Loved by No One

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1 hour later
3rd person POV
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Even though capture the flag was about to start, people were pushing forward with their plans. Annabeth's sibling Keaton was talking with Evey about how the capture the flag game was going to go. No One was scouting the battleground. The creek was the boundary line. Only he could control the water, it was a secret only the hunters knew. A hidden advantage. Something to be exploited.

While the Artemis had a secret, which could throw Olympus into chaos. Keaton was determined to be an ally to Hestia, she planned to use the same secret to do just that. The 14 year old was part of the undermining, and was ready to do anything to keep his friends alive. And all that culminated in playing pretend.

It was something he was quite good at. He would play with the younger kids and join in their games of superhero and cops and robbers. He would be nice to the insecure, blow up the ego of the popular, and gossip to the easily angered. People were pieces, there is always someone higher. And that could be exploited.

Evey was sad to miss capture the flag, as she was the best at it back home. She was bold yet careful and always thought ahead. But understood Chiron's final decision. She couldn't do anything about it.

The Athenian child was planning and staying out of the game. He was running around camp, examining its borders and talking to Chiron about the laws concerning demigods. Chiron stamped off saying "I have a game to overview not answering your questions." He scoffed and walked off. He wrote down everything he could gather from Chiron. And formulated a plan based off his limited knowledge. He went to the fire and threw in a copy of his notes with the question Anything else? Scribbled at the bottom.

A few hours later at the dining pavilion Chiron walked up and stomped his hoof. Most head turned to look at him. Four didn't: Keaton who was talking to Evey, Evey talking with Keaton, No one switching from staring into the fire and at the two troublemakers, and Thalia staring at No one.

"Today after breakfast, We will be holding capture the flag." Several cheers came out. Mostly from Ares cabin. A small hooray came out from somewhere after everyone else. "Now remember, You can tie up but not gag, No maiming, no..." Chiron talked on.

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A horn blew signaling the start of the game. Several campers ran into the forest but couldn't get any farther than the creek. Said creek was currently a giant impassable wall of water. Several brave Aries children tried to swim through but were pushed back. Everyone was very confused, even Annabeth who didn't know how this was possible. No one at camp can control water. At least she didn't think, that creepy No One guy could. He was a wild card.

She looked around and found a tree tall enough to climb over the wall. The fall would hurt, but she'd been through hell she could do this. She started to grab branches and carefully but swiftly climbed up. She then leaped over the wall and crashed into a bush. She grabbed her Yankees cap that had thankfully started working after the bit with Apollo being mortal. And put it on, sticking out her hand to check if it still worked. Nothing was there.

She carefully crept toward the flag. She saw it sticking out of Zeus's fist and saw no one guarding. All the hunters went to attack. She thought to herself. But as she went to snatch it, she stopped. Where is the guardian? She didn't see him anywhere near her so she ran for the flag. She had just grabbed it out of the rock when a hand grabbed her orange camp shirt and dragged her back. She couldn't see who it was but they tied her feet up and tied her hands behind her. When she looked up she saw the pale while mask of the hunter.

"Hello," he said plopping down in front of her, she tried to grab the flag and scurry backwards as best she could but the Hunter stopped her. "We used to know each other. But who cares about little ol' me? No one does, no one did, or will care about me. You might, but all Athenian children hate me. I'm the liar. I'm the cheater. And of course, I'm the problem." He shakes his head and gets up.

Suddenly a few campers come running toward the flag, this should be an easy win. It's 8 against one. We should win. The Guardian looks unfazed. He sighs and grabs his sword. "You are wasting my time. I'm a busy man would you believe it." He then swung it at a camper, and then stabbed them in the stomach. "I'm going to hell for this. Damned patriarchy of dipshits. Can't leave me alone for more than 5 years could you? Dumbasses." No one sighs, he stumbles slightly and nearly trips over a root. Once he stand up again he mumbles "shit" before falling over. Annabeth begins trying to untie herself as she becomes increasingly worried about No one. It's been around 5 minutes and he still hasn't gotten up. She manages to untie herself and stumbles toward the other campers bleeding. "Help! Injuries, we need a medic! Quick!" She begins doing what she can and manages to slow the blood loss. It's not much but it's enough until the Apollo cabin comes by, some worried about the unconscious man. But running around getting people healed. At some point No one started. Grabbing his head, mumbling about a throbbing headache and walked away.

The Hunters of Artemis came running in whooping but quieting down when they saw the injured. They also began running around with help though they were less enthusiastic about it. When one of the healers asked one of the others who could still talk what happened he said "the guardian bitch, he attacked us". Annabeth agreed with them backing them up.

Artemis appeared and finished healing them up with ambrosia and nectar. "I'll have to have a chat with my father-" a loud thundering boom was heard even though the sky was crystal clear. "Over No one's actions. Hurting a camper is unacceptable. So he will be put on trial in front of the gods. And be careful a war is brewing, though this is more of a mental battle. Alas I must go and give my input on the situation. Once I gather No one and we shall leave after we come back my hunters will leave." She leaves after everyone bows as well as they can.

A few minutes later
No One's POV
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I'm back on Olympus for most likely the final time, if I die, I die oh well, life moves on. I enter the doors just as a kid appears covered in ash. He wipes him self off and grabs a bag from Hestia. "I need to speak with lord ares, if he has a moment." "You will not be speaking with Ares, he busy. Now-" "make him split his consciousness, that's like what gods are here for right?" The kid, Keaton I think interrupts the King of the gods and is still living. "If I may father...Keaton you have no right to talk with Ares as you are my child. You under my control" Keaton however looks unfazed and starts taking things out of his bag, he begins to assemble them like a puzzle. "Legally I'm the child of Matty and Sean Lee, so talk with my loving and caring parents if you want to gate keep me from a damn conversation. But, Ares would like to have this conversation unless he wants half you lot down his throat. With all his 5 intelligence, he had a-"

"That's enough Keaton, I assume 11 gods can handle a child. Now come with me." He and the child now carrying two halves of some sort of gun walk to the side of the hall. He looks over at me with eyes of steel, his eyes hard and looking at me with murder in his eyes.

"Yes we're here to decide the fate of you. No one, guardian of the hunt. How do you plead?" Zeus says, he's being just for once how nice. The mumbling from over there has stopped and I look over to see Ares in the floor Ichor flowing from his skull with Keaton silently gliding upwards on a grappling hook, he points to the newly installed rafters. I look back to the gods. "How bout this? Okay, and hear me out. Shut the fuck up." Several people start to talk but Hestia looks at me with pity. If we tell them about you you'll be let off, I'll convince them. She says in my head. This is new to me. I'm jump slightly but realize we have no other choice. "Fine." I say aloud.

I lower my head as the council quiets down. I take off my mask and let them see my face. As I begin to get second thoughts. What if they think I'm ugly? My face is the reason I was sent to hell. But I can't back down now. I remove the concealment magic on my face, it comes off in the form of water drops. The gods get stunned into silence. When suddenly a sound goes off. "Let him go or Apollo gets it. If our fight back more of you get destroyed. So either save your skins and leave, or stay and suffer for it." A scrape on apollos shoulder appears as ichor drips down. "That's a warning shot, next it's through his head." They realize it's Keaton and look over to find Ares on the floor still bleeding out. The begin to quietly panic. Apollo slumps over in his chair ichor spilling from his perfectly tanner forehead. "Bye bitch! Percy Jackson will be leaving safely and unharmed. Understand." I flinch at the name as my water magic covers my face as I put on my mask and flame travel away.

I'm fucking screwed