Chapter 29: Metron.
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-General P.O.V-
The rooftop was quiet. Not peaceful—just quiet.
The kind of stillness that came with too much tension to break. The Motherbox in Jon's hand pulsed faintly, its hum crawling under the skin of everyone present.
The figur...
Chapter 8: Capture the Flag.
-Loth’s P.O.V-
When I opened my eyes, dawn was breaking over Camp Half-Blood.
"It's the next day..."
My words came out more of a statement than a question.
The morning air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine, and ever...
Chapter 28: Intergang.
-General P.O.V.-
The debrief was over, and the room carried with it an air of accomplishment.
"Great work."
Batman nodded Jon's way then left.
The Dark Knight's departure left a silence that felt heavier than any lecture.
"Ho...
Chapter 6: Wolf’s Den.
-Bond’s P.O.V-
The grandeur of Château du Sangreal was almost distracting.
The masquerade ball was in full swing, the air buzzing with laughter and music.
Gilded chandeliers cast a warm glow over the grand ballroom, and elegantly dressed...
Chapter 5: Black-Ops Mission.
-Bond’s P.O.V-
The months following Harris’s execution blurred into a whirlwind of blood and battle.
It was 1943, the height of World War II. The Allied forces were making gains in North Africa, while the Soviets held the Eastern Front.
Chapter 29: Farewell.
-Michael's P.O.V-
I leaned against a pillar at the edge of the training courtyard, arms crossed, watching the chaos unfold.
The same courtyard where I’d spent weeks sparring and humiliating Kamar-Taj’s most skilled martial artists now buzzed w...
Chapter 4: Enemy Within.
-Bond's P.O.V-
The camp was unusually quiet that night.
Shadows flickered across the walls of the officers’ tents as lanterns swayed in the cold wind.
The heavy weight of loss hung in the air, and no one dared speak too loudly. The Debrief ...
Chapter 7: Divine Enlightenment.
-Loth's P.O.V-
The next two days at Camp Half-Blood passed in a blur of sweat, aching muscles, and bruised egos.
Capture the Flag loomed on the horizon, and Luke made it his mission to ensure Percy and I were ready.
Luke spent hour...
Chapter 10: Madness.
-Iphicles' P.O.V-
A few hours after the fiasco between Anissa and the three Mercenaries, The tavern is now thankfully quiet, save for the crackling of the hearth and the low murmur of distant conversations.
Atalanta sits across from Chiron and me at a co...
Chapter 3: Baptism of Shadows.
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-France, 1943-
(Bond's P.O.V)
The past two months had been a whirlwind of mud, blood, and adrenaline.
War was everything I'd been expecting and nothing like I had at the same time.
An apt observation made after six miss...
-General P.O.V-
Dismissed, a tense Jon stopped before leaving the room.
His teammates were already halfway out the door, but something clicked in his mind—a tweak to the mission plan that might prevent disaster.
"Wait," Jon called out, stopping the team in their track...
Chapter 9: The Green Haired Woman Part 2/2.
-Iphicles' P.O.V-
The food at The Princes’ Sty is unexpectedly good. After we finish eating, the three of us—Chiron, Anissa, and I—retreat to our rooms to store our belongings before heading into the city.
It's now night, an...
Chapter 2: Into the Fire.
-2 months Later-
-The Frontlines-
The truck rattled and bounced along the uneven, rutted dirt road, the bitter chill of the French countryside biting at my face.
I pulled my woolen scarf tighter around my neck, but it did little to stave off ...
Chapter 1: The Training Camp.
-France, 1943-
-British Training Camp-
The rain was relentless, turning the dirt field into a quagmire that clung to my boots with every step.
My shoulders ached under the weight of my pack, but I pushed forward, one foot in front of the ...
Chapter 6: Gryphon.
-Loth’s P.O.V-
The forest hummed with life as I followed behind Luke, the head camp counselor, and a group of campers from the Hermes and Apollo cabins.
Our duty? Collecting wood for the nightly Camp fire.
Percy walked beside me, his expression...
-Jon’s P.O.V-
-A Week Later-
The sun hung high over the small, secluded island we’d jokingly dubbed 'Themiscyra Mini'.
Well, I’d jokingly dubbed it that.
Raven hated the name, which only made it better. Right now, though, humor was far from my mind.
Chapter 28: Because We're Friends
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-Kamar-Taj-
-General P.O.V-
After 10 minutes, following Michael's account of everything that happened in Dormammu's dimension, the silence was getting suffocating.
The tea in her porcelain cup had long gone cold, but The...
Chapter 1: I Become Vaatu.
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A dim awareness stirs within the darkness.
Who am I? I am…'Vaatu?' The Spirit of Chaos and Darkness? Immortal Opposite of Raava? The yang to her ying...Yes. Bane to the Avatar, yes. The Darkness bringer. Yes, ye- NO!
No no no.....
Chapter 8: The Green Haired Woman part 1/2.
-Iphicles’ P.O.V-
The late afternoon sun bears down as we reach the gate to Argos, the towering walls casting long shadows over the cobblestone road.
The city looms before us, bustling with activity even at the outskirts.
Correction:- Hecate doesn't have her own Cabin in Camp Half Blood, only the 12 Olympians do.
-Loth’s P.O.V-
I woke up to the sound of shuffling feet, the faint scent of cedarwood and smoke filling the Hermes' cabin.
The whole place was rowdy and crowded.
For an A...
Chapter 7: Argos.
-Iphicles' P.O.V-
By the time I land back at the campsite, the chaos has subsided, and the scene that greets me is almost surreal.
Anissa and Chiron stand amidst the carnage, the bodies of the assassins sprawled around the firepit in grotesque disarray.
Chapter 6: Attack.
-Iphicles P.O.V-
-A few miles off Tyrnis-
A full day of riding puts us halfway to the next city. We stop and camp in the woods, near a stream.
Anissa helps Chiron pitch the tents while I watch on, ashamed of my uselessness. Soon after the horse is ...
Chapter 4: The Claiming.
-Loth's P.O.V-
My instincts kicked in and I raised my hand, grasping the strange warmth in my chest.
A pinkish circular shield materialized, blocking the spear with a loud impact.
'Damn, she didn't hold back.' My surprise at the unprovoked atta...
Chapter 3: Camp Half-Blood.
-Loth’s P.O.V-
"I don't remember much to be honest, just waking up on the beach, the dryads and that...that thing."
I finished retelling my story.
Chiron and Mr.D shared another glance before the Centaur turned my way and cleared his t...
Chapter 5: A Path To Power.
-IPhicles P.O.V-
Gasps ripple through the gathered nobles, some scandalized, others barely suppressing their laughter.
But the King of Mycenae? His face flushes a deep, furious red. He rises from his seat, his hand already reaching for the hilt of ...
Chapter 4: The Prophecy.
-Iphicles' P.O.V-
The air in the banquet hall feels suffocating as the weight of betrayal presses against my chest.
The laughter of Herakles grates on my nerves, a mockery of everything we've been through.
I struggle with disbelief, the need fo...
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-General P.O.V-
A few days before Michael was pulled into Dormammu's realm, the Realm Lord had a visitor.
A visitor from hell.
"Once you destroy the Rider and release my master, Lord Mephisto will reward you handsomely. This, I guarantee on my honor," Prince Astaro...
-Loth’s P.O.V-
Waking up felt like being caught in a storm, my whole body swaying back and forth.
I blinked, trying to shake off the weariness, only to find myself trapped in a web-like cocoon.
I couldn’t move—my arms and legs were bound, and my head was wrapped so...
Tuesday: Times Up Joker Chapter 27 & Anodite Magic in PJO chapter 2.
Wednesday/Thursday: Jon Kent SI: Made of Steel chapter 26 & Heracles: Demigod Twin chapter 4.
Friday: Anodite Magic In PJO chapter 3.
Saturday: Time's Up Joker Chapter 28 & Anodite Magic In PJO c...
Chapter 3: The Banquet Hall.
-Iphicles' P.O.V-
The banquet hall stretches before me, the second largest chamber in the palace, right after the throne room.
Red banners bearing my family’s crest line the stone walls, and directly above the entrance hangs the portrait of my...