God of the Hadal Seas

Chapter III

I sat on a large platform made from wind spirits, my feet dangling off the edge as I observed the forest below me. To the south of the forest, near a pile of rocks that can either look like a fist or a pile of dung, were blue-plumed warriors. To the north, in a small clearing, were about a dozen silver-clad young women.

The river split the two sides. Chiron had explained the rules, adding a few of my suggestions; traps, prisons, and such. He was battlefield medic, and the game would begin on conch.

Being both a knight and a gladiator, this was going to be fun, second only if I could join. I mean, though Chiron vetoed the idea, I was still going to change up the terrain as they play. Best to be prepared for anything, to be unpredictable. It's what Greeks do best in battle.

Just as the sun dipped on the horizon, Chiron blew the conch, and the game began. I immediately held up my pinkie finger, causing half of the main attacking force of the hunt to freeze. "Ah ah ah. This is campers vs hunters, ladies. No external assistance. Return to your dwellings," I called, the dryads slumping before returning to their respective bushes and trees.

"Very naughty, Zoë. For that, best watch your footing," I whispered to myself, making the trees rapidly grow exposed roots. "Perseus!" I heard Chiron call with frustration, making me snicker.

"Uh oh, prepare for flooding," I mumbled, and the river expanded outwards by triple, and went as deep to their waists. I changed the trees into mangroves temporarily, as to not harm them. I should just enchant the forest, shouldn't I?

I receded the flood, only to summon a small hailstorm around the forest. Heh, I say small but the chunks are baby-hands big. I saw Theo grab the hunters flag, just as Zoë grabbed his.

I ceased the hailstorm, giving them a few moments of silence. I even made the insects and animals be quiet. With such silence, it causes everyone to freeze, even Zoë and Theo, the latter breaking earlier.

"Hunker down, and prepare to shake!" I whispered cheerfully. The forest shook at a 3.5 Richter. Impressed, all but Theo were knocked to their feet. The vibrations just weren't effecting him.

He leaped over the river, landing halfway across because of his weights, before trudging to the other side. The tremors stopped, as the flag in his hand changed from silver with a bow to sea green with a trident.

I silently cheered for the win to Poseidon. "Dismissed," I announced, hopping off the cloud as the spirits dispersed. I landed beside Theo, shaking the ground a little bit, making him fall on his butt.

"Seriously? After that 3.5, that's what causes you to fall?" I questioned amusedly, chuckling as I helped him to his feet. "I just thought about not falling down when I saw everyone else was," he explained apologetically.

"Don't apologize, Theseus! That's the power of the Earthshaker. I wasn't even sure if you would have it. Like fire using, that's very rare," I exclaimed excitedly, patting him on the back. "Perseus!" Zoë snapped, marching up to me steaming.

"Yes, Ms. Nightshade?" I asked, smirking. "Wipe that grin off your face, Damocles. The roots?!" She complained, punching me in the gut. "That was for indoctrinating dryads to pretend to be hunters. It was campers vs hunters, not campers vs hunters and nature spirits," I retorted, grinning wider as she blushed scarlet.

"That's impossible," Theo said beside me, staring off to the right. I looked up past Zoë, where everyone was watching with stunned horror. A mummified, hippie husk of a woman was stumbling her way into the clearing.

Green mist trailed behind her, originating from her mouth. She stood in the center of the clearing, unbothered by the icy river at her feet as she scanned the crowd.