So people if you haven't noticed, The 3 capital words signify a change of Pov. anyway on to the chapter.
****************
Ch.10
PERSEUS WAS BORED. Watching shock spread across the spectators as they noticed that the Hero of Olympus had been beaten by a new son of Venus, was not fun.
After a few minutes of pin-drop silence, the formerly amused voice announced. "The last opponent shall be Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano. Daughter of Bellona, Centurion of the first cohort and former praetor of the twelfth legion."
A very annoyed RARA stepped out from behind a different door. This door was red and gold with the painting of a scepter on it. To 'Jerome', Reyna was still strikingly beautiful even with the wild glint in her eyes and all-over-the-place hair.
She was wielding an imperial gold spear and an imperial gold dagger was strapped to her leg. Her celestial bronze boots were digging into the ground, causing a slight slope after each step.
Reyna gripped her spear and jabbed at Jerome's unprotected stomach. 'Jerome' parried the strike and took a step back.
Reyna continued attacking with all her might but 'Jerome' never raised his blade. In an insane attempt at ending the fight, Reyna aimed a strike at Jerome's head. Her blade was met with his. Their weapons were locked, thereby keeping their faces centimeters apart.
Omega then made the worst mistake he had ever made in his life; he kissed her. Reyna was still stunned from his sudden move so he pulled her spear from her light grip, pointed it behind her neck.
A round of an approving applause erupted from the crowd.
He could tell Reyna was livid. She had let her guard down and now had lost her dignity.Hanging her head, Reyna walked back into the crowd.
Omega watched as two adults stood up in the stands.Their strides were slow but regal and from the way people stared in awe at them, he could tell they had high standings in the camp.
One of them was a tall, dark man. He was dressed in a complete set of golden armour with a purple cape and a red-hair-plumed golden helmet in his coarse hands. Next to him was an older woman. She was donned in a slightly more feminine battle armour and her brown hair billowed around her as if underwater.
As Omega studied them, he realized they were in fact identical twins. Swallowing his pride, he bowed to the praetors. Making a rising motion with his hands, the male signaled 'Jerome' to stand.
"That was," He paused. "An interesting strategy. How long have you been training?"
Omega hesitated. He hadn't thought about that. Shame overtook his mind like an avalanche and in the middle of that haze, he noticed that this emotion wasn't coming from him. Someone else in the crowd was powerful enough to break the barrier into his mind and plant an emotion.
'Surprised Jerome? Or should I say Omega?' A voice boomed in his mind.
Gritting his teeth he concentrated all his power into his fighting the overpowering voice. Blood leaked out of his nose as his eyes began to glow. Again.
'Kneel.' The voice commanded
Omega fell to his knees. He was loosing the battle for his mind. The hard dusty ground rushed up to meet him as darkness clouded his vision.
***********
Sorry this is short. I know it's been a while but ill start updating regularly... i think anyway i hope u enjoyed it
