Odelia Celtigar was not going to watch the Gods pass her by. She was going to fight.
However she had to.
Whenever she had to.
And she was only going to stop when the battle is done.
But that's just it...
The battles are never done.
The world was on...
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Odelia happily skipped onto the porch of her house. She had just climbed off of the bus and had great news to tell her father! As always, no matter what time it was, Dante was patiently waiting for her. His brown skin had begun to sweat and he wiped his forehead, but he stood tall and firm for Odelia.
“Daddy!” She shouted with a smile as she ran directly into his open arms. Dante shared his daughter’s excitement and picked her up, twirling her around a bit.
Odelia giggled. “Put me down!”
“No can do, princess!” He took her inside their two bedroom house, but not before waving to the bus driver.
“I got an A on my spelling test, Daddy!” The girl asked, hoping he would be proud of her. Mother always said she had to be the best, but Daddy said that failure was okay sometimes.
Odelia wanted him to be happy for her, so he could tell Mother only good things about her while she was away for “work”.
She barely had time to move as Luke’s blade came down on her. Odelia kicked herself off the ground and regained her swords just in time. Her boyfriend merely smirked, knowing he almost had her. Like usual, their spars caught the attention of most of the campers.
Luke and Odelia were the two best with weapons in camp. Worse, they knew it and the son of Hermes was levels better than her.
With Annabeth following. There was Ethan and Thalia, but one ran away and the other was practically dead.
It hurts to think about both of them. The former more than the latter.
The brown-skinned girl brandished her long swords once more. The two circled each other, both demigods looking for an opening, an opportunity to strike and take the win. Odelia lunged first, not being able to keep herself idle in a fight.
