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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12

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At last, it was time for capture the flag, and I wasn't gonna lie, I was excited, the general idea behind capture the flag was very fun, now all I had to do was survive Clarisse and her goons without people knowing too much about my powers.

As I sat, reading a book I had enchanted to be with all the letters backward, Campers yelled and cheered as Annabeth and two of her siblings ran into the pavilion carrying a silk banner, they really make a show out of it, this is going to be sooo fun. Our banner apparently was a barn owl above an olive tree, so we are fighting for Athena them, huh maybe I can troll the flag if we win, we'll see.

From the opposite side of the pavilion, Clarisse the massively aggressive, tall, and buff teenager, and her lapdogs ran in with another banner, of identical size, but instead of a lovely owl, it had a bloody spear and a boar's head, ohhhh, maybe I can change their banner, that's even better.

I turned to one of my nephews, and asked, "Out of curiosity, does anyone ever dies in here?"

"Yeah, I mean… it's usually accidents."

"Oh, well, I suppose I will bring my C-game!"

"C-game?" my nephew inquired. "Shouldn't it be your A-game?"

"Nah, Clarisse is not worth the effort, besides even if she made me bring my A-game, I would never tell her" I chuckled.

"I am glad we have an uncle around here," My nephew, who was older than me said between chuckles.

I smiled. "Well, I gotta go, I promise godly I would help her,"

"Goldy, haha, well, lead the way uncle, I am coming with you," My nephew smiled, as he gave a playful punch to the shoulder. "We've made a temporary alliance with Athena's cabin, just because of you. We can't have our only uncle dying on us, can we?"

"I can almost feel the faith you have in me," I snorted.

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The teams were announced for everyone to hear. Athena's cabin had made an alliance with Apollo, one of the biggest cabins in terms of soldiers. Apparently, they had accepted to help just to avoid me getting badly hurt by the enraged bull… I mean Clarisse.

Ares's cabin on the other had a bunch of allies, most of them were… I don't wanna say useless, but yeah, Dionysus's cabin, Demeter's cabin, Aphrodite's cabin, and Hephaestus's cabin. From what I'd seen since I got here, the children of Aphrodite were… the weakest in that alliance, with Dionysus's cabin being the second best, having some decent athletes around my level in hand to hand combat... so maybe not so decent, and above me in armed combat, but there were only two demigods there which made them weak in numbers… as for the others, well none of them posed much of a challenge in combat, except of course, for Ares's cabin, which had a dozen of the biggest, ugliest, and deodorant haters in this camp, they could weaponize their armpits I swear.

Chiron hammered his hoof on the marble. "Heroes!" he announced. "You know the rules. The creek is the boundary line. The entire forest is fair game. All magic items are allowed. The banner must be prominently displayed, and have no more than two guards. Prisoners may be disarmed, but may not be bound or gagged. No killing or maiming is allowed. I will serve as a referee and battlefield medic. Arm yourselves!"

I had two questions, one… the fuck is the creek and two, did he say all magic items are allowed? muahahahahMUAHAHAHAHAHA, I will thoroughly enjoy this, I wonder if Clarisse will like to be permanently bald, hmmm. Anywho, I'll think about her punishment as I go, right now is time to get ready, I need one sword, one bow, one quiver, one beach chair, and two liters of Coke, Pepsi if I can't find coke.

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"So, let me see if I get this straight… you asked me to join your team," I asked Annabeth, who nodded in answer, "And my only duty is to stay guarding this flag?" I pointed to the flag, and she nodded, "Awesome," I said putting up my beach chair, which in turn confused the heck out of Annabeth.

"How?" Annabeth asked in shock pointing at the chair.

"Annabeth, I had a feeling you would use me as a bait, and I plan to enjoy said job… so tata, go and do your thing child of Athena, while I enjoy a cold… Pepsi, and wait for Clarisse," I smiled, sitting on my comfortable chair, with a frown on my face… I was still mad I did not found Coke, but I suppose for now Pepsi will do, for now.

"This... argg!" Annabeth sighed in defeat, she knew I was impossible to deal with, she had come to learn about that the first two weeks of camp, "Fine, but stay here,"

"I brought a book… I ain't moving," I shot back with a smile.

Many are probably wondering, Adam, are you stupid? You have a six-foot-tall teenage girl fueled on testosterone, that wants to kill you, and yet… you are chilling on a beach chair with a Greek book about economics that you will clearly pretend to read, well allow this young demigod to clear some misconceptions, you see when I accepted to join this game… I had in mind using my magic to defend myself, but doing so while hiding it… was hard, so I came with a solution, putting traps everywhere, see in the hour Chiron gave us to get ready after his little speech, I tagged all my teammates with a magical signature without their explicit consent… I know you usually have to get consent for everything but for this, it was either that or falling into a pit full of magic-infused mosquitos…. Or getting a hair erasing explosion… so I took the liberty of saving them from that.

You see, my traps only work with those that do not have my magical signature, which means my team was safe, but Clarisse and her allies would have to deal with stupid non-lethal but probably mentally scarring traps, there is one trap where the victim will be forced to see a documentary about Helvetica, the writing font, it's an eight-hour documentary, I dare anyone to find a bigger waste of time than that. Anywho, the point, there was almost a zero percent chance of Clarisse getting to me…. I had hundreds of stupids traps around… I would've put more, but I didn't have the time.