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Nyxil: At well-past-midnight, camp's training arena is in nearly pitch-darkness save for a few sparse torches casting sporadic shadows of a few training dummies left from the day before. The night itself ebbs silently as Nyxil shadowtravels onto one of the benches along the arena's edge. It was his first time coming to camp in months, and his time beyond its protective barriers showed. His black hoodie is flecked with blood and his shoes are worn to hell and back. But for now he was pretty relaxed - or at least tired - and it shows. Silently, passively, he reclines on the bench and examines a bloodied chakram intently, squinting from its soft glow.

​Sylvio:  He had snuck out well after all the other campers had gone to sleep. He knew at this hour no one should be at the training arena and as he hadnt had the chance to in some time he needed to practice with his reapers tool. Quietly he snuck his way into the arena summoning his Scythe from its necklace form. As he looked around he spotted the other male and quietly cursed under his breath and tried to back away into the shadows not thinking about the glow of his weapon.

Nin He walks into the arena bored and feeling active because of the crisp air and the glow of the moon. The shadows stretched all over the camp and he figured why not go for a stroll. He makes it to the arena and see someone up in the stands, he was about to wave thankful for the company when he notices a glow out of the corner of his eyes. He blows his silver whistle and is holding a shadow dagger in his left his baton already out on his right. "What the hell is going on here! You trying to pick a fight."

Liz: She sneaks out of the Bethel, and goes to the training arena. She walks in, puts on armour, only to turn around and find two figures standing there. She turns to leave, but all of a sudden a whistle pierces the silence. It startles her so much that she falls with a CLANG!

Nyxil: Nyxil twitches at the sudden sound of the whistle and springs to his feet, stance low. In the heat of the moment he flicks his wrist to throw the chakram at the sound's source, but remembers just in time that camp.... usually... isn't hostile. So he sits back down and lets his eyes adjust before responding. Two people, for some worthless reason, decided to show up and disturb his peace in the middle of the night at once - the whistle jackass, and some other idiot thinking he was stealthy in the distance with a glowing scythe (not that it mattered to a kid with night vision), and the whistle jackass. Then a metalic crash, and there were three. Why. Nyxil facepalms so hard he forgets to even answer the new arrivals. ​

Sylvio:  He curses under his breath at all the people who had been here despite the late hour. Two men and a woman. Too many people for him to handle. He sees the chakram go flying and drops into a reapers stance. 'What the hell are these idiots thinking!?' He takes a couple steps forward wanting to better see his possible opponents. "What are you throwing that thing around for!? Do you want to be sent to my father so badly!?" His anger at all the people for interupting his one chance to get some training in making him bolder than normal.

Nin He looks as the glowing kid comes out of the shadow and notices the kid on the ground with his night vision. He has an eye on everyone as he loudly states "You are the one who was hiding". He tries to bind the yelling kid in shadow tendrils as he keeps his baton trained on the one on the ground. "You in the stands! Start talking or catch these hands!.

Aria: Running away from her nearest close encounter with an angry cabin at night, Aria passed right by the training arena before she looped back and simply stared, sighing wearily at the free-for-all. Though to be honest, a brawl like the one brewing right now was a long time overdue in a camp full of angsty, weapon-wielding, superpowered teenagers. Aria had really considered escaping before everything descended into anarchy and violence reigned supreme, but she figured that so long as she was in the vicinity she should, as an upstanding and bystanding citizen, provide damage control. A challenge rang out, and the voice sounded quite familiar. "...Nin? Is that you?" she shouted, approaching guardedly in case some trigger-happy kid decided to attack the concerned civilian entering the premises.

Nin He releases the yelling kid and looks up a smile breaking across his face as he sees possibly his only friend at the camp "Hey Aria what's going on". He keeps an eye on the whole field as he watches her approach and then remembers what was going on "Wait Aria no don't move. This is some kinda set up or brawl and I don't want you getting mixed in". He throws his black linen coat to the side and stands there his arms bared and his stance set extending his staff. "Someone choose a bad night to replace the training dummies".

Nyxil: As more and more of a crisis develops in the arena that had been dead silent when he arrived, he resorts to gritting his teeth. ''I swear to Hades, why do people insist on being idiots every damn time I try and relax around here? Honestly, do I need this right now, I don't think so! ... Know what? No. You're all leaving.'' Though barely registering Nin's words, their intent must have been pretty obvious what with the shadow-tendrils assaulting scythe-kid and the newly drawn weapon. So that's how this is going to work. Nyxil stands for the second time with a sigh and decides wastes no time getting things over with. In one fluent motion he leaps forward for momentum, shadowtraveling a few feet next to Nin in the process, scoops up the discarded jacket without slowing down, throws it at Nin's face, drops into a slide to close the remaining distance -a couple feet- and swings a left-handed suckerpunch at the younger boy's gut. With the speed from his initial jump behind him, the whole chain of motions doesn't take more than a second or two.

Nin He doesn't know what is going on at all as his jacket flies up over his face but it is a thin linen jacket so he barely sees through even with his night vision. He takes a step back and absorb a bit of the punch knowing if that had connected he would've been over with. So he falls to his knees clutching his gut and trying to assess the best way to take all of these guys out. Knowing the kid that was in the stands organized this he stays on the ground and forms a shadow bullet in his right hand.

​Sylvio:​He watches as the boy from the stands comes flying down to strike the strange kid who had assaulted him with his tendrils. His blood really boiling from having been violated he comes charging his scythe creating a small scar in the ground as it drags behind him. He swings at the pair as he flies by them kicking off the ground to cause himself to launch over the pair so his swing comes from a diagonal over head. 'Touch me will you! Pay for your insolence.' ​

James: Walking back from keeping an Apollo kid up that doesn't like staying up late at night and almost become deaf, James decided to go into the arena and go against anyone that is in there. "Wow it is like Sydney on Australia Day" he said as he walked into the arena with his sword out and with a two litre bottle of water

Nin/ Nin vs Sylvio&Nyxil He rolls backwards and lets his bullet go mid-roll aiming for the yelling kids hand knwing if he couldn't see everywhere at once when night he would be screwed. When he gets up from the roll he creates a construct he has been working on called a "SS Bomb". It wraps the opponent up in tendrils for a little while draining a minimal amount of energy Hey catch he says as he throws it at the two dudes that were about to jump him and smiles. Then he looks across the arena and realizes more opponents have shown up This is not my night he mutters and readies his staff.

Nyxil: Nyxil had just registered that his punch connected when the kid who was tied up moments earlier was suddenly darting toward him with scythe in hand. Still low from his slide, he narrowly manages to drop flat on the dusty earth of the arena floor and roll aside, away from what surely would have been certain death. ''Holy shit. Are all Thanatos kids f***ing psychos?'' He quickly spins around to face what was now two aggressors and notices Whistle Jackass, unfortunately unscathed from Sylvio's rush as well, toss some unknown construct where he was standing a fraction of a second earlier. He jumps back to avoid whatever it must be and reaches for the sword hilt at his shoulder, but waits to draw it. If this is some kind of free-for-all, he's not running in like an idiot. ''This is getting out of hand. Can't I just have one night? Seriously?'' And now there were even more random strangers. Doesn't this camp have a damn curfew?

Blake: ''He stand up from the stands. Having been there for awhile watching them fight. He chuckles to himself and thinks about joining this fight. Seeing Nyxil again after a long time brings him some joy and a few mischievous plans. He gets his weapons ready for a good fight. Seeing nyxil being backed up in the corner by his assailant, he uses shadow travel to try and get by nyxil's side as a smile creeps up on his face. Managing to get near nyxil.'' "A few minutes in camp and already i have to save your ass. How do you manage to get in these kind of predicaments." He asks rhetorically.

James: James slowly backed into a corner looking around the small crowd for people he knows. When he sees Nin he opens up his bottle of water and makes it come out extremely powerful at the person he is fighting's torso. "Really your in another fight Nin" James yelled out to Nin

​Sylvio: He took the bullet to his hand spinning with the sudden change to his momentum. As he splayed himself out he suddenly saw a blast of water coming his way and spun his scythe through it to decimate the torrent. Grimacing as he landed he looked at all the opponents before him. His eyes fell on the boy who started it by throwing that strange chakram and his blood boiled. Because of him he had been forced to get near two men. He growled and dropped into his usual stance before charging the boy. 'I'll make him pay for causing this brawl!'

Nin/ Nin vs Blake He sees the scythe kid blasted with water and sees a new kid join with the kid from the stands. He charges the new kid who just shadow traveled in and attacks brutally jumping into the air and flipping trying to bring his staff down on the new guys head. While he flips his whistle flies between his teeth and he blows hard and suddenly a shadow spear is flying towards the kid with the scythe. This is amazing.

Nyxil: Even with just how quickly everything is developing, Nyxil had remained bitterly disinterested. But then Blake was there and he flinched in surprise. Wha- When- Oh for the love of- A smirk spreads thin across his lips. "It's a talent of mine, it really is. I wou-" Mid-sentence Nyxil's instinctive reactions kick in and he pulls his sword off his back still sheathed, sidesteps between Blake and Nin just in time to parry the staff, then jumps back and away from the pair, noticing the psychotic idiot with the scythe rushing toward him for the second time. At this point he's almost amused at how beautifully chaotic everything has become.

Blake: ''Seeing the attack blocked. He takes it as an opportunity. He jumps up to meet nin and aims a weak roundhouse at his head. Thinking this kid wasnt worth his effort.''

Nin He uses throws a hard punch at the kids calf trying to use that as a propelling force but also give him a muscle cramp mid flight. He lands back on the and folds into a roll popping back up into a fighting stance but turning the staff in a baton and wagging a finger at the new kid. "You should give one hundred percent. Because I won't hold back man" he gets ready to charge.

Nyxil: Separated from Whistle Jackass and Blake now, Nyxil stares down Sylvio and waits in a casual stance, still-sheathed sword at the ready, pulls a chakram from his waist for his off-hand. The flickering shadows cast by the training dummies behind him warp and distort unnaturally, pooling at his feet like water. He smirks and tilts his head as Sylvio closes the distance, not reacting at all to the sudden appearance of Nin's spear, merely waiting.

James: Considering the water he brought did nothing, James made the water come rushing back into his bottle and sat down. "You all should get ready for this" he said just before he started an earthquake

Blake: ''He lands, shaking the leg that nin kicked. Smiling eerily he pulls out a long sword, ready to fight until the earthquake started he almost loses balance but reinstates it. He covers his sword with diamond making it stronger. He crouches and charges at nin, mid-crouch. His sword flashing as he reaches nin and swings his sword horizontally. Aiming to cut nin across the torso.''

​Sylvio: He was still charging when the earthquake caused him to lose his balance and stumble. The shadow spear landed in front of him and Sylvio smirked at the idiot shadow hurler. He had given him the perfect opportunity as the shadow construct seemed to be solid enough. He quickly stepped on the spear and hurled himself at the boy from the stands swing with his Scythe mid air aiming for a sweeping arc across the mans shoulders/neck area. 'One fatal swipe. And the beauty of death will be known to this man.'

Nyxil: Nyxil's smirk wavers slightly as the entire arena to shakes. ''How many useless bystanders are there at this point, and one of them actually has the nerve to target the whole cast of whatever-this-is at once? Be a good little spectator and go f*** a cactus.'' He shifts his weight slightly until the earthquake passes, unaffected, locking eyes with the scythe kid as the boy propels himself into the air. ''Momentum. This kid gets it. Still a useless weapon though, Efrain be damned for making me train him with it. Anyway.'' Nyxil stirs to life for the n'th time as the wicked-sharp scythe races toward him. He dodges from a standstill lurching forward and low under and inside the swing, then brings up his sword. Sylvio was clever, he noticed, in jumping the way he did - he had too much momentum now for Nyxil to parry the scythe - but not clever enough. Twisting and standing as the scythe narrowly misses his head, he pushes the flat of his blade against the scythe pole and throws all his weight into flicking it horizontally, propelling Sylvio's scythe faster along its arc in an effort to use his momentum against him and throw the heavy weapon from his grasp, or at the very least force the younger boy off balance before he lands.

Nin He flickers out of existence shadow traveling behind the boy trying to slash at him mentally thanking the girl for pulling him away. His form comes back into existence in the boy's peripheral vision nothing more than a shadow as he says "Everyone was afraid of the dark once. Let me help you....remember that fear". Then he plunges the space around him and the boy into darkness robbing him of sight so he has to rely on sound. While he does Nin blows his whistle sharply and is holding a shadow jagdkommando knife and, he is still behind the boy as he grabs him and presses the knife to his chest. "This knife will kill you and you would bleed out in seconds. You would need a whole team of surgeons stop the cut. So try me. I dare you!" and he drops the shadows hoping his partner can see him.

​Sylvio: He takes the push to his scythes pole and continues with the momentum. He spins with it and and lands on his feet dragging his scythe into the ground to stop his slide enough to launch himself again at the boy. Smirking he feints a swipe from the side but as he swings from behind he stabs his Scythe into the ground and swings up on top of it to launch himself bodily at the boy. Using astral energies he reforms a replica of his scythe swinging again this time aiming for his lower body considering how much lower to the ground he had been on this launch.

Nyxil: Regaining his balance immediately, Nyxil spins to face his opponent again. ''Not bad, kiddo. Eff could learn a thing or tw-'' He takes a sudden half-step back in response to Sylvio's quick feint, startled with the boy's speed, but stops himself and keeps his balance when he recognizes the deception. On some level he still can't quite explain he felt the darkness give way to the the astral scythe. At that point Sylvio's movements - impressive in their own right - made the coming lunge all too easy to predict. The inky pool of shadows collected at Nyxil's feet snaps into the form of a spear embedded into the ground perpendicular to the scythe's swing, just in time to be hooked by the astral construct and stop it before its blade can connect with Nyxil's gut. Simultaneously he sets one foot back, crouches low and swings his sheathed sword downward to try and strike his lunging opponent in the back of the head face-first into the dust.

James: James stopped the earthquake considering he wanted to get amongst the people fighting cause so damage. As he started running towards Nin, he tipped the water out the bottle and took some of the water vapour from in the air and added to his water then he made it float behind his head in a sphere

​Sylvio: He takes the swung sheat to the back of his head but places his hands on the ground as he goes down to force himself to flip over. As he flips he forms an astral sword comporable to his opponents but lacking sheath and swings at the boys neck. 'I've trained for fights like this my whole life. My body is agile. I've learned to use my momentum to my advantage considering my reapers tool. But this man has such great reflexes and strength. He will not go to father easily it would seem.'

Nyxil: Nyxil glares as the slightest wolfish growl escapes his pursed lips. He casts his left hand high throwing the yet unused chakram he had been holding up in the air, raises his sword in the other and clasps his newly freed hand around its sheath at the base of the hilt. One year, eleven months, sixteen days. The arena is illuminated by a flash of lightning as he pulls his sword from its sheath with a swing diagonally downward, parrying Sylvio's astral blade in a literal shower of static sparks as they connect, and following up immediately by stepping forward with his left foot and making another diagonal, underhand slash with the empty sheath in his off hand - this time for Sylvio's neck.

​Sylvio: He is caught off guard and momentarilly blinded by the shower of sparks that their weapons made. And as he notices his opponent step back and swing with the opposite hand, the one bearing the sheat, his mind kicks into overdrive. Shadows were pooling around the boys feet, perfect for shadowporting. Following this line of though he shadow ports to the spot just beyond his opponent give or take a few inches. Close enough for his plan. Knowing the boys enhanced senses he drops down to avoid any back swing and kicks up coating his feet in Astral Energies to create boots of hardened Darkness to make the kick more effective.

Aria: While all the chaos around her was getting even more chaos-y, Aria was getting more and more convinced that someone was gonna die tonight at this rate. Someone had asked her a question earlier, but she hadn't been able to hear what was being said over the tumult in the arena, and after that she'd been all but ignored by the combative lot duking it out there. Enough was enough: monsters took enough casualties already, and kids shouldn't have to die from other kids being dumb and reckless. She planted her feet and shouted with all the force that her contralto training had taught her, "EVERYONE, STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!!!" At the same time, she sent out a wave of intensely increased gravity throughout the arena, aiming to yank everyone down to the ground so they'd stop their squabbling and come to their senses. For good measure she sent up a beam of bright light to stun everyone's dark-acclimated eyes, before stopping and panting heavily.

Blake: ''He yawns. Having been standing in place for a while. Looking down at the knife Nin has pointed at his chest with disinterest. He wills diamond armor under his shirt to cover his skin in case nin decides to drive the knife to it's target instead of waiting for his very unlikely surrender. His eyes are affected by the lightning when he notices the little girl, not getting any better when she decides to increase the gravity. He grits his teeth as another blinding ability of hers attacks his eyes.'' "Well. This got interesting." He says with closed eyes, choosing to rely on other senses for awhile. "You have me at a disadvantage now. I suggest you use it." Aiming his voice at nin, wondering if he even heard him through all the commotion.

Nin Getting hit by the lighting distraction threw Nin off but what really took him for a loop was when Aria increased gravity and blinded him again. He trips the kid he is holding and blows his whistle creating a war hammer hoping it falls on the kid and decommission him for a while. He is still fuzzy so he uses his power to throw on some sunglasses and readjust his eyes as he shadow travels to the stands behind him feeling a bit winded. He catches his breath up there and begins to pool all the shadows at the center of the ring planning to let loose and get everyone. Have fun guys

Nyxil: One year, eleven months, sixteen days. Nyxil's thoughts blur together and he gives in to reflex. At the slightest sensation of his shadows giving way to Sylvio's shadowtravel he arrives at the obvious conclusion. The shadows at his feet shoot up and form a protective barrier behind him from whatever was coming. : Oh you son of a bitch. Barely aware of his own actions, he whirls around on his heels, transitions the barrier into tendrils of darkness around his opponent's outstretched ankle as it connects with his defenses, and continues the dual swings that put him into this mess by throwing the sheath at Sylvio's throat with the momentum from his spin; the enchanted sword passes inches over the younger boy's leg and is cast from Nyxil's hand to embed itself in the dirt, freeing his right hand to catch the chakram he'd thrown earlier. Then the gravity hit. Oh for f***'s sake. Why. Fearing the tugging sensation may be indicative of some form of trickery, Nyxil immediately jumps back several feet, sliding to a stop in a low, cautious stance next to Sylvio's discarded scythe.

Aria: Whoo, using big bursts of power sure felt like a condensed run hitting you all at once sometimes! Aria had had plenty of practice with her abilities, but there were still some feats that mortal bodies just weren't designed for performing easily. Taking a few deep breaths and stretching like she would for a track cooldown (what? it actually helped, at least in her experience), she surveyed the scene around her. Unusually many of the planets were visible tonight, and Mars happened to be especially bright, Aria noted. Bringer of war? Not the best omen in this case. Her damage control efforts had lasted even shorter than she'd been expecting, to her dismay, and the fight appeared to be resuming. Stronger methods would be needed; luckily, she'd just about recovered from her earlier exertion after this contemplation! James had just been trapped in a cage by that kid who had tried to ask her something earlier, and she could probably get at least one of them on her side while the others were preoccupied. "Hey, you and James, I get the feeling that someone's about to die tonight if we let them keep this up!" Aria shouted gravely as she ran towards them. "Will you guys help me stop them before it gets to that?"

James: James kept running until the increase of gravity put him face first onto the ground and his water nearly everywhere on the ground. Just as he got up, he got trapped in a cage and the responded to what just happened "You're going to get tired before I stop messing with the other guys". As he sat down in the shadow cage, he heard Aria yell which would explain a lot of the gravity get messed up. "I would if I had more water and wasn't locked in a cage" he yelled back to Aria giving the girl who trapped him a death stare

Sylvio: Once again thinking quickly as he sees the sheat coming he pulls a barrier over his head the sheath clattering off into the dark. As he is released from the weird shadows he feels himself being dragged down. Cursing he stands against the gravity and as, for the second time that night, he is blinded he jumps backwards. Sliding to a halt he looks by his feet and sees the boys weird sword. Looking aross from himself he sees his own Scythe and grimaces. He wasn't very good with a sword but he wasn't going to be caught empty handed. He pulls the boys sword out of the ground and points it at the boy. Growling in a mixture of rage and confusion at the who mess with the three bystanders he charges the boy. As he gets closer he drops to the ground in a slide. As he nears the boy he kicks down hard with his leading foot to launch himself upward to slash diagonally at the boys torso. Just to be safe he prepares an astral dagger in his hand for any counters the boy could try.

Blake: ''He falls from nin's tripping him, and takes a chance to open his eyes and manages to see a blurry outline of an object heading towards him. In response, he starts exerting his will once again for the diamond armor to cover his entire head as the war hammer smashes down on him. He reaches for the handle and throws the hammer to the side. He smiles, allowing all the armor to crumble away as he opens his eyes and manages to see nin head toward the stands. Laughing, he shouts in nin's general direction.'' "You wasted energy. Although not enough to not give me a good chase." He bounds toward the stands, sword in hand, wanting to take nin down quickly.

James: "Why would I do something like that when you can easily put me back in a cage" James said as he stood up and looked around at the people and studied their moves to figure out what he should do to them

Nyxil: Nyxil wrenches the dimly glowing scythe from the earth and tests its weight curiously. Why so many kids think such a horribly balanced farming instrument is a good choice is beyond him. ''Y'know what, no. Whatever. F*** this thing, f*** the guy who owns it, f*** this entire situatuion, I am getting my damn sword back.'' Audibly groaning in annoyance he sets into motion, spinning and pivoting the massive blade around himself in a complex, unyielding blur with no choice but to shift his weight and duck continuously to avoid impaling himself. One year, eleven months, sixteen days. Nyxil just barely managed to flow the incoherent string of motions into an upward swing in time, but it worked - the scythe parried Sylvio's slash with such force that Nyxil was forced to release his grip or lose an arm, sending it flying. Immediately afterward during of the sudden flash of static he shadowtravels high into the air a few feet behind the younger boy, uses the vertical movements of his swing to lurch into a backflip, catches the falling chakram he'd thrown what felt like minutes ago, and whips it as hard as he can down at his opponent's blade in an effort to force the stolen weapon out of his hands. He lands from the dizzying jump with a roll away from.... whatever... just happened, comes to a kneeling stop and summons a tendril of darkness from his outstretched arm to catch the sword he just spent so much energy to hopefully dislodge from Sylvio's grasp. "Holy mother of Hades, what did I just do," he mutters under his breath. Seriously, god damn.

Aria: The girl who'd trapped James looked oddly familiar, now that Aria thought about it. A fellow officer she'd seen at a Lieutenant meeting, maybe? There were so many cabins, she hadn't learned everyone's names yet. "Awesome, thanks for actually being reasonable unlike almost everyone else here!" she grinned, reaching the cage area at last and avoiding the brawl nearby. "Any plans you have in mind? I was thinking that we should stick together and figure out a way to use all three of our fighting styles and demigod powersets in sync, so that we could overwhelm the combatants and break them up. But there's definitely other ways of handling it, and input from you guys would be great! We've got to hurry before there's blood spilled, though, and getting a few Apollo kids here is also a priority," Aria spoke quickly, mulling over the courses of action.

James: "By the looks of the things most of them have something to do with darkness so anything she does is out of the question" James said pointing the girl that locked him in a cage and while he brought all the water and put it over his body like amour.

Nin His shadows get stolen and he is bummed about that but has a more pressing matter as Blake charges up the stands. Not as much as you think he thinks to himself knowing his shadows were stolen. As Blake runs he goes to meet him blowing his whistle and summoning a solid shadow shield two times bigger than him. With his shield blocking the entire aisle he uses it to slide down the steps fully opening his staff to either run Blake over or pummel him. He chuckles a mad grin coming across his face First this guy, then the Sycthe wielding bastard, and afterwards a nap.

Blake: ''He watches as nin, slides down the aisle. Raising an eyebrow at nin's questionable tactic, he covers himself in bone armor and jumps. Aiming to jump-kick nin.''

Nin He crouches even lower while sliding down the steps towards Blake and grins. Then he grabs the straps of the shield, unfurls his shadow wings, and pulls up. Causing the shield to come up vertical at twelve feet with the words "Suck it" embossed on the front and his wings behind. He flaps once and the wings disappear doubling his speed from before and trying to catch Blake in the air knowing when they both collide this is going to hurt like a B****. He yells as he speeds down the steps parallel with the stone and gets a rush of adrenaline.

Blake: He brings his legs in on contact with Nin's shield to absorb the shock and kicks off like a recoiling spring, trying to slam Nin back-first into the steps full-force. By bouncing like that Blake winds up getting sent flying even more than he would have, narrowly backflipping and landing back on the dirt hard. He shakes his now-sore ankle, gets to his feet and starts to walk back toward the stands.