelet was removed from me. They wanted it for evidence as it was covered in blood." She took it out of her pocket and placed it gently into her brother's hand. This time there was no traces of blood.

he studied it carefully. "So it was cursed?"

Alex nodded. "Must have been. Maybe we can ask Evelyn or Daniel and see if they can find any traces of magic left on it?"

He nodded. "Good idea, but first, I need to call a meeting. Finish your food while I go and announce it." He leaned over the table, and kissed the top of her head before he headed outside and towards the staff's cabin.

The speakers came to life in no time. "All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting." With that short announcement, Ajax headed back to the hall to Alex, and waited for the arrival of the others.

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son of artemis
Location: Mess Hall
Mood: Pleased
Hex: #0000BF
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“Oh, you'll be going full wolf for me. Liked or not, Mr. Smith... If I do half as good, you can make me breakfast in bed.”

Theo raised his eyebrows at Trinity. She had never really let loose around him like this before. He genuinely could not stop smiling at her. He knew he needed to bring out his wittiest response. He leaned towards her, speaking quietly but confidently, "Do your worst. Just know that the only way I'm making you breakfast in bed is if I woke up in that bed with you that morning." Of course there was mostly sarcasm behind the statement. Theo had more respect for Trinity than to treat her like a booty call; however, he wouldn't complain if she ever decided to stay a night in his cabin.

Theo relaxed his stance as he watched her tackle the flying targets. She was fine with a bow and arrow. Taking down all of those targets was no easy task. Still, Theo had to crack a big grin and let out a laugh when she threw the knife through the final target. Trinity was the definition of a badass to him, and he found it so attractive.

Theo was sad as Trinity joked with him about leaving, but they had been away from everyone else for a while. He wanted to hang back for a bit and collect his thoughts. He thanked her politely for offering to get him food, and let her go on her way. Theo stared at the targets in front of him very hard. This was his place, and he knew that. He just wondered if there was more. Where else could he use his skills? What else did he have to learn? Theo knew he was far from a finished product, and he knew that he needed to get stronger and better for the whatever storm was coming. There was an uneasiness in the air around camp, and Theo's sense for danger had been going off since he had gotten back, not that that was a new feeling around camp.

The booming voice of Ajax over the PA system snapped him out of his musings, "All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting."

With no idea what to expect, Theo hit the path back towards the hall at the center of camp. As he walked, he picked up on a conversation happening pretty far ahead of him.

“I met someone. This guy named Wesley, he’s the son of Aphrodite, and he was is sooo adorable... I know, I know. But Pete, he asked me out. Well, he didn’t exactly ask me out, he asked me to drop by his cabin tonight. I said no, because I’m not that type of girl but he’s just too fricking cute!”

Theo was definitely interested in hearing the rest of that conversation, but he couldn't place the voice. He hung back just listening until he heard that group of people get to the hall, where he arrived shortly after. Walking into the hall, Theo looked around for Emery. She wasn't there yet, so he took a seat at the edge of a table with no one around him, ready to flag down his sister when she arrived.

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