Marx of the Matrix

Matrix POV
I got up the next day at dawn. Walking to the arena, I decided to get in a bit of training.
I grabbed my sword, Stormfyre. I summoned a fleet of monsters. Minutes passed, the number of monsters dwindled, my determination grew. After about 10 minutes, all the monsters had been defeated.
I dropped down and began my daily morning push ups. I thought about the upcoming war. I gritted my teeth. I had to save the asses of those pompous dickheads AGAIN. Before I knew it, I had done 583 push ups.
Hmm...not bad. I began doing sit ups and let my mind go back to the war. As much as I didn't want to face the Seven, Nico, Thalia, Alex, and Reyna...I had no choice. Unless I allow all of mankind to die because of the mistakes those jack asses made.
I felt my anger rise. I pushed harder. I soon came to around 672 sit ups. I got up from the floor. My training was done.
I walked back to the room that the Assassins of the Marx shared. Luke, Zoë, and Bianca were all awake, laughing at Beckendorf and Silena, who were cuddled up on a bed. They saw me enter and waved. I nodded and grinned.
Putting a finger to my lips, I summoned some water from a nearby bathroom and doused the couple. They woke up with a start, sputtering and coughing up tap water.
"Have a good night sleep, love birds?" I asked, chuckling.
The others were cracking up, Beckendorf turned a bright crimson, and Silena buried her face in his chest.
"Good morning to you too, Perce." Beckendorf grumbled.
"No problem, Romeo. Now, go shower, get dressed, and grab a bite to eat. We leave in 2 hours." I informed my friends. They nodded and scrambled towards the baths.
I took a shower myself. When I came out, I put on my standard black combat boots, black training jeans, a black wife beater tank top, a cloak, and my hood. The hood was designed to hide my face from the nose up. I strapped hidden knives on my forearms, my thighs, and my waist. I slung a bow and quiver across my back, sheathed Stormfyre in it's scabbard. I opened my suitcase, which was basically a mini arsenal.
Shotguns, handguns, pistols, flintlocks, rifles, assault rifles, machine guns, grenades, flame throwers, flash bangs, tranquilizer guns (you never know when it might come in handy), hand grenades, and others were packed tightly into my suitcase.
Luke walked in. "Umm...Percy, don't you think you went a little overboard?"
I laughed, "I'd rather have a bunch of stuff I won't use, then have a barely anything only to find out I needed something that I left here."
"True that." He agreed.
We walked to the ship carriers in the Arclight division. Luke had agreed to use his main ship, Jack Hammer, as our main source of transportation. Our hover boards were in their respective places.
The Assassins of the Marx all gathered at the base of the ship. We went inside.
"Sweet Mother Huboard!" I muttered when I got inside.
Jack Hammer was very complex on the inside. Its interior has one way looking glass, functioning as windows. Its deck allows airplanes to take off and land, functioning as a floating aircraft carrier. What took my breath away is its weapon system. It has a central arcane cannon, firing up to 100 gigajoules of energy. Its hull is protected by 10 inch bulletproof steel and has ten enlarged EM1 laser cannons that can take out any hostiles within 300 yards. It has five rail guns, placed at the five corners of the ship's deck, thus serving as offensive weapons and anti aircraft protection. It has an automatic missile system, allowing the ship to defend itself if another ship attacks. Its engine is made up of magnetic repulsors, allowing it to float and booster rockets to propel itself forward. Like all ships in Chaos' army, it has a hyper drive system. But the ship has the comforts of home. Our room is identical to the room we shared in headquarters. It had all the amenities we need.
I whistled and said, "Man, I would like to have a ship just like this."
Luke looked over to me while sitting in the captain's chair and said,"Trust me man. It took me a while to get used to it. Speaking of which, get over to the console and take control of the navigations. We are taking off now."
He engaged the radio and said, "Lord Chaos, this is Tempest on board the Jack Hammer. Permission to take off."
The radio crackled as Chaos replied,
"Copy that Tempest. Permission granted. Good luck."
Luke replied, "Jack Hammer out." He turned to me and said, "Percy, set a course to Earth. Destination coordinates are as follows; Wolfgang, Zulu, Foxtrot, Discount."
I nodded and set the coordinates. Over the loudspeaker I announced, "Meeting in the conference room in 10 minutes. Make sure you've decided your code name, or I'll do it for you. And I won't cease to make it embarrassing."
Bianca visibly shuddered and set the ship to autopilot. "We'll arrive at Camp Half Blood at approximately 1300 hours this afternoon."
"Copy that." Luke answered. He set the coordinates and we shot off towards Earth.

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