Jason and Reyna: The Praetor's of New Rome - Truth

War Games: Part 3

"Well, That was easy." Lelia noted as we entered the second to last level in the tower.

The trip up the tower after the generator's collapse was quick and painless. Not at all what the other campers had said about the earlier levels. They told me about the trip mine level, the lava level and the underwater level. The latter being the most hated level, besides Hannibal. He seemed to be the only one who enjoyed getting wet in that level. We had lost a few campers on the way due to injury, but our numbers were still strong. Especially compared to the other two cohorts waiting for us.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Reyna said as we all gathered around the final level.

The room was extremely narrow, forcing us to line up in rows of threes. Hannibal had to squeeze his way through. Which he wasn't happy about.

"Did you see this level in the plans at all, Reyna?" Gwen asked her.

"No, I didn't." Reyna said. She stood besides me, but she refused to look at me. I felt horrible for what I had done to that guy, I let my anger get the best of me again. I wish I could ask Lupa what I should do about that. But knowing her, that ruthless side of me would be a strength in her eyes.

Lelia pushed her way towards the front of the group. "Everybody, stop for just one second!"

We did as she said, all of us crammed down this long hallway. I had a hard time understanding how this long hallway fit inside this tower. I know, magic, but still, how does magic do this?

"What is it? Can we keep marching to our Inevitable defeat?" Dakota slurred. He stood with the veterans of cohort five, looking beyond drunk.

Lelia ignored him. She turned toward a wall and put her hand on it. "Something is definitely wrong here."

Gwen stepped forward. "Wanna be more specific?"

Lelia ignored her still. Some of the campers were becoming restless, heckling Lelia. Lelia shouted at them. "Could you all be quiet! I'm trying to see if we are walking into a trap our not!"

The campers shut up after that; except Dakota. Dakota pushed his way through the campers to the front. "Lelia, c'mon my friend. Your making yourself look like an idiot. *Hic* I mean ...... like......"

Dakota lost his balance and fell back towards the opposite wall. We all watched him, expecting him to crash against it. Instead, half of his body phased through the wall and crashed on the floor. Only his lower half was visible.

Gwen drew her bow. "Definitely a-"

"TRAP!"

The walls dissolved around us, revealing the entire first and second cohorts surrounding us with their Spears and shields pointing at us. Bronk floated above us on a platform doing a strange dance. He looked he was trying to pull a sword from his waist, but he just kept swinging his arms back and forth.

The ten year old laughed in glee. "You had me worried there for a second. Taking out the power like that. But Justice and Ben are quick on their feet, unlike you people. Like seriously, your going to walk up the tower? Anyways, your surrounded. Forfeit now and take that big, huge, gianormous L!"

Dakota was still on the floor. He tried his best to pull himself up using the shield of an opposing camper. The camper kept kicking him in the face.

The rest of us closed ranks, being pushed back by the opposing campers Spears. Gwen stepped back next to us. Some of the campers on our team whispered to her, hoping she would have answers. Bronk smiled. "What's it going to be?"

Gwen did her best to look confident, but that was clearly fading. I noticed her dropping her bow, about ready to surrender. Before she could, I stepped forward. "Hey! You! I've got a question."