War for Olympus *Almost Finished*

Rayah


I see my mom walk down the hall and I call to her, "YO MOM."

She turns around and walks towards me, a grin on her face. "Honey. I don't want to hurt you."

I got my knife and threw it at her, hitting her in the arm. I flashed a grin and her face became pale, but her lips were still as red as a rose. She pulled it out and it healed. I looked at her in disbelief. She punches me and I fall backwards, holding my jaw. I run for her and tackle her into the wall, punching her over and over. When I let go of her she runs off and into her throne room.

I smirked to myself and looked back at Andrew, "So can I help defeat Ares?"

Andrew~

I looked at Rayah as we walked through the halls to find Ivan.

"Can I help kill Ares?" she asked, I turned to her.

"I don't know if that's the best idea." she gaze me a look.

"But if you can get close enough you can fight him, but he won't go easy on you just because your pretty, and a girl."

We continued walking.

Rayah

I chuckle, "If I sing he will. That's my secret weapon." I say crossing my arms. "He wouldn't dare hurt me if I sing. I'll have the advantage."

Emmy

"Okay, mom," I said, drawing another arrow. "Start talking. You gonna retaliate, or not?"

"Why should I tell you anything?" Athena chuckled. "You can see the future; you figure it out."

"Talk," I spat.

"You really expect this to work?" Athena asked rhetorically. "You can't kill us, but we can kill you."

"So?" I retorted. "Not gonna stop us. You don't have to kill someone to defeat them. There are some places I know of... Once Ivan and his zombies take out Hades, the Underworld's ours. That's a pretty big place; would work well as a prison...wouldn't it, mother?"

*And back to the first page *

Rose - Artemis

I couldn't do it. I could feel the hate and see the repulsion on her face yet a small stupid voice kept on say, ' She's your mum, Rose.'

"What do you think you are doing here," She hissed, "Crawl back to that poor bastard and I'll spare your pitiful life."

A mum that belongs in the cold, dark dirt in a pauper's grave.

I continued my stride and aimed a few arrows at her, constantly missing by just a a centimeter or so. When faced with the Goddess of Hunt herself, my uncanny aime suddenly lost its title; she was fast. Then, there was that shield she miraculously whipped out. There wasn't enough time for me to summon enough power to inflict damage internally. Artemis was already getting offense too.

I reached behind my back for another arrow and a cold shudder past through me. I was all out. I looked around blindly while frantically dodging Artemis' attacks and spotted Emmy.

"Emmy! Do you mind sparing an arrow or two?"

Gemini Randa

I walked with a limp, the battle with my father who was still alive mind you, had exsauted me, I could see the palace just a few miles away from where I was. I was bleeding from both my leg and my hand, I could tell I was going to have this limp for awhile or until I found Jason who was hopefully still at the palace. I moved slowly though the chaotic streets no sign of Ivan anywhere to help me, I stood right at the doors of the palace now when I started feeling light head and slid down against the door to rest.

"Gemini, your such a fool." I tell myself.

"Taking on your father alone, when the others need you to help them defeat there parents." I continued to talk to myself.

Jason

I reach the door to the palace and hear something on the other side. Drawing my sword, I step through and flash a smile when I see Gemini. I sheath my sword again and close the door behind me, crouching beside her.
"What happened?" I ask, noticing her wounds.
Setting a hand on her wrist, I pull the box back up in my mind, beginning to heal her. I surpress a yawn in wait of her response.

Gemini Randa

Jason comes out and draws his sword thinking I was someone else, pain shot though me as the door brushes up against my bad leg. He sees and begins to heal me, right away.

"The battle with that think skulled idoit got a little bloody, this is what he left me with. I'm not sure about him, but my sword is gone and he has it." I said.

The sweet feeling of his powers were incrediable I rarely needed healing but when I did, they were severe wounds. As he checks my wrist over I feel his smooth hands, it had been the first time since I had met him that he had, They felt nice.

Jason

I'm not sure whether it is her vulnerability, or the sheer fact no one is around, but something feels different about her. She watches my hands as I double check her wounds in case I missed something. After all, if there was someone to be sure was completely fine, it would be her.
"Emmy and Rose are after their mothers." I report, feeling the need to fill the air. "Andrew awoke and took Rayah to find Ivan. They're headed off to find Ares."
A yawn escapes me and I blink a few times to keep awake, focusing on the scar across her wrist.
"And me... Well, you're the third person I've healed and, to be quite honest, it's not fairing well."

Emmy

"Sure, Rose!" I shouted, tossing her a few arrows. She had Artemis backed up against a bookcase, but she would definitely need more ammo.

I turned around--only to find a blank wall, and a hole and a spot of ichor where my arrow had pierced Athena's arm. I growled something incoherently, and then sprinted off into the library. My mother was quick--but I knew where she was going. She wouldn't escape again.

Gemini Randa

I listened intently as he gave me a detailed report on the war situation so far, Ivan, Rayah and the much alive Andrew were going after a war god, Ares a major fighter that I planned with Lyra to take out first, Ares' fall would equal either a turning point if we were lossing the invasion. Or a gaint step into taking out our parents, Lyra must have made her peace knowing his death would kill her as well. Emmy and Rose hopefully they came up with a plan to contain the gods, or at least until we become gods ourselves and no longer need them. Jason yawns as he finishes up my would at my waist, and for the first time, I notice how cute he was, I stood up and brushed myself off.

"Let's find the others." I said.

Emmy

"Okay, Emmy," Gem said over the radio. "I need you and Rose to come up with a plan for containing the remaining gods."

"Got it," I replied. That wouldn't be too hard. Athena was basically in charge of all strategy; if I could find her and pin her down, that would do the trick.

"Come on, Rose," I said. "Let's go find my mom."

Jason

Gem stands on her own and brushes herself off. I follow suit and open the door for her, letting her take her rightful place as leader.
"Who exactly are we going to find?" I ask, surpressing another yawn. "Lyra, Emmy, Rose? Or Ivan, Rayah, and Andrew?"

Gemini Randa

"Lyra, Emmy, and Rose, they only have one major melee fighter. Plus Andrew, Rayah, and Ivan can handle on there own." I said.

I put my hand to my ear piece and contacted Emmy.

"Emmy find and capture your mom, she'll hopefully be the key to our lives and the thrones." I said.

Now the plan at this point was to interrogate Athena for some answers.

Emmy

I snuck down another corridor, my longbow drawn. Athena had doubled back toward the throne room. Good. If Rose and I could trap her in there, we could back her toward that giant hole Gem had made in the window. Plus, a defeat in the throne room itself would be very symbolic. Gem would like that.

"There you are," I said, pointing my bow out in front of me. I had glimpsed my mother slipping into the throne room. "Gem, copy," I said into my radio. "Athena is in the throne room. I need people blocking all the exits. Over."

"Roger that," Gem replied. "We'll be right there."

"Rose, block this entrance, okay?" I said. "I'll take care of Athena." I lowered my bow, stepped back slightly, and started counting off in my head. 3...2...1.

Pulling my knee up as far as I could, I kicked the door open and ran into the throne room, my bow pointed at Athena's throat. "Don't move!" I ordered.

Athena stopped dead in her tracks, frozen in fear, and then started shuffling backward, toward the gaping hole in the window. "You think you can try that?" she asked rhetorically. "I'll stay here as long as I have to. You won't be able to keep that bow drawn forever. You can't wait as long as I can."

"You're right," I said, letting my draw arm relax. I put the arrow away, slung the bow over my shoulder, and pulled a pistol out of my belt. "But now I can."