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The battle field was mayhem. It wasn't natural capture the flag, normally when a new camper arrived we would play the camp annual game, but this time, we played seige warfare. I ended up siding with the blue soldiers, while Xero was placed in the red soldiers.

For the most of it, I charged through the enemies and slaughter through all of them. Thalia, was on my team, so I didn't have to make a plan of offensive strike. After a while, I made it through the forest, tracing a camper, who was running away from me.

He was fast, but from the way he franticly held his sword, I assumed he was either Xero or some other new kid. When he finally reached the creek, he turned and made his way across. Jumping into the creek, I smiled. I never liked cornering my pray, or chasing after them, but you can't be picky about things like this.

With one swing, I knocked off his helmet to reveal his face. On his left cheek, he held a deep scar from my attack. His eyes were exactly how you'd see a frightened eleven year old boy. With a smile, I held my sword out.

"Draw your sword. Xero."
Drawing his sword, he charged, with a basic swing, I blocked and knocked him away. He held fire in his eyes. You could see the hatred stored within him. He wanted to let it out. He wanted to explode, but he couldn't almost like he wasn't ready for it.

"You should get stronger." I murmured. "If you're as special as they say, prove it to me! Fight! You're a demigod, and someone has already claimed you to be powerful."

Enraged, Xero charged at me, with a quick flick of my wrist, I knocked him over judo-style. Gazing up at me, he rummaged through the ground tracking dirty and mudd on his shirt. His eyes were painful, they were filled with sadness and death, like he was waiting for his death to come.

"Don't expect me to." I replied. "I won't kill you. This is training, this helps determine who is your godly parent and your skills as a demigod."

Rising up from the ground, Xero charged at me. This time he had something else in his eyes. It was courage. He had the confidence to take action. With a strong strike, Xero matched my blade. Brushing him back, I smiled.

"That's more like it!" I smiled. "I want to see that potential! Show me your power! Prove to me you're a child of the eldest!" Charging at him, I matched his blade. In a collison of cyclones, our blades danced. It was like a dance of pure passion. Each strike was great, it was like I was fighting myself. I could see everything that was going to happen next.

Breaking a part, I gasped. "You're more confident now." I said.
"Confident. I've always been confident, it's just that battle was never going to work for me." Xero replied. Smiling, I tossed the blade away. "Alright then, let's try something different then. No weapon's just our hands, we fight with our fists."

"Alright let's try that!" Xero cried. Charging at me, Xero and I matched hands. With the fragmentation of the earth, I smiled, raising storm clouds and lightning.

Notes

Battle of the strong ones. If you've read the titan's curse remember the little arguement Percy and Thalia had. It was awesome how they cause thunder and lightning. Or was that Zeus? Hmph, either way great.

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