OC Oneshots

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OC: Alvis Treacher (he/him)
Fandom: Percy Jackson
Species: Demigod (son of Athena)

If Athena can create children with her brain... If I and all my siblings just literally jumped out of her skull like some sort of parasite... how far does her imagination go?

How far does anyone's imagination go?

Alvis felt that he was so close to a breakthrough, but unfortunately, his train of thought was interrupted by an Ares kid shoving him. "Get your head out of the clouds, nerd. It's Capture the Flag, not Capture the... Meaning of Life or whatever."

Alvis glared at her but said nothing. He wasn't thinking about the meaning of life. He really didn't care about Capture the Flag. Besides, it would have been a much better insult without the 'or whatever.'

Alvis didn't think about any of that, though. He just sighed, readied his spear, and waited for the conch.

For once, Ares and Athena were on the same side of the weekly game. The opposing team, led by the Hermes cabin, would hardly be a challenge to defeat. Red Team had both brains and brawn on their side, while the enemy - Blue Team - had... pickpockets.

Red Team could have been unstoppable.

Alvis said 'could have' because the Ares and Athena cabins wouldn't stop fighting.

Regrettably, himself included.

He shook himself out of his contemplations once again. When he'd first arrived, the Apollo kids told him he could have been one of them simply due to the dramatic manner in which he twirled his lance. He realized he was doing that and dug the butt of the polearm into the ground.

The conch rang over the trees.

Alvis was on defense duty, which meant he could simply sit by the flag, wait, and think.

Where was he?

Right. Athena's imagination.

The gods passed their powers down to their offspring. So in theory, this ability to create life simply with the power of her mind... in weakened amounts, this could be inherited by her demigod children.

It was worth a try. Alvis closed his eyes and thought really hard about a bearded dragon. He'd desperately wanted a bearded dragon as a kid. He still sort of wanted one.

No bearded dragons appeared, unfortunately. He'd have to ask Athena how she did it, if he ever met her.

Once again, he was interrupted.

"Alvis!" Someone yelled. "Get your stupid butt over here and be useful for once!"

Alvis jumped to his feet, tightened his grip on his spear, and attacked the three Hermes campers who had managed to sneak past the defenders at the border.

Within seconds, two were tied up. Alvis looked around for the third.

She was long gone.

And so was the flag.

An Apollo camper yelled a cuss word. An Aphrodite kid tutted and shook his head. Alvis huffed.

A loud chorus of cheers arose in the distance, and the conch horn sounded.

Alvis and the other people on defense trudged over to the creek, where that Hermes girl was being held on the shoulders of the Hepheastus boy she was rumored to be dating, brandishing the red banner high and whooping at the top of her lungs.

Alvis was mostly happy that it was over so he could retreat to his cabin and think about this some more. He believed there was a child of Hypnos in the Hermes cabin. Maybe he could consult them on contacting gods through dreams. But they were probably off celebrating with the rest of their cabin. Alvis would have to wait until the next day.