Demigods : Version 3.0 { Closed, Started }

[blaze96]

Elizabeth listened intently before speaking.

"Alright so we are going into the warehouse blind. I'll make sure to load up for both human and mythical then. So I'm guessing our job is to go in, find out why that place is important, then either report back or stop it. Sounds like it should be an easy enough task." She then went ahead and left grabbing her bow and heading to the armory to get her leather armor and 3/4 of a quiver's worth of celestial bronze tipped arrows and 1/4 quiver's worth of standard iron tipped arrows in case she ran into any humans. She changed into the armor and started for the garage.

 

[NeoAC]

Think I dodged a bullet there, alla them hard-asses going off to them mountains. Course what do I got? Guess if we're hittin' up downtown Brooklyn, we'll be all set for business there.

"Right, Imma go get my beatin' stick and I'll see ya'll down at the garage there," he informed the others who were still standing around. People were already moving to retrieve stuff, a good sign. Least Jess is comin'. Gives me somethin' to look at while we're doin' this.

Brandon headed back to the cabin to retrieve necessary mission supplies: his weapons, his iPod and his phone. Weapons for if it turned out to be a fun mission, electronics for if it turned out to be boring. That should cover 'er. Ready for action, he made his way towards the vehicle lot. Just give us a good ride for this mission and we'll be set.

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

Jia rubbed her chin. Chimaera. How do you deal with something like that?

Oh, right. You hit it until it stops moving. Possibly hit it some more after it goes still.

It was a simple matter to head to the armory and collect a crossbow and a quiver of celestial bronze quarrels, and then she headed for the edge of the forest, cradling the crossbow in her arms as she walked.

 

[Lefthandofgod]

Dorofei let the group sort out the formalities. All he needed to know was time. How much time he had to get to Freya, and how much time they had to fight. As he saw her leave to the Hades Cabin, he began to formulate his plan. He quickly made his way over to the edge of the forest and waited for the Hades Child to cross his path on her way to the rest of the group. He waited with the patience of a master hunter. Then he saw her making her way from the cabin.

?Good, she?s fully armed?, he thought to himself. ?This will make things interesting?

He stepped out from the trees and onto the path, his axe at the ready and his armor fully formed.

?So. You and I. We still got problem?

 

[Lambi]

Freya stopped and looked at Dorofei with an indifferent scowl. "The fuck do you mean, we have a problem? We're about to do a mission here, and you want to fight me? I don't have time for this shit right now. If you want to fight, we can do so after the mission." She then attempted to walk past Dorofei and to where they were supposed to go.

Dorofei slammed the flat of his axe into Freya's stomach, sending the girl flying.

"NO! We fight NOW, hellspawn."

He brought his axe up and planted his feet.

"How do we trust monster who hides like you?" He roared. "No honor! No pride! No soul! No better than monster we hunt!" He raised his axe high and rushed Freya.

" AND. I. SLAY. MONSTERS."

The attack surprised Freya, or at least caught her off guard. She stood up, angry at the accusations the Russian was making and had to take a moment to be able to breathe and talk properly after having been slammed hard in her stomach.

"I fight plenty at the front in a battle, and I do love to slice up monsters. I enjoy the look on an opponents face as my skeleton minions rip them to shreads, sometimes slowly. So if you think I hide in the back so I can skip battle, think again! And don't call me a monster, you big brute of an asshole!"

Freya raised her shield arm and slammed Dorofei hard in his chest, sure that she'd get him as hard, if not harder, than he'd done to her.

The blow from the shield connected perfectly in Dorofei's chest. He felt his ribs crack on contact. If his armor wasn't there, he was sure the blow would have killed him. The edge of the shield cut it's way into his Magic Ice armor. Dorofei couldn't contain himself. He laughed. He laughed till his cracked chest wouldn't let him breath any longer.

The laughing only angered Freya. "What the fuck's so funny?" she asked.

Dorofei laughed again, only this time spoke in ancient Greek. "Magic Shield. Magic Ice. Look at your arm, Child of Hades."

"The fuck are you talking abou-" She stopped as she looked at her arm and felt the cold. Her arm had been frozen, and it was spreading. "God fucking damnit! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Ahh good. I have your attention" Dorofei spoke in ancient Greek. "You'll have to forgive me for speaking in Greek. I try to work on my English, but I feel like I'm not taken too seriously with my thick accent"
The whole time he was speaking, the ice was creeping up her arm, accross her chest, and down her body.

"Now, I think, we can have a real conversation." He broke himself off from Freya's mostly frozen body, pushed her over onto the floor, and sat down next to her.

"Just to be clear, this ice is magic. A gift from my mother. Unless Hephaestus roasts you over his forge, you're not getting out of there. Lucky for you, I'm willing to make a deal."

"So here is my deal. One, you swear an oath on the River Styx to never assult another camper again outside of training or the arena." The levity suddenly left his voice when he spoke again. "Two, you take me to Hades so I can see my father again."

Freya released a hefty amount of curses and swears while the ice was spreading over her, but she stopped for a moment while Dorofei spoke, then started again once he was done. When she stopped that, she was somewhat ready to talk. "Fuck your deal and get me out of this thing! I attack whoever gets in my way! And how the fuck can I take you to Hades? It's not like I'm his special hellspawn and get some kind of key to a portal to his domain. If you want to see your father, talk to Chiron about it. Now let me go so we can just do our mission and get it out of the way so I don't have to work with you!"

The Magic Ice thickened and began to work its way up Freya's neck.
"You're in no position to negotiate. There's nothing in this camp that will get you out without suffering some serious pain. So, unless the next words out of your mouth are 'it's a deal', I'm going to freeze you solid and throw into the forest."

"You fucker! Why the hell are you doing this, anyway? What the hell did I do to you for you to do this? And besides, someone will see I'm missing, will report it to Chiron, then he's going to release me and I'll tell him what the fuck you did! So just release me and I might not smash in your face! Is that a fucking deal?!" She was almost amazed that no one could hear them from all the yelling she was doing.

Dorofei sighed. "I've had my fill of creatures like you jumping out of the forest and attacking innocent people. You could have killed the Demiter Child because you're petty and childish and want people to think you're strong. You can't work with people and you can't help me. I'll be in the mountains by the time anyone finds you, and no one can ever catch me in the snow. So, last chance. Help me, or pray you don't freeze to death."

Freya was confused by his comment about the Demeter Child. "What are you talking about? When I tried to jump Gabe in the forest? That was just a prank! Do you think I actually wanted to kill him?! Do you think I'm that stupid?! Yes, fine, I tend to bash people's face in if they get in my way, but I don't kill anyone! Only monsters! You're doing this for a petty little prank that just so happened to turn out worse because of some harpies?! And you're calling me petty!"

She was so angry right now, but she had to think of the mission and what Chiron would think of this if he saw this. "Look, ice-for-brains. We are both part of this mission. I do work well with people so long as they don't get in my way, just like everyone else does whenever they go to battle with other people. I guess you've just never seen me work with someone else. I can't help you get to Hades because if I could go there, do you think I'd be up here? Do you really think so? And even if I could, I don't know if I'd want to help you get there because of this magic ice trick of yours. Also, you're not going to be in the mountains forever. Sooner or later, you will have to return, and by then, Chiron will know what you did. Do you really want that to happen? I suggest you release me from this so we can get on with the mission and get out of each other's faces as soon as possible."

Dorofei sighed hevily. Another dead lead.

"Я увижу вас опять, отец. Я обещаю."

"Fine" he said in his bored Greek "You're useless in getting me to your father, but you still need to swear on the River Styx that you'll never attack another camper outside of self defence or training." He paused for a moment. "Official training."

Freya almost growled at how stubborn he was being about this. "Hmpf. Fine, fine, I swear. Now release me so we can get to where Ms. Lee is."

With a wave of his hand, the Magic Ice evaporated. "Good. Congratualations, you are now sworn to be a decent human." He walked away, leaving her shuddering from the Ice. "Hurry up. Our mission about to start."

Freya stood up and tried to shake off most of the shuddering. "Yeah, and whose fault is it that we didn't arrive sooner, huh?" she said, though mostly mumbling it to herself. That wasn't a headache she'd wanted to deal with, but at least it was over now. She headed after him, again going towards where Ms. Lee was, and hopefully this time without interruptions.

 

[SkyeNeko]

Chiron called all the "volunteers" to the meeting. Ambrose even stayed up and payed a little attention to it only for Chiron to say absolutely nothing about her mission. She groaned when they were dismissed, crossing her arms and going outside. She had to pack. A pillow and a blanket... who would take care of Lethe? Why did Ling Lei have to put her up to this all of a sudden... she had no supplies, she hadn't even cleaned or sharpened her scythe in weeks! Or had it been months?

She walked back to her cabin, making a mental list of what she needed to bring, and what she needed to take care of for Lethe. The air was heavy with sleep as she pushed against the heavy door. It cracked open without a sound, letting no light or noise in in case it woke the sleepers. Ambrose shuffled over to her bed, envious of her half siblings. She dragged out a large trunk from underneath. All her camp life, packed away neatly in a 4 by 4 by 2 trunk. She took out an extra set of clothes, earplugs, and 2 pillows, wrapping them up in a blanket-bag and setting that on the mattress. I need to get a weeks supply of caffeine, at least...

Lethe meanwhile was doing some packing of her own, fully expecting to be allowed to go on the trip. She dragged out her favorite catnip mouse from under the kitchen sink, trotting over and stuffing it in the bag when Ambrose wasn't looking.

 

[CounterAttack]

Royce's armour was compacted, his belt loaded with tinkering supplies, and his hammer secured in its belt loop. He'd picked up his gauntlet and fitted it on, and a small satchel of non-perishable food and drink was over one shoulder. Physically, he was all set. Mentally... well, the Labyrinth scared him. The thought of fighting the Chimaera scared him. But it would be better, in the long run, to eliminate the beast.

Upon leaving the Hephaestus cabin behind, to comments of 'good luck' and 'Father be with you,' he headed over to the forest's edge... two of his companions - and he used the term sparingly, in Freya's case, since she was a bit volatile - were in a heated argument. Well, heated in one sense of the word. Had the Russian... encased Freya in ice? Oh, by Father's beard, what are you doing? We've got a job, dumbass, now is not the time for whatever this is. The ice vanished soon after he got there, though, and the two stood and began to make their way deeper into the woods to join Chief Ranger Lee. Royce hurried after them, soon catching up.

"I'd offer a source of warmth, but it would start a forest fire," he commented quietly to Freya as the three walked through the woodland. Before Freya could respond, however, a figure jumped from a tree in front of them. "The Labyrinth entrance is this way, guys. Still got the thread, Royce?" Ms Lee asked to double-check, getting a nod from him in response.

It turned out that Jia was already waiting at the entrance to the underground maze: a rather large pile of rocks in a clearing, topped by a tall red banner with a severed boar's head (one of the symbols of Ares) as the emblem. Ms Lee crouched down at the base of one boulder and wiped away a layer of dirt, revealing the Greek letter Delta chiseled into it. She traced over it with a finger and the earth shook a little, the boulder moving backwards into the mound. In its place, a circular hole was dug into the ground, steel rungs arranged inside to form a ladder.

"Well... here goes." Royce was the first to descend, closely followed by the other three. Once everyone was on solid ground again, the boulder entrance slid closed. They were standing in a long hallway made of brick, and the only light source was coming from a... fluorescent fixture? "This is bizarre," the son of Hephaestus commented, pulling the ball of magical thread from its pouch. Almost instantly it shimmered, changed to a blood red colour and one end of the thread popped out, pointing down the hall past the lighting.

"I shouldn't have to say this, but... well, be ready for anything." Thread in one hand and gauntlet on the other, Royce began to lead the way deeper into the Labyrinth.

[hr]

"Child of Demeter, huh? That explains the wooden sword. You could probably do a fair bit with that," Jess commented. "Also, I'd, ah, welcome you properly to the camp - " she winked suggestively " - but now's not the time or place. We got work to do." She ducked into the Aphrodite cabin to collect some possessions

It took a while for the five to assemble at the garage. Looking at them, they were a bit of a motley bunch. But Jess didn't mind that. It allowed the group to be a bit more flexible, able to take on different situations in different ways. For example, all she had elected to bring with her was a change of clothes, a small pack of food, her usual knife, some music on an iPod, and a sword she'd borrowed from the armoury. By contrast, Elizabeth - the volunteer from the Hermes cabin - was decked out in leather armour, complete with her bow and a mixed quiver judging by the flights on the arrows (brown for celestial bronze, silver for iron or steel).

Chiron was already waiting beside one of the standard-issue vans. "The van's GPS device has already been programmed with your destination. Good luck to you... it might be needed."

With that, the five demigods on the team piled in: Brandon was driving, with Jess in the passenger seat and everyone else in the back. Soon enough they were underway.

 

[blaze96]

"So do we have a plan or are we just going to go charging in?"

Elizabeth asked the other occupants of the van, leaning on both of the front seats with her head in space between the two headrests.

"Since we seem to have quite the odd mix of powers here, I'd like to know what exactly we think we are going to do."

 

[NeoAC]

Brandon was not pleased with the vehicle selection of the higher ups at camp. Man, why we toolin' around in this old hunk of bolts? My truck fits this many and it's a miles better drive than this thing. Least I can plug'n the tunes.

Once inside the Kia Wrongdo, Brandon immediately hooked his iPod into the AUX port and set up some cruisin' tunes, at least for himself to enjoy. Mexican Institute of Sound was the first thing to come on, so that's what played as he quickly backed out of the parking lot. Guess if I got tunes to listen to n' Jess to look at, it ain't so bad drivin' this hunk of junk.

"So do we have a plan or are we just going to go charging in?"

Brandon turned the music down, not really expecting any questions to come during this trip.

"Since we seem to have quite the odd mix of powers here, I'd like to know what exactly we think we are going to do."

"Well, first, we gotta figure out if there's actually anythin' worth worryin' 'bout at that warehouse," Brandon answered. "If there ain't, then we're just sittin' pretty 'til they call us back. If there is, then we get to have us a little fun, if ya'll get my drift."

 

[Pm0n3y]

Making his way towards the van's rear, Gabriel made sure he had a seat closest to one of the vehicle's wide windows as he began settling into the plush, gray upholstery. He brought the bookbag into his lap, the wooden sword still held in opposite hand. He couldn't help but examine the weapon some more as one of the girls and Brandon talked up front. He pondered on how useful the thing could be for him in combat. He didn't know much about the weapon, other than 'swing it in a person's direction, and hope for the best'. He was still fairly in the dark when it came to actual stances, attacks, and the like.

"Hmph." He scoffed as he looked at it. It began to shrink in his hand as he unzipped his bag. It was about as small as steak knife before he held it over his bag. The sapling began to react, outstretching branches meeting and wrapping around the now shrunken weapon. Like a makeshift sheath, the sapling left the handle (to the hilt) uncovered for easy access. Then, the baby tree receded back into the bag, reverting closer to its original shape as Gabe zipped up after it.

"What're these guys even talking about?" The Harvestchild brought his attention back towards the front of the cab, with the other kids conversing on what to expect when they reached their eventual destination. Gabe reclined in his seat, realizing that he didn't care about the situation nearly as enough as everyone else did. "Least it'll be easier to be in the city with all these others here."

 

[Lambi]

Freya almost jumped when Royce suddenly addressed her. She would have replied with a reluctant thanks, but she was interrupted when Ms. Lee appeared in front of them, making her relieved to be actually starting the mission now. Hopefully without that ice-for-brains doing the same thing he just did. She'd just have to ignore him for the remainder of the mission.

The entrance was kind of impressive, she thought as the boulder hiding the entrance moved away to reveal a ladder. Freya followed Royce down, as did the other two with them. Once down, they were met with a brick hallway that reached a long way away. It certainly was bizarre, alright. She kept her hand on the hilt of her sword as they made their way through the brick hallway.

Turning a corner, they were met with a hallway of concrete, a bit more modern looking than the brick one. "Huh. Think these walls are made out of different materials?" It probably sounded like a stupid question, but now she wondered what other kinds of walls the labyrinth held.

 

[Lefthandofgod]

Dorofei hated tunnels. They put him on edge. The feeling of the walls closing in on him made him feel like there was always someone standing right behind him. This wasn't helped by the fact there was, in fact, someone standing right behind him. Not having his bearings made the feeling worse. He hated not knowing where he was going, and he didn't like the idea of Magic String being the only thing guiding them. He didn't trust any magic he didn't know much about.

He tried to keep himself distracted by focusing on the mission at hand. That, and Jia's ass as she walked ahead of him. But the latter didn't make for good conversation.

"So," He spoke up to the group, "what is plan for fighting Chimera?"

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

"It's hard to make a snap judgment about how to conduct a fight with a creature like this." She glanced over her shoulder at Dorofei, noting his examination of her ass. Her padded combat suit had advantages - it wasn't quite form-fitting, but it was close enough that it wasn't the first time it had caused distractions.

Distractions were occasionally useful. She turned her head away, a faint grin tugging at the corners of her lips. "Fire-breathing three-headed giant monster. Generally good principle is to hit it until it stops moving, then hit it some more. More detailed plans can wait until we reach the target, get a feel for the lay of the terrain." She paused. "Royce, you're good with fire, right? It might be best if you drew its attention. I don't know that your flamethrower will do much good against a firebreather. That could give us the opening for the rest of us to make a killing or disabling strike."

Jia was as uncomfortable in the labyrinth as Dorofei, albeit for different reasons. Jia's fighting style required space to move, and these narrow confines weren't exactly conducive to that. She was in good company, though - Freya was quite skilled and better suited to these narrow confines than her, and Dorofei and Royce both had reputations of being competent fighters. The four of them could handle just about anything, even in unfavorable circumstances.

"Brickwork, fluorescent lights...how did Daedalus construct this place? Is the Labyrinth growing, adding bits and pieces of construction onto itself? Or is it something else entirely? Do these paths cut through time as well as space?"

 

[CounterAttack]

"Huh. Think these walls are made out of different materials?"

"Probably. If I remember right, the Labyrinth was designed to be piecemeal, put together from all sorts of different types of construction," Royce answered Freya's question. "Some bookish demigods back in the old days even thought it had a sentience of its own, and adapted itself to fit modern construction styles. Well, I say modern, but it's old-school for us. Anyways. Apparently the workshop of Daedalus, the maze's creator, is always in the exact center of the Labyrinth. Or, at least, the oldest sections." A little bit of a history lesson wouldn't hurt. Royce had studied it due to its complexity and integration of natural, mythological and mechanical components.

The group traversed the concrete hallway as he spoke, turning yet another corner into yet another corridor. This one looked Greek in origin... Ancient Greek, to be specific. Maybe it was in the style of an Olympian palace. Royce couldn't quite tell.

"So, what is plan for fighting Chimera?" Dorofei asked. This led into Jia making a few comments. "Royce, you're good with fire, right? It might be best if you drew its attention. I don't know that your flamethrower will do much good against a firebreather. That could give us the opening for the rest of us to make a killing or disabling strike."

"Draw the beast's attention away from everyone else? Possible... but I'd like the idea more if I'd had the opportunity to give it a target that was... well, repairable," Royce noted. "On the other hand, I can probably shrug off fire-based attacks that would turn any of you three into a pile of ash. As for the flamethrower... well, it does have a couple of charges of Greek fire in it. So that's something."

"Brickwork, fluorescent lights...how did Daedalus construct this place? Is the Labyrinth growing, adding bits and pieces of construction onto itself? Or is it something else entirely? Do these paths cut through time as well as space?"

"The machinations of the Labyrinth are anyone's guess, my friend!" a man's voice called from up ahead. A lone figure stood in the center of a room, dressed in a suit split in two halves. One half was bright blue, the other a deep red. What was even stranger about this man than his choice of attire was his face. Or rather, faces. He had two where normal people would have one, on either side of his head. If Royce tried to focus on both at once, he found his gaze shifting from one to the other and back again.

The room, too, was split into two. The left side was bright white marble, and the right was black granite. A thin crack separated the two... and the gap was filled with lava. The two-faced man stood astride the space, seemingly unafraid of the hot bubbling liquid beneath him.

"Aha! It's been a while since I've seen some wayfarers on this particular road," the face on the man's left side declared.

"The Labyrinth is ever-shifting, always leading adventurers into different and twisting paths. But all come to me, in the end, save for Daedalus himself. He goes where he pleases," the right one added.

"Who are you?" Freya asked a little annoyingly since she didn't want to deal with this kind of shit, even though it seemed it was unavoidable.

"I'm your dearest friend," the left answered. "I'm your deepest nightmare," the right contradicted. "I'm Janus," both said in unison. "God of Transitions, Gates, Beginnings, Endings... and Decisions."

Royce was unimpressed by the introduction. Especially since it was coming from a god who had his roots in Roman history rather than Greek. Over the centuries Janus had been folded into the Greek Pantheon, but many still treated him as a minor god. Sometimes less than minor. "What do you want, Janus? You're in our way."

"Of course I'm in the way! It's what I do. I want to help you on your path!" the left cheerfully stated. Janus snapped his fingers on each hand. Two gates materialised in the room, one on each side. Both were open. "But I also wish to have a little fun," the right added. "Both of these gates will lead you to the Chimaera, the beast you seek to slay."

"But..." There was always a catch, Royce reasoned.

"But the path you take will be different depending on the gate you enter," Left answered. "One way is a shortcut. The other is a longer route," Right explained. "And I'm not going to tell you which is which," they continued, speaking in time again.

[hr]

"Brandon's pretty much summed it up," Jess chimed in. "Once we find the warehouse, we'll probably have to watch it for any kind of monstrous activity. If that means a stakeout or something, that works for me... we can have fun in other ways." She winked. At whom, however, she left open to interpretation.

"Seriously, though, we probably need some sort of plan for actually getting into the warehouse if it turns out there's a bunch of hostiles in there. But I guess we'll get to that when we get to it," she noted, shrugging.

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

"What kind of a game is that, Janus?" Jia folded her arms and gave him a quizzical look. "If you're expecting us to be paralyzed with indecision, that's not really going to work. Either way we get to our destination, and frankly there's no reason to choose one path over the other without you giving us any kind of hint or riddle or clue." She walked towards the right gate, leaning against the wall next to it. "Let's take the right side. Worst case scenario it takes us a little bit longer."

"Oh, and Janus? I face more terrifying things than you waiting in line for pancakes. Maybe you'd be the most terrifying thing we'd ever seen if we were a quartet of office drones, but we hunt monsters practically as a hobby. A guy who looks like a ripoff Batman villain is not exactly going to haunt my dreams."

 

[Pm0n3y]

"Stakeout?" Gabriel didn't appreciate the idea of being drafted in and dragged out onto this venture just to wait out a location, even if it were just little more than a hypothetical suggestion. Leaning forward some, the harvestchild rested his chin along the long seat placed just inches ahead of him. With his expression low and spirtless, his eyes floated outward, toward the rapidly blurring tree lines the van sped by. With a bit of turn, Brandon merged onto the expressway, and accelerated even further. The familiar signs caused Gabe to raise a bit of an eyebrow.

"Huh. This was to road I followed to get up here. It should be a straight shot to Brooklyn. Still gonna take a while..." As he thought, POV blinked towards the front of the cab. Jess winked in his general direction. Or it seemed that way to him. He began to ponder some on the act. "She didn't do it to the sleepy girl, unless she's into kids...or females...does she even swing that way? Does she swing both ways?" He began wonder just how she planned on giving him a "proper welcome"..."Or maybe she just has a eye twitch or something...all that winking..." Jessica soon brought up the idea of coming up with an actual plan.

"You're talking about this like you've did it before. I'm still weirded out over the fact that we're even doing this. Are we children of gods, or child soldiers?" He decided to pipe up for once. He thumbed towards the girl that fought staying awake and her pet kitten. "I don't even think this girl is old enough to vote, let alone fight."

 

[blaze96]

"A little from column A a little from column B to be perfectly up front about it." Elizabeth said to Gabriel.

"All of us counselors have done this time and time again. We go out and fight because we are really the ones who can fight. The reason the camp exists is to teach you how to fight the beings that are going to come after you because of your heritage. So we all learn to fight, and sometimes something comes that normal humans can't fight but will affect them all the same. That's where we come in."

She then turned her attention back to Brandon and Jess.

"Well if worse comes to worse Jess and I can sneak in and case the place. You can walk through their front gate and I'll just sneak in through a secondary access point. If it all really goes to hell, I'm sure Brandon at the very least can figure out what to do."

 

[Lambi]

Freya wasn't sure whether to laugh or feel sorry for Janus for his attempts at hindering them. For once, she agreed with another of her fellow campers. "Yeah, I'm with Jia on this. I have always been more fond of left myself, but I'd rather not argue and have this mission take any longer than it needs to be."

She walked over to Jia and the right door, standing turned towards Royce and Dorofei, seeing what they would do. "You're a pathetic excuse for a god, and you should just crawl back into whatever hole you came from, Janus. You're not scaring anyone. Only being an annoyance to anyone who is unfortunate to come across you."

 

[SkyeNeko]

"Hey I can vote... wait..." Ambrose was in the very back row, with the added perk of having it all to herself. She popped up when she head that one guy talking about her. What was his name. Did she get his name? "Wait, what year is it? Is it still 2013? I was born in 1996. Am I 18 yet?"
"Meooow"

It's 2013. You're 17.

"Thanks Le... wait, Lethe? Didn't I tell you to stay at home?"
"Prr?"

"No..."

"I can fight. But I'd rather not. Man, I thought we'd have the easy mission..." She cracked open an energy drink. If they went out and did adult things, that meant she could stay and watch the car. Sounded like a win-win.

 

[NeoAC]

Brandon caught Jess' wink in his peripherals. Heh-heh, might haveta wait for the kids ta fall asleep, but ya know I'm down for a throw in the hay. There were more questions though. Questions that should have been covered by Gabe's counselor already. Lazy ass Rosa.

"Like Liz said, who else they gonna send?" he answered "Military? Ain't doing shit against a hydra hide with them dinky bullets. FBI? They got no experience handlin' this. This ain't the Cold War shit they know. This is a ancient war, and we're the only ones with the powers to do somethin' 'bout it. We're set either way. Either the ladies handle it clean and we find nothin' or me an Gabe handle it dirty and we get smashin' stuff up. Don't matter to me how, just long as we get it done."

The sign for the Hicksville off-ramp faded in the distance. They were halfway to the destination, but who knew how long it would take given the usual city traffic.