"War games?"I look around, sort of panicked at this ordeal.
"Oh, we do wargames every night after dinner, Jade or Beatriz pick a paper from a goblet and it chooses the game. It's usually fun, like capture the crown, hide and seek- extreme level, run from the 'tamed' Hellhounds, etc."The guy next to me chimes in, he's eating pizza. He's got short black hair, a sort of chubby physchique(but he could kick my butt if he tried, I can tell), a red button-up shirt with blue jeans, and pale skin.
"Time for picking!"A girl steps up, yelling in a powerful way so that everyone shuts up. She has a black suit on, with a red tie, she seems to be about.. 18, young like the rest of us. She has long black hair with curtain bangs and Sepia-coloured skin, her almond-shaped eyes fierce. That must've been Beatriz.
Beatriz took a paper out of the goblet, opening it,
"Oh... how wonderful for our new member. Looks like we have a game of chicken."
"Chicken?"People murmur, "Oh, he's dead!"They laugh around, and I sit in horror. What. In. The. Seven. Realms. Of. Hell. Was. Chicken?
"CHICKEN! CHICKEN! CHICKEN!"People chanted, "SETTLE DOWN!"Jade barked, everyone went silent.
"Don't get excited about newbie being DESTROYED, we still have to pick teams."
We had to group up around Jade so they could tell us the rules, and make us battle to the death (well, not real death, but you get the idea.) And I DIDN'T EVEN GET A TEAM!
"Now that teams are settled... let's explain war, shall we? You see, chicken is like the game war, except its not. Because it's even more RUTHLESS! A player picked by everyone here will have to wear a chicken costume...Ezra... And will be in the middle of the war, trying not to get hurt. Now, the chicken is like a trophy. You try to obtain this person, with no rules on hurting them;except the chicken cannot TOUCH a weapon. NOW, MAY THE WAR GAMES BEGIN AFTER OUR CHICKEN, EZRA, GETS DRESSED. Oh, and... try not to die."Jade blows a horn, Beatriz stands next to them on their stage, smirking.
I run to the bathrooms, zipping on- this- white chicken costume. Wow. Of course. My first day of cool demon bootcamp and I had to humiliate myself. I run out of the bathrooms, going in the middle of the field. War had begun. And I had to sit there with no way to protect myself.
Arrows fling at me, and angry wrath kids charge. And when wrath kids charge, they charge hard. I run as fast as I can, but I probably look like a knock-off KFC mascot in a commercial. I continue to run from this wave of kids, but... I can't keep running- I was gonna face them. I stand still, and the kids all stop.
"Oh, he gives up. Too bad he's coming with the wrath kids!"
"Uhmmm.. Oh no he isn't, he's coming with US, the Lust kids!"
"Lust? He's going with sloth, or whatever."
This was my chance. They were all grouped up. And There were no rules on the chicken hurting people without touching weapons I grin, focusing all of my might on the ground, I couldn't put people to sleep like sloth kids, or make people want to kill eachother like the spawn of wrath. But I could sure locate all of the wargames lost weapons. I make five, six swords come out of the ground, and point them at the group of kids WITH MY MIND.
"HEY!"Jade yells over, "I'M NOT TOUCHING THEM!"I smirk, poking one of the kid's legs, he looks at me like he's seen a ghost, and he ACTUALLY FAINTS. I grinned as the kids run away, scrambling,
"I'M GOING TO BE KNOWN BY CHICKENS EVERYWHERE FOR MY ACT OF REVENGE!"I scream, wow. That came out weird. I take off the chicken onsie, (Yes, it was over my clothes) and put a necklace in it, I make it float and throw it on a Lust girl, zipping it up.
Everyone slowly turned to her, and then they CHARGED! Chaos took place as she ran as fast as she could, trying to mind control them with her lustful powers, but no one payed attention, they just didn't want to fight me.
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(READ DESCRIPTION) The Children of Death:Book one,Son of Mammon
Adventure(Sooooo, you know Percy Jackson? Yeah, I've had this idea for awhile and this is HEAVILY inspired on the series, safe reading - MattheoWritesStuff) Ezra has always been different, he's the Son of Mammon, and he's been homeless most of his life, on t...
