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eddiemsguitar · 2 years

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Updated Percy Jackson au

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Camp Half Blood. First is the cabin leader/oldest unless the oldest of the cabin turns down the leader role. Demigods have become less frequent in recent years but every cabin has at least one occupant besides Hera’s cabin that is a tribute to the goddess.

Zeus: Cody Rhodes.

Zeus’ cabin is pure white, shadows appear to have lighting on them. Cody hates his father and regularly curses him, making a small camp away from a statue of Zeus to be able to sleep.

Hera: None, cabin is nothing more than a tribute. Constantly vandalized until Chiron told everybody to stop.

Poseidon: Roman Reigns, Mia Yim, Ava Grace

Poseidon’s cabin is much like a dock with walls built around it. A large fountain sits in the middle, one of many presents for Roman from his father. A small room appeared when Mia was claimed, to give her privacy. Roman has a trident from his father.

Hades: Malaki Black, Violet Giliath, Paige Bevis, Ruby Riott, Darby Allin, Rosemary.

The Hades Cabin is black with green flames lit on torches, the interior is also black, with beds lining the walls. Coffins used to be there but thrown out. Twins Paige and Ruby line their walls around their bed with band posters. Darby Allin had shelves installed for his skateboards. Malaki and Violet are co-leaders and as such each have private rooms.

Ares: Raul Mendoza, Santos Escobar, Joaquin Wilde, Elektra Lopez, Raquel Gonzalez, Leon Ruff, Adam Page, Dio Maddin/Mace, Keith Lee, Ember Moon

Ares cabin is painted dark red, the grounds alined with land mines, the cabin members usually like being paid in sharp things in exchange for being told where the mines are. Leon is constantly teased for being so small and skinny but his brothers and sisters defend him. Raul is the cabin leader due to Santos turning it down

Athena: TJ Perkins, Drew Gulak, Dominik Dijakovic/T-Bar, Sami Callihan, Jake Atlas, Mustafa Ali, Kay Lee Ray, Baron Corbin, Xia Li, Boa, Charlotte Flair, Adam Page

A white cabin, the walls are aligned with blue prints and all the beds have a private desk. TJ is in a constant battle over the cabin leadership with Charlotte who has grown selfish and wants to position for nothing more than it’s title.

Demeter: Aliyah, Anna Jay, Evil Uno

Aphrodite: Vanessa Borne, Zelina Vega, Andrade Cien Almas, Angel Garza, Ace Austin, Zelina Vega,

A pink cabin that smells like perfume and hairspray. The sons and daughters of the love goddess are beautiful and could pass as supermodels. Ace has the rare ability of charmspeak, though he never uses it

Apollo: Elias, Crazzy Steve, Trey Miguel, Charly Caruso, Dana Brooke, Adrian Neville/Neville, Humberto Carrillo,

A large cabin, completely gold, causing many headaches if looked at for too long. The children of Apollo are musically and athletically talented. Humberto happens to be the cousin of Andrade, Angel, and Zelina though their mortal side

Artemis: No one, the hunters of Artemis stay there whenever they visit the camp. Silver cabin that glows in moonlight

Hecate: Toni Storm, Bayley, Candice Lerae,

Iris: Mandy Rose, Xia Brookside.

Nemesis: Pete Dunne and Rhea Ripley (twins)

Eris: Liv Morgan and Jamie Senegal (twins)

Hephaestus: Becky Lynch, Jon Moxley, Wes Lee, Austin Flynn

This cabin looks a-lot like a factory, faded bronze and has smoke coming out of the roof twenty four seven. It is normal to see the children of Hephaestus covered in oil, dirt and cuts and bruises. The four occupants each made their bed, Austin’s has a radio stationed to Olympus and Becky’s has a waterbed for example

Hermes: Rohit Raju, Zachary Wentz,

Dionysus: Chris Bey

Hypnos: Fallah Bah

Tyche: Deonna Purazzo

Nike: Taya Valkyrie

Hebe: Tenille Dashwood

Arete: Indi Hartwell

Discordia: Johnny Gargano (nicknamed the shit stirrer)

A simple wooden cabin with the walls taken out to make sure Johnny isn’t planning pranks or worse. A force field is around the cabin to protect him from monsters. A purple sword given to Johnny by his mother hangs on a hook, cursed to cause bad luck to whoever steals it until it is given back to Johnny.

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mythologyfolklore · 4 years

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Ares and Athena through the years - Ch. 16

Chapter Sixteen: Meanwhile ...

When Ares had chosen to leave for a world journey, Aphrodite and his children had tearfully said goodbye.

Hephaistos had been there too, although he given his older brother a warm grip of the hand, rather than shedding tears.

The rest of his family had also come to say goodbye.

“Take care of yourself”, Artemis had said, while giving him a firm hug.

Ares had laughed: “I'll do my best.”

“Don't get caught by giants and locked in a jar”, Hermes had grinned.

“Oh shut up, squirt!”, the war god had snorted and lightly slapped the Messenger's shoulder.

Hera had given her son an awkward hug; after the Trojan War things were more tense between them than usual.

Zeus had been more affectionate, giving his son a firm embrace and a kiss to the forehead (an extremely rare gesture of fatherly love from the King of the Gods).

“I suppose you will be gone for a few Olympian decades?”

“Yes, father. Seeing the world and getting to know new people takes a while.”

“Goodbye then, my son. Take care of yourself, as Artemis said. Don't forget to write. We want to know how you are doing and how it is, where you're staying.”

“Unless the place I get to doesn't have a writing system, sure!”

With that, Ares had spurred on his horses and left Olympos.

First he had gone to Thrace to say goodbye to his twin and his friends.

Enyo had tearfully begged him to stay or at least take her along, same as Eris.

But Ares had insisted, that he needed some alone time (although it had hurt him to leave his twin behind).

“I need someone to do my duties”, he had told her. “You're the only one who can, Enyo. Your domain is the same as mine. You guys just take care of my home, okay?”

Then he had left.

At first he toured around Hellas. It couldn't hurt to see what was going on and maybe check how the survivors of the Trojan War were doing.

Many of the Trojan women had died or worse, were living a miserable life as concubines.

Aineias, the son of Aphrodite, had gathered a few survivors and was now sailing the seas.

To his great delight, most of the Achaeans had met a bitter end: Agamemnon had been killed by his wife and her lover, Ajax the Lesser was dead, so were many others. And the best thing was, that his old enemy Diomedes had gone through some shit, only to come home to a nasty surprise.

Now the hero who had once wounded him and Aphrodite, was wandering the lands and seas in search of a place to live.

Ares couldn't resist the temptation and descended onto the earth.

Diomedes was done with everything.

He had almost drowned in a massive thunderstorm, then been washed ashore on the coast of Libya, only to nearly be sacrificed to Ares. Then he had landed in Attica, where the local king had mistaken him and his crew for pirates and had attacked them. And when he had finally come home to Argos, he had found his wife not only unfaithful to him, but also ready to kill him.

Now he had nowhere to go.

This moment he was walking through a forest, when he spotted a small river. Tired from the long march, he sat down, let his feet dangle in the water and sighed contentedly at the sensation.

“Feels nice, doesn't it?”

He jumped at the sound of the voice and hastily grabbed his spear.

But it was just a little girl sitting on a branch of a nearby tree, dangling a leg.

Except it wasn't.

Diomedes still had his enhanced sight and knew a god, when he saw one.

The girl twirled her auburn hair and eyed him with twisted curiosity.

“You look like life wasn't kind to you, sir”, she noted.

He shrugged. “Is life kind to anyone?”

“To some”, she replied. “You look like someone glorious. A hero. Isn't that a kindness of life?”

“I'm not so certain anymore.”

The child giggled.

“You seem pretty happy”, he remarked.

“Likely happier than you”, the other teased. “Then again, heroes almost never get to live happily ever after, huh?”

Diomedes resisted the temptation to roll his eyes.

“Your disguise isn't very subtle, Lord Ares Polydakros¹.”

The other snickered and leapt off the branch. When his feet touched the ground, he had turned from a little girl to what was basically a human form of his divine shape.

It made the Argive shudder. He almost averted his eyes, but managed to steel his nerves and hold the other's burning gaze (though his body refused to stop trembling).

“So Glaukópis² let you keep your enhanced sight”, Ares noted. “Interesting. Not that it's of much use to you now.”

“Have you come to gloat?”

“Yes, actually. After your stunt back at Ilion³, it is really satisfying to see you this humbled. And I don't even need to have revenge, because Aphrodite already had hers. Betrayal is a nasty thing, isn't it?”

The god's grin was twisted and way too broad. Obviously he was revelling in the other's discomfort and misfortune.

Diomedes refused to dignify the god's remark anyhow.

“But don't feel bad”, Ares chuckled, “It could be much worse. Most of the Achaeans drowned, Agamemnon was murdered and that psychopathic brat Neoptolemos was slain by Apollon's priests for some blasphemy a few days ago. Also, Menélaos, my half-sister Helene and Odysseus are all stuck far away from home. Compared to that, you got off easy!”

His smirk vanished. “You should be grateful, son of Tydeus. Considering the shit ton of murder attempts you escaped, you're actually really, really lucky.”

Diomedes bit his lip.

So he isn't going to kill me, then.

“No”, Ares answered his thought. “I'm not.”

Diomedes took a deep breath and forced himself to stop trembling, before putting his spear down.

“You can't blame me for being afraid of you”, he told the god bluntly.

The Man-Slayer laughed: “I don't. Only a fool wouldn't fear war.”

“What do you want then – apart from gloating, obviously.”

“Give you a piece of my mind”, the war god replied bluntly. “Remember how my granddaughter Kallirhoë saved you from being sacrificed to me by my son? You could at least have thanked her.”

Diomedes blinked in confusion. “But I left her a letter?”

“Kallirhoë couldn't read, Diomedes.”

Oh. Oh shit.

“The Libyans don't have a writing system”, Ares explained, “And even if they did, she was mentally disabled. It would have been extremely hard for her to learn how to read, if at all. Not that it matters now; she's dead. Hanged herself, because you broke her heart.”

Shit times two.

“Of course killing you sounds tempting”, the god went on. “But luckily for you, my family has other plans for you. Don't think Athena has forgot you. After all, you and Odysseus have always been her favourites. So before I leave, one last piece of advice: take the next ship to Italy, find the last surviving Trojans, lead by Aphrodite's son Aineias and return the Palladion to them. Only then will your misfortune end, for even though you had Athena's approval, that doesn't change the fact that you robbed it.”

For a few seconds Diomedes considered, if this was a trap. But it sounded logical enough, so he memorised it anyways.

Ares stood up and unfolded a pair of huge red wings. Then he took to the air and was gone, leaving behind only a single red feather.

Diomedes knew better than to consider this a sign of goodwill.

Ares, having gained just a bit of closure, continued his tour.

He had seen what he had wanted to see. Now it was time to leave Hellas and explore the rest of the world.

He hadn't been to Aigyptos in quite a while. He had a few friends there, who would be delighted to see him.

“ARES! EYYY!”, Sekhmet roared in delight.

“EYYY, SEKHMET! SO GOOD TO SEE YA!”, Ares yelled back and they engulfed each other in a bone-crushing hug.

“IT'S BEEN SO LONG, MOTHERFUCKER! HOW ARE YOU DOING?”

“DOIN' GREAT, YOU BOSS ASS BITCH! AND YOU?”

“GREAT! THE OTHERS ARE TOO!”

“AWESOME!”

A dignified cough interrupted them.

“Can you two please stop yelling?”, Thoth asked. “It's headache-inducing. Apart from that, welcome, Ares. What brings you here?”

“I'm travelling the world!”, Ares beamed at the ibis-headed god. “Just started my journey and I wanted to see old friends, before I discover the rest. My presence won't be needed in the next centuries, so why not get away from it all and do something new?”

“That's fair”, Thoth agreed. “Sadly, none of us can leave Ta Meri⁴ right now; the earthly world is quite a mess.”

Ares frowned: “Yeah, back in Europa too.”

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1) Polydakros: "Of Many Tears/Of Much Weeping", an epithet of Ares, referring to the woe and grief, which war brings. 2) Glaukópis: "Bright-Eyed/Owl-Eyed", an epithet of Athena, because of her bright eyes, which depending on the source are either grey or blue (in my version they're blue). 3) Ilion = Troy 4) Ta Meri: "Beloved Land", one of the ancient Egyptian terms for ... well, ancient Egypt, as the word Egypt is Greek in origin. The Egyptians also called their country Kemet, "Black (Land)", referring to the fertile soil along the river Nile, which was very dark because of the yearly inundations. The desert parts of Egypt were referred to as "Ta Desheret", which means "Red Land" and was the domain of the goddess Sekhmet and the god Set (and some other deities associated with the desert.

#Greek Mythology #ares #aphrodite #artemis #hermes #zeus #hera #enyo #eris #diomedes #egyptian mythology #sekhmet #thoth #world-weariness #tw: suicide mention

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the-everlasting-dream · 5 years

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Blaze - The Heist: Monaco M!MC

I’ve been teasing him for so long but here he is!

MC Name: Blaze - yup that’s all you need to know when you’re screaming

Book: The Heist: Monaco

Faceclaim: Toni Mafud

Love Interest: Eris, Rye, Fabien, Sonia, Cassidy, Samantha Evans, Isabelle Rivera, Kenji Katsaros, Zig Ortega, Avery Garcia Nadia Park, Athena Park, Damien Nazario, Elizabeth Richmond As many people he wants to get in bed with

10 Things About Him:

-Genius, play boy, conman

-Pan

-Of Syrian descent, he doesn’t know for sure as his mother never wanted to talk about her family or his heritage

-Was taken in by a rogue organisation called [REDACTED] who recognised his raw genius and groomed him into the man he would become.

- He never had trouble finding someone to fall in bed with, he’ll usually charm the pants off almost everyone he meets, then proceed to relieve of them of their valuables

-Has a string of broken hearts and crimes almost as long as he can last in bed (which if you didn’t already guess, is a LONG time, boy’s got stamina)

-High self preservation instincts, sense of adventure and risk taking (duh)

-Cares for his crew and people who are loyal to him, never EVER forgets a betrayal

-He’ll never say this but if he could be anything else other than a conman, he would probably be an artist.

-Underneath all the bravado, there’s a conscience that drives him toward that ‘steal from the rich to give to the poor’ mentality...when he can afford to.

Where you can see him next:

Collection of drabbles/ficlets tentatively titled ‘Notches’ about his sexcapades

A new crossover AU with TRR

Kiss prompts - various pairings

#the heist: monaco #blaze

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jflashandclash · 6 years

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Attrition of Peace

Thirty One: Ajax

I Bully a Teenager on Fire

Pax felt like a cheesy villain. If he had a mustache to twirl, now would have been appropriate mustache swirling time. Pax couldn’t grow one, but he heard construction paper and some tape could get the job done. [1]

Atë had been right: children of Eris were designed to be bad guys. “You and I are a lot alike…” he repeated to Leo. Pax removed his helmet, to remind Leo he was talking to another demigod instead of a monster, though the definition might have been blurring beyond a Mist trick and was questionable on the distinction.

A tugging sensation hit Pax’s gut as he said, “I know exactly how much this is going to hurt. So, sorry. I’ll give you an IOU on a burger or something.”

Leo tightened his grip on the sledgehammer and makeshift cage. Contrary to what Kally might have thought, Pax wanted Leo as armed as possible, and not because it would make things good for a photo op.

“You’re not the one who’ll be apologizing!” Leo declared before frowning. “Not that I’ll apologize. Because you’re a jerk. Dude, you have gotta stop twisting words around.” Leo’s hands rekindled.

That was the only thing Pax didn’t want.

Pax put up his empty hand. “Leo, we all know you’re hot enough without the flames. Besides, I’m the one who took Frank’s stick and pretended to be Hazel to make out with him. Do you really wanna flame up around me?”

Leo made a face at the words make out.

Pax didn’t want to do this. But he and his friends were about to start losing. He could still hear the command in his brother’s tone when he hissed—in Mayan—to get ready. As an information broker, Pax wanted to scream. You don’t mess with the Big Three on equal footing. That’s how you get weapon hurricanes, forecasted only for people who screwed up fighting a child of Poseidon or Hades.

The wind had picked up and spiraled towards Mr. Tempest Tantrum.

By now, Pax couldn’t see or sense Kally in his immediate surroundings. But he could hear the other Calypso muttering something from the trench. He gestured vaguely to her. “I guess she’s been lying to you. About the magic. And the boys. I wonder how much she’s lied to you about Mr. Seaweed Brain. You did just leave her to kill the one person in her way of getting Percy back. The one who took her dream boy from her.”

Pax remembered all the times he wished he’d been born a child of Apollo, or Athena, or even Dionysus, with the ability to heal, to do underwater basket weaving, or to make people uncontrollably disco. He remembered how sad he was the first time he found out what he could do.

A tugging in his gut told him his powers were taking effect. He had hated using it on Kally, to make her anguished enough for a solar blast. He hated it here.

“Hey, Snake Dude,” Leo said, “Don’t talk about my Sunshine like that. Else I’ll face-plant you. Hard. Leo-style.”

When Pax had done this to Kally, to make her angry about her mother’s presumed rape, he focused on the past horror he felt when realizing what his father must have done to Aunt Nilley for Axel to be born or Ms. Iwakura for Hiro. There had been no love there.

For Leo, this was much easier. He could feel their shared insecurities, honing in on the jealousy, the self-hate, the rage, the inadequacies, and the guilt. All Pax had to do was think about what would happen after this: how Alabaster would join their group, how Alabaster and Kally would start a painfully awkward romance worthy of their own nerd sitcom, since Alabaster was a hot dork and Kally wouldn’t tease him for being a witch, how Kally would try not to third wheel Pax, and Alabaster wouldn’t care because Pax hurt him too much. How Pax would become more and more alone until his brother murdered him in an act of rage.

Okay, maybe Leo wouldn’t empathize with that last part.

“I wonder if she’s been altering your memories, to avoid having to see him again. Have you had weird gaps or time lapses?” Pax asked. With the whistle of the wind, and the dash of rain, he had to raise his voice. “That’s like lollipop-stealing for a sorceress of her level, even if she’s out of her zone.”

Leo’s mouth twitched. His fire extinguished again.

“Do you think she’ll leave you for Percy whenever Annabeth and Percy break up? I mean, they will eventually break up. They’re a high school couple, and—even with the trauma—statistics aren’t in their favor for a healthy adult relationship. And that whole saved-her-from-forever-alone will eventually wear off of Calypso.”

“Wow. Dude. Ladies dig Commander Leo.” Although the words seemed confident, Pax could feel the anxiety unsettling Leo’s mind. The pull in Pax’s gut deepened, like a howler monkey decided to use his intestines as a getaway rope. “Calypso wouldn’t—”

“It’s okay,” Pax said, “It hurts to know you’re Ogygia’s—ha ha—washed up second. Or, in Calypso’s case, washed up twenty-third.”

“Not cool,” Leo snapped. He had gone pale. His fingers mindlessly fiddled with the leg trap. Before, Leo had been glancing back at his friends, to where the wind had picked up and the explosions were occurring. Now, all his attention was focused on Pax.

Although Percy’s gusts were howling and tiny water droplets dashed into Pax’s cheek with the ferocity of kamikaze mosquitoes, Pax braced into the storm with a sense of belonging. Feeling the watery daggers cut into his skin calmed him. Considering everything that had happened, this is how the world should look.

They were running out of time. Axel wouldn’t be able to stand against this for long.

“It’s hard, when you’re up against someone that you could never beat,” Pax said, feeling the bitterness slip into his voice. “Someone with a full, living family that loves them. A constant place to call home. Someone always accepted to the fanciest schools no matter how much he screwed up in the past. Someone whose ADHD and dyslexia only affects him when it’s convenient for the plot.[2] Someone that all the boys and girls fall for without him even trying. Someone with a future. How long do you think it’ll be before he steals your golden apple?”

Pax shrugged. The words made him feel numb. Not like a cute panda. “Again, you saved her from Ogygia, but that little party won’t last forever. How long do you think you’ll matter with him here?”

Leo opened and closed his mouth like he wanted to respond, but either nothing came out or the hurricane drowned the noise.

Pax clenched his fist. Leo replicated the movement. And Pax could tell, without any satisfaction or happiness, that he’d won and—in a horrifically evil way—he’d be able to save the day.

Thanks for reading! I hope everyone had a fantastic Halloween!

[1] Random soundtrack update! This scene was almost entirely written to the Kitchen Cover of Believer. (Admitted, with the AMV for Kakegurui).

[2] Sorry, I had to. :D

#Attrition of Peace #Traitors of Olympus #PJO #HOO fanfiction #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #Heroes of Olympus #Leo Valdez #Pax #Poor Pax baby

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yumitsukiyoru-archived · 7 years

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Eris and Arachne Doodle designs - Cosmotale

yep... im making a UT AU again XDD

this is a collage of doodles i did for an AU me and my sister are REmaking after some bullshit happened with an ex-friend of hers... anyway here's Eris, originally the Goddess of Chaos, and Arachne, originally a skillful sower turned into a spider by the Goddess Athena. This is basically the story about a few "gods" summoned in this pocket dimension where SOULS go before they are reborn in another life. Nobody that comes to this place remembers how or why did they come here. Meanwhile, they all slowly gather in this dimension and live in a mansion until they eventually remember everything.

Here's their Bio: First, Arachne Name: Arachne (last name N/A) Birth: August 29th (Virgo) Gender: Female (although she has no ecto-boobs) Height: 6"0' Special body feature: Four arms, five eyes, scar on the back of her head and chest Soul Color: Blue, Purple Magic: Strings of Death (similar to Muffet, but she throws her strings with poisonous daggers on them) Personality: Calm, tactical, reserved, protective, blunt, sometimes cold, sometimes insecure, patient Likes: Sweets, sowing, flowers, jewelry, jokes Hates: Excess, wasting time, dishonesty Bio: Arachne is a skillful sower and Eris's servant, but ended up being more of a right-hand woman than anything else. She is also an excellent stealthy fighter. Even though she calls him "Master" all the time and rarely by his name, she doesn't really treat him like a "master" either. She is always blunt and says exactly what's on her mind to Eris, she never holds back even though he is her "superior". It is probably due to the fact that they treat each other more as friends than a master and a servant. Even though she is often cold with Eris, mostly due to his constant flirting, she does appreciate him very much. Although, if this fondness is platonic or romantic remains a mystery, even for her. Now, Eris Name: Eris (last name N/A) Birth: April 10th (Aries) Gender: Male (ik this is strange considering Eris is actually a woman but idgaf Eris is a man now XD) Height: 5"9 Special body feature: Scar on his back Soul Color: Orange, Blue Magic: Dark Flames (burns things in seconds and if a small flame is shot on the head, it causes hallucinations) Personality: honest, jokester, giant flirt, nonchalant, energetic, dare-devil, sometimes shy, talkative, cocky Likes: Pranks, jokes, alcoholic drinks, meat Hates: boredom, boring people, wasting time Bio: Eris is a giant asshole and he knows this very well. He loves interacting with new people, but he also has the tendency to mess with them in almost every shape and form. Of course, he's not a complete asshole, whoever is close to him are very cherished by him, even if it doesn't stop them from teasing or messing with them. This especially holds for Arachne, for which it is pretty obvious he has an undying love for. He never explicitly said to her this, she may even be completely oblivious to this. But, he does show a lot of affection towards her as best he can, whether it’s by buying her nice things or being very "touch-y" without doing anything inappropriate. If you ask him about it, he will most likely be honest with you, that is unless he doesn't like you, he will keep silent if that is the case.

#undertale #undertale au #cosmotale #eris #arachne #skeletons #doodles #Character Design #undertale ocs #yumi t art #yumitsukiyoru

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agent-7-at-your-service · 7 years

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Future Plot: Project Titanomachy - Chapter 8

(( Camille belongs to @inklingleesquidly

Nebula belongs to @myzzy and @agenttwo

Celestes belongs to @alpinesquid

Telemachus, Julia Noh, Q, and others belong to me ))

I thought it wasn't a good time to be dreaming in the middle of a conflict, but it had to happen for a reason.

Camille wakes up again, personifying Princess Camilla again in Mythological Greece. She was finding herself in what appeared to be a training grounds in a wheatfield, taking a break from cutting down several straw-stuffed dummies. She felt angry, possibly coming from the fact that she killed Hippolyta during a hunt.

Athena can be seen leaning against a tree when Camille was resting. The wise goddess was watching her let out her rage for minutes now.

"You're angrier than uncle Poseidon," Athena teased.

Camille looked at her. "Athena... I didn't know you were watching."

"Still can't get over your decision to not claim the throne?" Athena asked.

Camille just couldn't get the picture of Sapphire getting her heart pierced by her arrow. She nods to Athena.

"Artemisia told me you would be here; You're supposed to be with her back in Amazonian lands, but I guess you have your reason to stay in Athens." Athena stops leaning against the tree and steps closer towards Camille. "And she said you refuse to become the Amazonian Queen because of what you did." Athena places a hand on her shoulder. "Come on, let me take you to the Parthenon for lunch."

Athena was really kind to Camilla, and being in Camilla's shoes made me feel like I can be friends with Athena too even if it was a dream.

At the Parthenon, Athena and Camille were sitting at the edge of a ledge. Underneath them was an opening for a waterfall to continue flowing into a natural spring that's below. In front of them was the view of Athens, Athena's city, and only the sound of men preparing for war can be heard along with celebration.

Athena treated Camille to a sweet bread her maidens make all the time as offerings along with grape juice that was supposed to be aged into wine. The wise goddess told her one story about an admirer she accidentally blinded.

"I blinded the poor boy for stumbling into my bath, and I thought he was a peeping tom. The springs down there is where he found me. And what was worse was that his mother was there, and she was bathing with me." Athena took a bite of her sweet bread and talked with her mouth full. "And his mother was about to tell me the complicated relationship we were all in." She swallowed her food.

"Let me guess, the son loves you, you love the mother, and the mother wants you to love her son," Camille guessed.

Athena blushed a bit and looked away. "...You can say that."

Camille took a bite of her sweet bread. "Whatever happened to that boy?"

"His mother told me to fix the blindness but I can do nothing about it, so I gave him the gift of prophecy and begged for forgiveness." Athena looks down at the springs. "I don't know what else happened to him... he never spoke to me or even sent me letters since that incident. Same goes to the mother." She then grabbed her cup of grape juice to take a big gulp.

"But that wasn't the only time you did something terrible, right?" Camille asked.

Athena sighs deeply. "I bullied a weaver to the point of driving her to suicide... and I turned her into a pet spider... She forgives me now."

That explains why she even has one; that's my pet spider now.

Camille looked closely at the activity in the city, wanting to change the subject.

"Is there something special happening?" Camille wondered.

"The Athenians, my people, are joining the Spartans and other city states to attack the Trojans...," Athena replied, "Our friends were divided just as my family is divided."

"What happened?" Camille was now interested.

"That jerk Eris was finally invited at the last minute of the wedding, but she missed out on a lot. So at the reception, she tossed an apple into the center." Athena seemed embarrassed. "And I fought with my mom and my aunt over it."

What was so important about an apple?

"You?fighting over an apple with your mom and an aunt?" Camille questioned, "That sounds so--"

"It's not just an apple, it was a golden apple that's 'to the fairest'. It would've granted immortality to the first person that takes a bite out of it." Athena didn't sound like herself as the tone became a bit angrier. Father Zeus had Paris of Troy make the decision, and he chose my aunt, Aphrodite."

"And how is this related to your city preparing for war?" Camille asked.

" Aphrodite pissed off a king, and that king is telling my people and others to march into Troy to 'save' his wife, Helen. Why did she have to pick a woman that's already married? I don't know," Athena's face was turning red.

And that... I’ve kept in mind. I would love to talk with Hephaestus about this when I have the chance.

"Who's are taking sides in your family?" Camille asked.

"My mom and I are siding with the Greeks. Poseidon and Triton, Hermes, Hephaestus, and Thetis decided to join in attacking Troy. Aphrodite, Ares, Apollo, Diana, and Leto choose to defend Troy and Paris's decision."

"What about Diana Artemisia?" Camille asked.

Athena anger was beginning to fade. ".....She chose Troy."

I didn't believe it when she answered, and I bet Camilla also felt her heart get torn that she was going to stand against Athena like this.

"Is that why I should be with her in Troy?" Camille was concerned.

"You're supposed to be my enemy." Athena quickly gets up. "...But it's not fair!" She looked at Camille. "Why are you even here!?"

Camille puts down her half-finished sweet bread and gets up. "Athena..... Diana is my goddess, but you're different from her. You're the only one I can call a friend!"

Athena didn't know how to respond to that and she was tearing up.

"Athena... " Camille was surprised to see her like this.

Athena steps closer to embraced Camille.

".....Camilla, I don't want you to go," she cried, "Please don't go."

And then I remember the visions that Nebula and I had during our sleepover. Camilla probably didn't want to go either, but what choice did she have?

Camille sighs and makes her let go so that they can look face-to-face. She remained calm during this heart-warming moment.

"Athena, I'm not going anywhere," Camille comforted, "And we're not going to war just yet. We still got time."

"...I guess you're right..." Athena smiles back. "...Shall we make these final days last then? As friends?"

"As friends." Camille hugs her.

After the dream was over, I return to reality and help fight Oceanus and Iapetus. I woke up and found myself on a chariot with Nebula.

Camille quickly wakes up from her dreaming sequence and finds herself on what is now Nebula's chariot. Nebula looks at her and smiles.

"Had a nice nap, Camille?" Nebula asked before pushing another bubble of ink at Oceanus's legs. "You almost fell into the ocean."

Camille slowly got up and noticed the chariot was being driven on the water. She quickly held onto Nebula with discomfort, yet the speed felt like she was driving her race car.

"Don't worry, we won't sink." Nebula was too busy throwing ink bubbles and brine at Oceanus.

".....I'm not even going to ask..." Camille prepared Athena's spear and activates Zeus's thunderbolt hidden inside it. "I hope they left a room for my spear because I'm going to ram it into their stomachs and rip their [censored] spines!" She waves her spear and points it at Oceanus's head. Yet, no thunder came for the skies were clear.

Okay, I have to be honest that I didn't really ask Uncle Sev or anyone to help me research Athena or Zeus. But Nebula had studied, so she was prepared.

"Want me to brew up a storm?" Nebula offered.

"You can do that?" Camille looked at her.

"Triton's father does it all the time." Nebula tosses another bubble of ink at Oceanus. "But if I do, we'll be risking the fleet's safety."

"Then we'll just go and warn them!" Camille was noticing Iapetus making the Albatross-class Jets fall back.

Nebula twirls her trident, points it forward, and raises it up slightly. That caused a hill of water to rise and act like a ramp for the chariot. When the Neo-Squid Sisters were close enough, Camille called out to Telemachus and Celeste.

"Guys! Brace for a storm!" Camille shouted.

"In the Pacific?" Telemachus questioned as Moemura. "Is Nebula serious?!"

"It's either that or every ship in our fleet sinks to the bottom!" Camille was ready to strike lightning at Oceanus.

"Just make it quick!" Telemachus soon puts the undead back to rest. "Anteros is out of arrows and Iapetus is drawing closer and closer."

Nebula had an idea when Telemachus. She lets Camille control the horses and the chariot while she raises her trident up high. She waves it in a circular motion as clouds begin to gather, and the first drops of rain came falling down.

The crew members of The Great Unagi and the fleet, Julia, and Q were getting indoors, but Telemachus, Celeste, and Anteros remained outside. Anteros still has his pink umbrella, Celeste used Hestia's Heart to create a small igloo made of clay bricks for her and Telemachus to stay out of the rain.

Only Nebula and Camille were exposed to the rain, and Nebula is immune to the water and not melting into a puddle of ink. Camille didn't have anything to avoid dissolving in water and she tries to twirl and swing her spear to see what can happen. One twirl of her spear and a ballerina spin rewarded Camille a raincoat made of snake scales and she was free to adjust the colors like a chameleon.

Oceanus delivered a wave by slams one hand into the water, making a tidal wave in seconds. Nebula takes control of the horse and chariot again and calms the waves down to protect the fleet. Camille can finally deliver lightning at the titans, but before she can do so, Nebula gave her a warning.

"Camille, wait until Iapetus comes closer." Nebula then created a tidal wave of her own to hit Oceanus. She had the chariot circle Oceanus.

Iapetus passed by The Great Unagi and blocked the chariot's way, startling the horses.

Oceanus, recovering from the impact of Nebula's tidal wave, was ready to crush them with Iapetus's help.

Oceanus saw how strong Nebula can fight with the trident, but right now he was underestimating us on a chariot. And with Iapetus coming closer, I needed to bring in the thunder now!

Camille didn't want to wait for Iapetus and Oceanus to come together and destroy them and the chariot, so she raise her spear up high and points it at each of the titans several times. Lightning was striking the titans randomly and rarely hitting them with heavy damage.

"Camille!" Nebula quickly made the chariot turn and head back to the decks of The Great Unagi. "What were you thinking?!"

"They were drawing to close!" Camille argued. "They were going to sink us!"

"Well thanks to you, we need to get away fast!" Nebula stressed.

"It doesn't have to go as planned, you know?!" Camille kept arguing.

"But you don't have to be so careless with how you fight these--" Nebula was cut off when Oceanus scoops them up along with the horses and the chariot.

Oceanus laughs. "Look at them, brother. Arguing like Zeus argues and his brothers."

"They're worse than the Olympians before them!" Iapetus mocked.

"Here, allow me to keep them still." Oceanus drops the chariot and grabs an iceberg.

Camille and Nebula were stuck in the ice from the waste down along with the horses who had their legs stuck. They tried to struggle but to no avail. Their trident and spear were still in their hands.

Iapetus pulls a hunk of iron from behind his ribcage and molds it into a hammer. Telemachus and Celeste were still in the clay brick igloo, avoiding the rain.

Iapetus raises the hammer up high and was going to finish Camille and Nebula off with a splat.

However, Camille made a last-ditch effort of getting her and Nebula out of the iceberg. She raises her spear up and closes her eyes, focusing; lightning began striking her and then it's deflected at Iapetus's face.

While Iapetus was blind, Oceanus was about to pick the iceberg up so he can destroy them himself.

Nebula swings her Trident so that she can make waves that can push the iceberg towards the Great Unagi. The impact freed Camille, Nebula, and Poseidon's chariot and they waste no time in escaping and getting back on the deck.

When there is no more rain coming down, Celeste and Telemachus were able to help out.

"You guys deal with Iapetus!" Nebula shouted. "I'll deal with Oceanus!"

Nebula was going to fight Oceanus alone, furiously sending tidal waves at him and only him. She was too mad to even focus on Iapetus; she was just hitting Oceanus hard.

Camille wasn't hesitant to help, and she began flying around Iapetus and striking lightning on every part of the Titan's body. Celeste was kicking Hestia's heart around, creating clay bridges for her to cross. Telemachus followed Celeste, crossing the bridges, and keeping an eye on Camille in case she plunges into the ocean again. If she falls, he would be there to save her so that she can recover.

Iapetus assumed Celeste and Telemachus were trying to get around him and he turns. Camille took this chance to swiftly strike lighting while his back is turned. They kept at this until Iapetus realizes the strategy.

Iapetus punches the clay bridge and sends Celeste and Telemachus falling down.

"Camille!" Celeste screamed.

Camille quickly swoops down to grab their hands. Telemachus makes her let go and he recovers by using his own wings to fly. Camille carries Celeste back to The Great Unagi while Telemachus followed.

Afterward, Camille glared at Iapetus and takes off, flying towards him and ramming into his chest. The titan is staggered and Camille was swarming around him with high speed, piercing the armor with lightning-based strikes.

"Take this you giant roaming freak!" Camille then made a final blow to Iapetus by shattering the ribcage with one stab and pierces through the titan by literally breaking the spine.

And you can guess who escaped.

Iapetus had his hand on his chest, gasping and spewing ink and black, worm-like substances. He then falls apart into two pieces, sinking into the ocean. Oceanus, who was still enduring every attack that Nebula was throwing, took notice and had to disappear in one red lightning strike. He knew it was another failure for him.

And then Anteros left-- probably to spread the word about the victory to other gods.

But the victory was bittersweet.

Julia Noh and Q return and reported that The Great Unagi was slightly damaged. The fleet can now leave the Japan Trench and return to Inkopolis with a job well-done. Camille, Nebula, Telemachus, and Celeste were back in their Agent attire, but they didn't celebrate their victory.

As the fleet turns back, Nebula was at the stern, sitting with her back against the wall. She was curled up and glaring down at the floor. Camille approached her with concern.

"Nebula...?" Camille was looking down at her.

Nebula didn't respond.

"Nebula, you don't need to be mad," Camille stated, "At least we stopped another titan."

Again, Nebula didn't respond.

There were still two more titans to deal with, but I don't know we can cooperate further to stop them. I didn't mean to do this to Nebby; she just didn't want a plan to go wrong.

When they returned back to Inkopolis, the first thing Nebula did once she is back in the city is to run off. She turns into a squid and super jumps to the direction to the Alexandria district.

"Nebby!" Camille runs after her with Celeste and Telemachus following behind.

And I haven't seen her this upset.

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