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Trinity Wallace

The Fiery Heart

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

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“Your greatest friend or your greatest foe. You choose.”
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N a m e
Trinity Tamara Wallace

N i c k n a m e s
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A g e
19

G e n d e r
Female

S e x u a l i t y
Heterosexual

E t h n i c i t y
Australian & Greek

H o m e t o w n
Gold Coast, Queensland

S p e c i e s
Demigod



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“You can call me cute at your own expense.”
Hit Me Like A Man



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H e i g h t
5'5

W e i g h t
128lb

H a i r
Blonde

E y e s
Blue

M a r k i n g s
Trinity loves to throw her body into battle, as such she has obtained multiple scars. Her body is an art of battles but you should see the other guys.

A p p e a r a n c e
Trinity has a smoldering intensity to her, her toned body and defined muscles always tense, expecting and aching for a fight. Her eyes meanwhile behold a fierce flare behind the dark blue irises she possesses. Even when she smiles and feels relaxed, her eyes still spark and are fueled with an insatiable fire. However, her long blonde hair, subtle natural tan, polished whites, and passionate blue eyes are not so repelling for a daughter of the God of War. She looks much more approachable and innocent at the surface, one may not think she was Ares daughter...if it weren't for her character.




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“Nobody wants to spar with little ol' me?...Really!?”
Must Be Nice



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P O W E R S

S u p e r i o rx C o n d i t i o n // x Strength, speed, stamina, endurance, you name it, this little lady's got it packed under her form in peak condition.
H i g hx P a i n x T o l e r a n c e // x Trinity can withstand what she dishes. And if you can make her hurt, she's already in love.
W e a p o n x C o n j u r a t i o n // x Trinity can summon weapons in her hand. This mixed with her bloodlust can be dangerous.
N e g a t i v ex E m o t i o n x M a n i p u l a t i o n // x Trinity can inflict rage, though it's not a power she plays around with much. It has been said to be strong enough to plant the seeds of war.



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

C o m b a tx // x Trinity is an expert combatant. She knows multiple fighting styles and executes them flawlessly.
W i l l f u lx // x Some call it stubborness, persistence, ego, but Trinity is pretty strong mentally too. In a lose, try again, fights not over until she's dead way and I'm going to do what I want to do.
M o t i v a t e dx // x Trinity is the furthest thing from lazy and unmotivated. She gets up in the morning and commits to whatever the task. Mostly.



W E A K N E S S E S

P r i d ex // x Trinity takes a great amount of pride in who she is and Ares. To turn down a challenge or be spoken about poorly and do nothing is cowardice. A blow to her pride can have her in the stickiest situations.
A n g e rx // x It's always just one layer underneath.
E m o t i o n a lx R e c o g n i t i o nx // x She can see it in other people, but never herself. She identifies with anger and understands anger, but jealousy and sadness are foreign to her. Trinity doesn't understand why she feels certain ways.



F E A R S

E l e v a t o r sx // x "Har-har! How would you like being stuck in a big metal box that you don't have control over?" Something about them hasn't quite sat right with her. Ever.
L o s i n gxLovedxO n e sx // x Trinity would be at a loss without her loved ones breathing. She knows she'd go down swinging and with a hell of a fight but others...
P a r a l y s i sx // x To be rendered helpless or just not be able to move as she likes...it's a terrifying concept.




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“You'll get used to it. Probably.”
You Can't Take Me



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Trinity is a highly competitive and energetic young woman. Not only with fights and spars, though she has an unhealthy love for them, but any challenge proposed and present. She just can't help herself, and the joy that may be accompanied in proving people wrong, which is quite the easy task as Ares' daughter with such a deceiving petite appearance. It's a kick she never gets sick of. Trinity is also, unsurprisingly prideful in herself, family and friends, so it is unlikely for her to refuse challenge or turn a blind eye to anything remotely insulting or degrading spoken of her or her loved ones. To be protective and fiercely loyal has always ran thick in her blood. But it's not just pride, it's about seizing opportunity, otherwise conforming to the fear of loss or failure and regret.

While she wants to argue she's not a "bloodhound", she can't, because she is. She lives for the thrill of battle, she has bloodlust in battle aiming to kill or brutalize, she sees people and she wonders how they'd handle in battle or how their abilities could be used in battle. Unfortunately, she is war orientated, it's just the reality. However violent she may be, you'll find she's a bit quirky too and has lots of enthusiasm to share and gets a bit animated on a range of topics.

Part of the quirkiness accounts towards never really having much friends on the playground so it's like the social aspect has been suppressed. It's easy to look at her as a blonde little monster or total tom boy but she believes a balance would be optimal. The balance of being half treated like a girl as well as a warrior. Of course this is something she'd never admit, in fear of perception of her being shifted completely. Admittedly, some of that fault lays with her since she wouldn't know flirting if it stared right at her, touched her arm and winked, and is unable to receive compliments well unless about her impeccable fighting skill. Along with some additional social oddities.

She's definitely somebody that keeps another person on their toes and loves a little tease and banter. As long as it's kept in light heart, you'll see she's not always hyper intense but quite playful.





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“I swear I can play gentle.”
Freakshow



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H I S T O R Y


You could probably imagine the firecracker Trinity was from a young age. She had barbies like a normal girl but she used to make them fight and imitate wrestling moves and more often than not they would break and lose their plastic heads. And when her mum's personal trainer used to act out wrestling moves with her, throwing her around and dumping her on the couch, she absolutely loved it. There was no better excitement or louder giggly screech when she was a child. Then school happened and people were less endeared by how she played. Cops and Robbers would end in bruises and British Bulldog would end in tears. Trinity wasn't sure where it went wrong though, she wasn't a bully, just playing like the rest of them. Eventually, it got to that stage of calling her parents and that led to an intervention revealing the truth.

Ares visited Katrina and Trinity time-to-time, posing as a personal trainer primarily to make sure they were both in the shape he envisioned and fit enough to manage themselves in fights. Even with the one night stand and offspring complete, he still perceived them as his girls at risk of ruining his reputation. If they had become anything less: sluggish, lazy, unable to fight and defend themselves, Ares would probably send intruders to demonstrate their peak performance and the worth of his services. So, Ares was thorough they stayed in shape and strong willed and they always were. Needless to say, the posing as a PT who had laid with her mother and created Trinity was filled with tension, especially with Brian around but then for her brother Sam to even catch a whiff of the tension in the air. As years progressed, however Ares lessened his visits.

The next she saw of him was when she was 15 and Ares brought her to camp prematurely, because the sooner the better in his eyes, and she'd be better to test her true might with people that were and are, a little more sturdy. For years she's been attending the hazardous eventful camp and she's grown attached to it in a way. But she always juggled family as well and tried the likes of high school, although sitting in a classroom listening to math and literature explained couldn't grab her attention and her grades reflected that.


Last year the war came. Many lives were lost, a few people left camp and that was her first real war. But she still measured the success by defeating the enemies and the survivor's perseverance. She is probably the least haunted by the events of the war. Not to say it came without stress, because it was highly stressful and somebody she cared about lost a limb he didn't have to lose, and she lost a friend but.. Trinity looks forward. That's the consequence and reality of war.





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Trinity Wallace's Story

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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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Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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Eve watched as Mason fought against her magic, clenching his jaw and trying to keep his thoughts hidden. She smirked with some satisfaction, he clearly had some willpower which would make him far more entertaining. She never really found enjoyment in pushing around people who were too eager to bend to her magic.

But alas, he succumbed, letting all the truth of his thoughts flow out. “I think she’s doomed.” They locked eyes, and she raised her eyebrows, Eve was fishing more for hidden feelings of jealousy and inadequacy. But she’d listen to whatever he had to say. "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.”

Eve turned her head back to path and thought over what he’d revealed. He hadn’t said he loved her, and when she looked up at him through he lashes she realised he was not the type to carry around a deep-seeded love someone who didn’t love him back.

She turned her back on him to hide her smirk, a doomed toxic relationship sounded like a situation ripe for manipulating. Eve hadn’t actually laid eyes on Andy yet, but she looking forward to having a little chat with the girl at the centre of it all.

“And I think your love radar is way off base." Eve spun back around to face Mason with wide innocent eyes. She was just considering what route to take with her response when Mason stepped into her. “Forgive me Princess.” His arm slid around her waist pulling her to him with little effort, and then his lips were on hers.

Mason had somehow managed to startle her and catch her completely off guard. Which was something she despised. The cigarette in her hand fell to the ground and she stood there in his arms confused how this situation even came about. Sure, she was no stranger to kissing, but usually she was the one controlling it, she knew how to be irresistible, and could influence the actions of others into giving her a kiss. But she hadn’t done any of that, and so she couldn’t understand Mason’s actions which only frustrated her.

Determined to wrestle back control and come out on top, she rose to her tippy toes and kissed him back, winding a hand up his neck to thread through his hair. Then she used her magic. This is the best kiss you’ve ever had. Their close proximity and physical contact, would make the thought hard to ignore.

Moving her hand back to his chest, she pushed them apart, looking down the path where the oncoming traffic had turned tail and were walking around the cabin. She looked back at Mason, her hand still resting on his chest. She briefly wondered if her ruse was done it, did a kiss from an Aphrodite descendant feel different?

She stepped away from him and ground the cigarette she’d dropped into the ground with the heel of her boot, extinguishing it. “Looks like the peanut gallery is gone. What a shame.” Growing tired of the fragile girl persona she looked up at him with a smirk. “The blonde one was gorgeous, we could have asked him to join us.”

Eve moved to walk away, before looking back at him over her shoulder. “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?” She laughed before trotting off down the path, determined to end their conversation having surprised him. Passing a guy lounging against a tree watching them she pointed over her should to Mason, talking loud enough that he could still hear her. “He’s all yours. But be warned he’s a sloppy kisser.”

Eve wandered off, and it didn’t take her long to find her next source of entertainment. There walking toward the main hall was her brother, only two steps ahead of Trinity. She grinned, it was like the world wanted her to have fun today.



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Pete found his way to the archery training yard, where there were two blondes practicing their skills. He didn’t watch them long to realise they were far too preppy for his tastes. So from there he followed the path. Considering he’d spent all morning reading in the stables he hardly knew his way around, and while he had no wish to run into Alex’s brother, he was in need of food.

Apparently the blonde girl who had been firing arrows at flying discs had the same idea as she appeared on the same path a couple steps behind him.

Then his sister whooshed in with all her blonde hair and complication. “Petey! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Eve linked her arm through his and gave him a bubbly grin. He frowned, knowing whatever was coming next, he wasn’t going to like it. His sister didn’t so bubbly, or cuddly. “I met someone. This guy named Wesley, he’s the son of Aphrodite, and he was is sooo adorable.” She was gushing loudly like some school girl and Pete looked around at the few people nearby, Eve was speaking to him but these words were clearly meant for someone else to hear. The blonde behind him? The group wandering past in the direction of the training yard? This wasn’t his sister, the two of them didn’t gossip about cute boys. She was acting, manipulating someone, he just didn’t know who or why.

What he did know was that she was clearly up to no good and he shot his sister a dark look. “Eve.” She would definitely go too far if he didn’t stop her.

She laughed and batted his shoulder, too caught up in her giggly act to pay any notice to his warning. Eve did always commit to the role. “I know, I know. But Pete, he asked me out.” She nibbled on her finger nail acting shy. “Well, he didn’t exactly ask me out, he asked me to drop by his cabin tonight. I said no, because I’m not that type of girl but he’s just too fricking cute!”

Pete shook his head and pulled his arm out of her grip. Whatever game she was playing he wanted nothing to do with it.


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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: Harleen Theodos Character Portrait: Emery St. John Character Portrait: Ji-hyun Jin 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
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AJAX VALIS
SON OF ZEUS
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Image "Forgive the intrusion, but my friend Ethan and I were just about to leave to go find my adopted sister, Iliana. She had taken off suddenly. Miss Alex, I do hope you feel better soon. Again, sorry for the interruption."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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





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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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son of artemis
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“Oh, you'll be going full wolf for me. Liked or not, Mr. Smith... If I do half as good, you can make me breakfast in bed.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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A sad reality ahead of her was that loud people existed. Not the guy, but the girl. “Petey! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Er, god Her luck. “I met someone. This guy named Wesley, he’s the son of Aphrodite, and he was is sooo adorable.”

Trinity narrowed her eyes doing her best not to jump to conclusions. Aphrodite's kids were supposed to be adorable, it was a wide known fact. It just meant she laid eyes on him, Wes was himself and this girl's swooning about a good looking guy being nice to her.

“I know, I know. But Pete, he asked me out. Well, he didn’t exactly ask me out, he asked me to drop by his cabin tonight. I said no, because I’m not that type of girl but he’s just too fricking cute!”

What!? Trinity scoffed. Did he value his life? Did this bimbo value hers? She was terribly confused by the lack of sense in camp. Trinity was frustrated at the news, somehow doubting the invite was to play chess. The second emotion stirring was disappointment. She'd have a lot more respect for Wes and his new toy if he hadn't proposed a date and confessed earlier he wanted to play the field.

Trinity opened her mouth to speak but Ajax's voice came over the speakers of camp. "All camp members, new and old... please head to the hall for a meeting."

Another idea struck her. Thank you, Ajax. Time to announce her presence before she heard another damn nauseating word. She summoned a blade in hand, tightened her ponytail and quickened her steps to walk around the pair, but ended up knocking the blonde with her elbow and dropping her blade before her shoe. “Oh my god, I’m sorry.” Trinity swooped down and grabbed her blade and stood in front of the pair. “Can you imagine if it actually impaled your foot. You’d probably want to kill me…and fail. She set her eyes on the female.

Her eyes flickered to the male. He was easier to look at: less punch their face, shove it in the ground until it suffocates on the earth vibes. “Pete right? Hey, I'm Trinity. Sorry, I just couldn't help but overhear everything.” Again, directed towards/about the blonde, although this time she kept her eyes on Pete. Not that obnoxious girls such as her cared. Trinity did go to high school and some things never changed. "I'm going to 'accidentally, tell the whole world." Yeah, fucking right.

“Anyway, I'll see you at the hall. And you take care of your friend now, don't want her sleeping with any riff raff and pissing off the wrong people.” Trinity did her best angelic smile, whereas blatantly, the translation stood as keep that bitch on a leash.

Trinity hurried off to the hall then. She had no intention of joining them for company, besides she was fairly certain she had proven to be unpleasant company herself. Once inside she took a seat and sighed waiting for whatever announcement had to be made in this meeting. She paid a glance around the hall and saw Theo had made his way in and smiled a little, but their eyes never connected, him on the lookout for someone else. Long as Wes didn't sit with her, she should have been fine. She wanted more demigods to file in and surround her so she was inaccessible or Ajax to start his mind-blowing, freeze where you are speech.



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"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."

So he wiped himself off the grid or something awful happened to him. Something profoundly terrible. Duke nodded and Evelyn could breathe a little easier knowing he was out to get the missing ingredient.

Upon return, Evelyn was in a struggle to find conversation with Keith. Her mind raced with hundreds of thoughts including his name. He introduced himself as Keith, but experienced campers called him Daniel so what did she address him as? Perhaps it was a preference of associates. She'd stay in her lane in this instance then.

"Do you want to play anything? Cluedo, aahh monopoly, 21, Yahtzee, Operation?"

Initially it struck her as immature and shocked her, but she quickly found it endearing. “What?” Evelyn laughed lightly. “You wanna play games?” Nothing else sounded like Cluedo, Monopoly, 21, Yahtzee and Operation in the same sentence. “I don't see why not. I love a good game of Cluedo, it's not going to work with just two players though. Pick any other game.”

Before she could even retrieve a deck of cards or board game, Ajax's voice carried through camp regarding a meeting. She sighed out. Not long ago, she had moved Keith from the med hut to his cabin and now they were called to the hall. It wasn't the son of Zeus's fault, it was just bad timing because they had also just settled down.

Evelyn hovered by Keith who made a point to walk on his own. Evelyn was half exasperated and amused by his male pride. But before the whole camp saw him hobbling along awkwardly, Evelyn pressed a hand over his bandage to block the pain and keep his stitches in place. “That's better.” She smiled.

They reached the hall and Evelyn drifted from Keith. She didn't need to be a helicopter mum, she needed to see who and how they interacted with him and let him fight his own fights. Unless it was the son of Hades looming over him. No, don't interfere. Let things run naturally. She set her eyes forward where the children of Zeus resided.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Emery St. John Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos
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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.

"Or what?"




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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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Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Ji-hyun Jin Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor
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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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Eve felt Trinity’s reaction immediately as she was thrown off balance by the blonde’s elbow in her side. There was a clattering sound as a knife fell from Trinity’s hand, falling blade down just centimetres from the toe of Eve’s boot. Trinity swiped the blade back into her with grace, it was obvious she was comfortable around weapons. “Oh my god, I’m sorry. Can you imagine if it actually impaled your foot. You’d probably want to kill me…and fail.” Eve knew a challenge when she saw it, and she saw in the cold blue eyes of Trinity staring her down, the unspoken threat ebbing out of her every pore. A quick response, usually on the tip of Eve’s failed to come.

Trinity turned to Pete. “Pete right? Hey, I'm Trinity. Sorry, I just couldn't help but overhear everything.”

Eve heard Pete’s jaw click as he worked his jaw back and forth. A clear sign that he was seriously pissed. His voice was strained as he spoke, but every word was slow and deliberate. “Sorry. My sister isn’t known for her tact.” Eve caught his eye as he turned to glare at her, a warning to keep her mouth shut and not fan any flames.

Then Trinity smiled sweetly, poisonously sweet. “Anyway, I'll see you at the hall. And you take care of your friend now, don't want her sleeping with any riff raff and pissing off the wrong people.”

The moment Trinity’s back disappeared Pete practically growled at her. “Seriously? We’ve been here one bloody day and you’re already getting death threats. She was seriously dangerous, promise me you’re going to stop whatever it is you’re trying with her.”

“That was hardly a death threat. I’d say it lingered on the border of friendly warning.” Eve smirked and wound her hair around her finger, but Pete still looked like he wanted to shake her. With a sigh and a huff, Eve gave her brother a placating look. “Fine, I promise I won’t mess with her.” directly.

She reached around Pete, pulled a packet of potato crisps out of his backpack before stalking inside the hall. She spotted Trinity instantly, just as Wes pulled up a chair next to her. Eve clicked her tongue, she had been hoping for more time to work her magic before they met up for a chat. Back home, she might have plunked herself down next to them. But this was foreign territory, and if she was being honest, Trinity’s threat had scared a little. Not that she’d admit that to anyone, not even herself.

Though the fear just made her more defiant to prove that Trinity didn’t scare her. Wandering past the couple, she dropped her packet of crisps between them and bending to pick them up Eve made sure to brush her hand against Trinity’s. The physical touch lasted for less than a second but Eve was used to working within tight limits. She funnelled her magic through that slight touch, influencing Trinity’s mind. Don’t trust him.

Eve jumped to straighten up, “I- I’m sorry!” She flicked her eyes between them, faking a nervous frown. “I didn’t- I mean, I’m not- like,” She froze for an instant looking at Trinity before turning tail and scurrying away from them. Even if it was an act, it still felt nauseating to act afraid of someone.

Eve then picked a seat next to Evelyn, not that she was supposed to know her name since they'd never officially met. She turned to the red head with a nervous smile. “Hi, I’m Eve.” She flashed a tentative smile up to the front acting nervous. “I’m kind of new here, any idea what meetings like this are usually about?” She took a crisp from the bag snapping it between her teeth, before sliding the bag across the table and holding it out to Evelyn, “Crisp?”





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Pete didn’t bother watching his sister’s back stalking away from him. He knew she was up to no good and he wanted no part of it. He was content to find a dark corner in the hall to ride out this little meeting. Then he saw Alex from the barn and he headed over to her table.

He didn’t sit next to her even if he’d wanted to, it wasn’t worth it with her brother nearby. He slumped into the seat across from hers, one down, his bag lazily stowed under it, without sparing her a glace. Instead he watched the trio of the barn, reunited and full on polite smiles. He eyed the two boys who kissed Alex’s brother’s ass earlier. “What utter tools.” He muttered to himself not caring who overheard, he wasn’t speaking anything untrue.

He watched Eve bump straight into the blonde from outside, in what was quite clearly not an accident. He rolled his jaw from side to side, feeling the satisfying click as his jaw snapped back into place each time. He’d strangle Eve if he didn’t think she’d enjoy the drama of a twin murder. Would she never learn? This time, with a cough, he addressed Alex sitting across from him, aware but not caring that her brother was not that far away, “Aren’t siblings just the worst?”

Not that he was looking at Alex, he scanned her briefly for any signs of her earlier distress. She was upset still, that was obvious, her big brown eyes and open body language were terrible for keeping any secrets, but there was no lightning storm hovering around her. “You not so static-y anymore then?” He raised a lazy shoulder in an attempt at a shrug. “Pity.”


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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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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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"Hey," Wes sat next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder and her blood boiled. She wished she could sear it with a touch. "Is everything ok?" He even rubbed her arm and acted attentive to her.

She sighed deeply suppressing the urge to lunge on him and demand to know why he wasted her time, what his angle was, break his hand, but it had to wait. Time and place. “If you could not talk right now, thanks, I wanna listen to Aj.”

Before there could be any announcement, that same girl -the same fucking girl from before happened to stumble between Wes and herself. Trinity shot up to her feet like it was coffee being spilled on her. “You imbecile!” she snarled and retracted her arm when she grazed it as if she had the plague. She was half an imbecile for dropping her crisps, but mainly she was one because she didn't heed a very clear warning. And bending over near Wes; she could go direct to hell.

“I- I’m sorry! I didn’t- I mean, I’m not- like,” she was a stumbling mess but Trinity didn't give a damn. With a last look at her, the girl fled. Trinity went to grab a fistful of her hair and slam it down on the table but pulled herself short. She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms instead. She paced for a few seconds in no condition to sit and listen to some speech.

Fine, it was coming out now then. Trinity turned to Wes and sat back down mechanically...reluctantly. “I hear you got yourself a date tonight. And it's not me.” She beat him to any stupid remarks regarding their date that was planned at some stage in life. “I'm sorry I give a shit about my friend and aren't some obedient, affectionate barbie doll but if you wanted to jump ships, all you had to do was say.” She did her best to keep her tone even.

When most the hall seemed settled, Ajax spoke. "Earlier on today someone deliberately pushed her. 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."

Some of us wouldn't be able to survive alone. Good. I dare you to leave the hall. Trinity waited for the opportunity to pounce but she knew they'd stick in a pack. But Ajax...Ajax had got his mean harsh helmet on which she kind of admired. If that topic was Jennova and Alex though well...Trinity hadn't even got to voice her opinion on it yet. Too bad they'd never hear it then by Ajax's law. Before he could continue to expand his speech, they were interrupted. By the Gods. Zeus and Ares entered the hall. It reminded her of the first time she saw Zeus and hid in front of Wes and he chose Theo for a quest.

Trinity looked to Theo and smirked knowingly. Imagine sending him on another one. But Zeus announced a trial was in order for Alex and they were all to spectate it. Trinity gave it a while for people to get any questions out then after substantial time, she spoke. “Can we go, now?” It was best for her to zip out of the hall before Wes could say or do something that could get himself hurt. She wasn't really in the mood to listen either.

Once she got the all clear, she was the first out of there. Somehow she doubted a change of scenery would improve her mood, then they'd go straight back to their cabins from Mount Olympus and that wouldn't be good either.



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She couldn't help but observe the mini commotion around Keith. Suddenly she wished she had sat with him in order to access the conversation and interfere promptly. While he had managed the last year by himself, everybody had a breaking point. She didn't wish for him to reach it. Evelyn began a quick debate, weighing the pros and cons.

A few tables away there was a disturbing bang and Trinity was up on her feet, ready to turn the hall into her own brawling arena with a flustered girl before her. She even went to lunge for the girl but something or someone stopped her. Evelyn directed her gaze forward again, her mind becoming swarmed with different questions and concerns for the toxicity in camp. Further along, she even sighted Sylas imposing himself over Sloane and Ji-hyun. Get him, girl.

Somebody appeared in her peripheral and sat with her. She widened her eyes a little surprised and the concerns vanished. “Hi, I’m Eve.” The recent stranger said. Evelyn calculated the girl head to toe. Surely she didn't expect protection from the wrath of Ares with her. “I’m kind of new here, any idea what meetings like this are usually about?”

Considering she was relatively new herself, nor had there been many meetings in Evelyn's time, she could only offer ideas. “Umm…something relatively important? An announcement they only want to say once or something that concerns us all? Disharmony?” Once she said it, it was like a light-bulb moment. That's what it was about Eve. Chaos, disorder, black.

“Crisps?”

Her eyes fell on the packet offered towards her. “No, thank you. I don't like taking food from people, particularly ones I just met.” She smiled like it was a joke. Fairly quickly, Evelyn elected to change tunes. Charades wasn't a game she cared much for. “You're a formidable actress and you have a nice name. Mine's Evelyn. Are you looking for an ally?” She arched a brow awaiting the honest answer even if it was a bit much to expect.

Ajax began his speech then concerning Alex and challenged those to go on their lonesome who wouldn't listen to reason and authority. Who liked to tamper with others. Evelyn's eyes automatically drifted to Eve.

Then there were two loud thuds on the roof. She looked up, worry tightening in her chest expecting something to break through and start some massacre. The source came through the door though; calm and as authoritative as ever. There was an air of power about this man and her suspicions were confirmed when he approached Ajax. Zeus. Evelyn squirmed in her chair, suddenly become self-conscious and straightening out her clothes. Not that she was looking to be his wife or anything but it was Zeus so she could at least appear well-presented. Not to mention there was another God by his side.

"Starting from tonight, you will all make your way towards the beach where Ares and Athena will be waiting for all of you. You shall be coming to Mount Olympus for Alex's trial, and I will not tolerate bad behavior while you're there. Know you are in my domain. You may wander around the grounds, but know that this is not a vacation. I will allow you to speak to your parents if you wish. I have chosen the arena beneath the Acropolis. The rest of you will sit around the Arena, spectating." Her gaze shifted to Alex, seeing how she'd behave. The girl under the spotlight. Did she expect a trial or was this news to her too? "If you have any questions? Ask now."

“I was wondering why you've selected us all to spectate this trial, what purpose would we serve?” Evelyn belonged in such an environment but why jeopardize Mount Olympus's state with demigods that didn't have control or couldn't be trusted? She could justify an answer or two herself: they were her peers and in order to resolve future disputes they would witness the one trial and verdict together, but to hear Zeus's mind was a rare opportunity.

Once answered and the air was clear, Evelyn looked to Eve again. “At least you might get more than crisps in Mount Olympus. Hopefully it will keep you satisfied.” She smiled.

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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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"Andy, let's go, come on," Mason whispered as he gently tried to guide her away, but she didn't move. Andy wanted to hear his response. She was thankful he didn't leave her or fight her hold on his arm while her eyes scanned her brother. "Yes? You're Andromeda. You're a direct descendant of Hecate, as am I. Do you know who I am?"

A weak, exasperated laugh escaped her lips which her gaze fell to her feet. How was she supposed to answer? Yes, you're Daniel. Not anymore. Who are you really? But instead Andy stood there in silence just staring at him. "Now I would appreciate it if you two stopped towering over me and either sat down or moved somewhere else. Please."

It stung. She couldn't even bring herself to look at him. Mason's hold on her arm tightened slightly and Andy didn't fight him as he lead her away and to a table. She lowered herself into a chair beside him just as Ajax began his speech, her eye focused blankly on the flat surface before her. "He's not soulless," Mason said quiet enough for her to hear, catching her attention rather than listening to Ajax defend Alex for the thousandth time that year.

Andy slowly looked over at him. "He called me Andromeda," she whispered, saying her full name almost like it was a poison. No one called her by her full name, not Mason or Ajax or her father, especially not Daniel. The only person who did was... her mother. The thought sent a chill down her spine. And almost as if the Gods themselves walked over her grave, two slammed into the roof of the great hall before making a grand entrance through the doors. Why not just bust through the roof? They were beyond subtlety.

It wasn't the first time she was in the presence of a God, but the few times she had been never ended well. Andy stiffened in her seat, her gaze glued to the pair as they moved before everyone, her hands ringing and white-knuckled in her lap. "Starting from tonight, you will all make your way towards the beach where Ares and Athena will be waiting for all of you. You shall be coming to Mount Olympus for Alex's trial, and I will not tolerate bad behavior while you're there. Know you are in my domain. You may wander around the grounds, but know that this is not a vacation. I will allow you to speak to your parents if you wish. I have chosen the arena beneath the Acropolis. The rest of you will sit around the Arena, spectating." Her brows furrowed slightly. The last time she was in a God's domain she nearly died. The thought of being in Zeus's hands didn't sit well with her. "If you have any questions? Ask now."

The first to question the God was Trinity who quickly answered her own query and left. Andy had half of a mind to run after her but Trin was much like herself, and needed time away from everyone to cool down. Then Evelyn spoke up. “I was wondering why you've selected us all to spectate this trial, what purpose would we serve?” Andy found herself wondering the same question. Unless, the demigods made up a fraction of the jury alongside the other Gods. Or was it simply a spectacle as a warning to the other demigods? But if that were the case, why in the hell would Zeus subject his own daughter to potential humiliation?

Andy couldn't help her heart as it skipped a beat when Daniel or Keith spoke up. She stopped herself halfway in the middle of turning around so that she didn't have to look at him, not now. Then Mason stood and Andy instinctively grabbed his wrist nearly standing with him. "Mason," she whispered. Andy couldn't help her protectiveness especially now. It was one thing when he was pissing off the Valises, but Gods were completely different. They could smite him from the world in a snap and the Gods hated no one more than Hades.

"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." Andy's gazed drifted from Mason to the Gods before them as he sat back down beside her. If all of them were there, the father of the deceased should be too. She honestly couldn't believe that she felt... sympathetic for the God. But a parent should never have to bury a child and he deserved the right to be part of the trial, regardless of her own personal feelings toward the God.

It only seemed fitting that when the serious questions were out of the way, a less serious one would arise. Sylas stood to his feet and even bowed slightly. Was that supposed to be an insult or an act of respect? "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." Serious then? Odd question, but she supposed it was a somewhat relevant one.

"Do you think Hecate will be there?" Mason asked Andy, turning her attention back to her present company. Her mother's named twisted her stomach, but she couldn't deny that she also wondered that. "She might be able to help with our other issue."

Andy didn't have to look in the direction he pointed to know what he was referring to. "I don't know, but I hope so." She spared a quick glance over her shoulder toward Daniel. "I fear this is her doing. She was the last person to see him before he died." Her brows furrowed as she looked back at Mason. "Will you help me get him to her?"

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When Wes sat beside Trinity, his touch didn't seem to sooth her but make her tense. His jaw clenched as he quickly withdrew his hand, but couldn't keep himself from looking at her. Unfortunately for him, control over emotions doesn't allow him to know the cause of the emotions. So, although he knew she was angry, he couldn't begin to decipher the cause. “If you could not talk right now, thanks, I wanna listen to Aj.”

Wes inhaled sharply, giving a short nod of his head before looking forward. "As you wish."

There was silence for a brief moment before a girl passing behind them dropped a bag of chips. Then before he knew it Trinity was on her feet. “You imbecile!”

Wes was quick to his feet after her, holding out his hand like someone approaching a wild animal. "Woah, she just dropped some chips." The blonde girl had scurried off before he could try to apologize for Trinity's outburst. He didn't know what was wrong, but she was clearly on edge and no doubt making large enough of a scene for half of the hall to be staring at her.

Trinity paced back and forth, blustering like a storm about to rain hell. “I hear you got yourself a date tonight. And it's not me.” Wes's hand dropped slightly as his head cocked. What in the hell was she talking about? He didn't get a chance to reply. Trinity quickly followed up her comment, being sure to cut him off before he could even attempt to get to the root of what she was talking about. “I'm sorry I give a shit about my friend and aren't some obedient, affectionate barbie doll but if you wanted to jump ships, all you had to do was say.”

Wes's jaw dropped as he stood there in a stunned silence. So, much said in the span of one sentence. What friend was she talking about? Was he just a friend in her eyes? At this point... After so long, he thought they were beyond that. But she spoke as if her friendship with another made him change his mind? What in the hell was going on!? Wes could feel the blood racing to his head as his heart started beating faster and faster in his chest.

He stood there, like a deer in headlights as Ajax began his pointless speech. Which, at the moment, Wes couldn't care less about. Even the arrival of Gods didn't seem to shake Wes quite like the words Trinity just said to him. He was just... silent, as it boiled inside him.

“Can we go, now?” Then in a flash Trinity was out of the hall.

Wes stood there, frozen like a statue. Then out of no where, when the anger, frustration and confusion overflowed, his hand gripped the edge of the table. "Son of a bitch!" Maybe it was adrenaline? Or maybe in the year without an arm his other more than compensated. But with hardly any effort, he flipped the table on it's side before turning toward the exit.

Before he could take a step forward, the blonde from before stood before him. “I’m so sorry. I think that might have been my fault.” Tears? Wes might have given a sympathetic apology and a halfhearted smile before snaking around her. But with his attention on her, he could feel it. Beneath the false sadness and nervousness... It was pleasure. Was this all her doing?

If this girl before him wasn't a girl, Wes might have decked her. Instead he stood there, clenching his jaw, digging his nails so hard into his palms he nearly drew blood. "Get the fuck out of my way, he practically growled at the girl before shoving past her and hurrying out the door.

Wes nearly had to run to catch up. "Trinity!" he tried to get her attention before grabbing her arm, forcing her to stop and turn to face him. A dangerous move, putting his hand on an angry Ares daughter, but he didn't care. Wes would take whatever punishment she dealt if it meant she'd listen. "Stop!" He released her arm and took a step toward her while pointing his index finger at. "You are going to listen to me. Then beat the shit out of me, or whatever you want afterwards. But you will listen!" He ordered. That wasn't a request and he made damn well sure she knew it.

"I have no fucking clue what you're talking about. I told you this morning and nearly everyday for the past year that you are the only girl I want. Why is it all of a sudden everything's changed? It's like all of a sudden you're second guessing everything. Like, in your eyes I'm nothing but a piece of shit Aphrodite kid that bounces between women! You know I'm not like that. You know it!" By that point Wes was yelling, probably loud enough for the people back at the hall to hear him. "Everything I've ever done here has been for you! I've spent the past year trying to prove myself to you and be worthy of you!"

Wes took grabbed Trinity's shoulder, not breaking eye contact as he looked down at her. "Trinity! I—" His voice trailed off as all the anger washed from his face in a saddening wave. Was he about to say it? She stood there accusing him of everything he's been proving to her he isn't and he nearly mention love. She didn't deserve to hear it... not now. Now when she made him feel lower than the dirt under her shoe.

"I thought you knew me better than that," Wes's voice cracked as he took a step back. He looked away from her briefly and when he met her gaze again, a tear fell from his eye. "You don't trust me..." Wes nodded his head before wiping away the tear. "Forget it," he concluded as he turned from her and started in the direct of his cabin. "Don't follow me."

Wes didn't look toward any campers he passed, nor segue in any direction but toward his own cabin. He trudged up the steps of his porch and inside, slamming the door shut behind him. Once inside, he clicked the closest end table, sending it and its contents flying across the room. He proceeded the tear apart his room, throwing things from counter tops and over turning furniture until the entire cabin was in disarray. Wes gave a final kick to an overturned chair before he stumbled backwards against a wall. Then slid down it until he was sitting on the ground with his head in his knees.

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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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Son of Ares

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While packing the last item into his suitcase, his fingers fiddled with the buttons on one of his shirts as his mind wandered off into its own world. He didn't know how the rage inside of him was going to treat him, and once thrown into the deep end with a mixture of others who probably had their own problems to deal with, was either going to make him look like the unwanted bad guy with an ego boost or something else. He bared his teeth down against his bottom lip.

"Son." Cayden turned his head to look at his father who stood in the doorway of his bedroom. "I promise you that you'll fit in. Your sister has." Springing a sibling onto him had been a surprise, but at the same time, it had closed the case on his suspicions. His father may have once loved his mother, but now he had gone and made a new family elsewhere which made him feel less important. Ares wasn't there all the time, but it wasn't like he was always absent either.

"So that's why you and mom broke up.. you had another woman and child?"

"No. I never cheated on your mom. I just... sadly didn't love her anymore."

"What's her name?"

"The other woman?"

"No.. what's my sister's name? how old is she?"

Ares smiled. "Her name is Trinity, and she is 19.

"So I have a little sister... okay. When do we leave for camp?"

"I'll get someone else to take you, and I'll meet you there."

before he could ask his father why he wasn't taking him himself, or who he needed to expect to turn up at his door... Ares had gone. He had teleported to god knows where, while Cayden was left lifting his luggage down the stairs.

A few hours later...


Image Finally, he was there at the infamous Camp his father had told him all about. He knew why the place had been built in the first place, and what had happened last year... roughly. His father was down at the beach with some other God. Cayden held up his hand, and his father returned it with his own before Cayden heard a large group of people in a nearby hall.

Curiosity got the best of him, so he headed that way, dumping his rucksack onto the ground since someone with blonde hair came bursting out the doors, followed by some guy chasing after her.

"God, DAMN!" His voice went up an octave on the last word as he stumbled out of their way. "People walking here. Jeeze." He ran his hands over himself like he was dusting himself off and straightening himself out, then carried on to make his way into the hall. Cayden puffed out his chest and silently slipped into one of the seats at the back. "What did a'miss?" He asked while he leaned to the side towards some dude in glasses.

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son of artemis
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Theo watched as the events unfolded in the hall. He caught the tail end of Trinity blowing up on Wes. He had heard the conversation on the walk to the hall. He knew why she was mad. Theo made a mental note to check in with her later. Maybe, he wouldn't have to worry about Wes anymore after all.

Theo turned his attention to Ajax as the young leader began to talk. He admired that Ajax wanted to protect his sister. Theo was loyal to the Valis', even if he did have mixed feeling about what Alex had done. He could admit; however, that he probably would also kill any person or demigod who killed his father, the non god parent in his life. Theo thought Ajax could have used a bit more tact when speaking to the young demigods, but it wasn't like it mattered. Theo could feel Zeus coming long before anyone else could. Ajax was just a sitting duck, waiting to be cut off. Theo relaxed in his chair as Zeus speech unfolded.

"Starting from tonight, you will all make your way towards the beach where Ares and Athena will be waiting for all of you. You shall be coming to Mount Olympus for Alex's trial, and I will not tolerate bad behavior while you're there. Know you are in my domain. You may wander around the grounds, but know that this is not a vacation. I will allow you to speak to your parents if you wish. I have chosen the arena beneath the Acropolis. The rest of you will sit around the Arena, spectating... If you have any questions? Ask now."

The reactions around Theo ranged from surprised, to awestruck, to upset. Theo had talked to Zeus before, and so the sheer force with which he moved and spoke did not throw Theo off. Zeus made eye contact with Theo at one point, and Theo gave him a knowing nod. The only thing that kind of bothered Theo about all of this is that he was now forced to see his mother. Theo and Artemis had a complicated relationship. He really did love and appreciate her, but she was just so hard on him. Either way, it wasn't everyday that demigods got an opportunity to go to Olympus. He was certainly not going to miss his. Theo's thoughts drowned out the questions that followed Zeus' speech until he heard Trinity's voice. He was with her. It was time to get out of that room before the tension boiled over.

Theo got up and took the long way out of the hall, being sure to pat Alex on the shoulder and give her a reassuring smile before he left. Upon walking out of the hall, Theo caught sight of Trinity and Wes. For once, he tuned the noise out. He did watch though. Could he actually get satisfaction out of watching this? Wes was his friend, but Theo had always wanted a chance to show Trinity that he deserved her more than the lover boy. He shook his head. Not the time to be thinking about those things. He approached Trinity after Wes stormed off, letting an immense amount of caution into his tone of voice, "Hey, are you okay? That didn't look like a normal conversation with lover boy." Theo smiled, letting her know that his intentions were as pure as possible in asking. Maybe she would open up to him.

"Either way, I think you have a father waiting on you. Let that go. Tonight is going to be stressful enough.

Theo set his eyes toward the beach, waiting on Trinity to be ready to walk with him.

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Invisibility is one of those gifts that only a true recluse could harness without the power of their godly parent. As she sat in the Hall, a quiet figure with small teal tinted toes tapping mindlessly against the soft pink sandal she wore, her dark gaze ventures to Zeus. She listened to his words, her head tilted just enough for her hair to fall along her shoulder; lackluster and unkempt. It must be one of those days where the ocean was uneasy, and she has plenty of them. So many people were upset and stunned, but she just felt... nervous. 'Tap, tap, tap' goes the toes of her shoe against the floor, her body in a fidgety fit from all the madness and tension broiling in the space shortly thereafter. There is that nasty shrieking sound from Trinity, followed by the obvious upset of Wes.

Used to it? Probably. Everyone should be. If there wasn't some malignant force aswirl, then there was something worse than it - more insidious than any kind of evil they would face.

Drama.

She remained, for now, an observant woman with her eyes flitting from one involved individual to another. Some sickly satisfied by the encounter gone awry, others not particularly surprised by it. When all was said and done, the storm having passed through the wide open space swiftly, she stood up and took her leave. She wasn't in the business of comforting screeching sirens. There were things to do - unpack, resettle - remind herself that she was supposed to be here for some reason. That she belonged despite the fact that she couldn't bother to be anything more than a grain of sand on the beach last year. Maybe this one would be different.

Of course, she saw all of Wes' misfortunes - from the twisted love thing he had going on with Trinity, to the nervous blonde that looked like she might break down in front of him for now reason. Boy, does she know that feeling! Then again, certain children with certain parents were so Shakespearean that she can't even bring herself to feel any empathy for her.

This whole place was some sick Shakespearean thing with a twinge of Greek tragedy.

On her way to her own cabin, she stops short of hearing the cacophony of an angry Aphrodite child throwing a massive tantrum. She should just keep going, honestly. Thus far, her dedication to the drama in this play has been relatively low. No one liked her as much because she was this way or that way, incapable of genuine connection without the possibility of being subject to her personal dramatics. Or maybe it was simply that no one knew how to approach her long enough to figure it all out. Regardless, she stands there for quite some time with her hands in the pockets of her dark blue jeans and that anxious tapping of her feet against the ground.

She takes a deep breath in, "Okay, so I have a small chance of being yelled at. I'm a big girl - I've grown. I won't cry about it," Liv gives herself a pep talk because some people are just kind of intimidating. A lot, really. She breathes all of that sucked in air out in one puff, and just... steps up to his door and lightly knocks on it. No, no, she can just walk in. Right? Oh, but then what if he throws something at her? She pressed her ear against the door, and goodness, did she look kind of goofy doing it.

Okay. There was a calm. Perhaps where there was once a violent and wrecking tempest, there is now just confusion. Slowly, a small hand pressed against the door, she gently pulls it open whilst turning the knob. It was do or die time! He was going to tell her to get the fuck out, or maybe she will be lucky enough to be told kindly to remove herself. The love fests of Aphrodite spawn are beyond her comprehension. She only knows feelings, and she knows them well. "Are you done throwing things? Can I come in?", she inquires with warm soothing tones, ripe with genuine concern - there are no tricks here. Liv doesn't just waltz in there like she is his best friend, but she just sort of pokes her head in to make sure she'd be safe from flying objects.

What is she doing? She just got back. She's crazy. Why get caught up in other people's business? And goodness, what a mess this place is! The toe of her sandal kicks away a piece of unfortunate debris so that she could just... not trip and fall on her face.

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Zeus
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."

Zeus nodded. "At least it's something. Go.." he said, his tone soft.





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Alexandria Valis
DAUGHTER OF ZEUS
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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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"Trinity!" She ignored him continuing to pace away. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm. She tried to rip his grip off her. "Stop! You are going to listen to me. Then beat the shit out of me, or whatever you want afterwards. But you will listen."

Trinity ground her teeth as her fists turned into balls as she was forced to stop and look at him again.

"I have no fucking clue what you're talking about. I told you this morning and nearly everyday for the past year that you are the only girl I want. Why is it all of a sudden everything's changed? It's like all of a sudden you're second guessing everything. Like, in your eyes I'm nothing but a piece of shit Aphrodite kid that bounces between women! You know I'm not like that. You know it! Everything I've ever done here has been for you! I've spent the past year trying to prove myself to you and be worthy of you!" He was getting louder and angry back at her which was game of him. He was really going to fight with her for the sake of bullshit.

Wes grabbed her shoulder. "Trinity! I—"

Trinity softened slightly as he did. “You what?” She waited to hear whatever it was. It was all coming out now anyway, he might as well have spat it out.

"I thought you knew me better than that." Trinity sighed out. Wes couldn't even look at her for a second but when he did a tear escaped. "You don't trust me...Forget it," He turned his back on her. "Don't follow me."

So now she was the asshole? Trinity watched his distancing figure then yelled out in frustration. She wanted to trust Wes but every tiny concern and doubt just multiplied ten fold in the hall. The girl had said "he asked me to his cabin tonight." Why make that up? Trinity sighed out and let the torrential rain cool her down.

"Hey, are you okay? That didn't look like a normal conversation with lover boy." She glanced to Theo clutching her hair.

“He won’t get his back up, won’t use his powers or utter a bad word to anyone else but he can speak to me like that?” She scoffed.

"Either way, I think you have a father waiting on you. Let that go. Tonight is going to be stressful enough." She shot Theo a glare even when what he said was true and made sense. But let being the only person Wes talks like that to go?

She sighed out with great effort and tilted her up to the now drizzling sky, closing her eyes. “Okay. Let me get changed, I'm not going as a drenched rat.”

She raced to her cabin and peeled off her layers giving herself a quick dry and shimmy with the towel, picked out a relatively easy outfit made smart with her cardigan despite Zeus assuring they could come in the attire they pleased, then rejoined Theo.

A quiet journey would have been a much more peaceful one, but it wasn't in her. “So I have a scenario, kind of like that dilemma game we played last time Zeus sent us to do something. A gorgeous woman approaches you and starts seducing you, but she's on the enemy team, how do you respond? Do you indulge both your desires or.... option b?” She smiled slightly. “Oh! Imagine it's your ex or favorite model or something.” Trinity sneaked looks at him frequently, intrigued to hear how Theo would respond to temptation over force. The womanizers of camp responding to lust and love was a curiosity of hers. She always saw no other option but to fight.

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There she was, standing at the entryway with the door cracked ajar and her dark eyes peering in, watching him stare up at her in the midst of his red-eyed confusion. There is something endearing about him in this state, even if he thought he looked like shit. It is quiet, even as he inquired into her return, "Liv? When did you get back?". It didn't seem, at first, that she picked up on his voice because the normally amiable man's demeanor had gone from jovial to chaos, and it's disheartening. When her gaze flees from him to survey the condition of the interior, a noticeable wince crinkled her pallid features. Yet, she smiles at him, albeit the expression stretching weak and thin across her lips in a display of sympathy without the nagging needless words to follow, "Just earlier this afternoon, actually," she answers finally.

Just as she thought she'd get a foot in through the door after pushing it open a little more, three others approach them. Ethan's voice causes her to jump in a small startle, "Hi there, sorry if we scared you. I am Ethan, this is Heath and his adopted sister, Iliana. Iliana here decided to check out this cabin it seems. Uh, Lia, did you want to tell us why?". Turning swiftly, her eyes flit from Ethan to Iliana to Heath before she can feel Wes creeping up behind her.

At that moment, she takes a couple of steps back since he had completely opened the door. The act of him being so close to her was pure torture, and it wasn't his fault. It couldn't be helped that all the gals were head over heels for the man. He exudes a strong sense of attraction that is hard to deny, but it only takes the angry voice of a certain Ares daughter to crash through her skull as a firm reminder that-- yes, she could be friend with Wes without jumping on him. It was better for her health that way, honestly. Still, his presence looming over her causes her to freeze slightly, and it's likely noticeable to others. It's not until he shuts the door on the three that she feels the fear drop from the pit of her stomach to her feet. They felt like boulders tied to heavy chains as she drags herself slowly to the kitchen area.

Did he just shut her in his cabin with three other people as witness to it?

"If you're thirsty, help yourself, he'd inform her, and she waves a hand through the air to decline while seating herself. Was it hot in here, too? She brought her fingers up to the sides of her face, and in all of its pallor, it's flushed. He must like it at a certain temperature! That is certainly it. She gives her head a shake or two, clearing her throat and trying to picture Trinity choking her to death or something. Yes, yes-- that was it. His room is finally reaching a steady degree that is bearable and no longer making her as red as the poor guy's eyes.

"I'm assuming were in the main hall earlier?"

"Yes, and you probably don't want to talk about it, so I won't make you. I was just on my way to my own cabin when I heard the raucous. I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to get hurt, and also to drag you to the beach regardless of whether you want to or not." That's when his next words come, "We should probably go. Do you need to stop by your cabin?"

"I do need to go to my cabin, actually. I already have a dress laying out, so it will be quick," she replies, sliding off of the chair and venturing on out of his living space with him in tow, but at a safe platonic distance. They'd endure a short but quiet walk, which is always nice. Liv may not have much to offer him in the way of advice or kind words, but she could walk with him and let him know in a quiet sort of way that she is right here if he needs it. They weren't best friend, or even good friends-- it didn't matter to her.

For his good, and her own, she'd make him wait outside of her cabin. Fifteen minutes tick by before she emerges from behind the door, trying to pull it close with the toe of a black pump while adjusting the blue collar of an impossibly cute dress. She thought it was casual enough! The bright attire seemed to ignite those lackluster waves of brown into a spirited auburn hue, and when she'd done fiddling around with her collar, she looks up at him with eyes that had a flicker of green now. Maybe her attire does judge the mood of her eyes and hair after all! It could also be that she's excited to be headed to the beach. Naturally.

She doesn't wait for him to look at her, or notice even if he does. She's well on her way toward the beach; breathing in the crisp saline breeze as they draw closer. This becomes another trip paced casually and quietly, her hands with fingers interlaced at the lap of her patterned dress and a respectable distance just in case his love interest was down there waiting.

When she does speak, it is really out of place because no one around her spoke to her about anything in the realm of her next sentence, "Oh, I am glad to be back!" There's a smile on her features, and she looks at peace when her heels first sink into hot sand-- brighter, more confident. Something scuttles out of the sand; a small crab. The question would not be to whom, but to what did she speak to. When she realizes that she probably looks crazy, she kicks sand at the hard-shelled creature as if to hide it and pretend it wasn't there.

Talking to herself is less crazy than to a crab. Right? Right. Crisis averted, she thinks to herself.

... Probably not. Wes is upset, not stupid.

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“Okay. Let me get changed, I'm not going as a drenched rat.”

Theo let the rain wash over him as he nodded his approval to Trinity, letting her get a few paces away before he glanced over his shoulder to watch her walk. She even walked like a warrior, strong and graceful. He really did admire her, but there was no reading her motives. Was it just about the attention Theo had always given her, or was there more?

Theo let his mind wander to the events preparing to unfold. Seeing his mom would be one thing, but having to watch one of his friends go on trial was another thing entirely. It stressed Theo out. Regardless of the some of the decisions Alex had made, Theo knew that her strength and determination was needed around camp. If she could just get out of the rut she's in...

Theo snapped back to reality as he heard Trinity's footsteps approaching them. He smiled down at her when she appeared next to him, starting to walk slowly towards the beach, falling in step with her. He could feel the uneasy vibe she was giving off. Theo wandered what could possibly be going through her mind.

“So I have a scenario, kind of like that dilemma game we played last time Zeus sent us to do something. A gorgeous woman approaches you and starts seducing you, but she's on the enemy team, how do you respond? Do you indulge both your desires or.... option b? Oh! Imagine it's your ex or favorite model or something.”

Theo slowed his pace to a stop, turning to Trinity, trying to find the right words to reassure her. He placed his hand on the back of his head, scratching there as he bit his lip and mulled over the best answer. He wasn't sure where this came from. He was starting to regret his decision to tune out Trinity and Wes' fight. This had to have something to do with that. He felt a twinge of anger in his gut at the idea of Wes hurting Trinity. He let out a deep breath before giving a measured response.

"It really all depends on the situation. I mean I've done the whole meaningless hook ups thing, and it isn't worth all that much. There's not an ex I even care to see ever again... a model might be a different story," Theo let a light laugh sneak out between sentences. "Ya know, I'd let you come over before my favorite model. No way I'd risk pissing you off for a cheap hook up."

Theo made a strained face. He wasn't sure if that necessarily came out the way he wanted it to, but hopefully he got the point across.

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Eve frowned at Wes’ angry back marching off on her, after Trinity. She swiped at the fake tear pooling under her left eye. So much for the big teddy bear people seemed to think he was, he’d totally just brushed her off. She still followed after him though, pausing in the doorway of the main hall away from their sight and focus, though his screaming voice was loud enough to reach where she stood. And she couldn’t help a satisfied smile stretching across her face. The Barbie and Ken of camp had been shockingly easy to break up. She stayed where she was watching the hunky blonde, swoop in for the cleaning up duty. Trinity was sure building up herself a harem, and this second boy was just painting a big red target on his back.

Eventually they all drifted away and out of earshot, the rest of the main hall following suit. So she slipped into the shadows, teleporting through them to the beach. Or at least to the shadowed tree line just next to the beach. She hadn’t bothered to change, didn’t want mother dearest thinking she’d made an effort.

She saw Wes approaching the beach first, and with a brunette by his side. Geez, he was a brave man. She made a deliberate act and walking over to him, "Sorry, you're shirt tag is hanging out, and I just hate that." She kept he tone friendly, without a hint of flirt, but it might not look that way to a certain jealous blonde. And with a smile she reached up and played with his collar pretending to tuck in a non existent tag. Though she used to physical contact with his neck to influence his thoughts. That brunette next to you is gorgeous.

Leaving Wes before Trinity beat her brain in, her eyes landed on Mason, dressed the part of grieving brother. She had to admit that he looked good in a suit, and her instincts to play with him kicked in. Plus, maybe now was her time to finally meet the Andromeda Bolton. She pranced over to the pair catching the tail end of the conversation, and getting herself a glimpse into Andy’s clutch.

Eve let out a low whistle as she broke into the conversation, inserting herself in between the two. “Wow, you really are a girl of many talents.” She said, with an open and friendly grin. Hooking her arm around Andy’s playing the friendly part. “And you’re just as beautiful as I thought you’d be!” Her voice was bubbly and full of enthusiasm.

Eve shook her head as if just realising her mistake. “Sorry, sorry. I'm Evangeline. Mason has just told me soooo much about you, that I feel like we’re already friends.” She giggled and cocked her head toward the son of Hades, her eyes twinkling with delight, and her sweat grin slipping slightly into a smirk for a moment. No doubt, reminding him about what he had told her about Andy. “Right babe?” She winked at him, and reached a hand out to lay across his chest. Funnelling her magic through the touch, attempting to influence his thoughts wink back at me. With the fabric of his jacket in the way, the words unspoken, and his own strong will, he’d probably be able to resist her magic’s pull. But he’d still want to, even for a moment. And he’d know it was her who put the thought there, she liked him knowing she was there, in his head.

Eve looked back and Andy and leaned into her, dropping her voice in a false whisper. False in that is was clearly loud enough to be heard by every around. “And doesn’t he just look hot in the suit? You agree don’t you? Say it.” Eve with her arm still locked around Andy’s, used her words and physical contact to invade Andy’s thoughts, pushing in new ones. You agree, Mason’s hot. Say it.





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Pete didn’t get very far, a few steps or so, before a sharp and sudden downpour saw him soaked from the top of his head to the bottom of his boots. He groaned, he probably smelt like wet dog now, and he’d previously had no intention of changing. Not even god’s deserved an outfit change in his mind. But instead he had to change his path from towards to beach to his cabin.

He was dragging his feet, which is probably why someone ran straight into the back of him. Not a big person, small enough that he barely noticed the force. He spun around, pushing back the black hair that hung over his eyes, dripping water down his face. It seemed the rain passed as quickly as it arrived. "I beg your pardon," her voice was soft, making her small frame.

He raised a lazy shoulder, nothing she needed to apologise for. He’d barely even felt the impact. He’d seen her before the hall, though only because she’d been sitting with that guy from the stables. They had been sitting together and seemed kind of cosy, he noticed. Pete always noticed more than his vacant eyes gave him credit for. And Pete had instinctively scanned the crowd for him, noting that he was trouble. He hitched his backpack up his shoulder ready to head on his way, when her voice reached his ears again. "I uh, don't think we've met. I'm Sloane Astor."

“Pete.” She extended her hand with a smile, or at least his version of a smile, small and barely there. He took her hand, though his shake was brusque and he dropped her hand quickly, he did return the barely there smile as best he could. Now knowing her name, he gave her a second look over, taking in her nice dress now drenched. “You’ve ruined your dress.” It wasn’t a sympathetic platitude, just a comment, she didn’t seem to mind. His own sister would be pitching a fit.

“Later then,” He said turning to continue in the direction of his cabin and leaving her to do the same. But after only a few steps he turned back, his curiosity getting the better of him, he fell into step beside her as she was no doubt heading to her own cabin.

He didn’t want to be caught off guard down the track and he preferred the direct route. “That guy from in there,” He pointed towards the main hall. His voice was direct and to the point, but he didn’t speak meanly, he had no problem with her. “Is he a friend of yours? What’s his deal? Tell me.” He poured his magic into his words, tell me, influencing her to talk to him.

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She continued her little stroll but found Theo had stopped altogether, pulling her to a halt as well.

"It really all depends on the situation. I mean I've done the whole meaningless hook ups thing, and it isn't worth all that much. There's not an ex I even care to see ever again... a model might be a different story," Trinity quirked up a brow. "Ya know, I'd let you come over before my favorite model. No way I'd risk pissing you off for a cheap hook up." That made one smart man in camp. And she thought it was a good thing, a compliment?

“Good boy,” she heard herself say before she could stop it. “That doesn’t really answer my question though,” she said then cleared her throat to rephrase. No one would play her game properly. “Okay, fine, a siren or succubus takes form of whoever you most desire. Your team needs you but you're approached alone by the seductress. How do you think you'd go? I know in the battlefield you kick ass and I know you...like the ladies so how does the big bad wolf respond to temptation?” Trinity supposed it all really did depend on the exact situation. However, Trinity wanted Theo to throw himself in the little dilemma. What if they were on a team and some shapeshifter or charm was Theo's kryptonite.

She gasped as an idea sprang to mind. “Would you be able to smell them? Cause I know - I think I read somewhere we all have pheromones and you're also attracted to the person's pheromones subconsciously? So you might be able to pick up on the different scent, right?” She always got avid talking attacks and counter-attacks. It was a good direction to put her energy and anger.

Arriving on the beach.... Trinity was at a loss. Completely dumbstruck. That blonde played with Wes's collar in the company of Liv. "I have no idea what you're talking about" my ass. God, he was lucky she didn't march over there and deck him and his new toy. Then she hooked her arm around Andy like they were BFFL's - um no, Trinity and Andy were. To top it off, some guy was wrestling with her dad. What the fuck is going on with the world!? Was she in a coma or something and everything changed?

She shifted in front of Theo with her back to him and put the back of her hand on his chest so he didn't trample her. Theo was the only non-tainted one so far but she had the worse feeling he was next. Him, Eve wasn't having. Oh yeah, Trinity caught her name in her little exchange with Pete but she was such a pest! Trinity watched her like a predator watching prey and waited and ached for the next excuse to lunge on her. Trinity's hand on Theo's chest had turned into a tight fist clutching his shirt. If she came over here, Theo better have been lightning fast to contain Trinity. “Theo, can you try make sure I don't do something stupid,” she said quietly. She looked over her shoulder to check his reaction then released his top, which she had unfairly projected her frustration on.

An impatient whiny drew her attention to the horses behind Ares, likely being their transport. “I’d rather ride you than a horse,” Trinity grumbled to Theo, only seconds later realising how it might have sounded. “No, not like the I'm on top, you're on bottom way or moving against you, but the wolf - I want to ride the wolf.” SHUT UP, shut up! Trinity sighed deeply, rubbing her head. She laughed weakly. “Sorry.”

When she could look him in the eyes again she smiled slightly. “You do owe me a wolf transformation though.”

The smile faded as quickly as it came. She did have one more pressing thing to bring up and it was very much handing power to Theo, thus made her uneasy. “Can I...could I...maybe crash at your cabin tonight?” Trinity pulled a face. She was always one to face her problems, not run or hide or ignore them and it made her appear weak. She hated that, furrowing her brows looking down at the sand. Trinity only wanted a night's escape to chill. In the event of Theo's rejection though, she could just bar her door, crank some music up she supposed.

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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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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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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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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.

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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.


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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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“Good boy, that doesn’t really answer my question though,” The rolled his eyes slightly, scratching the back of his head again. “Okay, fine, a siren or succubus takes form of whoever you most desire. Your team needs you but you're approached alone by the seductress. How do you think you'd go? I know in the battlefield you kick ass and I know you...like the ladies so how does the big bad wolf respond to temptation?” Theo returned the raised eyebrow Trinity had given him earlier. What on earth did she want him to say? He paused as he thought about his answer.

Just as he opened his mouth to get the words out, Trinity let out a gasp and kept going. “Would you be able to smell them? Cause I know - I think I read somewhere we all have pheromones and you're also attracted to the person's pheromones subconsciously? So you might be able to pick up on the different scent, right?” The addition to the question almost made Theo let out a laugh. She was really digging in on him, like she was looking for a flaw.

"Smells... really Trin? I don't know that a smell is gonna cause me to lose focus in battle. If I'm being honest with you, I don't know how I would react. That's a whole different scenario than someone coming to my cabin. You're talking about magical creatures here, and it's not like I have the ability to resist emotional manipulation. Hopefully, I would be strong enough to deal with it in a battle, but I can't be sure. Let's just hope we never have to find out," Theo let off yet another anxious smile. He felt Trinity tense up as he was talking, and he spotted Eve, the girl who was apparently going to Wes' cabin later. Theo wondered if the daughter of the god of war was actually intimidated by someone else, but it did seem to be the case.

“Theo, can you try make sure I don't do something stupid,” Trinity basically whispered to him. He looked down at her with a hint of concern.

"I'll do my best. Just stay with me and stay calm, he rubbed her shoulder for reassurance.

“I’d rather ride you than a horse,” This time Theo did let out a laugh, letting the hint of concern on his face shift to a very presumptive look as Trinity stammered on. Was she nervous? He couldn't tell. "No, not like the I'm on top, you're on bottom way or moving against you, but the wolf - I want to ride the wolf... Sorry”

"You can ride whatever you want," Theo let his smirk fill his face. He was joking, except he really wasn't. He had never let anyone ride the wolf before. He wasn't sure how he actually felt about it. It was a nice idea in theory, but the wolf was his safe space, his me zone. Letting someone else into that area of his life was uncomfortable, but, then again, it was Trinity.

“You do owe me a wolf transformation though.”

Theo decided on playing it cool, "I guess you did win the bet. Just name your time and place. It's a date... with a wolf." That made sense. That was his best shot at being funny about it.

Theo watched as Trinity's smile disappeared. He hoped his joke didn't kill the vibe. “Can I...could I...maybe crash at your cabin tonight?”

Theo's eyes got really big for a moment. Why was she doing this to him? Pulling him in like this. He just really didn't want to be a rebound or a security blanket from whatever she was dealing with with Wes. He nodded anyway, "Of course, you know I can't say no to that." Theo realized that somewhere in the conversation they had started slowly moving towards the beach again. He approached a horse slowly, mounting in one motion, reaching down for Trinity's hand.

"Come on," he said with a smile.

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