Destiny Calls (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

33: Dueling is so much fun, isn't it?

"I'm not sure this is a good idea." I said, trying to reason with the enraged Leah. "We're in a public place with..." I glanced around nervously. "Mortals." I whispered.

"I don't care. You can't just rage off and then disappear in shadows!"

"Blame Dom." I retorted immediately. "Not me. I just wanted to storm off and let out some steam. I did storm off, I did blow off steam, just in the changing room by doing some high-tech holographic projection project."

She looked appalled. "Since when did you know high-tech holographic projection?"

I produced a girl made out of water and made it curtsy towards them. "At your service ma'am." It said in a high-pitched voice.

"How the hell did you know how to do that?"

"The water can emit different frequencies to imitate the sound of human speech." I said. 

"You are a show off." growled Leah, her hands inching towards her blade.

"You are a pompous little brat." I snarled back, my hands latching onto the pen in my satchel and the large gem on the left of my belt that rested on my hip.

"No!" yelled Dom, shadows forming from his hands as they grabbed us and held us back. "Not here." The shadows connected with Max and Emily and we were suddenly back in Camp Jupiter. 

"What was that for?" we both yelled, our attention now joint on the son of Thanatos.

"You can't go beating each other up in a mall! At least have the decency to hide our existence!" he answered, impatient. "You want to battle, you battle here. "

"Yeah, we battle." I said. "1 on 1 on 1. A three way battle." Suddenly, Thalia walked in, bow in hand.

"What's the commotion?" she asked. "I just received a hawk from one of the hunters. Their in Camp Half blood already. Thea, calm down. You need a peaceful mind to battle Nyx."

"I can control my emotions." I retorted. "And my anger has something to  be used on. The best defense is a bit of offense, so the best way to cool down is to heat me up." 

"Can I add something?" Leo said, his hair sticking up at weird angles like a mohawk. "Thea, catch." He threw two sheets of metal that glinted silver in the light. They attached themselves to my forearms and I noticed that they weren't sheets of silver, they were silver gauntlets. They coated around the sleeve of my jacket and around the opening of my glove, sealing in anyways for my scars to be visible. 

"Sweet." I said, inspecting the gauntlet with my right hand.

"I know right? I thought that since you've got two weapons, you should need some defense armor." He hastily corrected himself as I shot him a glare. "Not that you need it."

He threw some to Dom. "You better take care of them. I had to bribe my dad to get me some stygian iron, and it took me a long time to design those without sucking my own soul."

He gave him a goofy smile, before the gauntlet on his left turned into a wicked shield, with an image of a butterfly in the middle of it. "Shows my masculinity. They will flee at the sign of the butterfly."

"Shows your stupidity." Leah retorted. "Less talk, more fight. Get on it with it, shadow boy." 

"Certainly." he says, and his blade extends to be his height, and swings it around to test the balance with his sword. I summon my swords, and Dom looked at me bewildered. "Won't you use your bow?" he asked. 

"You don't bring a bow to a swordfight. If I was long distance attacking you, you two would be dead the moment I let go of my first arrow." I answered, demonstrating my point by pinning the sleeve of Dom's shirt to a nearby wall. 

"Okay then." Dom said, tugging off the arrows. "Let's go." Swinging his blade back and forth expertly, he spun around Leah's attempts to get a hit, his new gauntlets ringing against the hard celestial bronze. I joined into the fight, my blades parrying both their swords as I dodged Dom's spinning blade and parried it for Leah, before sending it flying at both of them, Leah who dodged, while Dom caught it in mid air.

Leah lunged at me, and with a sudden disarming maneouver, her bronze blade was in my hands and my secondary knife was in back in it's sheave on my waist. I spun the blade around in my hand, testing it, before holding it in my right hand, my shorter silver blade resting on my left hand. Leah groaned, before curling and uncurling her fist, before expertly back flipping over a stroke from Dom and coming down to land on me. Leah was light, but she sure knew how to adjust her weight, so she slammed down hard onto me, pushing us to the floor.

Dom began to advance to us, and I raised my gauntlets to block the blow from myself, while Leah raised her shield, which she then swung into me, and I crossed my swords, my feet skidding against the floor as we pushed towards each other, before her strength waned and I pushed her across the floor, and she landed painfully on the floor. "Dead." she said, as Thalia threw her a packet of ambrosia. "Fight out, lover boy."

Dom glared at her. "I'll give you a fight." He spun at me at inhumane speed, and I finally knew how he resembled his father. He was more graceful than your average demigod, and the way he fought with elegance was enough to make my heart flutter. I kept the blush out of my skin, and rose to meet him. Throwing Leah her sword back as she lay comfortably on a bench, I dodged his first blade and met his second edge with a clash against my gauntlets, pushing him backwards, but in the same time disarming both myself and him. 

I knew I could always just get another weapon from my belt, but that wasn't fair to Dom, so I simply discarded my remaining sword on the side and got my fists in front of me. "Don't think I'll go soft on you because you're my friend."

"Didn't think of it."

"Get ready for hurt." I retorted, and swung my fist. He blocked it with ease, as I expected, and I jabbed his stomach with my other, giving him a round-house kick afterwards, kicking him straight in the face. I kept to the balls of my feet, bobbing lightly as I rearranged my footing so I was ready with any attack. What I didn't expect was a swarm of shadows to surround me in a whirlpool. I yelped, before silver energy floated from my body, slowly pushing out towards the shadows.

It was now a fight of will.

We both knew we were strong. We both knew that this was going to end one way or another: he being blasted off in a way too strong wave of moonlight, or me being overwhelmed by the shadows. But I had one more weapon to my disposal, the ability to control water, that he did not have. I balanced myself, and I could see the slight figure of Dom on one knee, leaning towards me and pushing with all his might, shadows forming from his fingertips. 

I felt a tug on my gut as I probably burst an aqueduct underneath the ground.

Time for show time.

Sorry I didn't update last week I've got several tests and a Grade 8 music exam. :( But here's your chappie!