All of us swarmed the tavolo laden with armor
after dinner. Chiron instructed us of the rules, like always.
I was on the blue team with the
Poseidon, Athena, Dionysus, Hephaestus, and
some of the minor god's children's cabins. The red team consisted of the Ares, Hermes, Apollo, Aphrodite, and the rest of the minor god's children's cabins. In other words, we were toast.
I adjusted my heavy leather armor and strapped on my helmet. Last of all, I sheathed my own Celestial sword, perfect size, weight, and grip. I also slipped my shield onto my arm. I grunted and hoped no one heard. I was still getting used to the walking-around-in-armor-that-weighs-about-a-hundred-pounds thing.
Chiron blew the horn and we all ran off, yelling and whooping all the way. I had been put on defense, as usual. I'm not the best at offense.
Like the time I tried to grab the flag and ended up tripping and face-planting in the dirt, tripping up several of my teammates and basically causing us to lose that game. The time before that... te know what? This has nothing to do with Capture the Flag. Forget the whole thing.
Anyway, our team had placed its flag strategically (having Athena's kids on your team helps strategy-wise) a few hundred yards away from the brook, on a small collina I personally call The Lump. It was smart to put it there because, well, I don't actually know. Strategy is not one of my stronger points, as te might have noticed. While most of the other kids were talking about strategy and battle plans etc., etc., I'd been drawing fiori on my arm with a Sharpie.
Well, I was stationed in front of the brook, guarding the flag. I took in a deep breath
and looked around me. All of the plant-life glowed with a faint glow only children of Demeter could see.
I wanted to hop up into one of the oak trees around me and peacefully sit taking in nature, o maybe chat with some albero dryads, but I knew that with my luck, I'd just get up the albero and a group of campers from the red team would come over and take the flag, and da the time I would've climbed (or fallen) out of the tree, they would be half- back to the border (unfortunately, I speak from experience). Plus, with my ADD and ADHD, I'd be fidgeting and probably fidget myself out of the tree.
All of a sudden I hear a rustling sound, coming from the undergrowth to my left. I tensed and snapped my fingers, causing the vines growing up the trees and around me to spring to life. I braced myself to get pounded into the ground da Nyssa from the Hephaestus cabina o worse, Clarisse la Rue from the Ares cabin.
after dinner. Chiron instructed us of the rules, like always.
I was on the blue team with the
Poseidon, Athena, Dionysus, Hephaestus, and
some of the minor god's children's cabins. The red team consisted of the Ares, Hermes, Apollo, Aphrodite, and the rest of the minor god's children's cabins. In other words, we were toast.
I adjusted my heavy leather armor and strapped on my helmet. Last of all, I sheathed my own Celestial sword, perfect size, weight, and grip. I also slipped my shield onto my arm. I grunted and hoped no one heard. I was still getting used to the walking-around-in-armor-that-weighs-about-a-hundred-pounds thing.
Chiron blew the horn and we all ran off, yelling and whooping all the way. I had been put on defense, as usual. I'm not the best at offense.
Like the time I tried to grab the flag and ended up tripping and face-planting in the dirt, tripping up several of my teammates and basically causing us to lose that game. The time before that... te know what? This has nothing to do with Capture the Flag. Forget the whole thing.
Anyway, our team had placed its flag strategically (having Athena's kids on your team helps strategy-wise) a few hundred yards away from the brook, on a small collina I personally call The Lump. It was smart to put it there because, well, I don't actually know. Strategy is not one of my stronger points, as te might have noticed. While most of the other kids were talking about strategy and battle plans etc., etc., I'd been drawing fiori on my arm with a Sharpie.
Well, I was stationed in front of the brook, guarding the flag. I took in a deep breath
and looked around me. All of the plant-life glowed with a faint glow only children of Demeter could see.
I wanted to hop up into one of the oak trees around me and peacefully sit taking in nature, o maybe chat with some albero dryads, but I knew that with my luck, I'd just get up the albero and a group of campers from the red team would come over and take the flag, and da the time I would've climbed (or fallen) out of the tree, they would be half- back to the border (unfortunately, I speak from experience). Plus, with my ADD and ADHD, I'd be fidgeting and probably fidget myself out of the tree.
All of a sudden I hear a rustling sound, coming from the undergrowth to my left. I tensed and snapped my fingers, causing the vines growing up the trees and around me to spring to life. I braced myself to get pounded into the ground da Nyssa from the Hephaestus cabina o worse, Clarisse la Rue from the Ares cabin.
