The Daughter Of Olympus

Chapter 12: Expected Wake Up Call

Zan finally got the hang of the whole powers thing. It's like her powers were backed up and the raising the dead incident let them loose. She had gotten the hang of most of the main god and goddesses powers through constant practice. So far she had gotten Aphrodite's, Poseidon's, Hades's, Apollo's, and Ares's. Her days were spent either practicing, eating, or sleeping. She had nothing else to do so why not? At the moment, she had decided to practice moving water around in the air, trying to ignore Ares's constant jokes.

It's like your were constipated with power! HA! Ares laughed, knocking off Zan's focus once again.

Thanks. That's very flattering. Zan replied, Aren't you supposed to be, oh I don't know, more serious? She asked. Trying to lift the water and keeping it up this time.

"I don't like that tone missy", Ares scolded. Why's he sound so real all of a sudden?,  Zan thought. She looked up and gasped, realizing Ares was now standing in front of her. He wore what looked like a outfit bikers would wear with leather and sunglasses.

She stumbled backwards. He looked more menacing than he seemed when talking in her head.

"S-Sorry." She stammered, caught off guard.

"It's alright. And for your information, I'm only serious and mean around people I don't like. Consider yourself lucky." He said, casually picking his teeth. Zan snorted, instantly forgetting she was standing in front of the god of war.

"I must be your favorite kid since you actually like me." Zan said with a grin. She took a break from working with the water and let if fall to the ground. Ares took an abrupt step back from the water, looking at it with distaste as if it would get offended and leave.

"Not quite. You're not even near what I would consider a perfect child with your constant mistakes. I would much rather prefer Clarisse or Luna as my favorites." He stopped, realizing he just said something favoring another person. For a second he stood there, dumbstruck, looking as if he were thinking: Did I really just say that?

"Uh. Don't tell anyone I said that or I swear to myself I'll-"

"I wasn't planning on it." Zan interrupted, "Now if you excuse me, I need to continue practicing."

"Oh yes, good idea. You know Hercules is only a day or two away from Camp Half-Blood. So make sure to eat a lot of fiber this time." Ares said with a small laugh to his own joke.

"What?!" Zan exclaimed. The water she attempted to levitate once again splashed down- but this time it landed on top of her head. Ares continued with an explanation but not without laughing at Zan for a good minute first. He wiped a tear.

"Aha... Well, yes. When you eat fiber it helps move everything in your digestive system easier-"

"Not that! The other thing!" Zan rushed.

"Right, of course." Ares said, "While you've been playing around here, Hercules has been inching toward your beloved camp with a very impressive army. I mean, I hate the guy but seriously. Well, of course I could make a better one but..." He trailed off, realizing Zan probably wasn't interested. He cleared his throat. "You don't have very long left, actually. Maybe saying that you have one day might even be too much."

"No, no, no. What do I do?" Zan panicked. She quickly started thinking through all her options. She could try to surf there, or get a flight today maybe if Sophrosyne would let her leave and return the McCleans too eventually. Ares might even be able to teleport her. While she rummaged through her options, she realized her hands were starting to heat up again. She swore loudly in greek.