𝐢𝐢𝐢. throw the fist, slap the wrist

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: throw the fist, slap the wrist( punisher - k

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: throw the fist, slap the wrist
( punisher - k.flay )



















they never work...



















Camp Half-Blood. Strawberry fields, satyrs and nymphs, horses trotting around, tall trees and flowers. It was perfect. Or at least it would be, if everyone didn't hate her.

She tried to ignore the looks of judgement as she walked through to the cabins. Conversations seemed to die as she walked past, but they picked up as soon as she was gone, a brand new topic to discuss. She wasn't an idiot, she knew what they said about her, they only reason they didn't say it to her face was because of Brooklyn.

Brooklyn Pierce, otherwise known as Bane, sixteen year old daughter of Aphrodite. But don't call her Brooklyn, you might lose a few teeth. She took after her mother's war side, more commonly known as Aphrodite Areia, and as far as anyone was concerned, she was Deianira's sister. Blood or not. And she had no tolerance for people who talked shit about her family.

Bane was born with bright pink hair, a gift from her mother. She wore it like a badge of honour. She was powerful, more so than most of the kids at camp, despite 'only' being a daughter of Aphrodite. Another gift she got from her mother was the ability to shapeshift.

Bane could change her appearance, clothing and voice to anyone in the world, real or fictional, ( It was a real crowd pleaser when she transformed into Spiderman and swung around the room ), including satyr's and centaurs. If they were even part human, she could turn into them. Her only restriction was animals. She didn't use the power often, unless she was trying to prank the Hermes cabin.

Bane was a favourite of her mother, and Aphrodite made sure everyone knew that. Even Ares gifted Bane a spear on her tenth birthday just to win Aphrodite's affection once more. Bane didn't particularly like Ares, but she stood with his kids. She was resident 'I'll best you up if you look at them wrong' for the Aphrodite and Ares cabin, and of course Deianira.

In short, Bane made bleeding and bruised look beautiful.

"Diya!"

Deianira looks up. She'd been staring at the damp moss and grass of the path as she walked, but Bane's voice made her heart leap. A smile immediately spreads of the young girls face as she spots Bane on the porch of the Aphrodite cabin, sitting behind Silena Beauregard and braiding her hair. Bane had that familiar sly smile on her face as Deianira rushed over and dropped her bag on the porch, tackling Bane in a hug.

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