371B.C.

I take on a quest

The next few weeks were a blast. I met this girl they called the oracle. I was also the best swords men they have.

Every body was at the slop house i sat by Tiberius. He was pretty much my only friend beside my armor. We sacrificed to gods of our choice every meal. I hated bieng still i was born to kill and fight.

"Hay Tiberius," i asked. "Ya," he said. "Are you still my trainer," I asked. "No, Why," he asked. "Just asking."
A conch horn sounded, and after hearing that sound so many times i drew my sword. Tiberius looked at me and said, i now your a warrior and all but "hay dipshit that means an announcement. "

I put my sword back in its scabard and fallowed Tiberius. We arrived at a clearing. An old man was in the center of the clearing.

He started his speach. "I have received word from the gods that Pandoras box has been stolen". He stopped and all of us shuddered. We must pick a hero to find it and see it safely returned.

The olympians think Xerxes, the Persian king stole it. I balled my fists I hate nothing more then the Persians. Especially the dog leading them. The old man started again who volunteers?

I immediately stepped forward and said i do. The campers gasped, he looked at me and said you may pick two allies to help. I looked at Tiberius and he nodded. I choose Tiberius i spoke confident voice "I choose Tiberius. The old man asked, is that all? I scanned the crowd and the ares was at the back and he pointed to a small boy in the back. I pointed at him and said, You there what is your name? Giorgio he answered. I chose you i said pointing at him. I looked back at ares... but he was gone!

Giorgio steeped forward. What is your godly parent, i asked. Apollo, he said. I turned towards the old man. See the Oracle, he said. The oracle stepped forward. She had buetiful black hair and dark blue eyes. Her eyes started glowing green, and she spoke in an ancient but powerful voice. "Hope remains trapped in a basket, to kill a king is to enrage a nation, a son of hephestus in eternal damnation". She shuddered and fell but i caught her, she smelled like a sea breeze and wild flowers. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked me in the eyes. I lifted her to her feet. Thank you brutus, she said
How do you know my name. She laughed and said, I'm the oracle. She walked off and i wanted for her to come back. Tiberius put a hand on my shoulder, he snapped me out of my daze. The sun was already setting over the horizon. You will leave in the morning, the old man said.

I started towards the ares cabin. Tiberius went the opposite dirrection looking troubled. I wondered why, and entered my cabin. The cabin was almost full. I looked at my armor rack with my armor from ares on it. I took my sword belt off and sat it on the armor rack. I sat my bunk and drifted to sleep. Thats when i had the dream. I was standing in a palace and xerxes was sitting on a throne. He had a large box in his lap, he was about to open it when he stopped himself and sat it down. And ran out. Then my dream changed. King leonitus was lying on the ground bloody and mauled. With Spartans dead all around him. He stood up to his knees and xerxes stabbed him with a spear.

I woke up trembling and grabbed my armor and started to put it on....