The Will of the Fates (Dead)

"Sky Fate"

"To the shadows!" I whisper to everyone quickly.

The crowd despirses and leaves the cave everyone is in, they walk by us unable to see us due to our clock's. The only one that hasn't left was a demigod by the name of Xenophilious, a brother of mine had taken command of the Rebel's. I remember back to when we were still on the Island of the Fates when I received the task to have the gods be executed, the detail's of the breifing were sketchy. But I knew enough to make it need to happen, our ladies had told us that the gods sought to use the threads of reality. Where they had the most power for anything to happen. They controlled the very fabric of reality, and at one point Zeus had planned to challenge and defeat the fates so he could control this power, and no other gods had protested this plan, so now we servant's of the fates. The most powerful demigods on the plant were sent to ensure the Rebel forces would win. But we were prohibited from directly intervening, so the fates had given us a special poison to help the Rebels. Something that would drain and sever the demigods connection to there parent's, as the other's had left the three of us, me Kalen and Bloody had gone in to secretly meet with the head of the rebels. To hand him the poison, we approached slowly as we surrounded him and the table. Kalen and Bloody on the sides as I stood in front of him.

"Who are you?" He asks not even bothering to look up.

"Our names are of no importance, you only need to know what we are and who were sent by. We are the Servant's of The Fates, wise and powerful we are, we have come to assist you because of our ladies, take this poison and make good use of it. For it's the only batch you'll get." I said putting the poison on the table.

I backed off slowly allowing him to talk, I couldn't see Kalen's or Bloody's face, they were surrounded and this one looks as if he doesn't trust us very much. I give a silent note to allow anyone else add on to what they need to add on. I back into the shadows disappearing from his eye.

Matt "Bloody" Phantom

I sighed. Like always, Sky Fate had to be the first to speak. Looking at the guy, I frowned. Why did the Fates want us to help him? I tightened my hoody, making sure to keep my face hidden. Sky nodded to us before disappearing into the shadows.

I cleared my throat, getting the guy's attention. Oh how I hated talking. "The poison will allow you and the others to overthrow the gods. You will strip them of their immortality, and take their place. The only downside, or worst case scenario, is that if it doesn't work, you will lose your powers temporarily. It lasts for like a week or two," I say. The room is quiet when I talk. My voice seems hoarse, but I don't like talking loud.

The guy shook a little and looked like he was thinking about whether he would take it or not. I smiled, but he couldn't see it due to the hood. Now he knew the risks, but everything was falling into my hands. I slightly shifted my head and Kalen saw me and smiled. They didn't know that we were just using them.

"Are you going to take it or not?" I ask keeping my face straight. The guy looked down at the poison and back at us. I could feel Sky watching us and I hooked the deal. "Like I said, the poison will let you be the gods instead of your godly parent. You will have all their powers, and they will be mortals. You do want that, don't you?" I ask, my voice becoming a little persuasive.

"I'll take it," he said taking the poison. I smiled. The deal was set, and my plan is starting out perfect.

"Then it is done!" I say only a little louder. The guy nodded and I stepped back, fading into the shadows as well.

Xenophilous Ishtakhar

"Well well well," I began, smirking. I leaned back in my seat and crossed my ankles on the table, tracing the grooves that time had carved on the ancient wood, quite out of place in the black walls and glowing lichen. The air was pervaded with the damp, musky scent of death. I loved it.
The others looked at me expectantly, and I waited a while before answering, keeping them hanging. The expectancy was practically palpable.
"The Fates themselves wish us to overthrow the gods, the usurpers!" I began. I raised the vial of poison given to me by the three enigmatic servants. "Too long have they oppressed us, abusing their power, causing devastating wars on whims!"
Murmurs of approval. I glared, and silence once again ruled.
"Now it changes! We have been granted the power to do something about this... I say we use it! It will be a hard road ahead of us, but cowards were not summoned here. No, the best of the best were. Are you with me, or what?"
Silence once more.
Then the discussion began

London:

I popped a few pills in my mouth as I thought this over, shoving the bottle back in my deep jacket pocket next to my blood-stained razors. Finally, a chance for revenge at Apollo- the man I had to begrudgingly call my sperm donor. I nodded silently in agreement, leaning back in my seat, sat away from the others, lacing my fingers together on my stomach.

I caught one of the others staring at my wrist, and quickly pulled down my sleeve to hide the scars and fresh cuts. What I did was my business, whether it deteriorated my health or not, and I hated when others tried to haggle me about it.
"What about you?" One of the others said to me. I didn't know any of their names.

"What do you thing, Pill Boy?"

I ignored the name with a roll of my eyes, then shrugged. "Sounds good to me."
The one I was talking to suddenly reached down into my jacket pocket, extracting the bottle of pills before I could stop them. I growled and tried to grab it back.

Spoiler

Could be anyone?

Cael

I was the first to respond, calling out, wanting revenge against my mother. I stood up looking around at the rebelious faces around me. "I'm with you. Their ideas are so old they're almost withered away, just like the gods. We'll just make nature's task easier."

Andra stood up to, already grasping her golden disk, ready to strike something. Several others then stood up, including Ranah and Meth. Well, when Meth stood up it was a bit of a stagger. Xeno nodded happily, and the Fate's servants looked pleased as well. I sat down, as did the rest of them. I was all ready to fight.

Nessa

Yessss....

I was ready to overthrow my stupid father. Thinks he's all better then me. Lets find out. I stood with the others, keeping my face hidden in my hood and creating a two handed sword in my left hand and my treasured bow and arrow hooked onto my back with my handle for it in my right hand. I was ready. No doubt about it. Once everyone sat, I did too and kicked my feet up on the chair infront of me. This was going to be interesting.

Skye

I listened silently to the threats everyone was making towards the Gods, thinking of a few myself. Everyone seemed to be ready to fight, and to be honest, so was I. Athena might have given birth to me, but she wasn't what I would call a mother.

Looking around at everyone's eager faces, I realized I wasn't the only one thinking that. Everyone here was like me--we hated our Godly parent. I nodded in approval, as everyone stood up at once, yelling for revenge.

"Get ready for a fight, mother," I whispered to myself, a smile playing on my lips.

Meth

I stand in a room full of familiar people from camp. I knew all their names, but I wasn't going to let them know that. I see London standing away from the others, popping pills. I think to myself for a long moment,

Nope, don't do it Meth. Don't do it. For the love of fine wine, don't do it

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Nope, I'm doin it...

I begrudgingly walk over to London. Completely hijacked by the alcohol that I had previously consumed. I reach him, and he hangs up his phone. I look him over for a second. He's got potential to be pretty, but his wrist is scarred from cutting and he's twitching, obviously hijacked by pills. Not my type.

"What about you?" I say to him, indifferent.

"What do you think, Pill Boy?"

He shrugs and looks at me. "Sounds good to me."

I reach into his jacket pocket and take his pills. He growls and tries to grab them back.

"These look like some fancy pills, mind if I have one?"I ask mockingly.

"Dude, not cool! Give'em back!" he says.

London:

I suddenly snapped, my mind conforming. I remembered everything- his name was Meth.

Meth mockingly screwed off the cap of the pills, but my hand jerked, nearly knocking it out of his hand. He managed to hang onto it and laughed. I growled and tried to take the bottle back, but he- he was taller than I was- held it easily out of my reach. His eyes catch my scarred wrists, and he laughs harder. I rolled my eyes.

"Give them back!" I growled, loud enough that everybody stopped talking to look at us. My hand was on Meth's chest, for support since I was trying to reach up and grab my pills back.

"What are you gonna do about, Pill Boy?" he sneered. I reached still, but he held the bottle higher. "And get your hand off my chest."

Meth

He puts his hand on my chest to try and get a better perch on my arm to get his pills. Frankly, it's quite entertaining to watch him. It's just as easy as I thought it would be to keep his pills away from him.

"Meth! Give them back!" I say.

"Nah London, I think I'll hold onto them for a little bit." I say, holding the bottle a little higher.

Fellwyn

I walked in late, of course. I'd gotten lost on my way here not knowing anything outside the island of Lemnos. Everyone was silent, starring at two young, teeenage, boys; one considrably taller than the other. The smller one had his hand placed roughly on the others chest who seemed to be holding something far abouve the shorter ones head.
"Meth! Give them back!" The shorter one says
"Nah London, I think I'll hold onto them for a little bit." Replies the other. I drew my sword as I entered futher into the gloom, making my way to the table where the two were stood. When I was close enough I slammed the sword down on the table;
"For god's sake! I came here looking for fellow rebells who would help defeat the god's, not squablle over..." I glance to see what it was Meth was holding over London, "meds," A handy phrase I'd learnt on my travels.

London:

Taking advantage of Meth's distraction, I grabbed his crotch and gave it a hard yank, making him double over and drop the pills. I smirked and tucked them deep into my pocket again, watching him swear. He pushed me against the wall, cradling his crotch, and seethed,

"You're gonna pay for that, dickshit,"

I smirked wider. "What are you gonna do, sweetheart?" I made sure to put emphasis on the last word, watching him swear still, apparently still in pain.

Lucia "Sky Fate"

The sheer stupidity of the rebels annoyed me to no end, they were already fighting each other which would be very bad if they were to ever become gods. I backed further into the shadows as I controlled the urge to blast these guys with some lightning from my father. Kalen and bloody join me at my side as I wait for order to be finally restored to this worthless place, the rebels cheered and fought each other as Xeno just stood there not doing anything about it.

"God these guys are such idiots" I whisper low enough for Bloody and Kalen to hear me.

Bloody

I frowned. I agree with her, which was rare. I nodded, my movements barely noticeable to to the others. Kalen and Sky could see it, since they knew me. I needed to kill something. I stretched, my movements silent, ghost like.

"They're falling into our plan," I mutter, my voice barely audible to others.

Meth

After this brutal display, I decided to have a little fun with London. I straightened up and put on my best poker face. I smiled, then mouthed.

Call me... ~ I did the sign for call me, then walked away.

I may regret that, but then again, I may not