Artemis Child

Artemis Child Ch42

That feeling you get when people are around you. Telling you and incouraging you to do what is right. That feeling of motivation is so strong yet fragile. The very moment that your plans, hopes, or dreams change in the slightest, you ask yourself 'what should I do now.' You become lost without guidence, and without meaning. As humans made by the gods, we fight to become something more. We struggle to keep the state of mind that moves us forward. Lossing friends or loved ones makes that feeling sickening.

   "I just need something other than this sorrow. Something other than this worry from my dream." I whispered to myself. I was sitting upright on my bed, still in the dark about my dream. It was around three in the morning and I could shake the grasp of saddness that wanted to smother me. I held his necklace in my hand, and gripped it tightly. The point of the arrow head poked through my flesh suddenly.

   "Ow." I said in annoyance to more pain. "If you didn't belong to someone important, than you would be out the window right now." I whispered a threat to the necklace as if it were anamit.

   "Hold the phone." I said with a thought. "People's souls are tied to object after death so maybe this could link me to....." I stopped myself again an with a new thought creeping up on mind. Sorrow turned to curiousity, and now I had my motivation. "Gena, you are a gods damn genius." I said as I fetched some planning materials. I switched on an overhead light and started planning.

   The daylight came quickly as I piled up the trashcan with ideas that had a lot of flaws. My attention was broken by Andrew, who had been invited into the cabin.

   "Hey um, Its thursday. Time for capture the flag." He said, he was dressed in armor and was holding a red feathered helmet. "Lord Dionysis said it was required for you since you didn't go through training when you arrived back with us." He said, with a little ting of sorrow. "He had obviously taken Cory's death harshly too. I feel like he looked up to him. Or down since Andrew is taller than Cory.

    "I tried to get us on the same team, but Serena and Toni already are on red. So its uneven by one." He added. "I don't want to. I'm really busy." I complained and balled up a piece of paper. "Nope, not with that you arn't." He said and picked me up. "No!! My bed!!" I said and gripped the bed for dear life.

   Next thing I know, I'm dressed in combat gear that was tight on my breast, but snug on my waist. I was given my axe and a blue feathered helmet to match the people next to me. "First time in capture the flag?" Some girl asked next to me. "Yeah. I'm not a social game kind of person." I replied back, my axe hanging loosly in my hand. "Don't worry the Apollo children stand by incase people get hurt." She said as a loud horn blared to signal the start.

   You would think that girls weren't into this, but they ran just as fast and the shouted just as loud. I almost couldn't help, but run from all the enthusiasm. The red team came quickly up the hill, with a female in front.

   She tore through our ranks with her weapon and skill. At least four went down at first, so I planned on avoiding her. I was intersepted by a larger enemy. He swung at me, but I countered him easily. I used my chain to whip his feet from under him, this made his head hit a stump. He was unconcious now so I continued past him.

   A reflex kicked in and I ducked. A sound rang out as the red team woman's weapon hit the tree next to me. "Not many people can take out one of my brothers so quickly." She said with a wicked smile. She attacked from my left, so I blocked with a side swipe. The moment our weapons made contact, she twirled and tried to kick me.

   This left her wide open. I sweeped my foot down and kicked the back of her knee. She buckled and rolled a few feet away to get back on her footing. "Cheeky lil turd arnt ya. Not the best fighter of your friends though I see." She finished her taunt, I was to annoyed to think rationally now. I swung in an arc, which she deflected downward. She brought her sword down on my wrist and clipped it.

  I flinched, tried again, yet she dodged and elbowed my face. "You should stick to making weapons for actual warriors instead of trying to use them." She said to add insult to injury; however, all she did was give me an idea. I pulled out my recent creation from my armor's leather side pocket.

   I set it for ten seconds, and decided to waste time. "So you're a warrior?" I asked her with a amount of doubt clear in my voice. 'One Mississippi, Two Mississippi.' I counted in my head. "Of course, I am the best at camp." She said smuggly. 'Five Mississippi, six..' I was getting anxious to throw it at her face. "I'm Clarisse Daughter of Ares. I.." She was cut off when I threw the spike ball at her. "Nine Mississippi." I said as it left my hand. I threw it down near her and ducked behind a tree.

   The blades fired with a stappler like sound. She let out an aggrivated grunt. I came from behind the tree to find her strung up and pinned to one of the trees by her armor. The blades broke through them and held her there like a doll.

   "Get me down from here!" She demanded with rage in her eyes. "Nah, that would be a warrior thing. And you told me to forge weapons instead. So Imma just go finish the flag game thing." I said and walked away with sass in each step.

   Before I could go very far another horn blared signalling the end of the game. Red team had won, so it was somewhat of a bummer. Although that fighting really did take my mind of everything except my machine crafting. It was something that I needed to finish. It was in fact just something.