Blood (Siege. Part one)

[silviahartford]

Had he just...almost told her that he loved her? Well, that was what her mind was telling her even when she was as dizzy as anything. Even as he kissed her nose and pulled her up into the chariot, her mind was still all over the place. Why would he say that? They'd slept together and she hadn't once considered the fact that he might like her. He didn't. There was no way he could. He must have took a hit to the head as well. Or she was hallucinating and none of this was actually happening. Yeah, that had to be the case. Oh, would this girl stop fussing over her? There wasn't anything wrong. As soon as the girl had placed her helmet on Silvia's head, she was pulling it off again, flinging it onto the floor of the chariot.

"I'm fine...I don't need help...I don't need you fussing over me, Poseidon girl," She waved the girl off. She'd been hit in the head. All she needed was a few moments peace and she would be fine. But this girl kept fussing. She was not going to the infirmary. Not happening. She wasn't about to abandon Uriel just because some girl told her she needed a medic. She knew she was being stubborn but that was just her way. She didn't like not getting what she wanted. And this girl, whoever she was, was definitely making sure she wasn't getting what she wanted. She sighed, running her hand through her hair.

"It's...not all mine. There was this kid...had his head smashed in by that thing before it turned on me," And she was sure that a lot of the blood in her hair belonged to him. That wasn't to say she wasn't bleeding, because she was. But she didn't think it was enough to be fussed over. "Are you okay...?" It was more to Uriel than to the blonde Poseidon girl. She tried to look up at him but her eyesight flickered when she did and she immediately felt sick. She looked down again at her hands that were covered in blood. She was covered in blood and most of it wasn't hers.

[solo]

William only caught a glimpse up on his brothers chariot, and with that he literally charged into a group of Giants. No backup, with no one there to help him. He was enraged, and whoever got in his way would become another enemy. Friend, and foe were the same to him right now. Slashing his sword, he felled one Giant, after another. They would learn to fear his might, and he didn't care anymore. Snarling he kept cutting them down, and his skeleton warriors were busy doing there thing. His thoughts kept back to Silvia. He had kissed her in the arena...He thought he had felt something for her, but obviously she was just using him to get what she wanted. She had told him that was what she did, and now she had moved on to his brother. Another snarl as he decapitated another giant.

A boy tried to attack him, but his skeletons quickly disposed of him, and William quickly disposed of more of the giant. Never again would he feel this way, and he would regret his decision in the arena for the days to come. Driving his sword back into another giant he growled, as he kept killing them all. With his skeletons there to back him up, he allowed his rage to consume him, and with a snarl he shoved his sword back into the ground, and forced more hellfire to incinerate everything that was around him. No he had been stupid to think that she was capable of caring, and that now he was enraged because he had failed. Never again. Another giant disappeared into his sword, and then another. They would all die this day. No prisoners.

[urielsilver]

Yes, he could feel it rushing through his veins. The will to win, the power. The power to survive was in his hands as he drew his army to near victory. His hands clenched the handle of the light saber, pointing it at the army of Seraph, who happened to be scattered at the moment. The arrows getting fired were too much, blocking the sun's view. Hellfire, too much. The people fell down. Heavy casualties. Uriel just whipped his panther around as it bit into one of the giant's leg. It tugged it's legs off as it jumped away, running to the rally point, he noticed two of Seraph's commanders. One that was sitting over a huge black horse, holding a sword made up of...was that bone?! Sharpened bones, none the less. It's helmet was darkly gleaming, two horns sticking out. He had his bone-like hand on the handle of the sword, swinging it around, dozens of campers fall as it grimly sliced them. The bone sword managed to pierce through a camper, and he slowly disintegrated to ashes.

"May your souls be consumed!" The creature raised his hand and slowly, the dead forces arose to their feet, turning into mindless creatures. Holding swords and fighting battles for the Primordial. Uriel glared at turd that tried to use the fallen soldiers as his own. Before holding his lightsaber, chucking it at him over head. The light spun, hoping to distract him and retrieve the lightsaber...but he couldn't, it already impacted with the creature's chest. The sword pinned the creature's chest as the creature turned to Uriel. As if unfazed, the creature gripped the saber, and it slowly turned to dust. Uriel closed his eyes, he was in for a shitty time.

Uriel slowly stepped away from the Chariot and slammed his fist on the Panther's back. Transporting the two girls some place else. He knew they'd have to survive, he loved Silvia...and she will survive. Uriel closed his eyes and thought "I Love you, Silvia. I'm fine... please be safe" Hoping that her mother had the heart to give her the message. And Uriel knew it was his end....until of course, he felt his hand forming something.

Uriel's eyebrow raised as a shadow staff...or was it a spear? formed on his hand. The long, gleaming staff that glowed in ebony. The end was a pointed obsidian crystal, glowing. It was going to be his weapon. Uriel grinned and took his robe off, feeling his shadow armor cling to his body. Placed with a black robe behind him and his helmet, which was pitch black. He was a battle-mage. And he jumped into battle field, bringing the end of the obsidian down the ground. Causing a quake to happen, followed by the rock spikes from the ground, heading towards the fiend that commanded part of the Primordial Legion. The rocks hit the poor creature, sending it flying as he jumped on the rock, running towards him, and jumping in mid air. His staff pointed at the creature, blasting him with a bolt of shadow from the tip. The bolt however, was directed back at Uriel. Who absorbed it with his armor. Although it sent a sting.

The creature charged at Uriel, slashing it's sword against his staff. Uriel pushed his staff back and kick the creature's damaged armor. The tip of the obsidian flared, and Uriel stabbed his face, literally. The tip pierced through the guy's face, However, he retorted by stabbing Uriel. Who know has a small wound, down his abdomen. Moving away, Uriel slowly kicked the creature down. Taking his sword and placing it on his left sheathe. As he sauntered off to find Silvia. Sending a flare of Hellfire upwards to assure her that he;'s okay.

[silviahartford]

Stupid Poseidon girl! She was fine. She was not going anywhere. Will hated her so Uriel was all she had now. It hurt, but she would just have to get over it. If Will didn't want her, even after that kiss in the arena then she was sure that Uriel did. And maybe, just maybe, she loved him too. She wasn't sure yet and it would take something big to realize it. Though she still maintained the idea that she wasn't going anywhere. She dug her feet into the floor of the chariot, giving Poseidon girl a fierce look. But in all of that, she forgot about Uriel. And she next thing she knew she was falling to the floor.

That son of a bitch had made her shadow travel. Right into a bush...she was going to kill him when she saw him next. She pushed herself up, brushing all the leaves and branches off her as she tried to get her bearings. Where was she? She couldn't see anything she recognized and it was beginning to piss her off. Poseidon girl was no where to be seen so she could only assume that Uriel had rushed the teleport and they had got separated. She needed to find Uriel. She needed him now.

She faltered in her step a little as she remembered her head injury. But she quickly recovered and was searching for him again. Where was he? Where was Uriel? And where was Will? Because she still cared about him as well, even if he hated her. She slipped a little and fell to her knees as her balance was off again. And then she saw it. A flare. And she knew only children of Hades could do that. So it had to be Will or Uriel or maybe their sister Anastasya. But whoever it was, she was running for them before she could even think of anything else.

She slipped again, skidding to a halt as a demigod fell dead in front of her. She spun round avoiding the club that was coming her way. Her head didn't even hurt anymore. The adrenaline was rushing and she needed to get to the source of that flare if it killed her. She needed to know who it was. Whether it was a warning...or a death throw. She sprinted across the battlefield, avoiding all she could. She smacked a son of Ares out of the way with a strength even she didn't know she had. She'd just moved a son of Ares like he was nothing. Where was he....?

[solo]

William was on a rampage. A curved snarl on his lips as he released another huge erupted of hellfire killing everything in the vicinity. He didn't see anything standing around him. That was until another giant swung a club at him. Immediately a barrier of shadow appeared, and protected him. Sadly the force of the impact against his barrier was enough to launch him across the battlefield. He was still unscathed despite being blasted by such force. Looking up he saw that he was at her feet, and he stood up, and stared at her. He had practically bought everything that she said to him, and it had just been turned against him. In a single instant he realized why he hated everyone, and why he only opened to few people. Betrayal was everywhere, and as he looked into her eyes a single formed in his right eye, and trickled down his cheek, and to the ground.

That tear contained every ounce of sadness that he had, and he was numb now. No longer feeling anything that was emotional he turned his back to her. "Stay alive..." his voice was flat, and he sounded defeated, despite all the enemies he had killed. Without another word he rushed away from her, and along with his skeleton warriors he began to kill everyone that stood in his way. He was surrounded on all sides by enemy soldiers, but he only roared in fury as he raised the earth around them, and then crushed them all into nothing. Anger, and rage was fueling him right now. Anger for being used by her, and rage because he actually thought she cared about him at all. Snarling he roared in defiance as he found the biggest giant that he could.

Using his earth powers he boosted his jump, and got right into the things face. "TASTE MY STEEL!" he roared as he brought his blade down into the giants forehead. The effect was instant, and the monster died quickly as Blood Seeker drained his life. William was more beast than animal at this moment, and he was just going to do his best to kill the hurt that he was feeling...It was the only way..

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Their ranks in the sky were scrambled, much to her frustration, as random dots broke and re-joined, the Pegasus riders fighting desperately to stay in the sky despite the attacks of the monsters, as well as still trying to drop bottles of greek fire below. Anastasya snarled, hauling the flying horse sideways, her grip tight on her blade as she raised it into the air. “Stay together! Else they’ll devour us one by one! That’s it!”[/color] She cried, as a few people seemed to hear her command, and steered their Pegasi to begin flying in loops… Protecting each other’s back. Yet still, the stragglers…

Ana was throwing a bottle of the Greek fire down, one of her last, as she heard the first shriek and looked up just in time to see a Pegasus with a fountain of blood gushing from its wing as it started tumbling for earth. There was nothing to do for the rider, and yet… She slashed out at the nearest enemy, and brought her own into a dive, wanting to retrieve the rider. Blood splashed up, staining her armor and her mount’s coat as they went for it. The Daughter of Hades was oh, so close to retrieving the panicking Demigod... She stretched out a hand… But then a floating woman was abruptly blocking her way,

Anastasya received the evil Seraph woman unexpectedly, yet with a grace only battle could bring. She abruptly jerked the reins to the left, forcing the creature to expand its wings, her hand returning to the safety of her body as the blade reappeared in her palm. At once her dive was ceased, and they started to bank right. “Come at me bitch!”[/b] She snarled, glaring at the woman as her direction changed, coming right for her. The blood of the rider was on this woman’s hands… And she would die for that. At once, without her usual trick from the ground… Anastasya’s blade ignited with the familiar glow of hellfire out of the corner of her eye. She brought a gauntlet to block Seraph’s first blow toward her helmeted face, and flicked out her blade to go for the woman’s gut… Though, she began to realize, this needed to be taken to the ground as soon as possible. She’d just glimpsed another falling Pegasus… And knew that her own was done for the instant a wing was damaged. And despite the enchantment of her armor, she didn’t think it would save her from such a long fall… Protecting the valuable limb became her primary ambition.

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Ariel couldn't help but glare at the Aphrodite girl when she refused help. In Ariel's mind, all people were worth trying to save and she was only trying to protect her to give the Aphrodite spawn time to get a little better before charging back in to battle. She aimed another kick in a charging cyclopse's chest, sending him sprawling backwards. The daughter of Poseidon only had time to turn back to the front to see the bone soldier before she felt herself moving through the dark and coming out at the edge of the battle field.

Swearing when she realised that Uriel had shadow travelled her away so he could deal with the bone soldier by himself. She could have helped and he hadn't given her any option. Growling for a moment, her eyes flashed to the side sensing some movement in her periferal vision. Ariel jumped backwards just in time for a boulder to crash right where she'd been standing, rattling her teeth with its inpact. Her head snapped up to find the source, seeing it was another cyclopes that Ariel was not in the mood to deal with, she charged it, cutting it through the middle easily. Even while it was desintegrating, Ariel jumped through it, covering herself in monster dust on her, as she sprinted towards an earth born that was towering over another camper.

[Xenos Dhar]

Xenos chuckled as he looked up at the sky. His armor didn't make a single sound as he calmly walked right into the middle of the battle, everything with a shadow feeling immense terror because of his powers. He looked around and smirked as he saw Seraph. "Hello, Seraph." It was eerie to hear a calm tone in his voice in the midst of all this. "You've been replaced. I'm here to take my old job back." The son of the night laughed before turning to a random camper that had gotten the courage to actually get close to him. A shadow whipped out and flung the poor kid away.

Xenos nearly laughed when he saw Uriel. "How have you been, Uriel?" He asked as he walked up to the Hades child. The Primordial child punched him suddenly, using a mass of shadows to make it many times stronger. "I've had a pretty crappy time myself, old friend." The shadows reached out and grabbed Uriel, pulling him back towards Xenos. "Part of it due to you. Did you know I died?"

[silviahartford]

She was lost. She didn't know where to go and all she wanted was to see the face of someone she knew. She'd go for just about anyone right now. Even that stupid Poseidon girl...no, maybe not her. She needed someone, anyone and...oh great...just when she thought she'd escaped the giants. She skidded in the opposite direction, her leg bending at an awkward angle. She needed a weapon. Her eyes darted around the battlefield. There had to be something she could us. A sword, a bow, anything. And then she spotted something that she could use. Daggers that had once belonged to one of the younger campers. She couldn't use a sword, but she could use them. She pulled them from the dead camper's scabbards, using her momentum to swing round and launch herself into the side of a creature. Her vision was hazy and she couldn't see what it was, but she knew enough to see it fall to the ground. Dead.

And then she ran on, trying desperately to find someone she knew. She ran past children of Demeter and Hermes and every single god but the one she wanted. And as she turned to slash at something that had tried to slit her throat, she was caught off guard by a wave of energy. She was thrown to the ground and she looked around to see what had almost hit her. But it wasn't a boulder. It wasn't a weapon. It was Will, and he was alive. She almost cried in relief and she wanted to just kiss him for not being dead. But he still hated her for what she had done and he was standing and running away from her before she even had a chance to speak.

"Will! Come back!" She wasn't going to let him run away from her. She wasn't going to let him get himself killed. She thought back to that day in the arena. He had taught her to fight, so that she could save his life one day. Well...seemed she really needed to put that into practice now. She tightened her grip on her borrowed daggers, standing from where she was kneeling. She couldn't get to him now because he was surrounded. But she could try. She pushed herself forward, swinging her daggers at the hoards of enemies. One went down, and then another. And all the while she had only one goal. She needed to be by Will's side.

[urielsilver]

(even though the post auto-hit Uriel and Its gonna be okay since it blends with the plot <3)

Now, Uriel was too busy fighting the monsters with his newly acquired staff. The staff was just the perfect weapon for him. The blast of the staff decimated opponents after opponents, His armor glowing in the hot sunlight as he jumped, the staff piercing a monster's head. The tip of the mighty rod was glowing. Each blood it tasted only made it glow brighter. He was amazing, that is until a shadow grabbed him Uriel, knew who it was. that damned bastard,

The camper flying away made Uriel notice who it was, enough memo that the shadow tossed the poor camper away . Shadows..shadows. Of course, Xenos! Uriel's grip on the staff tightened. His armor glowing, However, the mass of the punch was predictable. So, Uriel raised his left hand — which was enforced by his power-gauntlet/fist. That was made up of Stygian Iron. Heavy Stygian Iron. But he could lift it with no problem. It attached to his hand. Mixed with the shadows he could summon to surround the fist and the hellfire, well. It was a good heavy weapon. The clashing of his fist and his gauntlet would then make a clinging sound. A sound enough made Uriel fall backwards, thankfully. The comfortable tentacle shadows of Xenos caught him. Bad choice.

"Crappy day you speak? Such insolence and arrogance, Xenos. and to think of the pride Isabella would've gotten if you sided with us. I'll be sure she'd be there during your second capture—and your execution." [/color] But Uriel wasn't an idiot either. He wasn't going to let him be in point blank range where Xenos can easily fire a coup de grace at him. Uriel's foot was aimed at Xenos, sure he could use the shadow he used to shadow travel but this itself was going to take energy. And Uriel wasn't going to take that. His foot shot upwards, Pointed at Xenos' stomach, and he pulled an immense move.

Hellfire shot from his foot.

The propelling action would shoot Uriel back. Plus it itself can blast Xenos away due to the point blank range of their distance. His foot however, would snap upwards. Damaging him lightly as he shot back. Uriel closed his eyes and attempted to take the shadows wrapped around him into his own way. The tendrils would then enter his armor, forming two huge spikes from the back of his armor. His shoulders, to be precise would have two crescented /bent spikes as he landed on the tree. Although taking some damage, he was sure Xenos took some as well as he got on his foot, gripping his staff and pointing it at his face "You have no idea on what you're in for." [/color]

Uriel's hands wrapped around the center of the staff, twirling it and slamming it down the ground. The force would cause a fissure to form, cracks heading towards Xenos. Rock-spikes would form from the left side of the fissure. He jumped on the rocks and charged towards Xenos, the rocks still heading at him before he jumped in mid air, his staff jabbed towards him, making a huge hellfire- fire ball head towards Xenos. Uriel cackled at his attacks, although powerful. He knew one would hit Xenos. He wasn't going to back down, no. "heheheehhehe![/color]


Seraph, with her battle against the Hades woman was still quite on it's early stages. The blow would be blocked, but Seraph had other plans for her. Backing down. Her blades would be then placed around her chest, the winds forming around him before she charged at her, her body spinning until the winds formed a huge cyclone around her. The pointed front directed at her. The twister-missile was headed towards The girl. while the swinging of her blades in rapid motion would then cause two hidden wind waves to head towards the Hades girl's left and right side. This would be fun, could she be as good as Uriel?

The two earthborns, positioned at the banners would laugh. The return of the rightful leader has come. Under Seraph's grasp they were no more. The son of the dreaded night was here, The Dark Demon, the King of Malice, and the Lord of the Night Shadow was back. Xenos, was back. The Demi-Goddess of Wind was no more. Tearing the banner off their place, they would rise a new banner. Dark, with the X marked on them. It was the symbol of their right allegiance to Xenos. By the gods, if he will lead this. Meanwhile, the Olympians were still looking down at the fight. A worried concern on their faces. Would they survive this fight? This, they did not know, But they know that they'd damn well try to. They could not interfere, nor can their grandparents. But the number of the army could very well destroy their hopes. But no, their children and their own sakes were on the line here.

Meanwhile, Damon was still holding his line. His two scimitars swinging around as the huge man tackled into the monsters. Punches, kicks were shared. They would know the name of Hercules. A huge Drakon was in front of the man. The Russian Warrior would grin, drawing two knives from his side and tossing it towards the Drakon. But, the Drakon's eyes would then be hit. The monster would go in berserk mode, hitting it's fellow monsters as Damon kept on charging. Kill, kill. That was the thing. He was programmed to do so. The assassinations he was put through. The knives, his strength. It was all coming back to him now...He was going to win this war, for Mother Russia and her children. For... Boris.

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Abruptly, the woman withdrew… which set Anastasya on edge. Reining the Pegasus for a moment, opposite arm still wielding the sword, she brought the creature to a hover… And then she realized what was going on when the twister began to form. Her blade immediately disappeared for the moment. Tightly gripping the mount with her legs, she retrieved the back up weapon. The bow and arrow at her back. Notching an arrow and bringing the string back, she aimed right for the woman, and let the arrow fly. Instantly the tip exploded with hellfire as it soared through the air toward her…

But then her Pegasus spooked, not liking how close Seraph was to reaching them with the wind barriers on either side. Tucking its massive wings, it tilted into a dive. Ana just barely managed to stay seated, her legs tightly gripping the creature’s sides, and keep her grasp on the bow… A moment later, the dive ceased, having brought them angled lower toward the ground, and momentarily out of the target range for Seraph’s previous attack. Ana let another arrow, flaming with more hellfire, fly, before she was forced to put the bow back over her shoulder as the Pegasus let out a shrill sound, wings momentarily causing them to lurch, first left, then right. Her brows knit beneath her helmet… And then she caught sight. The feathers at the tips of its wings were splintered and bloody, cutting their flying ability. It would appear that while they’d avoided the majority of the tack, the tucking of the wings upward had caused a slight snag.

No matter. She’d kill the crazy bitch anyway.