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Penelope Givens

The Photographer

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a character in “Camp Athens: The Second Year”, as played by Zodia195

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xxxPENELOPE x GIVENSxxxxthe x curious x photographer x




”The important thing is to not stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.”
- Albert Einstein




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n i c k n a m e s x // x Nelly (prefers to be called this)

a g e x // x20 years

g e n d e r x // xFemale

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

o r i g i n x // xBaton Rouge, Louisiana

s p e c i e s x // xdemigod

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






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D E M E A N O R


h e i g h t x // x5’6”

w e i g h t x // x140 lbs

h a i r x // xNaturally it’s brownish-red, but she’s colored it several times. Currently it’s red.

e y e s x // xbrown

o d d i t i e s x // xNelly has been known to talk to herself because she has ’too many things’ going on in her head and has to get it out.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xIf there is one way to describe Nelly’s style, it’s that it’s vibrant. She loves color and wears a lot of it. Her clothes are pretty eclectic and she’s highly adaptable to different types of environments, but she does admit she prefers mild weather. She does have curves on her but doesn’t try showing them off purely because she has no interest in attracting members of the opposite sex. As long as they ‘move with her’, she’s just fine. She does have a serious shoe addiction though, but is extremely picky about what she gets because comfort is almost always her #1 requirement.






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P O W E R S

superior speed x // x Nelly’s most used skill. She can run up to 100 mph. Only drawback is endurance.
eidetic memory x // x Nelly only has to look at something once to have it fully committed to memory. She uses this to her advantage in her photography jobs.
other p o w e rs x // x Short distance teleportation. Nelly uses this in tandem with her super speed and has used it to get out of tight situations. She doesn’t use it as a crutch though. Her newest ability is cloning. She can’t clone people, but can clone small items. She hardly uses this skill though because she doesn’t have much use of this skill yet.



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

Photography x // x Nelly loves taking pictures and is very proficient at it. Her primary focus is documentary photography and her photos are starting to get recognition.
Independent x // x Very self-sufficient, she loves doing things on her own. She can fit into any kind of environment and know how to survive in the wild too.
Clever x // x Don’t ever try to outwit Nelly, she can easily get herself out of trouble and is almost literary one step ahead of anyone that tries to outdo her.



W E A K N E S S E S

Curiosity x // x Always too curious for her own good, Nelly has the tendency to get into plenty of trouble with her thirst to know what is happening around her.
Fickle x // x While Nelly is an outgoing person, due to her lifestyle, she has a hard time keeping friendships and easily cut ties with others. This is not intentional though.
Low Pain Tolerance x // x Despite her adventurous nature, Nelly has a hard time dealing with pain, but at this point is use to it.



F E A R S

Needles x // x This fear came about from busting her top two adult teach as a kid and getting a shot in the mouth every time she saw the dentist. She’s learn tolerate this fear, but still has a reaction to them.
Nuts x // x Nelly has a nut allergy. She discovered this when she once ate peanut butter and her reaction almost killed her.
Anything happening to her mother x // x Even though Nelly isn’t good at relationships, she’s still close with her mother, who is her only anchor and she’s be devastated if anything happened to her.





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P E R S O N A L I T Y
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Extroverted doesn’t even begin to describe Nelly. She thrives on being around others and is curious about anything and everything. She can come off as insensitive, but doesn’t try to be. She is aware she has issues and has tried to improve herself at times. However, she won’t apologize for being who she is though for she’s fully aware no one is perfect.

Nelly learned to be independent from a young age. This was due to her wanting to help out her mother as much as she could and gets satisfaction from doing things on her own. She is quick learner as a result. She has traveled a lot and can adapt to any situation. Because of her traveling and experiencing different cultures and environments, she has picked things up and it has resulted in her having eclectic tastes. She can be pretty odd by regular standards. Her interests range from anime to even the occult.

Nelly loves a good laugh and has a result, loves to joke around with people. Unfortunately, this has gotten her into trouble. If something does hurt someone though, she is quick to apologize. She just gets bored easily and tries to find ways to make things entertaining for herself and others.






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H I S T O R Y


Nelly’s mother, Linda, was a journalist who traveled a lot. It was during a vacation in Greece did she meet Hermes. Hermes was smitten with her mother right away due to her red hair and flirtatious nature. They only had a one night stand deal since neither were the type to make a commitment. What Linda wasn’t expecting though was their hook up to result in her getting pregnant, especially since she was on the pill. She never knew Hermes was a god either. Still she was determined to raise Nelly on her own. So Nelly was raised in her mother’s home state of Louisiana. However, her speed ability appeared when she was just a kid and it concerned her mother. While she didn’t understand what was up with her daughter, she didn’t question it either since she had the belief that some things could never be explained logically. But to protect her daughter though, they started traveling frequently when Nelly was 6. It was around this time though that Nelly discovered her nut allergy and it almost cost her life. Hermes, who had been keeping tabs on them this whole time, knew fear for the first time, came around because he didn’t want her to grow up without knowing she had a father.

Up to this point, Nelly didn’t care that she didn’t have a father since her mother was always honest with her. So she was genuinely surprised when Hermes did come into her life. Even though Hermes wasn’t known for his honesty, he did end up revealing his divine nature to both Linda and Nelly, especially since Linda directly asked him if he knew what was happening with Nelly. It was also at this point that Nelly got her nickname, for it was given to her by Hermes. She liked it so much that she refused to be called by her birth name, Penelope. Only her mother was allowed to say it.

Nelly was an active kid and loved discovering new things. Sometimes this resulted in her getting into trouble and this was how she busted her front two teeth when she was only 9. After her accident, she did her best to be more cautious, at least when it came to her physical safety. She soon started developing her abilities as she grew older and Hermes came around more often to help her hone them.

By the time she was 18, she moved out on her own. Even though she only got a GED, she was able to take care of herself through odd jobs and making money off of her pictures. She always loved photography, thanks to her mother’s influence, and became very proficient at it. She’s now made enough money to afford her own place, but has recently decided to check out Camp Athens, and it’s not just because of her father’s sudden request either. He’s recently become very protective of her due to what recently happened to Demeter's daughter since he had a hand in her rescue and wants to make sure his baby girl is safe.





h e x c o d e x // x #483D8B x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x Debby Ryan x // x c r e a t o r x // x Zodia195 x // x c s x // x mjolnir

So begins...

Penelope Givens's Story

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Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Nicholas Bower Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Rae Meadows Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas
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xxxxxPoseidon spent a majority of the trials in a stoic and speculative silence. He watched and waited. Not only did he observe the varying nightmares, fears and flashbacks laid out before him, but he also studied the crowd, their reactions and interactions. He wasn't as kind of a God as his brother pretended to be, but he wasn't an evil man. There was a lesson that needed to be learned and he took it upon himself to teach it. There was no room for softness with the demigods. They were placated far too long and that was at an end.

xxxxxMost of the demigods heeded his warning. A majority of the trials passed with little to no more outbursts and relative silence beyond the whispers amongst companions. While they behaved so did he. There was no need to instill more anger or fear into unless necessary, at least for the time being. And he didn't say a word for a long while until the trials hit a couple hitches towards the end. First, Andromeda Bolton didn't seem to come out of the illusion like the others. Under other circumstances he would have been content to let her dig at the dirt until she snapped out of it, but he had things to do and a realm he had been away from for too long. So instead, he had Hecate address her daughter so they could proceed.

xxxxxThen it was time for the final trial. Liam. Not necessarily the singular cause for Poseidon's arrival at the camp but a strong motivator. He kept his word and made the boy wait and watch as everyone else suffered through their illusions. And to no surprise, his trial only seemed to amplify the man's anger and rage. It painted him in a worse light, if possible. Then it ended, but the Gods could not regain their control fast enough.

xxxxx"I'm going to kill someone." Poseidon felt his rage and was on the move before the son of Ares charged. Him and the other Gods had the demigod restrained before he could do any harm.

xxxxx"Unfortunately, due to the danger that Liam presents, he will not be immediately returning to camp. We have a special place for animals like him." He motioned his hand towards Ares and Apollo who moved to either side of Liam, taking hold of his arms. "Liam O'Connor will be taken to Tartarus for a much needed attitude adjustment. He will return to camp once I believe he is no longer a danger to the rest of you."

xxxxxWith a nod of his head, the Gods that had joined Poseidon disappeared, taking Liam along with them. Poseidon remained behind to address the rest of them one final time. "I hope this was a lesson to you all. While fights are inevitable, murder is not. The death of Jennova Ambers and the near deaths of Sylas Astor and Andromeda Bolton will not stand. Tomorrow I will be sending my son to join you. With his arrival you shall recommence training. He will be my eyes and ears at camp. So know that just because I may not see it, doesn't mean I will not hear about it."

xxxxxPoseidon took one final look at all of the campers, even meeting their gaze if they managed to look up towards him. "Don't make me come back here again. I promise, I will not be so forgiving." He ran his hand back through his hair before slamming his trident down on the ground. "You're dismissed." With that, he disappeared leaving the demigods in the arena with one another in silence, absent the Gods.

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Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox
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Nelly had to take a deep breath after Iliana's trial. Now that was rough to watch. It was no wonder why the young woman was the way she was. Right now she looked like a broken doll, rocking herself back and forth. At times like this, Nelly didn't know what to say. She did see Ethan move slowly towards her though.

Ethan didn't know if his serenity powers would work on Iliana at the moment, who didn't even want to be touched, but he wanted to try something. Heath was clearly distraught, having been rejected by her. His mother had been starting to teach him to use his serenity inducement without touch, but that was harder to do accomplish. Ethan was still a bit shaken by his own trial, but he knew by trying to help Iliana, he'd be able to have something to focus on other then anything else. So slowly he sends out his energy towards Iliana. The blonde feels his energy, but is still too consumed with images of the past to fully accept it. She blots out everything else entirely. She was broken, inside and out.

The next trial was Theo's, the late arrival. For Heath, even though it was a trial, it was frustrating to watch someone not come up with a battle plan. Attacking at will was never a good idea. Even though Heath had yet to learn how to plan out battles himself, even he knew you had to have one. He did feel sorry that this was one of Theo's fears though. Also, Heath had never been in that position himself so he couldn't say how he would react. Every minute or two he kept looking at Iliana, grateful to Ethan for trying to help her.

Nelly couldn't help but wonder how she would fare in a battle in general. She knew coming to this camp would would learn to train, but as far as her abilities went, she didn't know where she'd fit in. At the moment she was totally focusing on anything BUT her own trial because it kept filtering in the back of her mind, plaguing her. It was very annoying to say the least. At least she didn't come out worse like some. She would just put those images under 'nightmares' that she had in the past, because she did have them. She also felt compared to most, hers was nothing, even though she had nearly died in the past like her trial revealed. She honestly wasn't too worried about others seeing her fears. Nelly, unlike her father, was a terrible liar anyway, at least when it came to keeping secrets.

After Theo's trial, it was finally Andy's. Heath knew after her it be Liam's and this all would finally be over. Andy's trial didn't surprise Heath too much, at least those who were present in it, given Alex's trial and what Iliana saw the other day. Come to think of it, Heath wondered why neither of the Valises nor Duke were at least present for these trials. He couldn't help but question why Poseidon didn't demand they take it if he was all about being fair. His mother never talk about her relationships with other gods since she wasn't that kind of person, but if Greek myths were to be believed, Athena and Poseidon had a bit of a rivalry between each other. Deciding not to dwell on it, he focused more on the trial, which was brutal. Heath despised those who deceived others. His eyes inadvertently glanced at Sylas. There was someone capable of it. Still, it be wrong to just think Sylas was the only one.

Last but not least it was Liam's turn. Much like Iliana's trial his was nothing but memories, but Heath wondered the context of them. It was all action, no build up. Still the man upon finishing his trial, was like a bull ready for action. Heath tensed up when he said he was going to kill someone. However, what happened next scared him as much as his own trial. The madman made a dash for him. It was like his life flashed before his eyes. Iliana felt Liam's blinding rage heading their way and turned to see the Ares child come upon her brother. She would have jumped, but Poseidon was obviously faster then her and got to Liam before she could get fully out of her seat. She had felt her own rage rise up too and honestly would have probably kill the guy himself if Poseidon hadn't subdue him. The thought terrified her. She really was a monster. She barely heard the words as the gods finally dismissed them and left with Liam. It was then she realized that Ethan had his arms around her as she was crying and screaming again. She hadn't even realized it.

Ethan was trying his darn best to calm down Iliana, but she was going ballistic. Taking everything within him, he pushed all of his serenity inducement into her, which ended up causing Iliana to collapse, having exhausted herself. The weather had gotten bad again when Iliana lost it, but calmed down when she calmed down. But now Ethan was completely worn out and wanted to lay down himself. He felt sick to the stomach too, having seen his best friend almost get killed. It took Heath several minutes to calm down himself.

Nelly was terrified of what Liam nearly did. However she remember that Poseidon said something about his son coming soon. She looked at Liv at that. But the girl was hard to read. Still it seemed like at least between all of Poseidon's offspring there was some kind of need to prove themselves, if Liv's trial was to be believed. She watched as some campers leave. No what she was suppose to do? Looking at Heath's group, she saw Evelyn approaching them. Better let them be for now. Getting up herself, she wandered from the arena area, deciding to finally get some lunch, she was hungry. First thing first though, she got her cell phone out and called her mother.

"Mom. . . . Yeah I know it's early there, but I had to call. . . . . The gods showed up when two campers fought each other and as punishment, had us all do a trial each where are deepest fears or buried memories were revealed. You can guess what mine was about. . . . . Yeah my near death experience and my fear of needles, but there's more. Mom I know you're careful in your line of work, but if anything were to happen to you . . . . . . sniff . . . . Uh-huh . . . I just wanted to call and tell you I love you and to make sure you were okay. . . . Okay mom, I'll let you get back to sleep, thank you. . . . Hehe, I'll try to stay out of trouble. Bye mom."

Feeling a bit better, she headed for the main hall.




Heath looked up when he saw Evelyn approach them.

“Heath. I’m sorry for what you’ve been through. Truly. You and your family.”

Though still rattled from what happened, Heath nodded.

"Thank you. It's been rough for us. I don't know what will happen now that Iliana remembers everything. Those memories she just saw, most of them were repressed, at least that's what my mother told me. Even I didn't know what exactly happened. A lot worse then I thought. Do you mind telling me what Poseidon said before they left? I was too shaken up to fully pay attention."

Managing to sit up, Ethan also chimed in.

"How you holding up Evelyn? Are you going to be okay?"

He might not have understood Evelyn's trial, but it must have been hard on her, so he wanted to make sure she was okay.

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Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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It was early when Iliana woke up. First thing she registered was how hungry she was. It was then she remembered the events of yesterday. Shuddering, she felt those horrible images come through again. She still couldn't believe she killed someone and almost killed others. Her mind kept trying to tell herself that they were accidents, but she remember the feelings that came, she wanted to hurt those who either hurt her or others. Ashamed, she was lost in thought when her stomach growled loudly. Working on automatic, she got up and saw the clock, seeing how early it was. She didn't know what to do. Well, food was first on the agenda. She figured Heath and Ethan were either out and about or still asleep. Not wanting to see either of them at the moment, she was fine with either scenario. She took a shower and got changed before going into the living room and didn't see either of the guys. They would have left a note if they went somewhere. Iliana saw the locator stone on a counter too. So they were probably asleep. Grabbing the locator stone, she still left them a note, more out of habit at the moment. It said the following-

I want to be alone, so I am taking the locator stone with me. Sorry for being a burden.

Lia.


With that she left the cabin and headed for the main hall. No one was there at the moment, thank goodness. But then she turned and saw Sylas in a corner. Looks like she wasn't the only one who wanted to be alone. Wanting to eat in silence herself, she got some breakfast and ate far from Sylas herself.

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Nelly had awaken early herself and decided to get some early morning photography done before getting breakfast. The morning light was often the best and taking pictures was a good distraction for Nelly was still thinking about yesterday. She knew she would move on for it, but with tensions high in camp still, that might be easier said then done. When she heard her stomach growl, she headed for the main hall. First person she saw was Iliana, who was in view of the entrance, despite being in a corner. Smiling, she waved at the blonde, but Iliana wasn't paying attention. From the looks of it, the girl still look broken. Nelly honestly didn't know how to help her. Still, she decided to check on her regardless for she didn't have the heart to ignore her.

"Hey, where are Heath and Ethan? Did you get a good night sleep?"

Iliana looked at the redhead and shrugged. It was then Nelly noticed she didn't bring her notepad or notebook. Did she not want to talk then? Or did she simply forget. Either way, Nelly wasn't finished.

"Hey about yesterday, I know you've been through hell, but just remember there are still people who care about you. I would rely on my mom for strength. You have Heath and Ethan and your own mother. So I guess what I am trying to say is you're not alone okay?"

Iliana nodded, but the words didn't reach her. She was too broken on the inside to truly listen. She didn't know if she could ever forgive herself for her actions, even if others did. It be better if she just left everyone be. Finishing, she got up, took her silverware to the back, and left, without even waving to Nelly.

This hurt Nelly, but she wouldn't let it get to her. Getting her own breakfast, she was about to sit down when she saw Sylas. He looked miserable. Many questions stirred in her head. Deciding to see if Sylas would answer any of them, Nelly approached him and sat down with her food.

"Morning, have you recovered from your injuries yet? Question for you, would you really kill all us just to please your mother? I would hope not. You probably enjoy causing some chaos, since you are a son of Eris, but I am sure even you have your limit. I would appreciate it if you were honest with me this time. You're a bit of an enigma you know." Nelly said.

When Iliana left the main hall, she decided to head for the forest area. Woods always made her at ease. She doubt anyone would find her there. Decision made, she headed in that direction.

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It was a typical morning for Liv. Hell, she didn't remember falling asleep, much less the first thirty minutes of waking up. The zombie child slogged her way toward the shower, took care of hygiene, and then fit together some lazy clothes. Well - that's what she did at first. The realization that her brother was coming to camp hit her as if she had been too mentally foggy from that just waking haze to recall such an important detail.

She's a daughter of Poseidon, one of the three strongest Demigods. At least in her book anyway. It would do Liv best to dress decently. She was perfectly aware of her brother's existence and has been for quite a long time. Nicholas was handsome, and his warm charisma only served to accent his good looks. Unlike Liv, he seemed to have a hang of his emotions, and he was amiable and outgoing; helpful and a protector. She's never met anyone that didn't like him for one reason or the other.

The worst part is that he didn't even try to vie for their father's attention; he simply received it in full. Something about his abilities was more innate than her own. More powerful? More natural with his personality? She didn't know what it was, but as she tugged off her loungewear for something a little more "proper" and flattering, she grumped about him under her breath.

What a pain. What a nightmare. He didn't have to be at Camp Athens when he was receiving such good graces from his father already. She pulled on her heels boots, zipped them up, and then forced herself to get out of her cabin and grab some coffee from the chow hall.

"Liv! Just the little sis I needed to see," a voice was suddenly right in front of her, and the poor woman ran right into a wall of muscle. When she stepped back and looked up, her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her skull. Nicholas Bower.

A scoff fled her lips and she placed a hand on her hips in protest of his amiable approach, "We are related by blood only, Nicholas. Halfway, even. Do yourself a favor and stay out of my way. You have your lane, and I have mine. Let's keep it that way forever."

A hand rubbed at the back of Nick's neck before he spread his arms out to the side, palms facing her in surrender, "Come on, Liv, I am not here to challenge your place."

She sneered at him, "What is there to challenge, Daddy's Boy?" That said, she stepped around and left him behind to continue down her bath.

The son of Poseidon just sighed. It was going to be a long road. He had his bags with him, so before he made any appearances anywhere else, he should at least settle into his cabin. He went to go do that after Liv stormed off.

Eventually, Liv made it to the chow hall. Fortunately, not many others were there. Upon first glance, there was only Sylas, and then a busy Penelope made a beeline for the guy that very obviously wanted to be alone. All she wanted to grab was a quick cup of black coffee and then maybe go out somewhere to be by herself, but she couldn't help but gravitate toward Sylas as he was completely invaded by a blathering Penny.

Without so much as a word, and with only the click-clack of her heeled boots carrying her across the hall, she ended up at Sylas' table. Like any bully, there wasn't a reason for anything that followed. It was simply that Liv needed someone to victimize, and the redhead was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"You're in my spot." She shoved the girl's tray off of the table where it clattered on the floor, pushed her chair aside along with Penny still seated on it (not caring if she fell on her ass in the process), and placed a separate chair in its place. Then Liv plopped her ass down and drank her coffee in silence.

Sylas and Liv were not in conversation mode, but they could at least sit there and brood about their shitty lives, parents, and siblings together. Fun. The mean duo would be the least likely to draw more mouthy idiots like Penelope to them. Some people just didn't know how to mind their own business. But hey, maybe she learned today.

In the meantime, Nicholas had spent his time unpacking and getting his cabin together. It wasn't much, but hey - he was that kind of guy anyway; minimalistic. The fact that he was currently wearing a shirt went against his minimalist ideals, to be honest.

He left his cabin behind and traveled down the beaten path. Nicholas was new to Camp, but he did know where to go. While he didn't get an in-depth brief of the whole situation, he at least got a good idea of the layout. After all, he'd be bringing the Camp together for a training session sometime today. He thought that it might be a great way to resolve some growing tensions in the group, and maybe get the Demigods to do something other than fuck and fight.

Wouldn't that be nice?

Anyway, he did get the approval from Poseidon to go ahead and get it started. Nicholas was a natural leader that sometimes got a bit carried away in such a role. If no other Demigod would step up to the plate, he would take the whole thing over and whip them into shape. It's just how he rolls. Some would call that arrogance, but he called it a passion to always be moving forward. He liked to be active. He didn't want to dwell in any drama or whatever crap was going on to get the whole Camp put through Trials and one Demigod sent to Tartarus.

He shoved his hands in his pockets and roamed when he came across a clearing. He brought a hand up and swept away a thin branch that hung from a tree - and like Camp Athens was reading his mind - there it was. A training arena. It wasn't anything grand. It was made of stone with pillars that were sort of dilapidated from age. There was sand in the pit and some seating in the form of stone benches.

Everything a Demigod would need to fight their battles was within reach; weapons, the elements, and much more.

"How to get them to come without pulling the Poseidon card," he muttered to himself as his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't want to just be known as the Son of Poseidon. He was his own man, too. He had his own drive and desire apart from his father's. He was not the Camp Athens babysitter.

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Sylas was content minding his own business as he caffeinated himself and wolfed down some of the food. He thought that sitting as far away from the door as humanly possible would deter people from trying to converse with him, but it seemed like he had no such luck. Mid bite of a pancake, he looked up to see Nelly beelining her way toward him. Sylas sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fuck."

The red head approached with food in tow. She didn't even attempt to make sure it was ok for her to sit with him. Instead she took a seat at his table like they were old friends, which only made his nostrils flare as he clenched his jaw. He was not in the mood to put on his usual facade and pretend to be his charmingly fake self. He was running on zero sleep and still reeling from his trial, like most of the campers would be... aside from Nelly it seemed. "Morning, have you recovered from your injuries yet?"

He sighed as he swallowed the food he had been chewing. Sylas might have even responded, but Nelly waited maybe a fraction of a second before babbling on. "Question for you, would you really kill all us just to please your mother? I would hope not. You probably enjoy causing some chaos, since you are a son of Eris, but I am sure even you have your limit. I would appreciate it if you were honest with me this time. You're a bit of an enigma you know."

"Do you breathe between sentences? Or is it all across the brain and out the mouth?" Sylas asked as he pointed his fork at her. The question was rhetorical, he didn't want a long winded explanation about why she talks so much or is so curious about his life. He just wanted her to go away. "Last time I checked, a brief... and awkward encounter during 7 minutes in heaven did not make us friends." He set his fork down on the table before cupping his hands together. "So, I don't owe you anything, let alone the truth. My trial and my secrets are my business, not the camp's busy body."

Sylas looked over to see Liv get her coffee, then start making her way toward them. Another woman he shared 7 minutes in a confined space with. But at least their time together was far more enjoyable than the awkward conversation he shared with Nelly. His gaze slowly drifted back to the nosy girl in front of him. "Look, you don't ask me about my trial and I don't ask you about your crazy mother." Whether or not that was the implication from Nelly's trial, Sylas didn't care. He didn't care if her mom was a Susie home maker or locked up in a padded room. Nor did he care about her stupid peanut allergy or anything else about her. Out of everyone at camp she was forgettable. The only thing he did know about her was she talked too much and poked her nose places it didn't belong.

Just before Liv arrived at their table, Sylas waved his hand dismissively toward Nelly. "Now, leave me alone." With his words, he used just enough of his powers to compel her to go away and hopefully not bother him for the remainder of the day. He couldn't be bothered. She wasn't interesting enough to worry about manipulating.

Following his comment, Liv arrived not seeming to want to play friendly either. "You're in my spot." She then pushed Nelly's tray off the table and shoved her chair over, before replacing the vacant spot with a new seat. The brunette said nothing else as she sat down in the newly made spot and sipped her coffee.

Sylas watched the encounter indifferently. With silence and Liv replacing the nosy Nelly, he picked up his fork and proceeded to eat his breakfast. He didn't spare the red head a glance afterwards, so he wouldn't notice if she scoffed, got angry or whatever else. He didn't care. She was stupid for thinking she could come over to him and just magically get him to open up to her. Obviously because she said she'd appreciate the truth, he had to oblige. Bullshit. He didn't owe her or anyone else at that fucking camp an explanation. If someone was so desperate to know what his trial meant, then they owed him the same courtesy they expected from him... The truth.

Once they were alone, Sylas scooted his plate forward a few inches before he held out his fork toward Liv. It was a silent gesture of thanks, which was more than what a lot of people got from him. His plate still had plenty of food on it that was relatively hot that the girl was welcome to help herself too. Hell, they had their tongues down each other's throats, he didn't give a shit about sharing a fork.

After several more minutes of quiet, sharing food and a comfortable silence Sylas sighed. "Did she just roll out of bed this morning and think, 'I wanna bug the guy who killed everyone in his trial?'" He was thinking out loud more than really trying to start a conversation. Sylas was annoyed and just felt the need to vent a little. Liv didn't seem like the kind of girl who scared easily. She was the type of woman who scared others. But if his comment made her uncomfortable or frightened her away, he didn't care. It was par for the course at that point. The one thing he could count on was scaring people away.

"What is it about people at this fucking camp thinking they are entitled to the truth? It's like they assume because they asked nicely that you'll just tell them whatever they want to know." Sylas was frustrated. It was apparent by his tone and angry verbal vomit. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Sorry," he mumbled under his breath as he leaned back in his chair. Tense didn't begin to describe how he was feeling after the past day or two. Everything seemed to set him on edge more than it already did. Nelly's presence just made it worse.

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Heath was slow in getting up. Normally he was very prompt in getting up at a certain time, but after yesterday he felt too lazy to even set his alarm. Checking the time, he decided to get up anyway. Wondering if Ethan or Iliana was up, he got dressed in casual clothes for he didn't feel like jogging that morning. He knew he was not his normal self, but yesterday had been rough so he decided to give himself an 'off day' as it were. He had bad days before but admitted they rarely affected him this much. After getting dressed, Heath went out of his room. He pondered knocking on his sister's room but decided not to. It was then he saw a note on a counter and saw it was from Iliana. It was brief, but it had a major effect on Heath. Not being able to locate Iliana set his nerves on edge. Immediately he checked Iliana's room and indeed she was gone. He also saw the locator stone was missing. Swearing, Heath started pacing back and forth. This was how Ethan found him when he exited his room. He had slept a good 12 hours and was feeling much better. However, his peace of mind was disrupted when he saw how frantic Heath was.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Heath turned and said, "Lia's gone! She took the locator stone with her!"

Ethan saw the note that Heath was holding and merely took it before reading it.

"I am sure Iliana is okay Heath. She just wants to be alone," Ethan said, trying to calm down the blonde with his words.

"But what if she gets lost and I can't find her? She was devastated from yesterday's events. She didn't even eat supper or come out of her room!" Heath shouted, panic and anxiety overwhelming him.

"Heath, chill! Do you really think anyone who works at this camp would allow anything to happen to Iliana? Not to mention there are those that Demeter has instructed to watch over Lia, like the dryads who live in the trees here."

What Ethan said made sense, but in one of those rare moments, Heath's own fears told him otherwise.

"I don't care, Ethan! Iliana's alone and I am terrified of what will happen to her. I need to know she's safe with my own 2 eyes! Mother wouldn't let me see Iliana when she was in Olympus healing and I promised myself that I would always make sure she was safe!"

"Believe me, I remember her telling you that, I was there after all. Iliana is a grown woman though too though, she just might need to sort things out for herself. You saw what she wrote here, she doesn't want to be a burden. If you keep trying to coddle her, that's all she'll ever see herself as! Now Heath, calm down please, panicking isn't going to help."

Ethan didn't want to, but he used his serenity inducement on Heath. He was still recovering though, so he only used a little. Heath, still frantic, did manage to take a few deep breaths.

"I still need to know she's okay Ethan. I will try to give her space, but I need to know she's safe first. I am going to look for her. You're welcome to come with me."

"Why don't you grab something to eat first, Heath. You'll need your energy."

Ethan knew he couldn't stop Heath once he made up his mind about something, but he could at least try to help. Heath looked at his friend and nodded and the two left their cabin.




"Do you breathe between sentences? Or is it all across the brain and out the mouth?"

What in the world was that suppose to mean? Of course she could breath in between sentences! Still, Nelly recognized an insult when she heard one, at least by Sylas's tone. This did confirm one thing, he had dropped the 'charming' act. He then commented about their 7 minutes in Heaven session and this confused Nelly even more. So much so that she had to comment on it.

"Um, did I ever say we were friends? I was just trying to cordial, Sylas, which never hurts anyone if you ask me."

He finally answered her question and basically told her to mind her own business and to leave him alone. Nelly was just about to do that, when suddenly she heard Liv telling her she was in her spot. Suddenly her food was discarded and she herself was shoved out of her seat and landed right on her side.

"Ow!"

Getting up and cleaning the mess Liv made she looked at the unpleasant demigoddess and said, "Thank you for assisting me in finishing my meal and out of my seat Liv," and turning to Sylas, "And thank you for answering my question too, Sylas. They say misery loves company, so I wish ya'll a good morning."

With that she took her ruined breakfast to the back and restock. She knew she had the tendency to get into trouble, but she also knew better then to stir things up more too, which definitely would have been the case had to talked to Sylas and Liv in the way they talked to her. Still she didn't like it how rude they were. After getting some more food, she looked and saw a new face. So there were still new arrivals coming huh? This new one was another brunette. With a smile, she approached the young woman.

"Morning! Mind if I sit here? I hate being alone."

After sitting down, Nelly was quick to introduce herself.

"My name is Penelope Givens, but I prefer Nelly. I am a daughter of Hermes."

Nelly held out a hand in greeting.

A few minutes later, Heath and Ethan entered the hall. Heath's eyes scanned the room for Iliana, but didn't see her. He hoped she got something to eat. He saw Sylas and Liv, but wasn't in the mood to ask them if they had seen his sister. He did see Nelly with an unfamiliar face though and figured it wouldn't hurt to ask her.

Nelly saw the guys come in and saw Heath making a beeline for her.

"Nelly have you seen Iliana?"

"Yeah, she was here when I arrived. She didn't stay long though. She didn't have her notebook either. Why do you ask?"

"Because I am trying to find her. Sorry to interrupt you," Heath said, looking at the brunette Nelly was sitting with and nodding before going to get himself breakfast.

Ethan nodded to the two also before following his friend. The two got their food and ate at another table by themselves.

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Julia hadn't noticed much going on around her, she was still a little groggy from the time zone difference and travelling. Some of the faces that were in the dining hall looked the tiniest bit familiar to the daughter of Zeus. She never really met many people here when she first arrived last year, but she did see a lot of people go by her cabin or in this very hall eating food. Julia had just been really good at sticking to the back of the building and made sure no one paid much attention to her. That or she'd get Andy to bring her back food.

Speaking of which, where was Andy? Julia's biggest clue was that she was probably still asleep. Maybe if she didn't see the daughter of Hecate awake by the time she was done with her cereal she would go wake the girl up.

The morning was quiet, until she head the sudden movement at a couple tables ahead of her. The brunette girl had just pushed the other one out of her chair claiming it was her spot. Julia's spoon halted in the air where it was. Did people really have a complex like that? A god complex even though they were only merely half of a god on a good day? She rolled her eyes, noting that today wasn't the day to pick fights with people and she would let it be.

Her mind kept fleeting to how Jace would have made friends here easily and she would have them by association, but sadly he was no longer here to be that person for her. Julia was capable of doing it and maybe if she gave an honest shot she could. There was still the nagging feeling of not wanting to and just letting her depression settle about it. At least she wasn't considered a danger to herself anymore, not that she minded spending time with Andy.

Her train of thought was interrupted by a girl coming up and asking if she could sit there with her. Julia just gave a shrug, not really caring either way what the girl did, but she took a seat immediately. As soon as she sat down the words came out, and it was a true blessing that the daughter of Zeus was not hung over today because this might have been too much.

She saw the hand extended forward from the girl who introduced herself as Nelly and instantly Julia knew it would be rude if she didn't shake her hand. The brunette extended her hand forward to grasp it and shake it. "Good to meet you, Nelly." Said with a slight smile, before eating her cereal a bit more.

Nelly must have known quite a few people at camp, because it wasn't long tow boys with similar hair came up asking about another girl. "Who?" She mumbled quietly to herself, but soon enough the two were off to breakfast and out of sight.

Julia assumed, it was only fair to introduce herself at this point and sighed, "I'm Julia and I guess if we're stating lineage, I'm a daughter of Zeus." She said, not that she liked being tied to that man whore.

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Bound, tired, and defeated, Vincent tried to sit himself up but due to his circumstances found the task annoyingly difficult. After struggling for about a minute he was finally able to navigate towards a wall. Using his bound hands behind his back on the wall he gained enough stability to push and seat himself.

Due to sudden changes in movement Vincent had figured out that he was inside a vehicle, possibly the same one he was placed into before losing consciousness. He was getting adjusted to the darkness and sudden movements when he began to listen around him, in order to find anything that could remotely help him. While listening he heard very little noise beyond the vehicle, aside from the occasional passing vehicle. This probably meant that they were no longer in the city or another highly populated area. Making escape that much more difficult.

Vincent didn't know why his partner betrayed him, he couldn't think of anything that would've motivated her. Maybe they weren't as close as he thought but from what he recalled she seemed reluctant, almost as if she was coerced. Whatever the case was Vincent wanted to find out and the first step to achieving that goal was successfully escaping.

While thinking about how he would escape, Vincent heard several other people inside the vehicle with him. They were breathing lightly and were trying to remain as silent as possible, if Vincent wasn't so focused he may have never heard them. Since the people weren't struggling like he was earlier he believed that they were working with whoever was responsible for his abduction and his partners betrayal.

A little bored and curious about who was able to get the jump on him, Vincent smirked and addressed them. "So, who are you guys working for exactly? I don't remember pissing off anyone recently but I have my fair share of enemies . . ." If he was going to be bound and blindfolded, he may as well make transporting him as miserable for them. They didn't want him dead, at least not yet, so he felt safe enough.

". . . Let me guess. Do you happen to work with some gambling house? Organized crime perhaps? They would have the ability to do this but that wouldn't have spooked my partner . . ." While talking Vincent had begun fishing for a small blade hidden underneath his watch. After getting a good grasp on it he then began dismantling the cords they had bound him with. ". . . Maybe you work for some wealthy old guy I conned out of a small portion of his wealth before sleeping with his attractive and much younger wife? If that's the case, sorry don't remember who it was but tell his wife I miss her terribly."

Before he could continue one of the people watching him was agitated enough to talk, saying , "Why are we still listening to this clown? Doesn't one of you have the ability to put him to sleep, a child of Hypnos? Just make him sleep until we get there. He'll annoy us to death if we don't." Vincent couldn't see the others but he could imagine their expressions after they just revealed who they worked for, the Greek Gods and if Vincent wasn't mistaken most likely his mother, Nemesis.

The other people in the vehicle then began talking, first about the stupidity of the first one to talk and then afterwards what to do now that they've just revealed who they were. During this commotion, Vincent finally was able to break the cord that had bound him. Using his ability to manipulate luck, he tossed himself to the side, towards a voice who was arguing. Within a short time Vincent was able to subdue them with his nerve manipulation and then held the blade on that person's neck.

Everyone became deathly quiet, as Vincent removed his blindfold while still holding the blade threateningly. Looking back and forth those he could see, Vincent applied a little pressure to the blade to ensure their cooperation. "I don't know why she decided today of all days she needed to bring me in but for the past few years I've been more than capable of taking care of myself." He then motioned towards the person in his arms. "And this doesn't really inspire much faith in your capabilities."

He then inched towards the back of the vehicle and the exit, the person still in his grasp. "I'll just see myself out now. Please do try again, you were definitely more successful this round." After opening the back, Vincent flung his hostage towards the others before jumping out of the vehicle and towards freedom.

Before he could celebrate however he saw his mother, smiling to herself, as he landed on the ground. Unable to activate his abilities in time, Vincent was struck on the forehead by Nemesis, becoming paralyzed and his consciousness fading again. "Poor child, you thought you could get out of your mother's loving grasp after she finally got ahold of you?" She crouched down and playfully patted Vincent on the head before tilting hers and saying, "Mother knows what's best for you son. Don't be too mad when you wake up, you'll get to meet many others like you . . . at camp." Unable to retort due to being subdued, Vincent could only stare daggers at his mother until his consciousness finally faded.

When Vincent finally regained consciousness once again he was lying down on a soft bed and looking up to an unfamiliar wooden ceiling. He felt more tired than relieved after his long rest. Tired because he knew it was his mother who had conspired against him with his partner and because he knew now that he was in camp it would be that much harder to leave. He knew that this place was suppose to act like a training ground and refuge for 'his kind' but to Vincent it seemed nothing more than a prettier prison cell.

He also knew that he was going to be dragged into whatever nonsense was occurring between the gods now. Something he was trying to avoid ever since he learned of his and his mother's identity. Vincent didn't know why exactly he felt like he needed to avoid their conflict but something subconsciously told him that he would have some part to play in their madness and he didn't want to be anyone's chess piece.

Now having accepted the fact he was now in Camp Athens, Vincent decided that he needed to learn the lay of the land as well as the others inhabiting it. If he had to put up with the god's bullshit, he may as well have strong capable people next to him or at the very least know which ones are expendable.

He walked downstairs and outside of the cabin he was in, he didn't know if he was sharing it with anyone but if he did the contents inside it were sparse. He could make whatever alterations necessary if he had the ability and resources to. Once outside he looked around, curious of what he could see. There were a number of other cabins surrounding the area, the are in front of him serving as some sort of hub to travel between cabins and other parts of the camp.

One demigod looked like they had just arrived and had walked into their cabin, presumably to sleep. Another one that caught his eye was a man with a little too much pep in his step in the morning. Probably shared a 'good night' with another one. He didn't know where he was heading but Vincent saw a couple of people walking towards a larger hall, possibly a dining hall or cafeteria. After walking down there he saw several other demigods conversing, some arguing over little things. Vincent wasn't interested in whatever was going on between the people there but he was hungry.

Vincent walked into the dining hall, ignoring any stares from people along the way, and grabbed anything that looked remotely edible before looking around for some hot beverages. He found some tea and quickly made himself a cup or two before sitting down at a table away from the others. Choosing to observe them a little before introducing himself. He didn't know the dynamics of this group and he wasn't keen to jump into anything problematic. One of them could even be a sibling of his.

After finishing his food Vincent cleaned his dishes and walked out of the dining room, walking back towards his cabin. Outside the cabin of the first demigod he saw a dog scratching and barking, most likely to its now sleeping owner. The dog was then handled by someone else, a redhead. After watching this scene Vincent wandered until he could hear the soft sounds of waves coming from ahead. Curious he walked towards the sound and found himself at a beach.

Still feeling tired and a little dirty still, after not having showered since his altercation with his mother and those demigods, Vincent decided to take a dip into the water to relax. Taking of his clothes, including his jacket, Vincent ran to the water and began to swim. After swimming, floating, and relaxing for several minutes he swam back to shore and was greeted by the sight of the same redhead he saw earlier, outside the other cabin with a dog.

She was laying down on a towel and presumably 'tanning'. Vincent hadn't met many redheads who tanned but this was a demigod, who knew what she was capable of. Knowing she had probably already heard him coming out of the water and walking towards her, Vincent grabbed his clothes and placed his jacket down next to her and sat on them. He then turned towards the redhead and said, "Hey there, name's Vincent, friends call me Ace. What do you all do when someone new comes to camp? Any interesting demigod rituals?" He watched her, waiting for her reaction and response.


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To summon motivation and face the new day was challenging. Evelyn had been awake for a while but it was one of those days where facing four walls and the ceiling were probably for the best. Not that it'd stimulate her mind and body and she'd drive herself mad with nothing but her own thoughts and inner debates.

Truly unable to win against herself, she sighed and forfeited her bed and simple comfort for an unpredictable day ahead. She showered, getting carried away in reflection and anticipation. But when too many emotions started entwining themselves, she hauled out of her own head and carried on preparing herself, looking presentable as ever. “Get it out of your head,” she whispered to herself. Admittedly, she even took to practising a relaxed neutral expression and a quick face massage in the mirror until the worry subsided.

By that time, walking to the hall, like the others she had spotted in her peripheral, things were fine and it was universally agreed as a fresh day. Rather, to smother what everyone went through as deep down as possible. But that was fine. Upon entry, she scanned those already residing in the hall, including a fresh face that didn't look like a son of Poseidon at all and Nelly talking away like they were the best of friends. Nelly being more the kind to adopt that demeanour. The son of Aphrodite, which her eyes couldn't help but linger on a little longer than intended. Then, there was Liv and Sylas. That helped her decide where she'd be eating at least.

She grabbed some yogurt and fruit as sufficing breakfast, a coffee and headed out practically gliding as she balanced her dishes with ease. Beyond outside and away from crowded places, she hadn't entirely thought out how she was going to eat in peace. So she wandered blindly, bowl and mug in hand, further away from the hall. Her need for an escape and absent mind however led her almost crashing into a male demigod who possessed a brisk pace. She pulled herself up short and gasped, both hands shooting up in an attempt to protect the dishes. It didn't stop the coffee from spilling over on herself, instant burn on her chest and immediate dropping of the kitchen wares. Maybe it hit him too but all she knew for now was the burn she felt. “Jesus, what's the rush?” Evelyn's tone was more shocked than angry. She glanced down at the mess they had made, if she wasn't so distracted and he wasn't in whatever cause for hurry. She peeled off her top and dabbed where the hot liquid had touched her flesh. Yet luck was supposed to be on her side. She could hardly believe it.

Evelyn spared a moment to actually give a proper glance up to the solid figure. Tall, bronze, hazel eyes, dark long hair. Never seen before until now. She might have apologized, only it took two and she hadn't said or acted out of line. So while he was a little intimidating and handsome, Evelyn wasn't going to 'simp' before him or change tunes.

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Ethan and Heath watched as others showed up into the main hall. First was was Evelyn, who left after getting her stuff. Mason was next and then lastly Cherise, who sat where Mason sat. The two friends ate in silence and finished their breakfast.

"I am going to start looking for Iliana now. What are you going to do?"

"I think I'll start mingling with some people. Of course, I know I should be careful doing that. Not everyone appears to be in the greatest of moods." Ethan said, glancing at Sylas and Liv's table.

"Okay. I do wish you help me look, Ethan."

Ethan had a serious look on his face when he answered, "Well, I am going to honor Iliana's wishes for privacy. You know she's not going to be happy if you find her."

Heath honestly didn't care at this moment if his sister was going to be upset with him. He did admit, his own trial still loomed over his head. He had to make sure his sister was safe, and that was that.

"See you," Heath said before getting up and taking his dirty dishes to the back before leaving.

Once he got outside though, he saw Evelyn with someone's jacket on with another new face. Deciding to stay out of it, he merely walks in another direction. He figured he should go back to his cabin first to get one of Iliana's pads and pencil just in case he did end up finding her. Decision made, he went there, got her tablet, and left again. He walked around for a bit before hearing something. It sounded like a song someone was playing. Deciding to investigate, he soon sees someone he doesn't recognize either. Looks like more and more campers were starting to show up. Walking towards her, Heath is careful to not disturb her and waits for her to stop playing before addressing her. Already he can feel drawn to her and wonder why that was. He'd yet to be affected by any woman yet. He wondered who she was. Still her need to find Iliana override any other emotion. Soon the dark haired lady stopped.

"Sorry for interrupting you, but I am looking for my sister and I was wondering if you had seen her. She's 5'2" with long blonde hair and amber eyes. She would be walking around with a necklace with a dark stone on it too. Her name is Iliana."

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Sighing, Ethan looked around. He could talk with Nelly and the new girl, but he decided to let them be. Others who were there he didn't think it be a good idea to join them. So deciding to look elsewhere, he took his own dirty dishes to the back and left. He also saw Evelyn and a new guy. What just happened here? He was curious to find out, but Evelyn didn't look too happy at the moment and the last thing Ethan wanted to do was make her any more upset. Looking in another direction he saw someone coming towards the main hall and soon recognized Wesley. He never really got a chance to interact with Aphrodite's son and hoped now was a good time. Walking in his general direction he could see the guy was in a very good mood, if the look on his face was any indication. Hoping to get his attention, Ethan made sure he was in Wes' line of sight. Once he was near he greeted the man.

"Good morning. I hope I am not being a bother, but I just wanted to introduce myself to you. My name is Ethan Knox and I am Hestia's son. If your heading to the hall, mind if I accompany you? I've already ate, but I wanted to meet more of my fellow campers," Ethan introduced himself as he held out his hand.




Nelly caught the look of confusion on the new girl's face after Heath and Ethan left their table. She would have asked but the camper soon introduced herself as Julia and said her father was Zeus. Nelly's eyes lit up and soon she started talking again.

"Oh wow really?! That is so cool! You know there's two others here who are children of Zeus, but I haven't seen them at all recently. It's like they've vanished. Yesterday, some of the gods visited the camp to make us do a trial, but those two never showed up. I hope they're okay. Maybe they went up to Olympus. Sorry, I have the tendency to say my thoughts out loud when I am revved up. When did you get here Julia? I've been here for several days now. So much has already happened in that brief time. We're suppose to be getting one of Poseidon's sons today too, although I can't remember why at the moment. Is there anything you need help with?" Nelly offered, wanting to not get off on the wrong foot with this new one.

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Julia was convinced that the camp wasn’t all bad and maybe she could meet people and be fine with it. She wasn’t a huge talker some days or that into wanting to be friends with people, but she was really trying today.

So when Nelly started to talk, there were moments where the brunette thought the other girl would be done talking, but she wasn’t. How long can this girl talk for? sounded off in her head, but she didn’t dare ask out loud because she was afraid of what that answer might be.

Julia just stared at her cereal a little bit contemplating if she needed the whole thing or that maybe she could go and get something to eat later, maybe when the hall wasn’t so busy and potentially when Nelly wasn’t around so a girl could eat her food in silence.

Instead, the brunette compromised and began to eat spoonfuls of cereal while the girl talked. When she stopped talking, the daughter of Zeus stood up and gave a smile. ” Well, it was nice talking with you, maybe I will see you around.” She said before taking her dishes to the bin where they belonged.

The girl made haste for the door to leave this place and go back to her cabin. Luckily she had some snacks in there she could eat and then just hide out there away from others.

Julia made the journey back to her cabin, she could see figures in the distance, more than likely to be newcomers. Unfortunately for them, Julia wasn’t typically the hospitable one of the group and she wasn’t walking all the way over there to potentially end up talking to more Nelly’s.

As her feet began to ascent the little steps going up to her cabin, she could hear someone shifting inside. Who in the love of Hades was in her cabin. The brunette opened the door and immediately she couldn’t see anyone but could see her stuff moved around.

Her eyes flickered around the room until she saw him. Sitting there with his feet on her table hand dug deep in her funyuns she brought over from the states.

Matt didn’t even look up at the girl. Obviously, this had to be her cabin, and going through her things meant that this wasn’t a free for all cabin. Oops. “What? The first time you’ve had a man in this cabin?” He said so nonchalantly, still digging in and grabbing the chips to pop into his mouth.

“These are such strange things. You must be American.” He said with a roll of his eyes. He tossed the bag onto her table and left it open.

“You’re going to make them go stale,” Julia mumbled, ignoring his comment about a guy being in her cabin.

“You must be thrilled to have me in your cabin then. You aren’t my usual type, but if you need a hand.” He said with a sly smirk slipping onto his face, and his fingers combing through his mop of chocolate brown hair. It was the one thing he did not spend time doing today, which was a shock because usually, he cared about his appearance.

Julia was still silent as this idiot sat in her cabin as if that didn’t even matter. He sat there right leg over the left, and he was rummaging through his pocket. Was he going to pull out a knife? Instead, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

“Listen, ma belle, I notice that thing you’re wearing around your neck, I bet you’d like it if my hand was there instead, no?” His eyebrow twitched up a little bit and he gave her a playful wink. He couldn’t be blamed for trying, any pretty woman was enough for him. Besides, he mostly just liked to see reactions to things he said and did.

Matt opened the top of the carton and with two fingers picked out one of the cigs, closed the carton, and put it away. He placed the paper-filled tobacco between his index and middle finger letting it rest there with ease. His other hand had a grasp of the lighter, but his thumb was free so it could push down and slide to get the flame to spark.

“Do you mind?” He asked his eyes fluttering up to look at her.

Julia scoffed at him immediately. “Of course I mind, you dip shit.” She said before reaching and grabbing the cigarette out of his hands. “You will not smoke in my cabin.”

“Oh come on, this can be our cabin,” Matt said, laughing a little bit.

“Give me the cigarettes,” Julia demanded with her hand open and waiting.

“I don’t just give up my stuff. Maybe you should try feeling me up for them.” He said cheekily and his body language had shifted so that she could frisk him if she wanted.

“Dream on, loser.” She said and kept the door open. “Now get out of my cabin,” Julia said with a bit of anger.







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Lauren was almost in disbelief this whole time. Was he actually a son of Apollo? Was he for real or was he just pulling her leg? She knew she kind of put herself out there by even mentioning that she was the child of Hestia, a goddess, but Seb was full of surprises and matched her energy.

Part of her was wondering if maybe he thought she was joking, so he was too. Maybe that was it? They were drunk when they started talking about this initially, but something in her gut told her that maybe they were always meant to be friends and fate had situated them together for a reason.

It was morning now, they had explored and found roughly where the camp was, but they had to come back for their things. Lauren’s head was pounding hard as the sun hit her eyes. “Oh god, it burns.” she groaned as she fiddled around in her backpack looking for her sunnies.

Once putting them on it was a bit better, “Do you think we can uber there?” Lauren joked with Seb before she went on to grab the handle of her suitcase. This was going to be an interesting time to find out more about who they were.

“I hope this camp is worth cutting our vacation short.” She groaned. Lauren was hardly a morning person and was most cranky at this hour.

Sébastien had preemptively put on his sunglasses when the sun had first begun to rise. Drunk or not, he won’t make a hangover worse by not being prepared. It was Lauren’s constant bitching that he should’ve been more prepared for. You think he would be after having known her for so long, and if it weren't for his own pounding head he’d probably be fine with it. The morning wasn’t a good time for either of them, but out of the two of them? Sébastien was a lot less of a diva about it-... and that’s saying something.

A grunt was the only response he was willing to give at her ‘uber’ comment, his attention more focused on lugging his suitcase around. He was dragging a Rimowa through the forest. Someone should be shot. “It had better be,” Sébastien replied, rather bitterly, “I swear to you, your mother, and my father-…” he grunted again, struggling to pull his suitcase over a large tree root. Finally, he simply gave up, growling in frustration before grabbing it by the handle and just carrying the damn thing. “If there’s no indoor plumbing at this fucking camp, we’re leaving. I’ll be damned if I let a perfect hotel room go to waste just because our parents couldn’t invest in some decent living conditions.”

Lauren knew better than to bitch while with Seb, but that was all she could focus on otherwise the pounding headache would be worse if she was in total silence. He was not a morning person by any means and neither was she, so they made a very grumpy pair.

“We probably should have looked inside the damn camp before lugging your rich boy suitcase through the trees.” The girl said, rolling her eyes. She had managed to pack most of her shit in her backpack and she had a small carry-on suitcase with her as well, which was easy enough to heave over tree branches and whatnot.

“Too bad neither of us had flight powers I guess.” She said Lauren wasn’t going to shut up just because she knew Seb would want her to. No, he had been a giant pain in her ass for years, it was only fair she got to be one now.

As they advanced, she could almost see the camp in the distance. “Fuck, finally.” She said with almost an excited tone lingering in her voice. She paused for a few minutes to grab her hair, combing from the sides and from the top so she could twist her now handheld ponytail into a bun and tie the hair tie around it.

She grabbed ahold of the handle for hopefully the last time as they neared the entrance and in a couple of seconds later passed through it. “Time to figure out where to put our stuff and check this place out, huh?”

He should’ve packed lighter, all things considered. Sébastien didn’t want to leave anything behind, of course, but the thought of having to lug all of this shit back if things didn’t work out was giving him an even bigger migraine. He almost envied his friend’s insight. She may not be as drag as she used to be, but her fashion sense couldn’t hold a candle to his. His suitcase and Louis Vuitton travel bag were filled to the brim with all the latest fashions, something that was sure to go to waste in a run-down summer camp. If he were more prepared for such a venture he would’ve invested in something more casual, maybe even a little sporty. The thought was almost too much to stomach. Just picturing himself dressing down… rolling around in the dirt… it disgusted him. Surely there must be some attractive people for him to woo with his dashing good looks and impeccable appearance. He just hoped it would be enough to make all of this worth it.

Utter relief struck him to his very core when they neared the camp, only amplifying tenfold when they stepped inside. They took a break at the entrance, his long fingers pushing his hair back and out of his face. His gaze swept over the camp, picking out the few buildings that must have been for community use judging by their size. The residential cabins looked to be further out, deeper in the forest, with most of the closer ones already inhabited. “I guess we should start looking,” Sébastien said, lightly prodding his friend’s side with a pointed elbow, “Maybe you could shack up next to me.”

Lauren could see some of the facilities from where she was standing. She was most excited to get her swimsuit on and go tan by the beach or play in the water. That or she really wanted to get going on learning to wield a sword or something, anything dangerous and daring! Of course, the girl knew her best friend here was more concerned with his wardrobe at this moment, Lauren didn’t have time to care about shit like that.

“Make sure you don’t get any dirt on that Louis Vuitton, it would be such a disgrace.” She said, chuckling a little bit, and her eyes must have looked over to the cabins around the same time as he did because he mentioned she could shack up next to her. Her eyes instantly rolled to the back of her head. Of course, he would have to say that, a little annoyed, Lauren made her way towards the cabins not bothering to check if Seb was coming or not.

“It's okay, we all know I’ll have the best cabin in this place.” She said in a matter-of-fact way. It took them a bit to get there but they started to enter the area where cabins were. Some people were still in theirs or some were walking away from the cabins. These were supposed to be people that were just like them, hopefully, they could fit in.

Lauren stopped and looked around, they would have to go a bit further to find the empty ones. “Maybe there’s one that has two bedrooms and we could be roomies.” Lauren teased.

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In one of the those rare moments, Nelly was caught off guard. One minute she was talking to the new camper, at least to her knowledge, and next thing she knew Julia was saying bye to her. What just happened? She had been nice to the girl and tried to be helpful. As she continue to eat, she pondered over it and was having a hard time coming up with something. Best not to dwell on it for now because she was only going to give herself a headache. At least Julia wasn't rude to her like Liv and Sylas, but then again she couldn't blame those two considering yesterday. Speaking of which, Nelly noticed how Liv left Sylas. No chance she was going to try and interact with him again. Nelly knew she wasn't the smartest person here, but she knew when not to push too far. She looked and saw that Cherise was eating with Mason. Mason was someone who always looked like he didn't want to be bothered, plus Cherise looked serious with whatever she was talking about. Wes was here by himself. Wasn't Ethan with him? Heath was definitely gone. Finishing her meal, instead of talking with Wes, Nelly figured she ought to explore the camp more while taking pictures. She still hadn't seen the whole camp yet. Decision made, Nelly got up, took her dirty dishes to the back and left.

Returning to her cabin, she grabbed her camera and headed out again. After walking for a bit she found herself near some cabins when she saw two people with suitcases walking about. Curiosity peaked, Nelly came closer. The first thing she noticed was the amount of luggage one of them had and it seamed to belong to the male since he was carrying it. Wow, did the man bring everything but the kitchen sink with him? She couldn't hide the surprise on her face before finally coming close enough to speak to the pair. Shaking her head, she put on a smile.

"Good morning, do you need any help? My name is Penelope, but I prefer Nelly. I take it you two are demigods? I am Hermes' daughter."

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Iliana had inadvertently fallen asleep in the tree she was in. So when Duke called out to her, she woke up so quickly, that she nearly fell out of the tree. But thankfully she had been laying on a thick branch and grabbed a hold of it instinctively. Looking down, she saw Duke just as he was finishing up his words. Her eyes widen a bit in surprise to see him. If Duke was back, then were Alex and Ajax back too? She contemplated going down the tree to ask Duke, but remembered she still couldn't talk. Plus she still didn't think it best to be around Duke either, no right now. Her heart was still pounding from the scare though. So she merely looked at Duke as he left her. She looked around and saw no sign of the Valises. What was she to do now? She wanted to avoid people, but she wanted to know if the Valises were back too. Then again, if Duke was able to find her, then that mean others could too. Plus, it might be best to just keep walking around. She didn't want to be caught off guard again.

Carefully, Iliana climbed down the tree and looked in the direction Duke went. Thinking it over, she wondered if it was best to go back to her cabin to grab her tablet. While she didn't want to talk to anyone, she also didn't want to come off as rude either by not being able to talk to them at all. At least with her tablet, she could tell others she wanted to be alone. The hard part was avoiding Heath, or even Ethan. So she would be very careful.

Iliana managed to luck out when she arrived back at her cabin. She hadn't seen either of her cabin mates, much to her relief. She was nervous entering the cabin. Looking around she saw that neither Heath nor Ethan were here. Deciding to be quick, Iliana grabbed her fully charged tablet and was out again within minutes. Walking outside, she headed for the area around the stables.

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Ethan, hands in his pockets, was roaming around aimlessly. He was really starting to get bored. He'd yet to find anyone to interact with. Maybe he ought to go back to his cabin and just work on his own designs more. He did miss college and since being here, he really wanted to get back to one of his favorite activities. He couldn't help but wonder when they would start training too since he knew that was a major reason his mother wanted him to come here. One ability he especially wanted to make use of more was his architectural alteration but he didn't know how that could be used training wise. When Ethan heard the word 'training' he thought of combat situations and Ethan was definitely not good at that. He didn't know the first thing about combat.

As he walked he neared some cabins and saw one of the cabin doors open. He would have passed by, but unintentionally heard someone say, “Now get out of my cabin.”

Hearing the anger and concerned of what may be happening, Ethan knocked on the wall of the cabin and called out, not wanting to enter the cabin without permission.

"Excuse me, is everything okay?'

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”Th-Thank, you. Fortunate might not be my word for it, but I can’t really go back to relaxing since I’d be worried about you, and Lia.”

That definitely got Heath's attention. He definitely didn't mention Iliana's nickname to this woman. The only people who knew her nickname were Ethan, his family and himself. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Heath knew Iliana had interacted with a few people online in the past before her abduction. Was this Veronica one of those people? It was unlikely, but Heath couldn't think of any other reason. He wouldn't think about it right now for there were more important things to focus on, but he would ask her about it at some point.

Veronica offered her services in helping him find Iliana though and in return he could help her about camp.

"Um, sure. I've only been at camp for several days though, so I don't know how much help I can be."

He already knew he wouldn't tell her about all the drama that happened, but he would warn her of a few people if she asked. Heath was never one to gossip so he wasn't about to start now. He did wonder what Veronica wanted to know for there really wasn't much to say about camp.

He listened to Veronica when she mentioned she was Aphrodite's daughter. That made perfect sense. It annoyed him that he was having a hard time controlling himself. He imagined it was frustrating for Veronica too. It then occurred to Heath that Veronica was Wesley's sister, or half-sibling at least. Heath did wonder just how many half siblings he had. He knew his mother was picky when it came to men. Not wanting to think about that at the moment though, Heath turned back to Veronica.

"Thank you for telling me that Veronica. It really helps to know it's not just all me. I'll try my best to not get tongue-tied around you. I also appreciate you wanting to help me find my sister. Hopefully one of the other campers has spotted her. Shall we?"

Heath turned from her and saw two figures nearby. Squinting, Heath saw that it was Theo and Daniel. Maybe they had seen Iliana.

Turning towards Veronica, Heath asked, "Do you mind if I ask those guys about Iliana? I think those two were here last year, so they probably can tell you more about the camp then me. If you don't want to interact with them, it's fine. I'll be right back."

Veronica shook her head, indicating she wasn't going to follow. Nodding in acknowledgement, Heath headed straight for the two men.

"Morning, you two know my adopted sister, Iliana right? Have either of you seen her? She went off on her own this morning and I want make sure she's okay."

He was pretty sure they remembered her since she was one of the last ones to have a trial yesterday. Then again, they might not have paid attention to her trial either.

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By the gods, was Nicholas secretly blessed by Aphrodite before being tossed into Camp Athens? He must’ve been because every time he turns around, another woman is running right into him— or he into her, depending on how one reads the situation.

Here he was just walking; hands in his pockets, a hum in his throat, thoughts in his mind about all that had transpired thus far in his short time here. The redhead, for whom he is cursing himself for not catching the name of… the Aphrodite girl that he had unintentionally insulted. Possibly. He thought to himself, it couldn’t get any worse. Right?. Or better? He placed an index finger on his chin as he wondered, Was it good or bad luck? His head went from side to side, as though weighing the thoughts in his head. Well, beautiful women running into you doesn’t happen every day. Then again... he frowned, Would the Aphrodite child tell everyone he’s a perv later? He made a disgusted look at no one in particular and judging by his motions, he was having a conversation in his own head anyway. I’m not a perv… it wasn’t my fault.

It was right in the middle of starting to ponder the redhead when his instincts kicked in and an arm dashed down to brace the back of Blair. A hand folded gently around her waist, and he brought her up and helped her regain her balance. What seemed like half a heartbeat, her fingers grasped his biceps and they were intimately close. Not that he’d complain much.

His internal voice asked, Am I the child of Poseidon and Aphrodite?

Since the woman seemed to revel in the close proximity, he made no real motion to create additional space between them. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry," she apologized, but the way she smiled and giggled said otherwise. She’s not that sorry, if she is at all. "The outdoors and I aren't really simpatico. But I wouldn't mind being on a first-name basis with you."

Simpatico. Simpatico. What did that mean? It must be French, he thought. No one said he was the sharpest tool in the shed, just one of the sturdiest. He just chuckled at that and pretended he understood, but she could probably tell that his brain wasn’t all that intellectual. Not that it appeared she was looking for some profound conversation anyway. Not with the way she’s flirting and hanging onto him without any shame at all.

"I'm Blair," she introduced herself, and he took her hand and gave it a firm but still semi-gentle shake. She was a woman, after all. He was ungodly strong and had to mind himself.

"Nicholas, but you can just call me Nick," he responded as he finally stepped back. It just occurred to him that he should, at the very least, give the other demigods a warning before just summoning them to train out of the blue. That’d be starting out on the wrong foot with a lot of the others, and he may already end up in hot water with the guys depending on who all these hot women belonged to. They just had to belong to someone.

Nick wanted to stay and flirt a little, but he also had a job to do in Camp Athens. He looked at her and tilted his head in thought. You know what? He could do both. Ah, but typically he wasn’t the quickie sort of guy, even though she was certainly tempting. So tempting.

"Coming, Blair?" he inquired as he began to walk backward. He eventually turned around to head for the main office of the Camp, which was just past the chow hall. A short walk.

Blair quirked a brow at his offer. Well that didn’t take long. Perhaps it was she that was the daughter of Aphrodite. Then again, it was never women who struggled to find someone to warm their bed. Hell, what better way to christen camp than to have a little fun with Fabio. Sure, he didn’t seem like the smartest guy out there, but she wasn’t flirting with him for his brains. Dumb boys were always the easiest to get what she wanted from anyway. So, she said nothing but followed after him, wherever he led her.

They arrived at their destination; a small office that was empty save for the P.A. system. That’s what he needed. Once he shut the door, he turned toward the raven-haired woman and smirked. If she was looking for a dumb guy that would just easily hand over the reaffirmation that she could have any dumb guy she wanted - well, she certainly got it.

He’s going to blame the jacked-up hormones on the aftereffects of Aphrodite’s daughter for what happens next. He hooked his hands under her bottom, hoisted her up once she had her arms wrapped around his neck, and walked her toward the counter with the P.A. system, "I’m normally more of a romantic, but I had a run-in with the daughter of Aphrodite, and I am a bit… on edge." And that was hardly even the tip of the iceberg.

Blair’s coy act faded away when they were in the privacy of the office. She had already gotten him and she was far from coy. As Nick scooped her up, her legs instinctually wrapped around his waist. Her fingers snaked through his dark locks and gave them a playful tug. "Whatever you need to tell yourself, dollface."

He released her, moved between her legs as she settled on the counter, but he leaned off to the side and past her to press a button to turn the system on. His voice would echo through the entire camp - inside the facilities and outside.

"Good morning, Campers," he began then went on to introduce himself, "I’m Nicholas Bower, and as you’ve heard from Poseidon, I will be assisting in your training." He kept one of his hands on her thighs and as he continued to address the camp Blair’s hands trailed down his chest. They stopped when they found the top of his jeans. With a smirk, she began to unzip them. "It is now...," he paused and looked at the watch he clearly didn’t have on his right wrist, "...something o’clock, so be ready at the training arena at 4:30 pm sharp. This training is mandatory. Be dressed for the part, and everything else will be provided for you."

Being the sturdy, but not sharpest tool, in the shed - he forgot to turn the P.A. system off, "Why’d you have to wear pants?" He sighed at that, but it was playfully disappointed rather than actually disappointed. But lowkey… he was a little disappointed.

"I want you to work for your meal." In the confines of the small office, Blair quickly turned from prey to predator. She wasn’t some naive girl who didn’t know how boys were, but a woman who knew exactly what she wanted from a man. A minx. She grabbed a fist full of his shirt, pulling him close so their bodies pressed together. "And I’m not fast food," she purred, her lips so close to his that when she spoke they brushed ever so slightly.

Blair trailed her lips along his jaw and down his neck, stopping at his shirt collar when her gaze fell to his hand still holding the P.A. button. "Boys," she scoffed softly under her breath as she took his hand off the button and placed it upon her chest. "I hope you’re not expecting this to be over quickly."

Ah, she was a feisty one. Dominant, too. It’s a bit awkward for him, but it was also a blessing. Nicholas didn’t want to think about anything - if he even thought at all. In fact, he didn’t even notice that she removed his hand from the PA system button, only that it was now on her chest and he was happy about that. "We have a couple hours." He seized her hair at the back of her head and gently tugged it back to expose her neck, "I’ll try my best to leave you intact for training." It wasn’t a promise that he was likely to fulfill.

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Only the gods know how much time was spent in the P.A. office, but it smelled like sex. Whatever was on the counter was on the floor to make room for two worn-out Demigods. Sleep after physical excursion was only logical.

Unlike Nick, who fell asleep shortly after finishing, Blair just laid on the table looking up at the ceiling. In her typical fashion, whenever she was faced with situations she had no control over or didn’t like, she’d backpedal into one of her vices, sex in particular. For her, it was a coping mechanism. She didn’t have control over her life, but she could have control when it came to her sex life. It wouldn’t make sense to many people, but it was the weird sort of fucked up way she functioned. And it worked.

Nick rolled over and ended up on the floor with a loud “bang”, which was followed by an audible groan. "Shi--...," he started to curse but let it trail off as he rubbed his face, rolled onto his back, and pulled himself up to his feet. When the haze of being tired eventually cleared up, he looked at the small clock mounted on the wall just above the P.A. system.

4:23 pm. "Ah, shit," he cursed while running a hand through his long messy hair, and began to dress. In the midst of all this, he would toss some items of clothing onto Blair. "We gotta go."

Blair was barely able to hop off the table before Nick started throwing clothes at her. She caught the first couple of pieces. "Alright, Jesus," she grumbled as she tried to juggle the clothes in her hands and catch whatever else he tossed. She managed to hook her bra on her finger, but things began to slip from her grasp. She set the pile down on the table as she started pulling on her undergarments. "I don’t think daddy is going to kill you for being a little late."

"Have you met Poseidon?" He’d wait for her, as it was only natural not to leave a woman cold after sex. Even women like Blair. Since she wasn’t adept on her feet, or so she claimed, he grabbed her wrist and pulled them both into a light jog toward the arena.

Blair had just barely pulled on her pants when he took her hand and dragged her out of the office. At the rate he was going, she just barely managed to scoop up her purse and cardigan. She definitely was not the running or jogging type and punctuality was not something she worried herself over. Blair was more of the fashionably late-type, not the rush to grab a taxi type. Halfway there she scoffed and jerked her arm free.

If Nick wanted to race to the arena like an idiot he could, but sex was enough physical excursion. Especially if he planned on her training. That was a whole other battle. So rather than wearing herself out any further, Blair freed herself of the meathead and took her own sweet time getting there. She saw what direction he headed in, so it was easy enough to follow while she adjusted her appearance to look a little more presentable… as much as possible anyway.

Nicholas made it to the arena with Blair not trailing too far behind. He had gotten dressed in everything but his shirt, but as a beach boy, he hardly cared. He had some scars and a large tattoo on his right side. Otherwise, he was a very typical musclehead - all brawn, and as Blair figured out, no brain. At least, no brain for intellectual stuff like books and shit. He didn’t need all that when he knew that his place would eventually be alongside his biological father.

Once Blair arrived, she made her way over to the stands and took a seat. And in typical snobby girl fashion, she put on her sunglasses and a resting bitch face. She crossed her right leg over her left as she sifted through her purse for a sucker. Strawberry, her favorite. She plucked the wrapper off the candy and then placed it between her lips. Perhaps giving Nick the best sex of his life and disappearing into the crowd would get her out of training. She could hope.

He tried to place himself in a place where he could be heard at all, which wasn’t hard because he could certainly bellow his voice to command attention. "As I stated before, I am Nicholas Bower, son of Poseidon. As you’ve heard, I will be assisting you all in your training. The gods have all agreed that Camp Athens has ventured away from its original purpose," he scratched the back of his neck as he parroted the words he was given to relay. "Before I get to training, I do have to update you all on the status of the Valis children. They won't be returning to camp. I wasn’t given any other info. Just relaying the deets… So there it is." He gave everyone his notorious finger guns gesture at that.

With that out of the way, he smirked, "With that out of the way, welcome to the training arena." He held his arms out to gesture to the massive structure. "It has magical properties that allow observers to be unaffected by powerful influences and/or abilities. So, you can go ham on each other in here." He shook his head from side to side, then jabbed an index finger toward them all, "No killing. No harm to life, limb, or eyesight. Yadda yadda. Healers will be on standby."

Nicholas paused to give everyone a moment to digest everything before he continued, "The arena’s unique property allows it to transform into an environment best suited for the pair of demigods. That means, unless a gladiatorial style arena best suits both of you, this empty space will not be your environment. All weapons, elements, and anything else both Demigods might need, will be provided for you. Though if you have your own weapons, you are welcome to bring them with you."

He stopped because he had to think about everything that he could possibly be missing. He pointed a finger up in the air, "We are going to see where you’re at in terms of Demigod skills, so our first training is a spar. To avoid favoritism, the pairings will be random. So, everyone come and grab a token." He produced a pouch (which he was honestly surprised he remembered), and shook it. He reached in and pulled a blue one, then handed it to the next Demigod for the drawing. "If you grab a blue one, you’ll join me in the arena for the first dual."

Blair scoffed, rolling her eyes as she moved to her feet. She held the lollipop in her mouth as she wormed her way past other campers to grab her token and be done with it. She didn’t bother with the pomp and circumstance of digging around to find what token spoke spoke to her. Her fingers tightened on the first piece she felt and pulled it out to find that she had silver. Well, at least she wasn’t first. Silver lining she supposed. Blair tucked the token into her pocket before returning to her seat.

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Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Nicholas Bower Character Portrait: Lochlan Carmichael Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Veronica Lewis
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Iliana remembered the last time she'd been at the stables. It was the day when she first arrived, which seemed like a lifetime ago. So much had happened in such a brief time. Alex's trial, the party, and then there was yesterday's incidents. Not to mention all the little things that happened. Iliana didn't know what would happen next. All she knew for sure was she wasn't looking forward to it. So consumed in her own thoughts, she didn't realize that someone was following her.

Reaching the stables, she hesitated. She liked animals, but in her current state, she was afraid of what she would do. She learned animals could sense someone's feelings and could respond to that, especially with horses. One of Heath's relatives worked with horses and she got to see them a few times growing up. Never had the courage to ride one though. Heath did and did pretty well.

Suddenly the hairs on the back of Iliana's neck stirred and she turned around to see someone coming up to her. She didn't recognize him. Confused on what he wanted, Iliana gave the man her full attention.

"Hi there. I'm...I'm completely lost and confused. I've lost my bearings. Would you be able to help me out. I’m looking for the hall."

He didn't look confused, at least not to Iliana. She suppose she could lead him to the Hall, but that would mean running into more people, something she wanted to avoid. Still, she couldn't leave him hanging. She would show him the way, but then leave when she did. Decision made, she started typing her response on her iPad when the stranger spoke up again, talking about the horses before introducing himself as Lochlan, all the while holding his hand out. Iliana hesitated briefly, feeling compelled, placed her hand in his.

"And I think this is the part where you tell me your name."

All thought escaped her mind. She felt this intense pressure within her head. Without thinking about it, Iliana spoke for the first time in over a year.

"I . . . li. . . . na. Iliana," she said a scratchy and low voice.

Shocked, Iliana inadvertently dropped her iPad as she raised her now free hand to her mouth. She spoke. Lochlan could probably figure out she hadn't used it in awhile due to how rough it was. Iliana couldn't believe it. She remembered when Apollo had told her he healed her vocal chords. She had tried speaking then, but nothing came. It was like something was blocking her. Now for some reason she could speak. How did that happen? Totally forgetting about Lochlan, Iliana felt her eyes welling up.

"I . . . can . . . talk . . . . how?" she murmured to herself.

Suddenly a voice penetrated the silence as someone spoke.

"Good morning, Campers, I’m Nicholas Bower, and as you’ve heard from Poseidon, I will be assisting in your training. It is now something o’clock, so be ready at the training arena at 4:30 pm sharp. This training is mandatory. Be dressed for the part, and everything else will be provided for you."

Snapping out of it, Iliana quickly took her hand out of Lochlan's hand and picked up her iPad. It when she heard this Nicholas and some other female. What they said confused Iliana, and that confusion read easily on her face. Deciding to ignore it, Iliana thought about what Poseidon's son said. Training? A look of fear passed over Iliana's face. That was not good. She didn't think that be wise, but knew she couldn't avoid it either. Maybe when the time came she could show up and try to convince Nicholas to sit this one out. Feeling her anxiety rise though, she remembered Lochlan was still there. Looking at him, she tried talking again.

"The . . . hall . . . . . is that . . . way," she said, pointing in the direction of the Hall.

Wanting to be alone again, the blonde took off running, leaving Lochlan alone.




Theo was the first to answer Heath's question. He also noticed how the man didn't directly look at him at times, but seemed to be looking beyond them. Heath looked and saw him looking at Veronica. Knowing that she was Aphrodite's daughter, and his own initial reaction to her, Heath wasn't too surprised by Theo's reaction. But at least he gave him an answer. Then Daniel spoke up, but instead saying if he'd seen Iliana, he asked him her age.

"She's 19," he said simply, not understanding why Daniel would want to know that.

It wouldn't but the first time Daniel confused him though. Out of the campers Heath had met so far, Daniel was the most puzzling. At least he came off as a decent man, much like his sister. Before Heath could thank the two men for their time, Daniel spoke up again.

"I'm going to lay a pro tip on you. You're going to be divided one day, whether on your own or surrounded by people you can't trust so....branch out. Make friends in high places. That way, you don't have to worry about your sister every two seconds."

It was very sound advice and Daniel was probably right. He could probably relate to Heath since he had a sister and since both Daniel and Andy had been at camp last year, Heath knew he should follow good advice. Still, Heath's protective nature was never going to fully go ahead. Heath even before Iliana had come to live with him and his family, Heath could recall the times he tried protecting others. It was just innate for him to be that way, for better or worse. But Heath knew he'd would sleep better at night if he knew more people at camp would get along with Iliana. Her recalled Cherise being nice to Iliana, as well as Duke and Wes, at least from what Iliana told him. He also remembered Iliana had hanged around others more then he did. He would hope she would do that again, but first she had to get over the events of yesterday.

"Thank you. I will do my best to follow your advice,"

Daniel then mentioned that Theo was a great tracker. That got Heath's attention, but before he could say anything, an announcement was made. So Poseidon's son was here? Heath then caught Nicholas's voice again along with a female voice. Heath couldn't help but groan. He could piece together what was happening. Waiting a few more minutes, it sounded like the pair had turned off the speakers, much to Heath's relief. Focusing on what Nicholas said, it sounded like they were finally going to start training. He hoped Iliana showed up.

Looking at Theo and Daniel, Heath said, "Thanks for both of your help. If Iliana doesn't show up for training, I'll probably ask you for your assistance, Theo."

Bowing to them, Heath returned to Veronica.

"Looks like we're going to be training soon. I think I'll give Iliana the space she needs for now, so I'll go about my own way for now. Oh, I would recommend letting other guys know you're Aphrodite's daughter since we males might act like fools around you," Heath said with a small grin before continuing, "Thanks for your assistance. I'll see you later."

With that, Heath went on his way.




Ethan entered his cabin to see Heath already ready for training.

"Hey, any luck finding Iliana?{/color]

[color=#808000]"No, but did decide to stop looking for her right after that announcement,"


"Aw, well, I am going to get ready for training," Ethan said before heading for his private quarters.

It didn't take him too long for he dressed in workout clothes, the same way as Heath was. Ethan would have spoken up, but the front door opened and Iliana came in. The three stood in silence when Heath suddenly came forward and drew Iliana into a hug. Surprised, Iliana just stood there.

"You had me worried, Lia," Heath said.

"So . . . rry. . . ." Iliana said softly.

For the first time in his life, Heath was shocked. Did . . . did Iliana just speak? Gently, Heath held his sister back.

"What did you say?"

"I'm . . . sorry . . . I didn't . . . . mean to . . . make . . . you . . . worry."

Heath's jaw dropped and he found himself dropping to his knees. Concerned, Iliana dropped before him. Ethan hadn't heard Iliana speak, wanting to give siblings space, but he came forward and dropped next to his friend when he saw him drop to the floor.

"Hey, you okay? What happened?" he asked as he placed a hand on Heath's shoulder.

Tears appeared in Heath's eyes as he looked at Iliana. He honestly thought he would never hear Iliana speak ever again. Hearing her voice, as rough as it was, was miraculous. Overcome with emotion for the first time, Heath cried. Both Iliana and Ethan comforted him. Ethan was confused, while Iliana herself started crying.

Soon, Heath calmed down and looked at Iliana again.

"When . . when were you able to talk again?"

"This morning . . . when I met . . . a new camper . . . named Lochlan."

Now it was Ethan's turn to look surprised since he never heard Iliana talk before. When Heath heard Iliana mentioning someone new, he couldn't help but wonder if this Lochlan had anything to do with Iliana talking now. Well, with training coming up, now would be a good time to find out. Needing a goal to refocus, Heath decided to thinking about training, otherwise he wouldn't be able to recover from the shock he just received.

"Well, you can talk and I can't tell you how happy that makes me feel, Lia. Are you going to come with us to training, Lia? It be best if you did," Heath asked before getting to his feet.

Ethan and Iliana stood up too.

"I will come, but . . . I don't . . . want to . . . train. . . . Might hurt someone." Iliana said, slowly getting used to using her voice again.

"You might have no choice, Lia. Best get ready just in case. We'll see if we can convince this Nicholas to let you skip this session." Ethan said, trying to be encouraging.

Nodding, Iliana left to get changed. Alone once more, Heath decided to confide to Ethan.

"I still can't believe Lia can talk. I don't want her to train either, but I know our mothers want us to train. Mother even told me it's imperative for Iliana to master her powers at some point."

"Hey at least Lia can talk now. And maybe this training will help her."

"Iliana has been training since she was a kid though. I still don't know how being here will make a difference."

"Try to think a bit more positively, bro. Maybe training with other demigods will make a difference. I honestly don't know what to expect, but dwelling on the cons will not help us or Lia."

What Ethan didn't add was he wasn't looking forward to training either. He was not a fighter and knew he was severely lacking in practicing a few of his own skills.

Soon, Iliana came out of her room and the trio left for the training grounds.




Once there they saw others arriving, including Nelly. Nelly had a fine time taking pictures and was pleased the images she took. After lunch, she spent the next few hours at her cabin going through all the pictures. She already knew she would be making a scrapbook for her trip here. Her next plan of action was to get pictures of her fellow campers, but knew she'd have to get permission first. First rule in photography people was to ALWAYS get permission to avoid any legal trouble in the future. That was something her mother taught her. However, she knew she would never get pictures of them using their abilities. That was just asking for trouble and Nelly would never do anything that might put her and her fellow demigods in danger.

Once things were settled, a tall dark haired guy came forward and reintroduced himself as Nicholas. First thing he mentioned was how the Valises wouldn't be returning. This got Nelly and Iliana's attention. Nelly was curious for the reason why, but had a feeling she would never know why. Oh, well, at least she knew what happened to them. Iliana knew the Valises had gone to Olympus. Maybe what happened to them was too much for them to handle. She hoped they were going to be okay, especially Alex.

Nicholas then started talking about their training. When he was done, Heath and Ethan got up to get their tokens. Heath drew out a white token and Ethan drew a green one. Both were relieved their weren't sparring with each other. Turning back, they head for their seat. Nelly wanted to see what colors others drew before getting hers. She saw what colors Ethan and Heath drew, as well as a few others. She started heading up when Daniel head up, so she was able to spy his white token. Looks like he was going up against Heath. This should prove interesting. Daniel was Hecate's son right? So he was bound to use magic skills. Heath was Athena's son. She had no idea what his skills would be, but she imagined he would be pretty smart. Well she would wait and see. Coming up to Nicholas, she smiled and reached into the bag to pull out a pink token.

"Aww, phooey, pink? I was hoping for turquoise, navy, or orange," she complained since those were her fav colors.

Oh well, that's the way the cookie crumbled, she suppose. Shrugging, she returned to her seat.

Iliana deliberately waited for everyone else to get their token before taking a deep breath and approaching Nicholas.

With desperation in her eyes, she quietly asked, "Do I really . . . . have to . . . train? . . . . I can't . . . control my powers . . . . I've killed before . . . "

She started crying again, thinking about the past once more. Once again, it started drizzling. Looking at Nicholas and seeing he wasn't going to let her be excused, Iliana sighed and grabbed the last token before going to sit down.

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Character Portrait: Nicholas Bower Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Rae Meadows Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Veronica Lewis
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Heath watched the duels carefully. He was going to take full advantage of being a spectator and felt watching these duels could help him in his own. No duel was completely the same even though there had been similarities. Even before and after the duels, Heath watched the combatants' demeanors. He decided to not show any bias towards any of the duelists, until it was Iliana's duel. She had been terrified, but Ethan's words calmed her down. Knowing Liv and Nicholas were siblings, he already had an idea of what Iliana was up against. He listened carefully as Iliana interacted with Liv. He didn't like how the woman treated his sister and Iliana didn't seem to notice just how insulting Poseidon's daughter was. However she was telling her the truth too, that was until during the duel when Liv told Iliana was killing her. Iliana had been in perfect control until then. Heath mentally cursed. Liv was smart and used Iliana's fear to her advantage. After that, the duel got more brutal, but Iliana did surprise him in trying to get herself out of the precarious situation she was in. However in the end she did lose, which didn't surprise Heath, but he was still proud of her. Soon she returned to them and ended up laying her head on his lap and falling asleep, obviously exhausted. There seem to be a pause in between duels when Veronica suddenly appeared and addressed Ethan. This definitely caught Ethan off guard, probably because he wasn't expecting to be dueling a woman. Heath knew his friend had been raised to respect women due to his southern upbringing. So it was no surprised that Ethan escorted Veronica down into the arena. This duel was like the polar opposite of Iliana's duel. Ethan definitely went with his strengths. While Heath had seen Ethan use his abilities, he never saw him use them without careful planning. Seeing him think of a quick solution so quickly made Heath proud of him and just like what Ethan hoped, the duel did end without either party getting hurt. Heath had looked in Wesley's direction to see if he had figured out if Veronica was his sister. Even at a distance, Heath had felt her power affecting him even though it had been directed at Ethan.

As the duo returned to Heath, Ethan answered Veronica's question.

"It was a spur of the moment. My dad is an architect and I want to be one too, so I am used to careful planning when it comes to my powers. But I remembered that I can create anything as long as something has form. I can't create something out of nothing like Andy, the one who battled Nicholas."

Once the two part ways, Ethan sat down next to Heath.

"Well done," Heath said before the two friends continued to watch another duel.

Trinity and Rae's duel reminded Ethan of a Rodeo Bull ride when he went to Texas once with his father. Only a lot more intense. It was no major surprise Trinity did end up on top. What was unexpected was that Rae went full frontal and apparently had no problem barring all. Both Ethan and Heath looked away out of respect, but not before getting an eyeful of her obvious beautiful figure. It was a relief when the camper with Nicholas gave Rae something to cover herself. Several guys complained but for two very conservative men, Heath and Ethan were relieved. And that last duel also seemed to be the last one for Nicholas appeared in the arena to mention that. Heath wondered why but saw how much time had passed. Maybe they would pick things up another time. Heath looked down at Iliana and gently shook her shoulder.

"Lia, the duels are done for today," he said.

Iliana eventually came to and was surprised to see she had actually fallen asleep. She did feel a bit better though. Slowly sitting up, she looked at her brother.

"Wha?" she asked, her voice a bit groggy.

Heath smiled when he replied, "The duels are done for now. We can leave. Do you want to get something to eat? The sun is going down."

Iliana nodded and the trio left the arena and headed for the Main hall. They were almost there when they saw Liv leave and headed in another direction. This reminded Heath of the Iliana's duel and he decided to tell Iliana what happened.

"Um, Iliana, Liv lied to you during your duel. You weren't killing her. She did it to get the upper hand on you. You actually were in complete control of your power."

This caused Iliana to pause. Her eyes widen and sudden she felt anger, but not towards Liv, towards herself. She kept getting duped. Liv was a smart person and Iliana did inadvertently told her one of her weaknesses. She knew Heath nor Ethan wouldn't be so easily tricked.

Taking a deep breath, Iliana looked at Heath and Ethan and said, "I guess I better stop being naive then. I need to get stronger and smarter. I just don't know how."

Both guys thought about it before Heath spoke up.

"Why not ask Nicholas or some of the other girls here for help? Ethan and I will always be here to help you, but we're not experienced when it comes to fighting. We definitely need help in that area for sure."

Ethan nodded and the trio finally entered the hall, only to see Nicholas eating. When Iliana saw him, she thought of what Ethan and Heath said and made a beeline for him.

"Um, hi, sorry for interrupting, but I just wanted to ask you a quick question. You're here to help us train better right? I need to become a smarter fighter. Can you help me in that area? If you can't it's fine, I'll ask someone else."

Ethan and Heath allowed Iliana her space and got something to eat and sat nearby so they were within earshot.




Nelly enjoyed all of the duels. Having perfect visual memory, she knew she would be remembering everything she saw today. For her the most entertaining part was watching Liam knocking out one guy cold before the duel could even begin. She couldn't help but laugh at that, even though she did feel bad for the other dude. She was genuinely surprised when she heard Iliana speak. Wasn't the girl mute? She would ask her what happened when she got the chance. It was very interesting to see new campers show up. Nelly would have tried initiating her own duel, but another one would start up almost instantly. When Rae and Trinity's duel started, she was determined to get up and find out who had the same color chip as she did. That duel was definitely one of Nelly's favorites and she found herself laughing again after the duel was over. Rae had shapeshifted into a lion during the duel and when she changed back, she was in her birthday suit. What made Nelly laughed was some of the guys' reactions, especially Heath and Ethan's. It was obvious that most of the guys were enjoying the view though. Soon another new camper appeared and gave Rae something to put on. It wasn't long after that that Nicholas said the duels were over.

"Well shoot! I wanted to have my duel. Oh well," she grumbled before standing up and going towards the arena.

Approaching Rae, Nelly smiled and said, "Wow, Rae, that shapeshifting skill of yours was so cool. You and Trinity are awesome. Say maybe one day we have an all girls night and go skinny dipping hehe."

Nelly had been raised to be proud of her female body and so wouldn't be shy about baring all either.

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Character Portrait: Nicholas Bower Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Blair Carmichael Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Rae Meadows Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Ethan Knox
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"You should at least buy her dinner before trying to get her naked... Don't you think?"

It took Nelly a minute to figure out what the new girl was saying. When she did, she burst out in laughter.

"Good point, but I doubt it'll happen with a girl at least. I am pretty straight. Still I will freely admit I am clueless when it comes to attracting guys. Never had time for it due to traveling a lot and my mother was more focused on her job. Heck she rarely dated herself and said the only reason she hooked up with my dad for one night was because he had this 'aura' about him that attracted her. She had no idea he was a God though. Oh my dad is Hermes. Anyway, my name is Penelope, but I go by Nelly."

The conversation flowed around her, Cherise showed up and Rae introduced the new girl to her. Even though Nelly was a talkative person, this time around she decided to just listen in before responding to anything. The new girl finally introduced herself as Blair, and Nelly couldn't help but wonder who her divine parent was. Her thoughts stayed focused on the three though as Rae commented on Cherise's duel. Yeah, it certainly did seem that Cherise did have the upper hand. She too wondered what happened. After Cherise finished speaking, Nelly decided to speak up.

"I am bummed out I didn't get to duel. While I know I don't have fighting skills like you two, I do wish I could have had the opportunity to test out my skills. Maybe we'll pick up again tomorrow?"

That was when Blair spoke up and it sounded like she knew Sylas. Hearing she had slept with the man caused Nelly to sigh.

"You three really are good with guys. I seriously don't have any game at all. Maybe one of you could give me some tips. I was playing 7 Minutes in Heaven with Sylas for company and nothing came out of it. I think I annoyed the guy honestly."

The other three continued to talk and Nelly was enjoying their banter, even though Rae and Blair did most of the talking. She was a bit envious honestly, but she wouldn't let it get to her too much.

"You know… I haven’t properly met that one. He’s cute."

Nelly looked in the direction that Rae was looking and saw Duke. She never talked to the guy either. Before she knew it both Rae and Blair headed in his direction. Wishing the two luck, she turned to Cherise.

"You're archery skills are amazing, Cherise. That's definitely something I wouldn't mind learning myself. So what do you want to do now? Want to find Daniel?" she asked that last question with a wink.

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Iliana listened carefully as Nick spoke to her. It never occurred to her that what she was lacking was confidence. Thinking back, whenever she saw both Heath and Ethan use their powers, most of the time they had no issues. They did have their fears of course, and with Heath he was scarred of one his own abilities, or not being able to perform it correctly. She wondered if that was connected to being confident in some way.

Finally Nick said, "I’m not sure anyone can help you with those things. You have to find those on your own. Until you know all of that, no one can teach you how to fight. But that doesn’t mean we can’t try."

It was then he offered to start working with her at 5 am tomorrow. Iliana's eyes lit up and she smiled nodding in excitement. Getting up early was never an issue, even though she tended to get up around 6 am to do some gardening.

"Thank you! I really appreciate it," she said before he left.

She watched him as he greeted Sloane and then leave. Suddenly her stomach grumbled and she realized she hadn't ate yet. Getting some food, she returned to Ethan and Heath.

"So how'd it go? Ethan asked.

"He said he'd help me, but I have to be up by 5 am. He didn't tell me where to meet though."

"Probably at the arena since that seems to the area for training. That's my best guess though. Do you want us to go with you?"

"No, this is something I must do for myself."

The trio stopped talking and finished eating. After they finished up, Ethan spoke up again.

"Well we still got time to do stuff. Do either of you plan on doing something?"

"I am going to head back to the cabin. I need to email my father since I promised him I email him once a week. Plus I am sure he'll want to know that Iliana can speak again. Then I think I'll work on my writing a bit since I've been neglecting it."

"Oh, can you tell father I said hi, Heath. I plan on finding either Lochlan or Cherise. I wanted to check on both of them to see if they were okay, plus I miss interacting with Cherise."

"You might find either of them near the arena since that was the last area we were at. Whelp, I am going to go.
I'll take your plates."
Heath said before taking the dirty dishes to the back and then leaving.

Once he left, Ethan and Iliana sat a bit longer before leaving themselves, both going in different directions.

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Iliana Remington-Taylor ~
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Penelope Givens ~ Hermes ~ #483D8B
Nelly didn't have to wait long for Cherise to speak up.

"I thought that, actually. Not sure where he went. You can tag along if you want."

"Awesome! Thanks!"

Nelly followed along, thinking of ways to fill the silence. She was pretty loquacious and didn't like being quiet, but at the same time, she didn't know what to talk about. She thought about talking about Cherise's trial or duel, but Nelly wasn't sure if either those were appropriate topics. Maybe a general question would work.

"So where are you from originally? I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, but my mom and I moved around a lot."

It was at that moment though they came upon Iliana. Nelly would have greeted her, but Cherise beat her to the punch.

Iliana had been walking along hoping to run into Cherise or Lochlan and was happy to found one of them. She wasn't expecting to run into Nelly at the same time though. She barely caught Cherise's question about Heath and Ethan.

"Oh, Heath wanted to work on his writing and Ethan is walking around too. How are you two?"

Her voice was sounding much better, but it still sounded a bit rough. Nelly's eyebrows lifted up. She remembered how the blonde spoke during her duel with Liv, but she totally forgot. Wasn't the girl mute?

Wanting to know, she responded, "I am doing fine, but how are you? I thought you couldn't talk."

Iliana smiled shyly and replied, "I don't know how it happened either. I met one of the new campers and when he asked for my name, I was suddenly able to talk again. Oh Cherise, if you ever see your father before I do, can you thank him for healing my vocal cords. I know I wouldn't be able to talk again without his help. Actually, if it wasn't for both your fathers, as well as my mom and Athena, I don't think I'd be here. I don't think I ever really expressed my gratitude to them after my abduction. I was a mess. And I am still recovering, emotionally at least."

Nelly didn't know how to respond to that. Her father had never mentioned Iliana during their brief talks, but she had noticed he seemed to be a bit concerned for her well-being recently. Iliana's abduction might have had something to do with that.

"Well, it's great you can talk again. I myself would have gone crazy if I lost my voice. Anyway, Cherise and I were looking for Daniel. Want to come along?"

Iliana merely nodded before turning to Cherise, "If it's okay with you."

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Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Veera Han Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Nicholas Bower Character Portrait: Lochlan Carmichael Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Blair Carmichael Character Portrait: Vincent Moore Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Rae Meadows Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Julia Lockwood Character Portrait: Fiona Reynolds Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis
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Daughter of Zeus | Alex's Hex: #984CAD | Son of Zeus | Ajax's Hex: #00AD2B

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Mount Olympus turned out far more beautiful than she could imagine, especially the gardens that occupied the realm in which Aphrodite had the pleasure to rule for herself. So many people tended the gardens for the Goddess in order to honor the beauty, love, passion, and kindness she had shown them over the centuries. Alex made her way inside a dome-roofed temple. "While your brother finishes his King training for the day, I want you to write letters." The Goddess began to explain the second Alex had arrived. Only it wasn't Aphrodite, it was Hecate. Alex's brows furrowed. "I want you to write everything about what has made you smile, laugh, cry, scared. Everything you can think of, even what you are grateful for."

"Okay, but... how will this help me to--"

"--Trust me. Just burn the letter of negatives. Every single one of them. I then want you to place the positive ones into a bottle before setting it into the water. I shall return shortly." without another word she walks away, leaving Zeus' daughter kneeling at the beautiful central water fountain. Around its base blooming in all colors, were sweet-scented flora, and the amber warm glow from the candles scattered around the room. Alex smiled as she closed her eyes and took a slow deep breath, relaxing her shoulders, before opening her eyes. Sitting at the base of the fountain on a flat gray stone were blank parchments and a quill. Alex unraveled the first one and took ahold of the quill in her dominant right hand while searching for the ink pot. Her brows furrowed for the second time as she brought the Quills nib up to eye level. It began to sparkle with golden specs. Of course, it was magical.


"Okay, so... negativity first." She swallowed firmly, already not wanting to revisit that section of her memories, but with Hecate involved, surely it would work out in the end. There was no other witch like her, and if her Father trusted her, then Alex could too. Alex pressed the quill's nib down, the golden ink etching into the parchment as she wrote. She did her best to write everything down that she could remember, before holding the corner of the paper to one of the flames of the candles, and carefully tossing it onto the stone where it burned away.

"Now one more task." Hacate waved her hand, causing purple smoke to collect the burnt pieces, which were then placed into the fountain. Hecate sat reading a letter she had received from Zeus while Alex began the next task.

She was just placing the positivity letter into the bottle when Hecate had finished reading. "Good, now place it into the fountain water."

Alex follows her orders. She watched as it bobbed gently for a few seconds before a golden glow like the quill's swirled around the bottle, its light reflecting back into her eyes.

"I knew what cure you needed for that anger of yours..." Alex turned her gaze toward the Goddess. "sadly it doesn't work on Gods." There were a few in mind she could think of who needed it - Zeus, Ares, Poseidon, and Hades for starters. Even herself at times.

Alex rose to her feet. "...Thank you."

Hecate smiled. "You're quite welcome, though it wasn't entirely your fault. You might still lose your temper from time to time, that's only natural for mortals, but you will have better control. You could have killed so many, Alex. Now, drink." Hecate motioned her head toward the bottle that remained floating in mid air.



Alex took a hold of the bottle, swallowing the liquid that felt warm against her throat.

It had only been a couple of days or so at camp, but oddly, time moved differently in Mount Olympus. It had been at least a month or two, but it felt like years. "Did... did father consider my wish?"

Hecate nodded. "He did... and he's agreed to let you both go back. Are you absolutely sure you want to?" Alex nodded "Alright. Go and fetch your brother then, and good luck." With a huge excited grin, Alex raced off towards the main hall.


Image Alex came running into the hall, causing Ajax to stand up from where he was sitting with Ares and Zeus. "Everything okay?" she couldn't be harmed here which had given him a break from being big brother, but part of him was always still ready just in case.

While slightly out of breath, she nodded briefly toward her brother before she turned to speak to their father. "Is it true? are you giving us permission to go back?"

Ajax turned his head to also look at their father who nodded from where he was sitting beside Ares. Alex almost squealed with the excitement she felt. Ajax, however, remained stoic. He was in two minds with himself - part of him wanted to go back, but the other part was unwilling to, knowing that Andy would now be official with Mason. It had been months for the Valises, but seeing those two together, knowing that he had failed her, bugged him. She would have made a remarkable Queen. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, but the question should be, Are you?"

"I guess we'll see."

Zeus stood up, Ares following his lead. "I am always here when you need me." He hugs them both. "Now go, before I change my mind." both of his children smiled before they left the hall.

"They'll be fine this year. You'll see." Ares was hopeful, even if his king felt less.

"I truly hope so.." He stood there as he watched them both stand at the edge of the clouds. Ajax took his little sister's hand, both smiling together before they took a dive towards Earth.

The air whistled passed their ears as they fell more than a hundred feet at lightning speed, and soon enough their feet landed safely and firmly on the ground, right in front of their cabin. "I can't believe that we're actually back... it feels like it's been years, And.. and the camp... it looks no different. I can't wait until everyone sees us. I feel like going down there and just--"

"--Alright calm down, and slow down." He chuckled. No doubt she'd be bouncing off the trees if she could. "I'm guessing they'll be heading to bed soon anyway, so that gives us enough time to settle back in before tomorrow."

Alex squealed. "Oh my god it's going to be AWESOME! the look on their faces, all of them... especially Mason's." Alex chuckled, then joined her brother who placed himself down on the hill overlooking the rest of the camp. The dining hall was still open by the looks of it since the lights were on. "You're worried, aren't you?"

Ajax chewed the inside of his cheek and nodded.

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"It'll be fine.. you got me at least. You know, your most favorite person in the world."
"I wouldn't go that far."
"HEY! rude.." she playfully nudged into him, throwing her shoulder at him, causing him to laugh.
"Alright, let's call it a night for now." Ajax stood up first and helped his little sister up before she followed him into the cabin.

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Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis
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xxxxxxMason Hughson
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He was happy she understood the reason he had to end the entangled little spell of physical affection. She was always understanding and patient, maybe more than he deserved. But they were going in the right direction...

"I planned on showering," she said as far as plans for the rest of the night went. She even gave herself a once over, causing Mason to smile a little. No matter how greasy or dirty she felt, he still admired her. It was bizarre that now even his own feelings to himself were more open and less repressed.

"Other than that, I have no plans. What about you?"

Mason shrugged looking out of the cabin with nonchalance. "I don't know. Likely nothing. Though I ate a bit of dirt today so should probably add a shower to my schedule too." The duel he was involved in did bring him to the ground. And it wouldn't hurt to be clean in honesty.

"You can stay... If you want." Andy offered eventually, making Mason smile again.

His thumb stroked over her hand. "Was it really that hard to muster up the courage?" But maybe now wasn't the time to mock since confused feelings and inner battles were all too valid in the territory they were walking. "I really want to," he answered instead. "As long as you're absolutely fine with it." He scanned her face for signs of hesitance or backtracking. It'd hurt but like her, he'd try to understand.

Too afraid to miss an opportunity or prompt an out, Mason didn't want to leave to do something as simple as shower in his own cabin. "Okay, how about...you have a shower first. Ladies first and all plus your own cabin...then I'll have one after you. Then we can talk a little more if you want and cuddle. Or I can sit all the way over there." He gestured to the couch, obviously dramatising the distance between the couch and bed but truthfully he didn't mind where he ended up sleeping. Andy's cabin itself was a bonus.

He shifted out the way for Andy to get up and head to the bathroom.

It might not have been that long since sitting in the room alone and it was something he was used to but time felt slow. He could hear the water going and it kept running with no end in sight, seeming to increasingly tempt Mason to make a bold move and join her. Mason wanted to...gods how he wanted to, but he had to summon strength to be patient and wait where he was. Not be sexually aggressive. He knew that scared some people or brought about questions in the relationship and he wasn't risking it with Andy. At least it was better not to, he thought. But images flashed in his mind of the water caressing her bare body and- he wasn't doing any favors for himself. Mason tried to fight thinking about what was happening on the other side of a wall.

As it got increasingly difficult, the water finally shut off. Andy eventually emerged and Mason rose to his feet and smiled, walking by her, needing a quick escape. "I'm dying for one," he tried to justify as they swapped rooms. He breathed a sigh of relief then peeled his clothes off leaving them in a pile for now before turning on the water and stepping under the stream. With it hopefully it washed away the stress and temptation of this new scenario he was in with Andy. At least he liked to imagine it did.

While needed and refreshing, giving him a second wind of energy he was aware it wasn't his resource to use. He kept the shower brief, shut off the water then dried himself off quickly. It didn't take long to realize he had no fresh clothes. His old ones weren't too dirty but it felt a little weird. He wrapped the towel around his waist and came out of the bathroom. "You awake still? I've got to do a streak across camp. Unless you sleep nude and am okay with me doing the same?" Mason smirked, doubting it. "No one's between our cabins anyway." It wasn't ideal still but the odds of being caught between their cabins when no one resided there was slim. Especially since he could slink into shadows.

He leaned over Andy, hesitated on where he wanted to kiss her for a moment then kissed her head.



xxxxDaniel Vadas
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Alex called out halting him. Maybe this could be it? The realization. She hurried to catch up to him and simply stood in front of him. Then her arms attacked, and he was pulled into an embrace. "Jeezus" His arms came around her slowly, hugging her back lightly compared to her grip on him.

She stepped back when she was ready, still holding him as she looked him over. A look he didn't like all too much. He felt like he should be more buff or seriously developed or changed when he hadn't at all...not that he noticed anyway. Sure enough, that's what began to come out of her mouth "You look..." here it comes "different. In a good way, of course. I... I didn't expect you to be the first to show up. But I'm glad you did."

"Oh," slipped out. That wasn't as bad as he thought, but he wasn't sure what she meant. As long as it was good different he supposed. Then it was kind of open to interpretation of not being the first person she expected to show up. He shrugged it off. "Well I mean I was on the cliff just talking to myself and a bird but he didn't listen cause...not Artemis's kid you know? Then I saw you two coming down and thought I'd check it out. Didn't know if you were friend or foe or another trial for us."

With the word said it became apparent what he did had essentially no weight or meaning to the Valises. Did he have to spell it out for them? Daniel glanced at Ajax's cabin, hoping he'd come out too because their leader...or ex-leader, was the one that needed to receive the news. He didn't want them going in blind. Camp was rocky and hostile enough and lots of people felt cheated or done wrong by the Valises, indirectly or otherwise. He gestured for a walk leading them to Alex's cabin."I'm happy to see you both again. I am. But camp's been through a lot." He took a seat on one her steps. "It hasn't been as long as I said obviously but...things have changed. People might've changed. We were told you weren't returning and we've been pushed to the limit in the past 48 hours, exposing our very souls and fears to everyone. Mom made the gateway for that of course..." he laughed humorlessly. "Anyway I just don't want you to expect to be greeted back with open arms. You both left without a word. You missed out on the many tests the gods put us through while you were on vacation." Daniel immediately held up his hands. "Maybe not the exact case, but we don't know that. All we know is the golden demigods of camp weren't there for it or the spars. Even I get sick of it Alex," he confessed softly.

It wasn't the welcome back Daniel ever envisioned himself giving anyone in his timeline, or what Alex might've deserved. Like maybe he could've given her the night to settle in at least, but sometimes she was an early bird. It was better him now than someone else in the morning telling her how they really felt.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're not aliens come to probe us or kill us." He bumped her playfully with a smile then rose to his feet. Before he left though he popped up a finger. "Who did you think was going to show up first? Because...I host all the amazing parties so if anyone was going to walk by to highjack or ransack your cabins, it'd be me." Then again he could see the likes of Duke walking by to see the odds of return or pay memory to the Valises in a way when he was feeling solemn. Or maybe he'd walk by to try figure out what to do with all the timber and wasted resources.

Either way, no matter what she hoped or expected, he was the first to show up realistically. "Sleep well. I've got a lady of Apollo to catch." He twiddled his fingers and left.

Daniel's casual walk did turn into a bit of a pace in hopes of finding someone. It felt too early to turn in but it appeared most demigods had already packed up for the night or were off the main path already trailing to their cabins or last activity of the day. Come on he wanted to find someone...anyone...preferably brunette, gorgeous, gentle featured, a warm and winning contagious smile. At last, three females were in sight, otherwise men that needed to consider haircuts and shape was a slight concern. Daniel broke into a jog. "Hey, wait up." Luckily, the people he did end up overtaking to see who they were was no other than Cherise. With Nelly and Iliana.

"Hi," he stated with a puff of relief. "I've been looking for you. How-" his eyes shot briefly to Nelly and Iliana. "how are you?" For some reason he managed not to facepalm or throw his head into the nearest tree. "I haven't seen you since Sylas. The duel-battle token-y thing I mean." He dug through his pocket to pull out his unused one, as if they could forget what battle he referred to.

Daniel nodded to Nelly next. "You weren't my meant to be opponent were you? I kind of miss flexing my powers."

On point Daniel, focus! Enough tip-toeing! He only wished the others weren't flanking Cherise which could make this ten times more humiliating. "Did you want a sleep over? I've got popcorn, Netflix, we could make it a girls night." Why was he reducing himself to the stereotype of a gay best friend!? And yes, he just invited the daughter of Hermes and daughter of Demeter, making it a group thing. Subconsciously as far as his brain worked, it'd soften the rejection blow if he made it a group thing rather than one embarrassing no from the daughter of Apollo. It wasn't his intention but it certainly wouldn't hurt to have a mini sleep over and make Iliana and Nelly included in a social event/sleep over if they wanted. Get them out of their own cabins...free food and entertainment.

All that stemmed and evolved from just wanting to be close and cuddle Cherise.