Max Shreder's P.O.V.
How did I get myself into this mess?!
Technically, my only job was to put up a trap and to build a construction with my fellow 'aunts' and 'uncles'. Please, don't tell them that I called them that... I'd be in charge of cleaning the unicorns' stable for the next month once we get back!
Instead of that, I'm inside a hand-made cage, alone and bored.
I got caught playing Capture-the-flag, greeks vs. romans. And guess who's winning?
The greeks.
And, I'm roman. And Legacy.
"Bored in there, Maxie?" I heard a mocking voice around my cage. I jerked up, looking around and I saw a girl. She was wearing a combination of jeans and T-shirt with leather armor. She was wearing a bronze helmet that made hard to see her hair, though her eyes were visible, showing back a bright blue. Her hands were with gloves, which I thought it was weird because we were in the middle of the summer.
"How do you know my name?" I asked her, curious, more than annoyed. She chuckled at me.
"Oh, Maxie, Maxie, Maxie..." she chanted my name, shaking her head.
"Oh, what, what, what?" I copied her, frowning this time.
"Well, one, when Legacies come with the exchange, normally we all know the names of the ones who are staying" she explained, sitting in front of me "Plus, I know some greek Legacies that live with you"
"Oh, so you know Samuel?" I questioned her and she nodded.
"Everyone knows Samuel" she recognized, shrugging.
"Can I ask something?" She nodded, like a way to tell me yes "Why are you being so nice with me?"
"Well, you're not a mean person..."
"But, I mean... We're in the middle of the game-"
"Oh, that..." she cut me, smirking "Unless you get ambushed by the Ares' kids and Legacies, we aren't cruel with our prisoners"
"What kind of Legacy are you?" I blurted out. It was like she didn't fit with the kids of the gods.
"How did you know I was a Legacy?" she raised her eyebrow, curious. I smirked.
"I just guessed" I admitted, smiling to her. She rolled her eyes and smirked at me "So?"
"My Dad is a son of Hermes and my Mom is a daughter of Hecate" I whistled in admiration "How about you?"
"Mom is a daughter of Vulcan-"
"Hephaestus" she corrected me, automatically.
"Vulcan" I emphasized to her "Anyway, I never knew my Dad, but he was mortal"
"Sorry" she apologized, but I shrugged. We heard a scream around and we snapped our heads around "Well, looks like you have to leave..." she opened the door of the cage, letting me away. I frowned at her, confusing "We won"
"Are you sure you won?" I teased her, getting off the cage and smirking at her.
"Well..." she trailed off, before tackling me down. I grunted and tried to get up, bit she didn't let me "By the way, my name is Morgana for a reason" she smirked at me, before running away to join the chanting crowd.
"Devious and skilled? Sounds like a keeper" I muttered to myself, groaning a little.
~oOo~
When dinner came around, I headed to my table, watching how the greek campers got up to offer some of their food to the gods. We still hadn't adjust to their costumes, but we let them do it, either here (their home camp) and back in San Fransisco.
"Man, we always get beat up" Bryan, a Legacy of Ceres complained, sitting down next to me.
"They've been doing this for decades..." I tried to explain, but the Legacies were on a roll.
"But they also beat up on War Games!" Lanie, a Legacy of Mars, slammed her hand on the table "That's an embarrassment"
"No, I wouldn't say that..." A voice behind me said. It belonged to a man, who sat freely next to us. He was tall, with curly brown hair and blue bright eyes. He was wearing a shirt with some jeans and this strange smile that made me want to check my wallet immediately. And, I did "Looking for something, Max?" he tossed me my wallet in front of mine.
"How...?" I blabbed around, confused and shocked.
"Rule number one, Legacies" he warned us, still smirking "Never, ever, put your wallets in your back pockets. Someone, like me, could steal it" he continued to smirk.
"Um, who are you?" I asked, gently, grabbing my wallet back.
"Why, my dear Maxie... I'm Morgana's Dad" I opened my eyes wide, shocked "She told me about your little, um, incursion during the capture-the-flag"
"What kind of incursion?" Bryan raised an eyebrow, pushing me to answer.
"She captured me. That was all" I confessed.
"Well, you left one good impression on my daughter" Morgana's Dad pointed out.
"I'm sorry, what's your name again?" I wondered. Partly, because I didn't know it either.
"My name, curious boy, is Connor Stoll"
"Wait, the Connor Stoll?!" Damien, a Legacy of Mercury rushed forwards, gripping Mr. Stoll's hand tight in his and shaking it frantically "Oh, Mr. Stoll, I'm a big fan of your work! And, of course your brother's as well. I can't believe that I'm meeting you, you two are heroes between the Legacies of Mercury and we always try to replicate your pranks, but we're missing something-"
"OK! OK, buddy" Mr. Stoll interrupted him with a smile "I'll be more than glad to help you and your, um, siblings, but first... I need a few words with my buddy here" he got rid of Damien's hand and patted my shoulder, before dragging me away "OK, I'll be direct with you" he turned serious when we reached the edge of the woods "Apparently, Morgana has a like with you. If you break my daughter's heart, a prank would be like a walk in the park" I gulped, a little scared.
"Yes, sir"
That's how I met Morgana Stoll's Dad...
