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Duke Loycen

The brain and brawn. wip

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

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xxxD U K E x L O Y C E Nxxxx p r o t e g e x o f x H e p h a e s t u s x




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n i c k n a m e s x // x * * * , * * *

a g e x // xtwenty-two | September 8th

g e n d e r x // xmale

s e x u a l i t y x // xheterosexual

o r i g i n x // xConstanța, Romania

s p e c i e s x // xdemigod

p a r e n t a g e x // xhephaestus






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D E M E A N O R


h e i g h t x // x6'1

w e i g h t x // x179 lbs

h a i r x // xbrown

e y e s x // xbrown

o d d i t i e s x // xHis Romanian accent comes out slightly at times. Scars down his back from whippings.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xDuke can often come off as stern and intimidating with his solid build and sharp features and usually serious attitude. He has an even stubble now, making him appear even more of a man and oldie on camp. He is firmly sculptured from head to toe but can bury it in looser, generally darker clothing if not in his tank shirts and working in his warehouse, which he often is. As such, his body can often harvest beads of sweat and ash.






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P O W E R S

F i r ex &x H e a tx // x He can manipulate and summon fire and heat to extremes or subtly. He also is immune to burns, fire and can withstand high temperatures without a bother.
M a s t e rx I n v e n t o r x &x E n g i n e e r // x While there's always room for improvement, Duke can make trinkets and gadgets with abnormal efficiency.
H i g hx I n t e l l i g e n c e x// x Not quite like the children of Athena, but still smarter than most.



P R O F I C I E N C I E S

W e a p o n sx P r o f i e n c y // x He's always taken an interest in the creation of weaponry. From the range of guns, bows, whips and swords, etc. He knows how to get the best of these weapons, enhance them or ruin them.
A s s e r t i v ex // x Duke is firm footed in his craft and his beliefs. If he doesn't want to do something, he'll stand his ground. And though he doesn't like to bark orders, his commitment to a command or suggestion is often taken.
S t r i v i n gx // x Duke never does anything halfheartedly and he knows there is room for improvement in himself and in others. He keeps working at it and he works hard.
P r o t e c t i v ex // x From a young age he played protector. He will defend, stand up, train those in need.


W E A K N E S S E S

S l e e px // x He is often up and moving, working in his warehouse, or planning instead of sleeping at night. He feels it is a luxury he cannot afford.
P r o t e c t i v e x // x This habit of his can also make him evaluate things a little less cautiously.
L a r g ex B o d i e sx ofx W a t e rx // x Duke can swim, he's just not a strong swimmer. Or confident enough to swim in rapids or beaches. His powers are also harder to access in such an environment.



F E A R S

N o tx B e i n gx T h e r ex // x In vital moments, like when or if he's a father, or someone needs protection.
B u r n i n gx // x Ironic and impossible as it is, Duke came from a place of skeptics and heard the history of how supernaturals were burned.
W a t e r x // x Again, it's just a matter of being powerless and tides doing as they please.





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P E R S O N A L I T Y
xxxxxxxxxxxxx Calculating xx Brave xx Practical xx Guiding x


Duke is a stern individual. He often anticipates and calculates people and their motives and how dangerous they can be to the camp. It can make him seem overbearing at times but better that than any hostile surprises. He only has the best interest at heart. Beyond all the brooding, and the work-orientated man, he's a decent guy and doesn't have a rude comment to mutter. Brutally honest more likely, but not deliberately harmful.

[Another para para paragraph about loyalty and bravery.]

While Duke is happy to possess such intelligence accounting towards his observation skills, ability to calculate and the gift of insight, seeing situations as others may not, the truth is he's still a brawn in a lot of ways. Not just in figure and physical strength but in beliefs. Duke has little to no tolerance when it comes to whingers. As a man that's down to earth and highly action-based, he cannot see why others don't change something they don't like when there is always something people can do about it. This can often be expressed in a thick layer of sarcasm, bluntness or outright blind siding them. But if someone were to endure his snark and ask for help, they would certainly receive it.

Most of him operates by never surrendering, never backing down, taking action, and being productive. Duke himself is always aiming to better himself by training physically and testing the limits of what he can create. Without effort or risk, there can be no progress.






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H I S T O R Y


Duke's mother died when he was very young. She was accused of witchcraft and eloping with one that could control fire and heat and seemed to be generations ahead with his inventions. Which was just as big as a crime to the skiddish people of the town. But she knew this barbaric witchhunt was after her and would pursue Duke too because they feared something they could not understand. So she passed him to the care of her sister.

With his aunt, Duke had to become the man of the house at a young age, and it wasn't just something he felt he had to do but something he was relied on and expected to do. His aunt worked as an exotic dancer to keep a steady income and fell pregnant with twins to a deadbeat father. Then, she fell into the influence of drugs because of stress or a lack of worth. Her addiction and income kept them barely afloat and some days she'd bring men over. Whether that was for bonus income or something else to relieve and forget the stress, he didn't know and he didn't want to know. Duke had to promote himself to bodyguard, carer to his cousins and financial keeper. The duties of a man were something he had to quickly take up.

He had high moral of discipline and respect to his single, busy aunt so followed any order she gave like an obedient dog. Camille needed what help she could get. Besides, she was always a little jumpy and worried outside her job, and as time grew, feared Duke's judgement. But he never did judge her, only hated that she had to return to her job where there was constant risk of low-lives and fanatics creeping on her with hungry eyes and touches. All the peace and discipline of a good solider went out the window when she returned with bruises and cuts and a tremor one night. He begged and pleaded for her to tell him who did it to her, but she didn't supply that information. Not because she couldn't confide in him but because she knew his true heritage and didn't want him being exposed.

Her little plan fell apart relatively quickly when Duke did some digging and found the assaulter. In the moment, Duke couldn't help himself and did give him a burn which led to a new commotion of witches still existing.





h e x c o d e x // x # 780707 x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x Theo James x // x c r e a t o r x // x Sparky x // x c s x // x Scar.-

So begins...

Duke Loycen's Story

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Characters Present

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 Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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xxIliana Remington-Taylor ~ Demeter
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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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xHeath Taylor ~ Athena ~ #808000 ~ x
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.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos
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Hades | HEX: #05105E | Outfit

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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"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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Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters
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"Wow, so she really does listen...I'm midly impressed." She let her mouth drop, pretending to be offended but of course her acting skills could never hold.

Trinity watched Theo carefully, him completely in his element. "You really wanna see me show off?"

“That wasn’t showing off?” she asked pointing to his double bullseye.

"Watch this." Apparently, it was nowhere near his potential as he pulled a lever and targets appeared in different directions. Theo shot at them all with ease and grace yet he was sharp and efficient. Trinity was glued to the performance before her stuck in a spell of awe, envy and evaluation. A final target spat out and Theo turned his head to her winking. She arched a challenging brow hoping his ego would be his demise, meanwhile he sent his arrow dead center of the bullseye. Damn. Theo knew it too in the way he tilted his head at her. Trinity couldn't stop herself from grinning and shaking her head. He had every right to be confident and show off because he was amazing with a bow and arrows.

“This is exactly why I stole the crossbow in capture the flag.” Trinity smirked. Trojans would have been doomed with that bad boy in Theo's hands.

Theo held the bow out to her, raising an eyebrow at her. "You do half as good as that, and I'll go full wolf for you."

She snatched the bow from him. “Oh, you'll be going full wolf for me. Liked or not, Mr. Smith.” Trinity was pretty confident she could do half as good as that. But in the event she somehow didn't, Theo could step in her area of combat and challenge her there. “If I do half as good, you can make me breakfast in bed.” She chuckled, considering it'd be a decent achievement.

Trinity then prepped herself and headed to the lever. She pulled it then placed herself in the center again. Like Theo's round, the three targets appeared, one to the left, middle and to the right. She shot one at a time swiftly, getting close to the center but never hitting it. The last lot appeared and Trinity tended to the ones on the left, swept to the ones on the right that had got a lot more ascension. Then the middle. Trinity gasped as her arrow went over the falling target and reached back in her empty quiver for another shot. Hell no, not one is escaping my aim. She slid the quiver off her shoulder and dropped the bow again. Trinity conjured a dagger, threw it in the air and booted the handle full force sending her blade through the final target about 5 feet off the ground. Trinity smirked to herself. Targets were no different than enemies, they couldn't get away from the wrath of an Ares child.

She turned to dear Theo and picked up the bow. “Now big bad wolf, I hope that satisfies you.” She offered the bow to him. “Should I leave you and the archery area alone?” she asked, smirking at the suggestive undertone.

Trinity moved towards the exit, although she wasn't sick of his company or show pony antiques yet. “I'm grabbing a bite. You gonna be here or are you coming with?” She'd happily take his order if he had one and return to the archery with a snack in hand. Besides, watching him shoot was oddly satisfying. She could learn a thing or two watching his techniques and learn his weak points in case they were on opposing sides again.

“You know, Theo, it's a shame we didn't verse each other in the game. I would have loved the challenge.” It likely sounded like she was being cocky again about her fighting abilities, but she meant it as the highest compliment and honor. She felt the same about Ajax. After those little words she left the area heading for the hall.



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"Okay. You're sure?"

Well, she did give him the briefest version possible while they were outside. “I can explain l-”

Duke approached from the side and took Keith from her. "Hey, I got him. Are you two okay?"

Evidently not with an injured man in her arm hence Duke using initiative to help transport him. However, by supernatural camp standards, it seemed manageable. Evelyn nodded while Keith responded. "We're fine, thank you. There's been tougher days."

She didn't know where they were leading her exactly, but they came upon a cozy and luxurious looking building. Not really the text book definition of a cabin. "I...I really don't know why I'm assigned to this one." His words tore her from her evaluating state and she flicked up a smile for show.

Once inside, it seemingly didn't take long for the tension to rise between the two men. "I mean I got shot so that’s why I’m a mess,” Keith felt the need to justify himself in the thick silence.

"And you didn't think to defend yourself with magic?"

That was a sore spot and Evelyn fought the urge to intervene. Keith had to take care of it. "Seri...The idea did occur, once or twice."

"What happened to you?"

"I just told you -"

"Last year," Duke said abruptly and caught her eye. Evelyn cocked her head slightly and held onto every word that followed. "Between last year and this very day anyway."

Odd and precise. Evelyn was as silent as the men as the room became heavy again. "You know, I think we can handle things from here."

Not much caused the daughter of Nemesis discomfort, however lingering with Keith after being a bystander in the middle of their exchange did. Particularly because she knew Duke meant well in his own way too. Keith tried to smile to her. Evelyn mirrored his tight brief smile.

“Let me make you a drink. If not for you, then could I please have some water?”

Evelyn excused herself. When she left vision, she hurried after Duke. She extended a hand out to grab his arm. “Hey, what do you think happened last year?” Evelyn looked at him pleadingly, ready to latch onto everything he said. “He's...he's not well.” As honest as she wanted to be, it wasn't her business or right to tell Duke the full context.

“I need somebody who was close to him. Who knows what might have happened to him or who's out to hurt him.” Evelyn was still as desperate as ever for his aid. A seasoned camper telling Keith what happened might have been what he needed as a trigger. Duke was smart and observant. He'd be able to find the missing piece.

That's all Evelyn could do for now. Put some faith in Duke and do her best with what she had. Evelyn turned on her heels and got the drinks then tended back to Keith.

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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.





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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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Image He was on his way out of Daniel's cabin when Evelyn grabbed him. He looked to her hand first then met her pleading eyes. “Hey, what do you think happened last year?” Duke sighed out and shifted his weight. That would be a long story and Daniel didn't seem too open to talk about it himself.

"Anything could have happened to him, he and trouble constantly met half way." For that exact reason, Duke didn't have the slightest idea what could have happened last year for him to change so much.

“He's...he's not well.”

"That, I know. Look, you and staff know him as Keith but his name's Daniel. There was a war and no one had seen him since. And from what I heard, he wasn't in a condition to walk off or teleport anywhere." Duke didn't see what happened to the camp's favorite magician exactly but he knew Daniel was widely believed as deceased.

“I need somebody who was close to him. Who knows what might have happened to him or who's out to hurt him.”

Duke knew it was Evelyn's way of asking, relying and suggesting his assistance in one. He looked off in the distance. Part of him didn't want to tangle with such a case but he couldn't refuse to help. He nodded to Evelyn then left in search for someone. A Valis might have fit the criteria, he knew Alex and Daniel had a brief thing, whereas Ajax was well informed and trust worthy. Then there was Andromeda to consider of course.

"All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting."

That saved him going on a wild goose chase. As he headed to the hall, the same place others were being corralled, he saw Wesley and jogged to join him in stride. "Wesley, did Alex give you your arm?" Clearly Wes didn't have the prosthetic arm on, but if it needed adjustments for comfort or size, the sooner they worked on it the better.

He almost missed the short and timid company Wesley was in. Almost. Duke second looked her and smiled slightly. "Hey..." he recognized the girl as the one that had darted by in the training grounds. But that run wasn't one for training or fun. He could ask if she was okay now but that might have risked some unpleasant emotions resurfacing."I missed you before, I'm Duke." He held out his hand.



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Image Evangeline's mouth was still for a bit but then she kissed back with a vengeance. And it all became rather pleasurable and less about escaping people. He could have kissed her a while longer but she pushed him away with a hand on his chest looking towards the retreating figures. It worked better than he could have hoped. Maybe he should have smacked lips with strangers more often.

“Looks like the peanut gallery is gone. What a shame.” At those words, he looked at her again to be met by a smirk. “The blonde one was gorgeous, we could have asked him to join us.”

He snarled, showing his obvious disgust in the comment. Those Aphrodite kids were flimsy and a little too loose for his liking.

“Oh and forgive me if my love radar is screwy, it might be because I’m not related to Aphrodite. I believe you call my mother Hera?” Mason did his best not to give her a reaction, but it was evident he was displeased. Her lies were harmless but gave him a complete different impression than the snake underneath. His confession before suddenly seemed not just gossip but ammunition for her. Mason inhaled through his nose suppressing the urge to charge her and torture her until she turned into the fragile girl she played for real. Then again, taking down spoiled bitches might have been more of Trinity's domain.

“He’s all yours. But be warned he’s a sloppy kisser.” The remark seemed a little out of the way to try annoy him, but got his attention on Sylas. He rolled his eyes and approached the son of Eris.

"At least I got a kiss out of it," he said, for once trying to see the bright side. Once Evangeline was gone, Mason finally smiled. "If I was her, I would have held that card a little longer. She would have had so much potential. But now...tut...such a waste." Mason could throw off her game with other campers if he so desired. Luckily for her he didn't care that much about fellow demigods so it wouldn't be a frequent disruption.

"So what about you Sylas? What have you been up to?" In briefly knowing the guy, it was likely he had been doing something. It was just a matter if the guy wanted to show and tell.

When the announcement came on Mason cracked another cold smile. "I suppose we're all heading to the hall then." And Mason did that without any audible complaints, though not exactly a good pace either. When Ajax came over the system it usually wasn't for personal reasons.

Mason didn't bother sitting, hoping it was at least a brief little gathering they were having then he could slip straight out the doors again. Mason saw something then and slowly moved across the back of the hall, prowling towards it. He didn't want to catch the attention of others, much more for Andy to see it first.



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Image The tension was palpable and there was nothing he could do to change it but wait it out. Evelyn offered to get some drinks and Keith directed her to the kitchen. Even she wanted to escape the mood of the room for a bit, a sturdy daughter of Nemesis. That must have been some record. Sitting there alone for a time, Keith thought Evelyn might have outright abandoned ship. His gut sunk. He had to see it coming. But she returned with their drinks and Keith lit up.

"Do you want to play anything? Cluedo, aahh monopoly, 21, Yahtzee, Operation?" Admittedly they were games better played in a group larger than two but he wasn't one drowning in popularity and options.

Apparently there was no time for a game to come out because Ajax came over the speakers requesting a meeting in the hall. "That's a bummer." Not that his guest likely shared his enthusiasm for a good old fashioned board game.

Keith headed over with Evelyn slowly, his goal walking there being to show he could get there in one piece his own without using the red haired girl as support. He was very pleased with himself when he stepped through the hall doors. He shuffled out of the way of entering and exiting demigods and sat on a table near the back wall. He thought he was pretty safe there, not in immediate view or in the way, a wall behind him, minding his own business..

"Daniel? What are you doing here?" No such luck. The son of Hades wanted to torment him now.

"I was told to come to the hall like everyone else. If you want this spot, just take it." Keith moved to his feet choosing to avoid conflict, but was shoved down again by the shoulders.

"I can't believe you're alive," he spoke in a hushed tone, eyeing him head to toe. Okay, he was useless and uncoordinated, he got that but that was a little harsh. "How are you here?"

Keith noticed Mason was blocking the door from view, cornering him. "A series of travelling methods, you know car, plane..." Mason frowned, apparently it wasn't the answer he was after and he looked displeased. Keith fiddled with his arm cuffs. "How...how were your holidays?"

"Seriously?"

Keith nodded hesitantly as if it were a trick question. There was another heavy silence. Maybe he should just be master of tense moments. He looked around uneasily for witnesses to the assault to come. "You don't have to go into it if you don't want," he muttered.

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"Is it a just a stereotype, then, that Eris children are all manipulative?" Sloane chuckled at Ji-hyun's comment, quickly bringing the soda to her lips. She wouldn't say she was manipulative, but that she is manipulated by her brother to do so. She never met any other children of Eris, but she could only assume that most of them fit the bill.

After she mentioned her own stance on her parentage and what came with it, Ji-hyun seemed interested, even leaning forward in his seat. "What can you guys do? I assume children of discord are able to influence emotions, but I'm not too sure of your other abilities."

"Yeah, we can manipulate emotions... It tends to work with existing emotions, just kind of twisting them or heightening them rather than drawing from something new or characteristic. I guess that would also depend on someone's subtly, or lack thereof." Sloane leaned back in her seat, her brows furrowing while her fingertip traced the brim of the can. She had never been asked to list what she is capable of. It all felt so fluid, a small part in a bigger machine. "I can also cause chaos... like make people violent or angry, kinda like an aura type thing. But the thing I'm best at is hallucinations... Like manipulating perceived reality."

Sloane parted her lips to say something else when thunder rumbled overhead. It was so loud it made her jump slightly where she sat, looking to the window, surprised at how dark it had gotten in the short time she was in Ji-hyun's cabin.

"Ah, those two, on the other hand... they could be good at what they did if they wanted to, but with all the storms they're bringing to camp it's a wonder the ecosystem isn't entirely ruined by unnecessary amounts of rain." Sloane looked back to Ji-hyun, smiling slightly at his comment. "Total waste of energy if you ask me." Her eyes widened as she nodded her head silently in agreement. It took her a long time to learn how to fully control her abilities. It took patience and practice... And she didn't think the Zeus duo knew that, or cared.

"But nevermind them. You were saying?"

Before she could attempt to say anything further, a voice echoed over a P.A. system that must have been setup throughout the camp. "All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting."

Sloane didn't know the voice, but whose voice did she know beyond her brother's and Ji-Hyun's? She sighed, finishing the last bit of the drink she was offered before moving to her feet. "I guess that means us too?" It was more of a rhetorical question. Sloane would have much preferred hiding out in that cabin all day avoiding meetings, other campers and her brother, but it didn't look like that was an option. "Are you coming?" She asked looking back toward Ji-Hyun as she stepped toward the door.

It wasn't long before they found their way to the main hall. A handful of campers had already arrived, faces she might have seen in passing but Sloane couldn't put a name to a face. Instead of trying to make idle chat with people she didn't care to know, she found her way to an empty table and took a seat. Hopefully, whatever this meeting was, wouldn't be long. She highly doubted it involved her.




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The young blonde seemed apprehensive at first, hesitant to approach him or maybe not knowing what to make of Wes. But he didn't move instead just deciding to remain where he was. There really wasn't much else he could do. After a moment she slowly approached him and sat down in the grass beside him. She then pulled out a notepad and proceeded to write.

Wes's brows furrowed as he watched her, before the girl turned the pad around and showed him what she wrote. "My name is Iliana and my mother is Demeter. I can't talk. I've met your mother years ago. She was nice."

He had to fight the urge to laugh at the comment. Iliana seemed genuine in her remark. Wes's own relationship was nothing so simple. But it'd make sense for someone like Aphrodite to have a natural compassion about her in regards to others. He nodded his head and gave him best smile. "I'm sure she was."

Wes didn't know if he was thankful or annoyed at the sound of Ajax's voice echoing throughout the camp. On the one hand, he didn't have to dive into his relationship with his mother... If it could even be called that. But, he also wasn't in the mood to leave Frank or trudge his way back toward the main part of camp. Either way, it didn't seem like he had a choice.

With a sigh, Wes slowly lifted Frank from his lap, giving him a final pet. "Alright buddy, my cabin is down that way," he said pointing in the general direction of his cabin. "If you ever need some carrots, come on by." He stood up slowly and motioned his head toward the center of camp. "We've been summoned," he chuckled.

They were nearly to the hall when Wes heard footsteps approaching from behind. He glanced over his shoulder in time to see Duke approaching. "Wesley, did Alex give you your arm?"

Wes glanced down at the place where his right arm used to be, confused. "Wouldn't it be like... decomposing by now?" The thought of his previous arm and the state it would be in made his face scrunch slightly in disgust. But after a minute, he connected the dots and his eyes widened. "Ooooh. Yeah, no. I haven't seen Alex since Capture the Flag."

He looked toward the hall as Duke and Iliana acquainted themselves. Wes cleared his throat and nodded his head in the direction of the hall. "I'll see you all inside." He slowly entered the hall and scanned the room for either an empty seat or a table to join. When he saw a tuft of familiar blonde hair, a small smile grew upon his lips and he took a step toward her. But then he froze, able to feel the anger and animosity coming off of Trinity even at that distance.

Part of him thought he should leave her be and that whatever was bothering her, she could come to him if she needed him. But Wes never liked seeing her upset, so he slowly made his way over to her table. "Hey," he said softly as he placed his hand on her shoulder, taking a seat beside her. "Is everything ok?" His gaze scanned her face for an answer while he gently rubbed her arm with his thumb.




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The unfamiliar blonde parted herself from Mason and trotted her way toward Sylas like she didn't have a care in the world. “He’s all yours. But be warned he’s a sloppy kisser.”

He couldn't help but chuckle, raising his brows in amusement. "Well, I wasn't planning on making an honest man out of him." Sylas pushed off the tree after the blonde left, looking toward Mason as he approached.

"At least I got a kiss out of it." Fair point. Who didn't enjoy locking lips every once and awhile. "If I was her, I would have held that card a little longer. She would have had so much potential. But now...tut...such a waste."

"Some people are narrow minded... Lack vision." He shrugged his shoulders. "I do believe I must have met a brother of hers. Interesting. Seems they may do my work for me... Take the fall for it too." He smirked slightly. "Even better."

"So what about you Sylas? What have you been up to?" Mason asked. But before Sylas could answer the inquiry, an announced rang overhead. Was that really his ploy? Neither himself nor the other guy wanted to listen to Captain Camp, so now he calls a meeting of the entire camp. What a pussy. "I suppose we're all heading to the hall then."

Sylas couldn't help but roll his eyes. Not at Mason, but the situation. "I was making good on my word, he started as he walked alongside Mason, heading toward the hall. "It's seems Alex is inches from going over the edge. It was almost too easy sending her into a fit. Almost took the fun out of it."

When they reached the hall, Sylas lingered for a moment, adding one final statement before they parted ways. "I should probably warn you, that in persuading her toward instability," he said with a hushed tone so only Mason could hear. "I had to implicate a certain favorite of yours." Sylas then gave Mason a reassuring pat on the shoulder as he walked past him. "But she seems tough. I'm sure she'll be fine."

With nothing more to add, Sylas entered the hall, his eyes quickly setting upon his sister sitting at a table with the boy he saw her with early. Sylas was never the subtle type, nor did he care about making shitty first impressions with people he didn't care about befriending. "Sloane... What are you doing?"

Sloane visibly tensed at the presence of her brother at the table. In that moment she wished Ji-hyun wasn't there and he didn't have to see this. Or that her brother didn't set his sights on him. "This is Ji-hyun."

"I didn't ask who you were doing. I asked what are you doing?" Sylas's gaze shifted over to the unwelcome male sitting with his sister. "Why are you wasting your time here? She's just playing you like she does everyone else. She's just using you. Sloane doesn't make friends with worthless no bodies."

"Sylas, stop." She was visually uncomfortable, no longer able to meet Ji-hyun's gaze or her brother's.

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"Trinity's an Ares, right? I'd love to train with you guys, if you'll have me."

"Yeah, of course." Andy smiled. "I mean, you'll learn a lot more from her. But, you're always welcome. And we operate under a no drama umbrella." She laughed softly. There was so much drama already at camp, that, at least, during training, they could not think about it.

Andy propped herself up on her elbows, looking over at Emery as she spoke. "My grandma, yeah, she pretty much raised me. She was the toughest old lady I ever knew, and she wanted me to be perfect so she tried to lead by example." And then there was silence. "I miss her."

"I miss my brother," Andy admitted. She knew Emery might not know the whole story, not like the others at camp. Someday, she would have to tell her. Maybe that was something else they could share? A sympathy of loss. But right now wasn't the time. She didn't even know if she would be capable of getting through that conversation at the moment, with the news she just learned. How would Andy explain that? Her brother died in a war and now is back, but isn't, but she doesn't really know because she hasn't set eyes on him? That was too much to lay on someone all at once.

Then with the incoming storm came a whole other boat of drama. It seemed Andy just lived in the middle of it no matter how much she wished she didn't. "Set who off?" She didn't have to answer the question, Emery pieced it together fast enough. "I take it you're not the biggest fan of the Zeus children? Or... just Alex?"

Andy laughed weakly. "She uh... Killed my best friend's sister. I was the first one to arrive after it happened... I buried her." She sat up right, shrugging her shoulders. "That changes your opinion of a person."

Then as if right on cue, Ajax's voice alerted all the campers to head to the main hall. Andy couldn't help but sigh. She was enjoying this... A moment away from all the drama, with someone who didn't sit there and tell her that her best friend was a piece of shit or her boyfriend was a piece of shit. Just a kind face to talk to and forget. Andy moved to her feet and offered Emery a hand. They took their time walking there, or maybe it was just her. Andy wasn't particularly in a rush to get back into a crowd of people who were ready to rip each other’s faces off.

She followed behind Emery as they walked into the hall, catching sight of Theo who seemed to be looking out for her. "I think someone is looking for you." Andy smiled, nodding her head toward him. "I'll catch up with you later." She gently patted Emery's arm before she moved her way through the room. Andy saw Trinity and Wes, glimpses of Alex and Ajax, who she was in no particular rush to go and talk to. It didn't take her long to find Mason, talking to someone she couldn't make out by the back of their head.

Andy weaved her way through the people until she reached him, gently hooking her hand in the bend in Mason's arm. "Hey," she said softly to get his attention. "I'm sorry about leaving. I needed air and—" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw Mason's company. The sight took the breath from her, leaving Andy standing their in a dumbfounded silence. It looked just like him, short brown hair, height... face, but the expression was mischievous and his eyes were different.

She didn't know what to do or to say. Her grip tightened on Mason's arm like a life line as she looked this Keith dead in the eyes, trying not to be hysterical and shake the true Daniel back into him. What was she supposed to say? It didn't matter when she couldn't bring herself to speak. "I... uh... Do you know who I am?"

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If there was one thing Iliana didn't mind, it was when others talked very little. That seem to be the case with Wes. After she introduced herself, he only said one thing.

"I'm sure she was."

He didn't say anything else after that. Iliana couldn't help but wonder what kind of relationship he had with his mother. It was none of her business of course, but Iliana be lying if didn't admit she was curious. Her own relationship with her mother was one that was very close. She certainly saw her mother more often then Heath saw his. And her mother very busy. She did wonder if it was because she needed a lot of work, especially with her empathy impacting her own abilities. Of course she got help from Heath's aunts too. In some ways though she felt like she fell them because she knew they tried to help her so much.

Iliana was jolted out of her thoughts though when she heard an announcement.

"All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting."

Who was that? He definitely sounded serious. Iliana knew she should follow the instructions, but she had no idea where this hall was. She looks at Wes, hoping he knew where this place was. He was talking to the rabbit though and let him go. He stood up and addressed her. She got up too and started following him. Yep, he definitely knew where he was going for soon she saw a building. They almost made it to the hall when someone called out to Wesley. Something about an arm? Instinctively, Iliana hid behind Wes and simply listen. It seemed like Wes was going to get a new arm. She did know that people could get prosthetic limbs if they needed it. Maybe that's what this new guy was talking about.

Before she knew it though, Wes left and Iliana found herself alone with the other guy. Looking at him, she felt very shy. He was very different from Wesley. Wesley had a charismatic aura about him, this guy had an intimidating air, despite his friendly voice. She barely register his words to her and offering his hand. If one were to look at Iliana right now, they easily could tell she had that 'deer in head lights' look about her. Mentally though she scolded herself.

~Easy there, Lia, he's just trying to be nice and introduce himself. What was his name again? . . . Duke right?~ she thought to herself.

Taking a few deep breaths, she slowly calmed her racing heart and hesitantly placed her hand in Duke's and let him shake her hand. After her hand was released, she quickly wrote in her notepad and already decided this would be her general greeting for anyone else who just wanted to know her name at least. Since Duke didn't reveal his divine parent, she wouldn't either. After she finished writing, she held up the notepad so Duke could read it.

"Hello, my name is Iliana. I am sorry but I don't speak. Nice to meet you."

After he read it, Iliana brought her notebook back to her chest. She didn't know what else to do. She wished Ethan and Heath were here. She was tempted to look inside the main hall, but she could feel anger from inside the building.

Lucky for Iliana, she was about to get her wish. Both Heath and Ethan had retrieved the tracking stone when they heard the announcement.

"Well now, looks like we got this stone just in time. Hey Heath, you had gotten a map of this place right? Do you know where this main hall is?" Ethan asked the blonde.

"Yes, but only from other locations in this camp like the cabins. If Lia is someplace that's not a landmark, it'll be harder to find. We better find Iliana quickly. I don't want to get in trouble."

"Right, that voice did sound like Alex's brother and I certainly don't want to get on his bad side. This meeting might relate to what we just saw."

The two existed their cabin and put the tracking stone to use, which was attuned specifically to Iliana's energy. Surprisingly it led them in the direction of the main hall and soon they spotted Iliana with Duke. Heath was so relieved he started running towards them. Ethan wasn't too far behind.

"Iliana!"

Iliana heard her name and saw Heath and Ethan rushing towards her. Relief washed over her and she ran out to meet them before leaping at Heath and he caught her and hugged her closely. After a few minutes, the two pull back.

"You really had me scared their Lia. What happened?"

Iliana quickly wrote down all that happened, including the part of hearing the order to run and meeting Wesley and Duke. Heath frowned where he read the order part. So it was true she had been influenced.

"Well, I am just glad you're okay. I guess we better go inside now."

It was then they noticed Duke. Ethan was quick to approach the man.

"Sorry to interrupt your conversation with Iliana. My friend and I had been looking for Iliana after she had taken off suddenly. One of the campers had given her an order to take off. My name is Ethan and that's Heath. Iliana is his adopted sister and I am just a friend of theirs. I'd wish we could talk more, but there's that meeting here. Thanks for being kind to Iliana." Ethan explained before the trio start heading inside. As they pass him, both Heath and Iliana nod to Duke.

When they entered inside, Iliana saw Wesley sitting next to a blonde girl, who was the one radiating angry energy. She wanted to say hi to Wesley, but the blonde's anger was enough to keep her away. There were others here so Heath led them to an area away from the crowd because he could tell his sister didn't want to be with anyone else. He especially didn't want to be close to that one guy who caused Alex to lose it, who was conversing with a dark hair young woman, who was sitting next to someone who appeared to be of Asian decent. Ethan saw the others too and was hoping to meet some of them but decided to stick with Heath and Iliana for now.

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Image "Wouldn't it be like... decomposing by now?" Duke frowned, even more so as Wes made a disgusted face. "Ooooh. Yeah, no. I haven't seen Alex since Capture the Flag." He finally gave an answer Duke could work with.

He nodded looking off. "I see. Well it's incoming, obviously the courier got held up." Alex had a lot of her own drama to deal with, a prosthetic limb to deliver probably faded to the background. Not that Wes ever made a big deal of the matter but having another arm would make his life a lot easier. It seemed it was just Duke affected by his project.

The girl hesitated for a long time, he thought he might have somehow insulted her culture or similar then she took his hand. He was sure to shake it gently, treating her as delicate as a rose to avoid startling her further.
Wes excused himself as the girl rushed to something on her being. A notepad. She struck him as absolutely lovely, however drawing for him was an odd gesture.

"Hello, my name is Iliana. I am sorry but I don't speak. Nice to meet you." Iliana introduced herself by paper and he smiled suddenly feeling foolish.

"No need to be sorry. You're as fast at writing as you are on foot. Besides, the quieter ones always take the most in." It was a fact. The quiet ones were more observant and in tune with themselves and others. That was a valuable skill and talent to possess.

Duke went to proceed to the hall, opening the door for Iliana then a voice called out for her. The pair ran towards each other and embraced. He watched the exchanged and smiled slightly. Reunions always were very satisfying but it reminded him of a similar sibling relationship on camp.

"Sorry to interrupt your conversation with Iliana. My friend and I had been looking for Iliana after she had taken off suddenly. One of the campers had given her an order to take off. My name is Ethan and that's Heath. Iliana is his adopted sister and I am just a friend of theirs. I'd wish we could talk more, but there's that meeting here. Thanks for being kind to Iliana."

Duke had follow up questions for Ethan like "who ordered her to take off? How are you three close? Why doesn't Iliana speak?", however the new trio didn't want to risk being untimely to their first meeting. "Of course, my pleasure. Duke," he said with a hand on his own chest. Since they had given their names it only felt right to give his.

He nodded back to them and entered the hall. Duke wandered over to Ajax, although rather than make himself at home on their table, he leaned on the wall nearby. He scanned the hall and found Trinity on the verge of causing some blood shed. "Aja..." he let his voice trail off. Ajax had enough to worry about. He didn't need containing the daughter of war to be one even if his strength was equal match to Trinity's. Nonetheless, right under their nose, Duke was particularly interested to find Alex had made a new friend. Or something like that. The conversation didn't seem too friendly, but if Alex or Ajax wouldn't fry the guy, Duke would.

There was too much demigod drama to monitor and be in control of.

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AJAX VALIS
SON OF ZEUS
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On the outside, Ajax looked confident, but as he watched everyone enter the main hall, he felt his confidence flicker like a breeze against newly lit flame. He had never grasped the horns of leadership, not properly, but he was doing his best, or so he told himself most nights. So many wrong choices, but even leaders can't always be right. He still blamed himself for the lives that had been prematurely snuffed out last year, even though he knows it's impossible to save everyone. Not even Gods have that power.

Fate is fate.

At camp his efforts had never once been for his father, they had been for the camp. Even if some of them hated him enough to want him dead alongside his sister - a gentle soul that had been touched almost by death, and darkness that wanted to consume her. She hardly had any fight left, and all of that was also his fault for not being a better brother.

He had left her thinking she could handle it on her own as she was strong, but the death of their mother had broken her spirits. No-one on camp had the right to dig their heels into someone suffering mentally. Especially when they didn't know the origin of their entire story, and why Hades was so determined to see the great fall of Olympic Gods.

With Alex not far from him, she sat at the table he had left to make the speech he was dreading. He had no idea what everyone would think about him or his choice of words, but they needed to be aired.

He now stood at the front of the room and paced gently as everyone took their place. The large doors shut, and all eyes were on him, waiting patiently to hear what he had to say.

Image "Earlier on today someone deliberately pushed her" he glanced to his sister, catching sight of Pete sitting across from her, but turned back to the room. Alex could handle herself, but just encase Pete did try anything, Duke was within decent proximity from him to react quicker than Ajax. "Have you forgotten she's my sister? she's unwell, and some of you find it funny to pick at her like she's less than you? she's not a bad person, and if I hear anyone bringing up the topic that got us in this mess in the first place, just one word, then there will be trouble. I couldn't care less if you don't like taking orders.. you will, or you can just leave the camp right now. If you think you'll survive on your own? then leave."






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DAUGHTER OF ZEUS
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Image When the boy from earlier came and sat across from her, she couldn't believe he actually had the nerve to after what he said to her brother, and the way him and Sylas began to creep into her head to unhinge her more than she was already. What? so now he wanted to chit-chat and be friends? was this another little plan of theirs? was Pete working with sylas and Mason?

Even though she had no clue what this guy's intentions were, and that her trust meter was shot to hell, she still felt he wasn't as bad as the other two.

She understood why Mason hated her and wanted her dead, but what was the issue with Sylas? possibly got the wrong information, put 2 + 2 together and got 6. Or maybe he just loved to toy with others like a cat who eventually gets its cream. Would make sense considering the Godly parent he spawned from.

"Give me one good reason why I should even talk to you?" she asked Pete. , and while waiting for his reply, her attention briefly found Duke who leaned his perfectly muscled frame against the wall. Something in the room had caught his attention. "Aja..." he trailed off. Ajax hadn't heard him, and Duke decided against what he wanted to say anyway and left it at that.

Alex wanted to smile even now. Duke always had their back no matter how many rumors rooted themselves across the camp. He was never disloyal.





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Eve couldn’t hear what Trinity was saying, but the expression on her face was clearer than any words could be. She was spitting fire at Wes. Eve almost felt bad for the undue blasting he was getting, almost. Instead she smirked, enjoying the view of the bickering couple way too much.

Her attention was brought back to Evelyn by her side. “No, thank you. I don't like taking food from people, particularly ones I just met.”

Eve smiled back the redhead, plastering on a fake pleasant smile. “Really? See I love taking things from people. Especially ones I’ve just met.” Her voice took on a sly tone, only for a second, before Eve laughed as if she were joking. She wasn’t of course, she loved taking things that didn’t belong to her, but it seemed silly to throw away her first impression already.

But then Evelyn did that all on her own. “You're a formidable actress and you have a nice name. Mine's Evelyn. Are you looking for an ally?” Eve almost scowled, she’d never been called out so easily before, and she hated being shocked and pushed to the back foot.

Formidable? I like that word, might use it in a resume one day.” She gave Evelyn a Cheshire grin before swiping the last crisp from her bag, screwing it up in hands and buying herself more time to craft a response. A response that would put her back in the controlling seat, her eyes drifted to Pete’s back for a moment, once upon a time she’d had an ally. “And you’re formidably perceptive. Why are you asking? Are you offering your services?” Eve smirked at the other girl deciding to reveal some of her research, “Do I get a blessing from the daughter of Nemesis if I answer correctly?”

The conversation ended short as Ajax begun his little speech. Eve had to physically hold herself back from smirking, or downright laughing. If anything his threat only painted an even larger target on Alex’s back for people like Eve. Now if she messed with Alex she’d get a two-for-one in pissing off Ajax as well.

Then Zeus arrived, with noise, pompous and flash just as Hera had accused him of. Eve had never met another god other than Hera before, and Hera’s disdain for her peers tinted Eve’s vision of them. Though a trip to Mount Olympus held appeal, Hera had made sure to never bring her mortal offspring anywhere close to home.

Eve’s eyes trailed back to Trinity, messing with her fellow campers held more appeal to Eve than Gods. That’s why she saw the little smirk that Trinity had sent to the blonde boy. She didn’t know who he was, but he was clearly another playing piece.

“At least you might get more than crisps in Mount Olympus. Hopefully it will keep you satisfied.” Evelyn said with a smile. Surprisingly Eve was finding the redhead hard to read – which she hated.

Which meant Evelyn was a danger, especially when Eve didn’t know whether she was going to run and tell the whole camp what she knew. She couldn’t afford to let her guard down any further. “Oh, I plan to be satisfied.”

Eve watched Trinity storming out,before turning back to Evelyn with a challenging smile, “If we were allies I'd offer to show you your destiny.” She held out her hand to the girl, palm skyward, one of her honed skills inherited from Hera. "But I don't think we are." Eve snatched her hand back and left. Moving to cut in front of Wes, blocking his path if he were considering chasing after Trinity. Willing a nervous expression onto her face and forcing tears into her eyes, she looked to her feet refusing to make eye contact with him. “I’m so sorry,” She forced her voice to come out as a timid squeak and her fake watery eyes produced a tear. “I think that might have been my fault.”





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"Give me one good reason why I should even talk to you?" Of course Alex was angry, and she looked down her nose at him, like he had no reason to be there at the front of the room at her table. And she was probably right, a guy like him was meant for dark corners.

A traditionally handsome bodyguard came to hover by their table, of course. Pete felt his speculative eyes, assessing him as friend or foe. Though let’s be honest no one ever saw Pete as thought of him as trustworthy. But Alex didn’t need a protector, he’d seen earlier that she was beyond powerful.

In the two times Pete had seen Alex, he was beginning to realise that angry might have been her default state. He’d take angry over manipulative any day though. He looked across the table at her, through the hair hanging over his eyes. He raised one shoulder in a lazy shrug, “I got no good ones for you.”

Then Ajax stole the attention of the room, his speech long and unnecessary. Pete knew how people like his sister and that guy from the barn worked, a topic like this only painted a target on her back for people like them. And Pete was buying this fragile bullshit, not after he’d seen what she could do.

A boom and a clap, and Zeus himself was in the room. Or at least Pete assumed his was Zeus since he was one of the few close enough to hear him call Ajax son. He noticed a quick, quick glare from Ajax, though he spoke too low to be heard. A perceptive habit from his past, and tid-bit his sister would have died to have.

Considering Pete held nothing but disdain for the one God(ess) he’d ever met, that tainted his vision of the rest of them. Neither they nor Mount Olympus held much appeal. Though his ears caught at the mention of ‘Alex’s Trial’. Considering he’d spent his only day here hiding out reading, he felt considerably out of the loop.

He looked up assessing Alex, what had she done to deserve a trial. What could she be capable of. He wondered without judgement, just curiosity. Once the God’s had finished speaking he had his answer for Alex’s earlier question. He looked back at her, gathering his back pack up. “But it doesn’t seem as if you’ve got much choice, I'm the only one in this room not looking at you like traitor.” He had been right, he didn’t have a good answer, but like always, he preferred honesty above everything else.

Swinging his backpack over his shoulder he approached the Valis bodyguard on his way out, the one with brown hair and chiselled jawline, of course. He patted his chest once, funnelling his magic through the touch and his words to influence Duke’s mind. “Just shag her mate.” Not caring that he was loud enough to be heard all around, he walked past Duke towards the doors, not being one for prolonged group hangouts.

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Ethan and Heath watched as everyone else showed up and saw a few fireworks fly. Iliana however was concentrating only on herself for she felt so many emotions at once. She felt so much anger from the blonde next to Wesley, which only increased when another blonde girl came near them. She closed her eyes and try to shut herself down. She couldn't loose control, not hear at least. The boys saw what was happening and saw what was happening with Wesley and the 2 blondes girls too. This was definitely not good. They didn't have time to do anything about it for Zeus's son spoke up talking about his sister. Seems like they were right about the two guys from earlier being the one to push Alex over the edge. Now the question was, what originally caused her to go close to the edge to begin with.

Before either boys could speak up though, there was a commotion and suddenly two gods showed up. One was definitely Zeus, but the other the guys hadn't seen before. Soon Zeus spoke and his words only made the boys even more confused. Alex was to be on trial? For what exactly? It must be grave if the gods got directly involved. Knowing his mother was here though, Heath decided to ask her directly. If he was to spectate a trial, he wanted all the clear facts and his mother was good at that without any bias. She was the Goddess of Wisdom for a reason after all. Plus he wanted to get Lia out of this building, who was now covering her ears and rocking back and forth. He was 100% sure she hadn't heard a word. It was to his relief when the one angry blonde left the building though. He had definitely heard her words to Wesley, who had looked shocked by them. He cursed and took off after the blonde who left. It wasn't long before they could hear shouting. This only caused Iliana to shake even more.

When Zeus asked for questions, several did ask, but the one that caught Heath and Ethan's attention the most was when someone came forward.

"Yeah, I have one. Is Hades going to be there? Since it was his daughter that got murdered, don't you think he has a say or at least the right to witness her trial? It seems fair to me."

Ethan looked surprised at that. A daughter of Hades was killed? That definitely wasn't good. Heath started connecting the dots though. Alex was going to be on trial and Hades's daughter had been killed. Was Alex the reason? He saw how angry she got in the stall. So who was this guy that just asked the question? Ethan wondered if the guy was a son of Hades. It would make sense since he did ask such a question.

Both boys though forgot about everything else when Iliana suddenly grabbed onto Heath's shirt sleeve. This was a signal that she had to get out now.

"Let's go now," Heath said as he helped Iliana up.

Ethan nodded as they left. When they exited the building, they saw Wesley take off. Iliana could feel every emotion he was feeling and it was seriously making her sick in the stomach. She could feel her own tears spilling out. Her own powers started churning and soon the sky open up, causing rain to fall. She herself dropped to the ground and started wailing in earnest. Heath swept her into his arms and continued to walk with Ethan right next to him.

"Uh, oh, we better do something to cheer Iliana up quick." Ethan commented.

Indeed, the last time Iliana was this emotional, she had caused a flood. Heath knew this was a result of her trying to contain her emotions and powers too much. The rain continued pouring and they and anyone else would be drenched by now.

"I've got it. Hey, Lia, can you hear me? We're going to see your mother soon. Do you want to see her?"

Hearing her mother being mention penetrated Iliana's intense emotions and she looked at her adopted brother. Taking a few deep breaths, she nodded. This causes the rain to let up dramatically, and it's now a drizzle. Iliana was emotionally drained though and she falls asleep. The boys noticed she had dropped her notepad by then.

"I'll go and get it. It's probably ruined by now though," Ethan said before rushing back to the main hall.

Ethan nodded and continued towards the coast. Minutes later, Ethan was back and indeed, Iliana's notepad was drenched. He also had the pen she carried. It was a good thing Iliana had several notepads back in their cabin. Both were certain though they could get another notepad from Demeter.

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KING OF THE GODS
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He waited patiently for their questions and found himself swallowing, but gave away no signs of the feelings towards his daughter's trial that he truly wished he didn't have to hold. To him, his daughter was already innocent, but with the lack of evidence, the scales weighed themselves in no favor for her. Without proof, his little girl was already guilty. As the God of the skies and Justice, he would have to put aside his love and prepare to take action. Lawfully. Zeus could not break his own rules, no matter how hard he wanted to for his children. Fair was fair.

"Can we go now?" The daughter of Ares asked, to which Zeus bowed his head to give her permission, right before she left the hall with the son of Aphrodite not too far behind her. His eyes tore away from the door as it slammed shut behind them, turning his attention back to the room.

“I was wondering why you've selected us all to spectate this trial, what purpose would we serve?”

"I have selected many of you because you will be the jury of said trial. That is the reason. I want each of you to stand and take a side. To speak for my daughter... or against her." he hated saying it like that, but they all needed to know that she would not be treated differently, just because of her lineage with Zeus. "I hope you are satisfied with the answer." he wasn't. He wanted to end it all this second, but it wasn't to be. The trial must go on.

"Mr. Zeus, eerr Sir...I mean, Zeus.. While I'm privileged to be invited to the trial, do we have to go? I guess I mean to ask what...what the outcomes will vary to, And how long we will be there for."

Zeus smiled as he watched the young boy stumble over his words with confusion on how to address him properly. He folded his arms. "Address me as Zeus. That's fine by me. And no, you don't have to go but as I said before, it would be wise if you care about those involved. It is only for a few hours to which the trial will end."


"Yeah, I have one. Is Hades going to be there? Since it was his daughter that got murdered, don't you think he has a say or at least the right to witness her trial? It seems fair to me."

Zeus recognized him as Hades son right away since the room seemed to have a slight chill as the young boy stood to voice his own question. "Hades is banned from Mount Olympus, but since this is about his daughter... I will grant him to be there. But, ONLY for the trial. You may speak on his behalf if you wish.. and of your own, of course."

"Sir, are we to dress for the occasion? It might seem a strange question, but if we are to be in the presence of the Gods, walking through the streets of Olympus... I do not wish to offend yourself, nor my mother, by not presenting myself appropriately."

Zeus didn't think it was a strange question. He thought it was respectively honest, but no doubt the son of Eris would internally be finding it hard. He seemed to be the type of person, like a son of Hades, to never want to bow down to anyone. "No," Zeus quickly gave his answer. "I understand and respect that you consider it, but you are our children. Wear what you feel most comfortable in." He says. "Just not nightwear," he quickly adds. Even the gods had a sense of humor. "If that is all? you can go." As most of the hall was now leaving, Zeus pulled his son to the side. "There is an hour before we leave... you must help me, son. If there is anything you think can help..."

"I told you not to call me that." Ajax took a deep breath and sighed heavily out of his nostrils. Falling out with his father wasn't going to get Alex anywhere, so... he took a step back mentally, and calmed himself. "There might be something."

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“I got no good ones for you. But it doesn’t seem as if you’ve got much choice, I'm the only one in this room not looking at you like traitor.” Alex warily looked off to the side, trying her best not to be so obvious as she looked to see if anyone was staring at her like an animal that needed to be locked behind bars.

From what she could tell from where she sat, angled away from everyone else, no one had their attention on her since they were busy answering her father's questions, and Wes angrily left the hall to follow Trinity.

Still... Pete was right, even if she didn't want him to be. No doubt all of them thought she was a traitor besides the obvious few that would stick by her no matter what the verdict/outcome was to be. Or so she thought.

Death? exile? did either matter anymore? How could anyone see her other than a monster now?

Theo had briefly passed her, his hand touching her shoulder which she didn't have the heart to recoil from even in her state. Was it him feeling sorry for her? or did he try to point out that he was there for her still even though there were no words exchanged? she let out a sigh. There was no point in worrying about who was or wasn't on her side now... the outcome wasn't going to be good either way.

When she thought Pete was done with her since he was getting ready to leave the hall with the rest, his next words came tumbling out of his mouth with no care in the world for how it made anyone feel. She could respect honesty, but Pete had maybe gone a little too far. “Just shag her mate.”

Holy, crap... did he just...

She quickly turned her head and looked at Duke.




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Image Ajax and Zeus spoke about a common thread whether they liked it or not and that was Alex. Once the meeting was concluded, the dark-haired man speaking to Alex got up and pat Duke on the chest. “Just shag her mate.” Duke stood upright and glanced at Alex. It wasn't a bad idea and for a moment he saw himself tipping over Alex and kissing her passionately and things heating up from there. Duke was inching closer to her without realizing but when he caught himself he stopped. It was an entirely inappropriate comment and thoughts that filled his mind. Duke didn't want to 'just shag her' like it was an ordinarily easy task, he felt differently and no man with shaggy black hair was going to tell him otherwise.

He caught her wide-eyed stare at him. "I think he likes you," he told Alex."So who is the new guy, Al? Friend or foe?" Duke decided to cut the options into two since he didn't want a whole speech about the new guy. A name, heritage and brief thoughts would have sufficed.

Duke sighed gently. Alex was no doubt under a lot of pressure with the trial coming up, but Duke had such tunnel vision when his own concerns were involved, besides, maybe it'd be a nice distraction to talk about other things. "I noticed Wes's arm wasn't delivered. I know you have your separate mountain of issues," he added quickly. "But maybe helping other people, doing a couple good deeds for others will make you feel better and help your case." That way, before they left camp, Alex could have left a fresh and pleasant impression on people. She could just be known as a boisterous girl again which is what she was before the murder tainted her appearance.

Old Alex needed to come back again and soon. Duke could remember the bundle of joy and outrageous extrovert but could the others? Duke believed they would speak against her prosecuting her only as the dull monster. "Your brother and father are stressed, Alex. You can help your own case too."

"When we get out of this, the next party or celebration we have, promise me you'll be the life of it." Duke smiled a little.



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Hecate| HEX: #8b9068 | Smart/Casual

Image Keith nodded as Zeus answered all the questions openly and honestly then jumped as someone had slid beside him. "What did a'miss?"

Keith looked at the man he was not familiar with and leaned away from him. He was openly owning the space and Keith wasn't a fan. Another brute to torment him likely, hooray. "Um...the daughter of Zeus," Keith pointed in her direction hoping the temperamental children of Zeus didn't spot it and want to kill him for daring to point and speak about her, "is going on a trial. She, uh, accidentally murdered another demigod." God he felt like an idiot. "Accidentally killed" because that happens all the time. She wasn't freaking Lennie from Mice and Men. "We are going to attend and potentially determine her fate," he added uncertainly. That's what Zeus had said but it was a surreal power to have in his own experience.

Keith got to his feet slowly, almost asking permission from the blonde boy if he was excused. "I have to figure out my own side."

An elbow knocked him in the back, making him collapse on the table. He stayed there for a moment, gripping the table and pressing his forehead to the hard surface, letting no one see the tears and frustration in his eyes. Keith straightened slowly and held his stomach where his arrow wound was. He swallowed a lump in his throat and met the new boy's eyes and nodded with as much dignity as possible. "Nice meeting you."

Keith shuffled off. He needed to compose himself in his cabin for a couple of minutes then would meet his no good peer demigods at the beach. He hated camp, why did he even come back.

After he was done moping and worked on pulling himself together, he exited his cabin with a deep breath and treked to the beach.



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Hades | HEX: #05105E | Outfit

Image "I don't know, but I hope so. I fear this is her doing. She was the last person to see him before he died." Andy replied. "Will you help me get him to her?"

Mason looked to Daniel. At the moment, Daniel saw Mason as malicious and untrustworthy, it was evident in the way he acted like a cornered child facing bullies so it might have been a bit difficult. "You mean like put a bag over his head and abduct him?" He smiled though if it helped Daniel become himself and Andy's peace of mind, he would.

As the hall cleared out slowly, Andy leaned towards him. "I will testify, if I am called upon... For Jennova and for you."

He looked at Andy and shifted his body to face her. "I appreciate that and I’ve appreciated everything you’ve done for us. You probably will be called because you were one of the first to...see it and handle it all. But you don't need to testify if you don't want to. Ajax hates it when you speak against Alex, I'm used to the looks that say drop dead but not you." Andy wasn't weak and fragile, nor submissive. But he didn't think she could handle being loathed by her boyfriend. "I just don't want you in another ugly situation. It'd probably be good for you to lay low for a while." Mason didn't know why he bothered saying it since he couldn't remember a time Andy was reserved.

There was another thud noise and Daniel was sprawled on the table. What a pathetic sight and it upset Mason all the more. This weasel version had to go before everybody snuffed him out as completely vulnerable. Mason headed out, in desperate desire to get out and change clothes for the trial. He knew better than to look like a bum when he was trying to appeal his case. He wouldn't let it go without a hell of a fight. And it's not like he even had to make up a story or lie.

Mason wrestled with his tie then finally prevailed and smoothed down his tie in the reflection then shrugged into his jacket. He couldn't help but smirk a little. Alex was in trouble. With the final touches done, Mason waited at the beach.

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Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Cayden Stelzner
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God of the Skies & Justice || Hex: #00457a


Image He had not left the hall just yet. He stood staring out of the window, his thumb running back and forth against his lips with the sound of a clock ticking behind him, counting down every second toward the trial.

Hopefully, his son had an idea, because no doubt all would be lost for his little girl if there wasn't. Her bright light would be taken from this world, and into the next.

For years he had kept Hades close to him, trusted him, and all it took for betrayal!? was greed. Hades had been (other than Ares) his most trusted consort. A God that was powerful to be by the Kings side in battle had the honor of facing the Titans that still had their vendetta with Zeus for killing his father Cronus.

No longer wanting to drown within his own head, Zeus left the hall without interrupting his daughter who had the company of Hephaestus's son - Duke, but Zeus did smile at him briefly while he made his exit.




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Daughter of Zeus || Hex: #d63b71


Image Even now Duke managed to still make her blush, and for the first time in a while... she actually managed a little smile. She held her palm to her cheek as she turned away from the gaze he had locked on her, due to her own thoughts spiraling as he unknowingly made his way toward her slightly before he stopped.

No doubt his thoughts were just unwillingly made due to Pete's influence, but her own feelings and thoughts were genuine and true. She had to be realistic, Duke had never made it clear about how he felt about her, other than he saw her as Ajax's little sister. She never wanted someone to see her as just his younger sibling, or the one they feel they can't get close to in fear of Ajax grabbing them for a serious talk/warning.

"I think he likes you," At first, she thought he had admitted to liking her, but his question denied it. Pete was actually a good looking guy behind that personality of his. He seemed bad, but not evil. Nice, but not soft.

Alex shook her head. "I doubt that." she told him, fiddling with a bowl that lay empty on the table. The thoughts of him had returned. "It's a shame you don't like me." she wanted to say, but she didn't want to embarrass herself or put an awkward feeling between them both. If that were even possible. With how long they had known each other outside and inside of the camp, surely they had gotten passed that stage by now.

"So who is the new guy, Al? Friend or foe?" She wasn't actually sure, but she was hoping he would be a friend at least.

"Pete. Son of Hera. I... don't really know that much about him, so I don't know yet."

Duke sighed gently. She had no idea what was on his mind as Duke wasn't really the type to talk about his own feelings, but she felt as though he would just as worried about the trial. He cared about her, there was no doubt about that. "I noticed Wes's arm wasn't delivered. I know you have your separate mountain of issues," he added quickly. "But maybe helping other people, doing a couple good deeds for others will make you feel better and help your case." Damn it, how could she have forgotten about her best friend and his arm? her mind, as warped as it felt, had left black spots in her memory. The monster that scratched away at what humanity she had left, was doing its best to make her forget everything. Especially the wonderful person she was before. He was right, she needed to do something. Anything. "Your brother and father are stressed, Alex. You can help your own case too."

"I know, and I'm sorry. You're right. I'll go and get it now and give it to him. After everything he's been through, he deserves something good to come out of all this mess that I've caused. She hadn't said sorry in a while, so maybe that monster inside of her head was finally dying now that Alex was accepting her fate.

"When we get out of this, the next party or celebration we have, promise me you'll be the life of it." Duke smiled a little. She definitely would try. It broke her heart to think she would have to leave him and the others behind.

"That's if I even make it out of there." she says quietly, her voice breaking slightly as the words tumble from her soft lips. She furrowed her brows apologetically as she tilted her head at him, then turned and headed toward the hall's doors.




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Son of Ares || Hex: #7d6023


Image The guy had leaned away from him, causing Cayden to smile. He had that effect on most people. "Um...the daughter of Zeus," as he pointed in the girl's direction, Cayden turned his head.

Damn.... she's cute. he thought. Looking her over with a smile.

"is going on a trial. She, uh, accidentally murdered another demigod."

cute, and dangerous? nice. he kept his eyes on her. It was a shame she was already in the company of someone else.

"We are going to attend and potentially determine her fate," he added uncertainly.

"Cool... Is she popular with other guys?" it definitely looked like she was, and Cayden hadn't really been listening to the guy beside him. Not completely. The bits he caught were plenty.

"I have to figure out my own side." When an elbow knocked him in the back, the poor guy collapsed on the table, and stayed there for a moment, gripping the table and pressing his forehead to it. Cayden quickly turned his attention back to him. Looking him over.

"Shit, dude... you okay?" he asked while chuckling. He even placed his hand onto the guys back.

"Nice meeting you." As the strange guy shuffled off, Cayden's grin faded. He frowned and turned his head to see where he had rushed off to. He was like a whippet, gone in seconds. He shrugged it off and headed out to find his cabin so he could get ready for the trial.

He found it eventually as he quickly got a member of staff to help him, and just threw on some clothes that looked decent enough for a trial. Outfit




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God of War || Hex: #b32626


Image Ares waited patiently beside Athena as the Demigods prepared themselves. He could sense that Alex was still on the grounds, so there was no need to go after her just yet.

If anything like her father, then the girl would be smart enough to know that it was pointless to run. Ares would track her down in no time.

With no sign of his daughter yet, if she had decided to go, he watched proudly as his son made his way to the beach dressed casually smart. There was no dress code, but it was nice of them to consider looking their best for Mount Olympus. Was it all for nothing? well, considering the means of travel they needed to take to get to their destination... maybe.

Behind Ares stood a heard of horses, and Cayden froze once he was able to see the wings attached to their backs. "You have got to be kiddin' me, right? for fu--" he stopped himself from continuing with that sentence. "Seriously, dad!? flying horses? I haven't even sat on one, let alone ride it."

"You'll be fine. Hold on, but just... don't pull on their mane too much. They have a tendency to throw people off when they do that." The look on Cayden's face made Ares smirk.

Cayden caught it. "Liar." he laughed before they got into a playful wrestle.




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Hephaestus | HEX:#780707 | Outfit

Image "I know, and I'm sorry. You're right. I'll go and get it now and give it to him. After everything he's been through, he deserves something good to come out of all this mess that I've caused." Duke smiled warmly. No doubt it would benefit Wesley but it would benefit her conscience too.

"That's if I even make it out of there," she said in regards to her being the life of the party again. Duke felt for Alex but he didn't care for that sort of mentality especially when she was already rolling over and showing her belly opposed to trying. She'd let everyone else fight for her cause but not herself and it wasn't fair.

"Alex," he said before she exited the hall. "Try." Otherwise she wasn't worth fighting for.

Duke headed out to the beach giving Zeus and Iliana a nod in acknowledgement as he passed. Arriving at the beach, a problem became evident. There were more demigods than horses available. Did that mean some were going via a portal? Hopefully. "So I can't help but notice there's around 20 demigods going and 12 horses." He didn't want to make it sound like an issue in case there was a quick solution like having some demigods travelling with the gods, or more horses arriving but he did state it aloud for the Gods present to address.

No new horses flew in which meant most of them were stuck finding a pair. Duke headed straight to a horse and mounted it. He didn't know if Alex would want to ride with him or Ajax or take Pegasus instead. He didn't see himself refusing any company, as long as they were light otherwise they might have crushed the majestic creature. Duke couldn't say he was a frequent rider or flyer but he was a mighty fast learner so either way he was quite secure.

Once they were all settled in, the herd took off and accelerated into the sky. At least the creatures knew where to go automatically so it saved Duke from having to steer or struggle for control. Still, he did have some control issues; it was like being on a rollercoaster, the speed, the direction, it was out of control and it was hard for him to surrender it, even to such Godly creatures.

The structure of Olympus killed the wind as the herd lowered onto the grounds of Olympus with a chorus of clapping hooves. When stationary, Duke jumped off and checked everyone had made it in one piece. Actually he had a rather bizarre sensation, from being airborne and travelling faster than he probably even knew to having his feet on the ground again. It made him a bit lightheaded.



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Hecate| HEX: #8b9068 | Smart/Casual


Image Keith put in some earphones to avoid being confronted. He walked back and forth with his head down which always risked a safety hazard but he didn't have the energy or mood to lock eyes with anyone. He kicked some sand up and continued his mindless dawdling. He did a half-hearted cha-cha step to the music then resumed his casual walk up and down. In doing that, he bumped into a girl - nothing hard or disastrous but he had walked into her who was likely minding her own innocent business. Immediately, he plucked out his earphones and reached out to the brunette's arm apologetically, while his other arm automatically protected his stomach. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's like I can't even see in these things sometimes." He pulled his glasses off and gave them a quick wipe with his sleeve before replacing them on the bridge of his nose.

He expected to look at her and identify her as someone malicious or nice from last year but there was no bell. Maybe she was another new demigod that fitted in better than he could in his years of attending camp. "Are you going to the trial too?" Keith mentally facepalmed. Why else be on the beach with a pack of demigods gathering to go to Olympus? If he could ask a stupider question, that'd be impressive.

"Umm...coffee?" He conjured one without thinking too hard and offered it to the girl. He frowned at the hot content in the plastic cup that began to heat his hand. "It probably would have been smarter if I got the jacket with it," he confessed in a whisper. "And your order first." He hissed as the burning sensation finally won and he dropped the cup, shaking out his hand. "I've never been much of a barista, there's got to be like 1000 different forms and flavor of coffee."

The more he opened his mouth to this girl, the more foolish he felt so he looked for another subject change. Maybe he should introduce her to others to take some social pressure off him. He spotted the red hair and slim figure of no one other than "Evelyn," he mumbled. "Evelyn!" he said her name twice, one as an idea, one officially calling her. As he approached, he saw her figure was not a joke in that outfit and he let his eyes stray head to toe. She was like one of those Robert Palmer girls in his music clips. Keith snapped out of it and smiled. "Evelyn, this is..." somebody's who's name he didn't catch or bother to ask for. Keith looked at the brunette guiltily. "Somebody I have the urge to call Summer so I'm glad I didn't." Keith wasn't the kind to make names for people as he found it was kind of rude but she did radiate brightness and just look at how she dressed. Very Summer-y. Keith meant it with absolutely no disrespect besides it was a pretty name. He smiled at her.

"I'm Keith." He grinned. Can a meteor come now?

Rather than the meteor, there was the shameless admittance that there weren’t enough horses for them all to ride separately. Well that was awkward but strangely comforting as he didn't trust himself to stay balanced on a horse that shot into the sky.

He had asked too much of Evelyn already and he didn't want to become reliant on her so nervously he turned to the other girl. "Do you mind if we...?" he threw a finger back and forth between them. "We can yell our favorite hot beverages to each other." Given the transport method it was the only acceptable time to yell...it was going to be a windy and insane ride. But rejection was something he was as equally willing to accept, actually he was expecting it.



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Hades | HEX: #05105E | Outfit

Image Mason smiled seeing Andy in a cute little dress. "Well it is official, Mr. Hughson. You clean up far better than myself." Apparently Andy had similar thoughts to him, then helped adjust his tie making him smirk.

"Thank you," was all he replied with a smile.

"Oh, by the way," Andy moved beside him and showed the contents in her little bag. "Just in case."

Mason's eyes widened. "What the hell, And- " before he could finish, Evangeline had wormed her way between them.

Mason rolled his eyes and stepped away so as not to be against Evangeline. He was a man that liked his space even if it was a pretty blonde brushing up against him. A pretty blonde that could make people think, say and do crazy shit. “Wow, you really are a girl of many talents.” Mason reached for Andy's waist to pull her to him, but Evangeline had got her arm around Andy's first. Crap. “And you’re just as beautiful as I thought you’d be!”

"We're talking here," Mason told Evangeline. But of course she knew that and it didn't deter her, meanwhile Andy would probably think he was being his anti-social rude self. Especially to someone who just wanted to be friendly and conveyed such bubbly energetic vibes.

“Sorry, sorry. I'm Evangeline. Mason has just told me soooo much about you, that I feel like we’re already friends,” she carried on without missing a beat and Mason showed his displeasure. For a girl, that was a dick move. It was all coming back to bite him sooner than he expected and it showed in her smile. “Right babe?” Evangeline winked and placed a hand on his chest. Babe? And why did he get an urge to throw her a wink back.

Mason shifted out of reach slightly and crossed his arms over his chest, looking off. "Sure, princess." It was true he had spoken about Andy and her relationship, so he felt no need to deny that. And even if Evangeline wanted to let a few of his quotes slip, Andy knew how Mason felt about her and Ajax so it wasn't like it was new information, just unpleasant. But he definitely didn't want Andy to get the impression he had overshared about her.

He kept shifting his weight from foot to foot until he let his gaze get lost in the blue sea. Mason wanted to escape the situation, it was making him uncomfortable but he couldn't leave Andy with her. “And doesn’t he just look hot in the suit? You agree don’t you? Say it.” Mason whipped his head back to Evangeline and Andy. A slither of him wanted to know if Andy would actually say it, the other, protect her from those ugly situations.

Quickly pulling himself together, Mason shook his head. "Andy, you don't have to," he said softly. More suggesting her not to, particularly if it was the false influence of the daughter of Hera. He turned his blue eyes onto the blonde next. "I appreciate you thinking I'm hot but you don't have to get all the girls to confess it," he tried to downplay the situation. "Don't want you getting too jealous now." Since they were a couple or something of the sort.

Mason tried to smirk and pry the girls apart carefully. Better him than have Evangeline hang off Andy any longer. Somebody mentioned a new problem and that was the shortage of horses. Mason counted a few short himself. "So do you mind if I hitch a ride with Andy or would you rather go with me?" He glanced to the daughter of Hecate. "If that's alright with you?" Maybe she didn't even want to go with him and would rather go with Ajax or alone. One thing he couldn't do was let the girls ride together though.

Everything about the situation made him uncomfortable. He would rather jump on a horse alone, but it was the lesser evil to have one of the girls with him.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Cayden Stelzner Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse
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Son of Zeus || Hex: Green Outfit: XXX


Image “I understand your love and loyalty for your sister, but how does she know it was cursed and the source? The beauty of curses is that the object is personified to punish and torment, and the origin, a ghost. If you want my help, I need the truth. Is there a chance, a minute chance, that Alex would do any of it of her own accord?”

She sounded like she was placing the blame on Alex, and accusing him of being a liar. He didn't look at all impressed. Though to be fair, Evelyn didn't know them well enough. Still, it was wrong to think that what Alex did, was how she was naturally. "No. I know her, and this isn't like her at all. She was kind, playful, caring. She said she suffered memory loss and everything that happened that night with our mother, and with Jennova, came back in small fragments of flashbacks."

"If you're so sure this is cursed by who you say, use it as evidence."

"I intend to." He took the item back and stuffed it into his pocket.

“The Gods should be able to identify one of their own, I can only confirm it is cursed.”

"And is it cursed?" he wanted to ask, but she had nodded and left the hall. He could have gone after her, but that would just be wasting time. She was right, though, the Gods would be his better option with this.

At least he had something... that was better than nothing.

Ajax left the hall, ignoring his father with Iliana as he headed back to his cabin to get ready. It didn't take him long to pick out an outfit that he deemed worthy for the day. Casual, but smart still. Without wasting any more time, he made sure he got the so-called cursed item from his other jacket pocket and placed it into the one he now had on, and quickly made his way down to the beach. There were so many there already, and by the looks of things, they were going to be making their way by horse.

Seeing as there weren't that many for all the campers, Ajax chose to fly beside them with Ares and Athena until they reached the great kingdom in the sky. It was much bigger than he had imagined.

Image Perfectly sculptured statues representing each God lined up alongside each other as they headed down the golden path between them. Their eyes seemed to follow the Son of Zeus, making them seem much more life-like. Of course, it was just trickery of the mind.


The path leads them to the large acropolis hall with the arena beneath their feet.

At the front of the hall were empty seats where the gods would normally sit, and a golden throne reserved for his father only. Magic oozed from it in the form of small golden specks that floated slowly away from the throne, before vanishing like a fires ember.


They were to wait until the gods could join them, to give them directions to where they were needed.

Image As the others stood in that very hall, Ajax wandered over to the balcony that over-looked the arena beneath them. Placing his hands down on the stone wall before him, he looked down. There was a strange pool of water in the center of that room, which glowed an ominous cyan color. If he wasn't mistaken, he could have sworn that whispers were coming from inside of that thing.

He frowned as he stared at it for a few seconds, then turned his attention to the large wall fountain that gathered into a large marble shaped bowl. Imagine this in marble

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God of the Skies & Justice || Hex: #00457a


Image About to head to the beach, he stopped in his track. A girl had approached him. "Hello, Iliana." he said, knowing straight away who she was and whos daughter she was. She did not reply to him, but Instead, he patiently watched her writing away in a little notepad which he couldn't help but smile about. Adorable little thing, he thought.


She then turned her pad to him, and he took it from her gently to read it.

"Lord Zeus, I am sorry, but I don't if it's a good idea for me to attend the trial. My emotions have been all over the place and if things get intense during the trial, I don't think I'll be able to control my powers. It was me that caused the intense rain not too long ago and I am scared I'll cause a tempest to appear. Does momma have to attend the trial? I was wondering if it was okay to stay in her area and just wait for the trial to end. I am sorry for my cowardly behavior, I just couldn't stand it if I hurt anyone because of my weaknesses."

"Don't worry," he began to tell her. "There is no chance of your powers getting out of control since there are Gods who can influence your moods to keep you calm, and happy. But, if it is your absolute wish to remain here? then I will not stop you. I will also grant full access to spending time with your mother." Demeter wasn't really needed, so it was a good chance for her to spend it with her daughter. "Remember, though... Gods cannot remain in the mundane world for too long, so after today, she will need to return back to Mount Olympus. Do you understand?"




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Daughter of Zeus || Hex: #d63b71 Outfit: XXX


Image "Alex," she paused in the doorway, turning back around to face him. "Try." he told her before he exited the hall.

"Yep," she nodded as she remained stood there for a few seconds whilst staring across the empty room before she left it.

Once outside, her boots sunk into the wet earth, causing Alex to look down at the muddy earth. She hadn't caused the weather to change, so she wasn't sure who else did, or could.

It looked like Ajax had already been and gone since he had left his previous clothes hanging over the washing hamper that sat in the laundry room. She didn't blame him if he was avoiding her, but then again, why would he? maybe her little act of lost control had frightened him since he had never seen her in that way, and Alex had never been in such a state. Truth be told... she also scared herself.

Duke's words had buried themselves deeply. What was the point of anyone fighting for her if she was willing to lay down before all of them, and allow the fate that seemed to be inevitable? - Before all of this, she was strong-minded, the soul of the party, a wild child that others had a hard time controlling when it came to her feisty, bouncy, outgoing nature.

Whoever wanted her dead, other than Mason... they were about to win if Alex didn't mentally slap herself.

"I'm not going down without a fight." she told herself, then quickly got dressed into something casual, and grabbed a black bag that she managed to place Wes's mechanical arm into. It was a perfect size, and luckily, she was around people who wouldn't find it odd or strange to carry a limb inside of their handbag.

She knew she wouldn't be able to grab him before mount Olympus, but she'd have a good moment to get his attention once they had arrived there. Hopefully.

Alex finally made her way down to the beach. Everyone was pairing up on the horses they had waiting patiently, and when she noticed her opportunity to get close to Duke who sat on one of them alone, she couldn't help but smirk. "I hope you don't mind me sharing with you." she climbed up and sat right behind him, lacing her arms around his muscular waist with a second smile of the day.

Once everyone had settled with their paring, and with her brother choosing to fly with Ares and Athena, Alex admired the views as the beautiful beast beat it's large wings as it followed the others high above the clouds.

It was absolutely beautiful. If she had been herself, this would have been the perfect moment to unhook her arms from around Duke. She would have held her arms out to the sides with her head tilted back, shouting out to the heavens, expressing how amazing it made her feel.

Freedom, that is what she longed for as the mild air-swept back her long dark locks.

At Mount Olympus

ImageIt wasn't too long of a journey from Athens, and after the horse's hooves touched the ground, Alex hopped down and glanced around at the others. Her brother wandered off to the other side of the room, looking down beneath the Acropolis. She stood with him and slipped her hand gently into his, causing her big brother to swallow. He was doing his best to not allow himself to break down again as she squeezed her hand to comfort her. "It'll be okay." he whispered without looking at her.

"I know." she whispered back with nothing other than a lie. She turned her head away from him and closed her eyes for a second. She didn't know, and neither did he, or the others.

She let go of his hand before she headed back to the group, leaving her brother in peace with his own thoughts for now.





Image Just as she was about to rejoin Duke, something from the corner of her eye had caught her attention. Black smoke lingered in the dark corner of the hall as it called out to her quietly for only her to hear.

She followed it until it began to twist and form another shape. With her eyes latched onto it, it soon became clear who had coaxed her away from the others. His boney fingers cupped her chin, tilting her face up to him. The air in the room had turned cold as Death himself lingered closely in front of her as he leaned in, his dead eyes latching almost onto what soul she had left.

She narrowed her eyes at his words. "How easy and satisfying it would be to kill you. How easy it would be to suck what little life you have left within you." he smirked.

"Then why don't you do it? something stopping you?" she asked "That's right," she added as soon as she saw his smirk fade away as he drew back from her. "Because you know, that if you kill me now the gods will finally have the proof they need to get rid of you for good. Threaten me all you want to. Your words have no purpose here. A god that harms those weaker than him, A god that uses his own children to do his dirty work for him, is nothing more than a coward." she spat.

"We shall see." and with that, Hades left in the same way he came.

She could breathe again, and quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes as she rejoined the group.

Cayden was at least enjoying himself as he stood by the horse he had taken by himself. He was stroking it while calling it he, when in fact, it was a she. "Good, boy." he offended the beast. "Thank you for not throwing me--ahhh!!!" Alex quickly turned her attention to where Cayden was. The beast had kicked him with its hind legs, sending the son of Ares into one of the stone pillars. "What the hell?" he stood up, dusting himself off. It didn't hurt much, but the beast still packed a good kick.

Alex shook her head and looked to Wes as she held the bag over her shoulder. "Wes..." she called out to him. "Can I... have a word with you for a moment, please?"



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Eve watched the cat fight go down out of the corner of her eye, no surprise at Trinity taking the starring role. What an attention hog. The truly shocking part was that Eve had been pleasantly minding her own business when it all went down, turns out they didn’t even need her to turn on each other like savages. Though she wondered what all the fuss was about.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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





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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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Image He watched Alex march from Ajax to Wes and play with his priced invention rather than put it on the one-armed son of Aphrodite. But it was a peek of old Alex so he didn't intervene and let the friends bond...at the insult and expense of the prosethic arm.

Suddenly someone bumped shoulders into him by way of greeting. “Hey, it’s you!” The guy from the hall said with a smile on his face.

"Very observant," Duke told him, not bothering to strain a smile back.

“Aren’t you supposed to be off shagging a certain something?” Duke stopped to look at him and his ridiculous grin. “Didn't I give you an order soldier boy?” he added.

Duke outright scoffed. He then squinted as if trying to recall the moment. "Something like that...I think, yeah. But I don't take orders from pigs, Pete." He'd have to thank Alex later for giving his name up though she saw nothing in it, of course. "Your concern in either my sex life or Alex's sex life is very touching, but I'm not some primate that's going to 'shag' a girl because you say. It's kinda sick and sad that that's your order as a son of Hera. You should see someone about that." Duke gave him a brutish smack on the back, like friends do obviously.

Duke kept in stride with the man with black fluff on his head. "I would say your investment is in her over me. If that's the case, you can keep me out of it and 'just shag her yourself mate'. Or you could be more classy, ask for a date, get a first kiss, go from there." But Duke had already established he was a pig so he didn't have high hopes for Pete's class or ability to attract people, much more attract Alex. Maybe that's why he was so insecure and unpleasant. Obviously Hera didn't teach this one too good.




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Image He didn't feel like judging her was the accurate term. He was just disappointed in her, there was a difference. And the thought of her with him was haunting. And imagine if every guy could get away with it - they wouldn't. Suddenly Andy had slapped him causing his cheek to radiate pain and turn in the whole direction.

Mason eventually turned his dark gaze back to her. "What do you want? What? Do you want to hear the truth? That I am jealous? Yes, Mason... I am jealous. I have no right to be... But I am."

He might have taken the information better if his cheek wasn't on fire, but he kept his firm gaze on her. "You're so hurtful... You know that? I wish it was that easy for you to say how you really feel."

Andy headed in her own direction while Mason was left in his own thoughts. He finally put a hand to his cheek and rubbed it. He wouldn't be surprised if he had a handprint left on him because that was a nasty swing as well as a sign he had stepped over the line. Ajax approached by the time Mason was able to collect his thoughts and even think about reapproaching Andy. She was one of the few on his side and after the things she had done for him and Jennova...and he let his personal feelings get in the way.

Soon Ajax stormed away, bitching about something that he didn't hear. “Yikes, looks like that didn’t go too well.” Some arms wrapped themselves around him and he sighed with no energy left to fight her. “Don’t worry, I’d be happy to fix it for you.” She laughed and kissed the side of his neck once, which Mason recoiled at.

"Is your new toy not working?" Mason asked and gestured to the blonde male she had ridden with.

Eve drifted away but wasn't done tormenting him. “Did your poor precious heart skip a bit when she said the J word?” Mason just looked at her little mock show before she touched him again. “Be honest.”

That itch just took over as if he had to tell the truth. He couldn't spill a lie or he would implode. "Yes," he muttered. "I like that she's jealous. She doesn't know the half of it yet though..." Mason wanted her to feel what he felt, but the only thing he had to answer to the blonde was how he felt when Andy admitted she was jealous. "And babe," he pulled Evangeline back to him, "try keep your urges in your pants. Don't want people thinking you're for sale or this is an open relationship." Like Eve, he dipped his head down and kissed her on the neck, only adding teeth - firm enough to hurt her, though he could already hear Eve playing it off as kinky. He shoved her away and smacked her butt before wandering elsewhere since kindness incarnate and a Goddess had approached Andy, meaning she was safe from Eve and himself for a while.

Mason needed to clear his head with the trial minutes away.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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







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

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

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

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

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

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

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

she took a deep breath and pushed open the doors.

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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What was her name, by the way?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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"Something like that...I think, yeah. But I don't take orders from pigs, Pete." Duke replied. Pete barely bated on eye at the insult. Honestly, he been called a lot worse, and probably deserved to be called something far worse than a common farm animal. "Your concern in either my sex life or Alex's sex life is very touching, but I'm not some primate that's going to 'shag' a girl because you say. It's kinda sick and sad that that's your order as a son of Hera. You should see someone about that."

As he received a friendly wack across the back, Pete wheezed out a cough as he felt the disks in his back get thrown out of alignment. He was good at making people hostile, seemed it was a talent that never went away. “That’s disappointing.” He muttered before looking back at the walking six pack. “With all this going on, Alex would have enjoyed the whole 2 minutes of fun.”

Ready to call the conversation if you could call it that to an end, Pete walked on, but Duke fell in beside him. "I would say your investment is in her over me. If that's the case, you can keep me out of it and 'just shag her yourself mate'. Or you could be more classy, ask for a date, get a first kiss, go from there."

Pete paused then, he turned to look over at Alex, in time to watch her walking out with her father. Completely ignoring Duke, he gazed after her, was he interested in her? Of course. He was curious what her deal was, like an addict with an itch to scratch, he hated not knowing what made her tick. She was his type; nothing but trouble. Though she seemed far too much a centre of attention kind of girl.

“I’m not sure she’s my type, bud.” Pete answered eventually, as he turned his eyes back to Duke. An honest answer even if it came out his mouth sounding sarcastic and insincere. “Thanks for the advice though, not sure it’ll matter much though. Even a good looking guy like you might have trouble wooing a dead girl.” He spoke the truth, a big thing like this only went two days, she lives or she dies, and well, anyone with good sense would bet on dead.

Before the two of them could continue any further down that route, they were joined by a mechanic arm, plus a person attached to it. "I'm Wes," he said holding out the mechanical arm, which promptly crushed Pete’s arm when he tried to return the handshake. "Uh sorry, it seems Duke here makes a good product and I need to learn its strength." Of course, his name was Duke.

Pete’s eye flicked up to Duke, looking at him in a more appraisingly light, colour him impressed. Pete’s not a nut and bolts guy, and he’d never be caught dead actually working on something with his hands, but he could tell craftsmanship when he saw it. “Seems you’re more than a pretty face then?” He said, a genuine compliment since he didn’t do fake platitudes. He turned back to Wes with a nod of his head. “Pete.”

The two guys hugged before Wes spoke again, "Do you mind if I sit with you?... I... Think it'd be easier for her if she could see us all together to support her." And Pete couldn’t stop the wry, mocking smile that took over his features.

He butt in before Duke had a chance to answer. “Aren’t you two just the cutest? Though I’m afraid I’ll have to pass. Catch up with you later Duke.” Pete said, giving him a one finger wave before wandering off towards the trail. He really wasn’t a group hang sort of guys, and well quite frankly the idea of showing solidarity to support someone made him want to barf.

He spotted the perfect spot for him though, right up the back, unseen and out of the way. Slipping into a spot next to Sloane and using the empty back rows to stretch out his legs. Alex declared herself not guilty then the talking begun, and he started to feel like his ears were bleeding. This trial had far too much chit chat for his liking, get to the point.

He turned to Sloane while Trinity was speaking. “Reckon she did it?” he asked his voice barely more than a dark murmur, he didn’t want to actually seem obnoxious to the people sitting around him.

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Image Alex was escourted away and that's when Wes approached, prosethic arm finally attached. "They came for her," he said.

"I know, I saw." Duke didn't stray too far from Alex, keeping her within peripheral or some decent feet away. He didn't habitually helicopter around her but these past few days when emotions were high, he would be in reach sometimes.

Wes and Pete acquainted themselves, with Wes mentioning its strength and Pete dropping off a remark about Duke being more useful than looks, but he was in another world.

"You'll get used to it. It's probably just the dynamics and weight attached to the shoulder, making it feel more powerful."

"Thanks, by the way." Wes pulled Duke into a hug. Duke pat his back, accepting the gratitude but he wasn't all that a fan of how Wes showed it. "Promised Alex I'd give you a hug" Wes laughed.

Duke smiled slightly. "There are some strange promises to keep." But he didn't doubt Alex would have mentioned his name in passing. Wes didn't hug people for fun or so Duke thought anyway.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?... I... Think it'd be easier for her if she could see us all together to support her."

He didn't know why but he looked to Pete first, and that's when another comment left him. “Aren’t you two just the cutest? Though I’m afraid I’ll have to pass. Catch up with you later Duke.”

Duke sighed, watching Pete go. Now they all knew each other's names. He then shrugged to the son of Aphrodite. "Whatever the reason, it's not a problem by me. I don't own the Acropolis."

They settled in, getting as close as possible to Alex who seemed exposed in the arena. How many eyes must have leered at her from all angles, but that was part of the design...to pass judgement onto her. Duke suddenly felt uneasy for her. Then Ares spoke and Alex swore herself not guilty making him smile slightly. But the worse was yet to come as Ares opened the floor to speak for or against her. He was surprised by Wes, who sprang up beside him quickly and said his piece describing the real nature of Alex.

Duke nodded in agreement then stood as well. "I'm Duke Loycen, son of Hephaestus. I've known Alex for a couple of years, enough to say I know her well. Commonly, there's signs of a killer being born or a sociopath and she displayed and even now displays none of that. She's not a murderer or a monster. I know that hurting Jennova weighs on her conscience, so I don't think it was deliberate and I don't think it was premeditated. Killing isn't in her or her instinct. Something must have pushed her, whether circumstances or a person." That's all he could share before nodding and sitting back down, eyes on Alex.



H A D E S

ImageAlex glared at his son as he sat beside him but it phased neither of them. For as long as they were in Olympus and she, being held on trial, she couldn't strike physical lightning at them, otherwise, her case would be quickly resolved. Even Zeus could not save her from justice then. "It is a pity she couldn't even dress up for the occasion. Such arrogance," Hades said, keeping his eyes on the demigod. To put her under the illusion they were whispering malicious things was all the better.

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

Hades observed the trial though he looked nonchalant. He was listening to those who tried to find a way to justify her actions and those who rightly spoke against. He rose when the opportunity presented in no haste to say his part. "I will remind those present that this trial isn't about intentions and an individual's belief, but the actions of the Daughter of Zeus. We all know what that was, and as a result, I have no daughter anymore. And he, without a sister. In robbing this one life, you have robbed others and you have forbidden growth," he said locking eyes on the dear daughter of Zeus. "Jennova was a girl. Around the same age as the children present, no more powerful, no wiser. She attended this Camp because she wanted to better herself, like many demigods. Even I thought it would be a sanctuary, but it appears it is where the vile are permitted to roam."



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Image Mason smiled at his father's comment and the accuracy of it. They weren't having a party or social gathering, she could show some respect to the Gods culture. The trial was quickly underway before he could shoot his own comment back, and Hades and Mason fell silent.

"Not guilty." Mason scowled. Alex was intolerable. How do you decapitate someone and plead not guilty?

The God then invited an open floor to speak for or against Alex and that's when Wes piped up. With two arms. Mason almost had to do a double-take. "I'm Wesley Preston... Not that that matters. Alex is my best friend. She is a good and kind person, who would sooner fall on her blade for someone else rather than be the one to take a life. There is no way that she did this without being under the influence of someone else. I would stake my life on her innocence."

Mason had a passing thought to put that in effect. Wes was just lucky he had looks to cover the naivety, then again, it wasn't even him being naive, he was just stupidly loyal. Duke said his own shit supporting Alex too. He would remember the things that came from those two mouths.

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

Andy stood up seeming to surprise herself but Mason remained mutual. He didn't know how it was going to go with the fight they had. "I was the first person at the scene... I thought it might be beneficial to recount what I witnessed." He leaned forward as his leg bounced in anticipation. Would she say Jennova was hostile and had it coming? "I remember it started to rain... blood. There was no visibility, like walking through a blizzard. I somehow wondered my way to Jennova's cabin where I found her... them. Alex stood on the porch to Jennova's cabin. And Jennova... She was on the ground, decapitated." Mason winced and lowered his head. He still hated to imagine the image. "I then went and got Ajax. When I returned... I buried her." Mason winced again. Andy didn't have to do that, it wasn't her responsibility, he should have been there instead. "Jennova was unarmed. It looked like a murder... in cold blood."

Mason sighed out glad to have the recount over with and glad that Andy had said her part when she didn't have to. For that he was grateful. Then Hades rose and spoke. Very well, too. Mason never even looked at killing Jennova as robbing more than one life but it was the truth, it had started a chain effect and killed a bit of Mason inside too and others that loved her. She might not have had many demigod friends but there was a whole other aspect of her life they didn't know about.

Hades sat and side glanced to Mason pointedly. That was going to be tough to follow but he'd try. "Jennova was also kind, but many of you didn't get a chance to see that side of her." Some tears were forming in his eyes but he soldiered on. "I had a tough growing up, and Jennova was my anchor. She taught me to control my death touch which is an important power to be in control of." He smiled a little. But these idiots wouldn't know how vital it was to learn. They couldn't imagine.

Mason felt the cold take over and locked eyes on Duke. Not premeditated, was it? Then he looked to Alex. "As Trinity said, I was away. On a quest for Zeus himself to find another demigod. And as Andy said, Jennova was alone and unarmed...then decapitated. She was a lonely girl, that was well known...Did she threaten any of you and your safety, once?" He slammed a fist on the stands. "She was better than me! She tried to socialise, she tried to help you, she was staff!"

"Emotional is not the way to proceed," Hades said lowly.

Mason sighed deeply and calmed himself to speak evenly again. "I wish I was a son of Hecate for a day, so I could show you all what it's like to come back to camp and hear your sibling is dead, the one time you left them unprotected. So you could see their heads disconnected from their bodies." Mason targetted Daniel. Once upon a time all he'd have to do is ask his friend to pull them into an illusion. "But even the son of Hecate's dead because the children of Zeus only care about themselves and their emotions."

"My mind is not going to change. Alex is a murderer. She murdered my sister and it would be a whole different story if it was one of your siblings. So keep them close."