Children of the Gods: Arc 2 [Game/Closed]

[Not G. Ivingname]

Steven gripped his head. This ride was becoming a disaster, the driver was drinking and most likely didn't have a license, the people in the back were chatting like crazy about skin tones, and that big rock didn't seem to be coming any closer.

Maybe being a demigod wasn't so much of a blessing as he thought...

 

[IFS]

Aria had stuck her head up between Nicole and Able to answer Able's question, though she quickly settled back into her seat. Nicole glanced back at her as she started staring out the window.

"So you seem to be feeling better today, got a handle on the whole demigod thing yet?" she asked, "Must be rough finding out so late."

They were all in the car together, what better time to get to know everyone? Some of the others had started their own conversations, like Andrew and Etna, whereas Dan had simply gone to sleep. Steven meanwhile was trying to keep them from crashing, or at least sitting next to Prometheus looking worried.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"So you seem to be feeling better today, got a handle on the whole demigod thing yet? Must be rough finding out so late."

Aria turned her gaze back toward the voice "Err.. Nicole right? I donno know how I feel, or whys it's bothering me, not like it's going to make my life better, or give me a family to go home to. Just a better sounding title then 'witch' is all it really amounts to." she replied, straightening up to look her in the eye

 

[IFS]

"Err.. Nicole right? I donno know how I feel, or whys it's bothering me, not like it's going to make my life better, or give me a family to go home to. Just a better sounding title then 'witch' is all it really amounts to."

"Yeah... what happened to your family? If you don't mind me asking that is," she said, I can't believe people would call her a witch, I mean I know parts of the south are a bit backwards but even so.

She had to admit being a demigod was a mixed blessing, there were the benefits of course, being faster stronger, special powers and such. But it certainly wasn't an ideal situation family-wise, and those powers weren't always a good thing. She remembered how she had started to wonder if maybe they were cheating, if she was no better than someone taking drugs to perform better. Of course meeting a fellow demigod had helped her with that, made her feel like she was working for her success again, but Aria hadn't even known their were demigods until last night.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"Yeah... what happened to your family?

Aria rubbed her upper arm a bit, she still didn't like talking about it, but figured there wasn't any harm in telling her. "I donno my real dad, but something musta happen, cause when Freya visited me last night she said she thought I was dead. As for the people who raised me, my adoptive, and quite frankly awesome parents, they died when I was fifteen, car accident with a long haul semi, the driver feel a sleep at the wheel and drifted into the oncoming lane, and a few months earlier, Gramma and Grampa passed on, they where like ninety though, so it was just their time, still..." Aria said, the memory's still stinging her "So I don't got no one waiten on me back in Texas"

 

[IFS]

"So I don't got no one waiten on me back in Texas"

"That's horrible," Nicole said, she could hardly imagine being without family in what seemed to have been an almost hostile community "I'm really sorry, I wish I had more to say than that." I'd hug you if I could, but the seat is in the way.

She had always had her dad there to support her at least, she didn't want to think of what it would be like if he were to die in some accident. She also wondered at what could have possibly caused Freya to think Aria was dead, had her father lied to the goddess? Or was there more to it, she supposed Aria likely had the same questions.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"I'm really sorry, I wish I had more to say than that."

"Thanks, I still miss em, they where always there for me, always loved me, no questions asked, even when my powers started comin in" Aria said, getting kinda depressed, before shaking her head like she was trying to she the feeling off "I try not to dwell on them being gone though, I remeber all the good times, like Grampa teaching me how to shoot and hunt, or all the charcoal I made while Mom was teaching me how to cook, or all those fishing trips with Dad" She said, brightening a little at those memory's

 

[DarkRawen]

When Andrew had been ignored by Etna he had decided to let her be. After all, it was hot in the van, and if he thought so, then Etna had to be the same, if not worse. Not letting her rest would be too much of a jerk thing to do for him to justify it with her dislike of him, and rude answers.

We better not have to keep riding in this thing. I almost wish it would just break down already.

Nicole and Aria had started talking, although he had no reason to say anything. It was then Aria spoke about how her whole family was gone, her real father unknown, her adoptive parents dead in a car accident, and her grandparents who had died natural deaths. He didn't know whether or not he should say anything, minding his own business was probably a good idea, but would someone get offended by sympathy? Not to mention, how was he supposed to react to hearing this? Sad? He didn't feel sad, sure, it was tragic, but stuff like this happened all the time.

Still, her family died.

Nicole seemed to have handled it well, but empathy wasn't Andrew's strong suit. It was things like that that tripped him up, he never knew which feeling to have or how to show it. If it had been a recent thing, like a death in the hospital, he would know what to say. But this was different, a different kind of tragedy. It needed a different response. Aria continued, talking about remembering good times, obviously getting emotional due to the topic. He gave her a sad smile, he still didn't know what to do. However, he didn't like seeing people sad.

You imbecile, just say something.

"It's good you have something to look back on, at least. I'm sorry for your loss."

 

[IFS]

"I try not to dwell on them being gone though, I remeber all the good times, like Grampa teaching me how to shoot and hunt, or all the charcoal I made while Mom was teaching me how to cook, or all those fishing trips with Dad"

She nodded, that was a good outlook to have if nothing else, not like moping about ever solved much. Andrew soon chimed in from the row in front of her with agreement to this.

"It's good you have something to look back on, at least. I'm sorry for your loss."

"Yeah, better to remember the good than dwell on the bad," she said, she wanted to offer condolences but that had already been done and offering to help or be there to talk to seemed somewhat silly she's dealing with it well, not much I can do. Probably what gets to me about this, not being able to do anything.

 

[Lunar Templar]

"Thanks, both of you" Aria said, smiling a little "Maybe there's a chance with my real Dad, probably best I don't expect my real mom to ya know, be a 'mom', we'll see I guess, depends on what happened with my real Dad I guess." She said, wiping a tear from her eye that started to well up. "What about you all eh? Who's waitin on you all back home?"

 

[DarkRawen]

"Thanks, both of you. Maybe there's a chance with my real Dad, probably best I don't expect my real mom to ya know, be a 'mom', we'll see I guess, depends on what happened with my real Dad I guess."

Andrew was about to say something more, but she wiped a tear away from her hear. She was tearing up. Andrew did his best not to seem surprised, just nodded.

Is she crying? Is it really that sad?

He hadn't ever lost anyone like that, nor had he ever been someone to cry. Not even when he had lost a patient he was tending to, an old lady, had he started crying, or even felt the need to do so. At this point, it was more the fact that he still felt out of place, rather than what she had told him, that bothered Andrew. Luckily, Aria asked a question before he would have to say another thing about it.

"What about you all eh? Who's waitin on you all back home?"

He wasn't fond of talking about the details of his life, apart from his future career. Still, if it could make this whole situation pass, he'd pour his heart out.

Well, not that extreme. But some details at least.

"Well, right now, no one. I don't have any siblings, and I'm not talking to either of my parents at the moment. Even if I did speak to my mother, my father is someone I've seen 2 times, and hardly talked to. He just came around recently, and we don't really get along." He should probably give some more details, but honestly, he didn't know what he could add without seeming ungrateful or even tactless.

 

[Green Shoes]

Ignoring dirty looks from Stephen for drinking lightly, Prometheus stared forward at the approaching rock. To the left of it was the small tourist hub; a few buses surrounding a small, one-story building. Tiny figures moved in and out, some departing from the group to get a closer look at the navel of the world. He failed to understand why they congregated away from the monument they came to see.

"Probably a bloody gift shop..."

A sudden shadowy figure whipped in front of the car, knocking it, causing Prometheus to slam on the brake and turn the wheel. Hard. His glasses had fallen to the bridge of his nose, and his breath was panting. His voice was grim and serious.

"Stay here. Don't move."

Prometheus slowly opened the door and stepped out. They were at least another hour or so from the people, even though they were within plain sight.

Checking the front of the van, there was a cloven hoof-print in the center of the grill.

"What the he-"

Another shadow flitted behind Prometheus, throwing him a good length away from the van. He lay there dazed, and the shadow atop him took form. Others quickly surrounded the car, a small group, but incredibly dangerous.

Satyrs.

Spoiler: ooc

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[IFS]

"What about you all eh? Who's waitin on you all back home?"

"My dad mostly, got some friends back at school and back in Iowa as well though," she replied "I've known my mom since I was little but she's never around much."

She was about to say more when the van lurched to a sudden stop, Prometheus looked worried and exited the van, telling them to stay inside. Then something hit him hard, sending him flying before jumping on top of him when he hit the ground. Goat legs and human torso with goat horns, it was fairly easy to recognize them though overcoming her surprise was another matter entirely. Satyrs? What the hell... Would've never pictured them to be a threat. Nevertheless they were clearly dangerous.

She felt afraid, it wasn't right to be trapped in this metal box and she pushed past the others to try and reach the door to open it. She reached for the side opposite where Prometheus had gotten out, not like she was about to put herself near that thing if she could help it.

 

[Ruedyn]

"What the he-"

"Wha-" Dan awoke, and smacked his head into the seat in front of him. He groaned, getting out of his seat and rubbing his forehead. He saw the Satyrs around them, and took off his backpack. He was very nonchalant as others went about what they were going to do, he pulled out his spear.

The spear was in three pieces, connected by a bungie cord type thing. He connected the pieces, twisted each one to keep it in place during the action that was about to occur. When it was ready, it stood as tall as him, and was a solid gunmetal grey, with a bit of leather on the parts he would grip, and a symbol on the spear head. A simple, silver Valknut.

"Alright, fighters go to the front, everyone with support magic in the middle, people who can't fight in the back! If we can't take on a bunch of drunken goat men, what chance do we have against the god? Take up arms, this battle'll quick." He pushed his way out of the car first, gripping his spear tightly.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Aria listened to Nicole and Andrew, and was about to reply when the van came to a sudden stop, she looked out side to come face to face with something ugly "What the hell is that?!" she said backing away for the creature "More over what's it want?"

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

Pans? Goatmen? What are they doing here in Australia?

Well, it was a bus full of Demigods...

"GET OUT!" Steven yelled before opening his passenger door, with 1911 in hand. While he didn't have direct offensive magic, the gun was ranged so decided he should stay in the back with the other magic users, which sounded like a good plan as anything.

Steven took aim, prayed the goats weren't bullet proof, and fired.

 

[DarkRawen]

The van stopped, and Prometheus was attacked by something that looked like a satyr. Which it probably was, thinking baout it. There were several of them.
Fuck.

Andrew would have been afraid, but he only knew how to deal with situations where things could go very wrong with an almost scary calmness. He knew he couldn't do much against them, nor would he try, but he'd have to get out of the van in order for other people to get out.

"Alright, fighters go to the front, everyone with support magic in the middle, people who can't fight in the back! If we can't take on a bunch of drunken goat men, what chance do we have against the god? Take up arms, this battle'll quick."

What use is staying in the back when the damn things can just jump over people?

Still, it was a good as plan as anything else right now, so he followed Dan outside. After all, not doing as everyone else did might be more of an hindrance than they could survive. He took care to step aside from the door, and leaving room for all the people who would be in front of him. He couldn't help but to look over at the satyrs, and lower his head, so that he wouldn't get spotted by them. Looking towards Dan, and the others who were exiting or would exit the van, he couldn't help but feel that they were...

Human shields.

It was a chilling thought, really. But as long as they didn't die, he'd do his best to patch them up. He could hear the sounds of a gun going off.

Who is shooting?

It was Steven, it seemed. Andrew just sighed, hopefully this didn't mess up the whole thing.

 

[Deu Sex]

Remus had sat quietly throughout the duration of the trip. As he did, he listened carefully to the girl Aria as she talked a bit about her past. He felt especially saddened when she brought up the death of her parents. Remus couldn't imagine how difficult it must be for someone to have lost their family. Growing up he didn't have many people close to him, only his mother and uncle, yet he loved them with all his heart. For Aria to have had everyone she knew back home die must have been an agonizing feeling.

As he was about to open his mouth to speak, the vehicle came to a sudden pained brake. While at first thinking that the halt had been the result of Prometheus foolishly drinking while at the wheel, he became concerned when the god spoke in a grizzly tone. "Stay here. Don't move." Watching carefully as Prometheus stepped out of the truck, he was shocked to see a shadowy figure suddenly jump out and assault their driver. Remus' mind immediatly entered an alert state and he felt his body sharpened in response to the nearby danger. He was surprised to see Nicole suddenly dart across to exit the vehicle. He was almost as surprised to see Dan, who had been asleep seconds ago, suddenly shouting commands like a general. But while the former sight panicked Remus, the latter calmed him.

Obeying Dan's shouts he wasted no time running out of the van to meet the mysterious threat. His senses sharp and his fists clenched tight, Remus scanned the area with the alertness of a predator. He recognized the foes as being Satyrs the moment he got a good look, remembering their images from books on mythology he used to read. Remus stayed close to the others, while keeping an eye on Prometheus as he lay dizzy from the sudden strike.

 

[Dogmatic99]

I guess this whole thing is kind of like the myths and the movies. Abe thought to himself as the others placed their bets on what waited for them at the rock. Now that she said it an oracle seemed like the most likely option, though he really hoped they wouldn't be so awkward as to try and make them 'Prove their worth'.

He fell back into his usual habit of sitting back and listening as the conversation took shape around him. aria seemed to be really opening up to the group as she told the story of how her god-mother I guess I should just say mother? had appeared to her and how she had lost her adopted parents and the way she had been treated. The idea that someone could even be called a witch in this day and age. Was she in the bible belt? I mean I hear parts of America can be crazy but... Jesus... He did his best to convey some sympathy to her, though he couldn't be sure if she saw or understood it.

The bus trundled on apace through the seemingly endless flatlads and- Shit! Prmetheus had slammed on the brakes, jolting everyone forward violently and knocking half of them together in the cramped conditions. Their driver uttered a warning and went outside to check on the situation. [/i]Did we hit something?[/i] How could he even do that out here? The next thing he saw was Prometheus being sent flying from where he had been and shapes circling the bus like blurry sharks. Oh god...

Dan and some of the others sprng into action as if they were born for moments like this.They probably were. Still they had the right idea, they were sitting ducks cooped up in the bus. He clambered out behind the others and made his way into the open. Dan was giving off orders, which made plenty of sense, but Able had no idea where he would fit in with them. He tried to think, to just make sense of all this and calm his racing heart. Then something that Dan said about combat to the front, magic to the middle and all that. That's it! Justt hink of it like a video game! His power had always come in handy when he was boxing, he could take a hit better than anyone, and hell he never had to be careful around sharp objects. Oh crap am I the tank class?

One of their attackers answered the question for him as it zipped by in a blur of motion, coneecting with his head on the way, sending Able stumbling but not flooring him. Argh! What the hell was that? Before he could even try and work that out it had come around for a second pass, hitting him in the back as it went. His hand went to the hit instinctivly while the other reached out to steady himself, his feet digging into the earth in an attempt to get some grip. Those punches (at least he thought they were punches) hurt like hell but he was still standing. He blinked the sun and pain back and tried to focus on something when for the first time he saw it clearly.

What the hell is that? Are those goat legs?!

It seemed to have stopped to regard him for a moment from a safe distance. It looked confused... and angry, like it couldn't understand why he was still standing there. When it bared it's teeth, kicked it's back legs and lowered it's horned head in his direction. Oh please don't. Able's eyes went wide as he realised what it was doing. In a flash it was off and any training for fights he had ever had went out the window as instinct and panic took over. One arm reached up to try and act as a barrier between him and harm while the other lashed out, fist clenched as the two of them collided.

 

[Not G. Ivingname]

Steven watch the goatman suddenly move as soon as he pointed the gun at it, the bullet missing. At least he knew they feared guns.

That one managed to run around and smash into him in the side. Steven felt a rib break. Steven was on the ground. The goatman aimed a quick stomp to his right wrist, most likely trying to break his hand. Steven was barely able to more out of the way, sticking a screw driver into the creature's other leg.

It tried to run, although it quickly fell over and rammed into a rock. Steven forced himself to his feet, picked up his gun, the fired two bullets into the Goatman before turning back to the fight.

"GRAPLE WITH THEM!" Steven yelled out, "Don't let them run around! Get them on the ground and they will die!"