Betrayed and Alone

Camp Half-Hell (15) Percy's POV

        I chuckled at the campers' awed faces when they seen the arrows stop and form words. But of course, she just had to ask questions. "Who's Lone Wolf?" The daughter of Athena demanded, as if she seriously thought I would answer. I just gave off an annoyed aura and shook my head. Then I saw Flame and Trapped inch closer to each other. "Hey! No kissing!" I barked. They jumped, surprised. Hero was trying to stop laughing, but failed. There was even some laughing from the campers, but the blonde just narrowed her grey eyes, still expecting an answer. "Anyways, we're the warriors of Chaos, blah blah blah, and we're here to help you in the war. I'm the Commander. There's another Commander." I yawned as if this was the most boring thing possible. "We don't need you, we have Jack!" The blonde sneered. "You don't need us? Fine by me." I retorted and turned to leave. "Don't believe anything she says! Jack couldn't fight a baby hellhound if his life depended on it!" Someone called out. It was Sarah Winter, the last demigod I had saved, and her icy blue eyes glared at Anna- wait, she doesn't deserve a name. "WHAT?!" Jack roared, coming out of the crowd and waving a bronze sword around. "I CHALLENGE THE COMMANDERS!" He gave me and Hero a look.

       The Warriors gasped, and turned to me for my reaction. I narrowed my eyes. "Challenge accepted!" I growled. "At the arena, if you know where that is. At noon." Jack sneered. There was a stony silence, and I was sure that the campers felt my aura of amusement. I rolled my eyes and responded coolly: "Of course I know where that is. Who doesn't?"  The blonde eyed me suspiciously, her grey eyes studying me, trying to figure me out. I met her gaze evenly, challenging her. "Anyways, I'm Omega." I said this as it was obvious. "Hero." "FLAME!" "Trapped." "Revenge." "Death." "Star." "Forge." "Beauty." Silena held Forge's hand, her wedding ring glinting. The Aphrodite cabin "awe!" ed. Chiron trotted forward, his hair grayer than usual. "Where will you be staying?" He asked politely. "In our cabin." I said this as if it was obvious. The campers looked at each other. "We don't have a Chaos cabin." Chiron replied apologetically. I just walked to a clear space near the Big House and waved my hand. Almost immediately did a pitch black 5 story mansion as with swirling galaxy s rise from the ground. "Now you do." I said this coolly, as if making a mansion rise from the ground was the easiest thing to do. My team marched through the door casually. I paused at the doorway and called out: "It's rude to stare, you know."            

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        I walked into the living room and shoved Flame off the couch, which he was hogging. I grinned at his complaint about how he was the first one there. Hero laughed, Trapped rolled her eyes in a friendly way, and the rest of the team was wondering how the heck a lazy Leo Valdez made it to the team. "Lovebirds!" The entire team called out when Trapped helped Leo off the floor and kissed him. "So, when's the wedding?" I asked Trapped and Flame innocently. Since they had taken their masks off, we could see their faces turn bright red. "Leo didn't get a ring yet?" I asked in a shocked voice. The team mocked a gasp as they turned to Leo. "I don't know what you mean!" And with that, Flame turned and fled up the stairs in a hurry. The entire team including Trapped, roared with laughter. Star wiped away a tear of laughter and then turned to me. "It'll be time for the duel in two hours." She sighed, obsidian black eyes glinting with amusement. "Can you believe that he thinks Luke is the other Commander?" I asked Zoe. "No." She responded, barely holding back a giggle. "Hey!" Luke protested. The entire team burst into laughter. I walked out of the room laughing, but as soon as I was out of sight, I stopped and darted to my room as fast as possible.

         It was all an act. All of it. Every laugh, every joke. I took out my frustration on the punching bag in my room. Betrayal.  Jack. Annabeth. No loyalty. Disowned. Tortured. Better off dead.  Broken. With each word that went through my mind, I delivered a heavy blow to the punching bag. When the last word went through my mind, I hit the bag so hard that I accidentally broke it. I warmed up, thinking of the revenge I would have on Jack at the duel today. Revenge would be sweet.