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LUKE WHINED AS Amara walked over to Clarisse's team. Amara blew him a kiss, walking off.
"You are so whipped." Annabeth told Luke as Amara walked off.
Clarisse nodded at Amara, placing down her spear.
"The first team to retrieve the opposing flag and return it across the river shall be the victor. As always, there will be no maiming and no killing. I trust these rules will be respected. Any magical items you may possess, are permitted as well. Every camper who is not injured has to play. Prisoners may be disarmed, but not be bound or gagged. Let the games begin!" Chiron explained, looking at both teams.
Amara raised her sword as the horn blew. Clarisse nodded at Amara. Amara winked, following her off.
"Distract Castellan. Got it?" Clarisse whispered, wrapping her arm around her.
Amara nodded, following Clarisse. That should be easy. Right?
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AMARA TOOK OFF Her helmet, appearing behing Luke. Chris's eyes widened in shock before he went to search for the flag.
"Hello, Cas." Amara spoke from behind Luke, her sword aimed at him.
Luke tilted his head down, shaking his head "Ames, you're playing a dangerous game here."
"Maybe, but I can still knock you on your ass." Amara circled around Luke, tilting her head.
As much as Luke wanted to argue, Amara wasn't wrong. Luke took off his helmet, tossing it with hers.
"You're on, Dez." Luke lifted up his sword, aiming it at Amara.
Amara hummed, striking Luke which he blocked. Wow.
"Might actually be a fair fight. After all those years?" Amara taunted, blocking Luke's hit.
Luke chuckled, biting his lip "You never play fair, Ames."
Amara winked, swinging at Luke with a grin "That an insult?"
Luke shook his head, smirking at her "I know better."
Luke and Amara kept fighting. After theΒ fighting Amara had Luke pinned to the tree, her sword at his throat.
"Surrender." Amara gritted her teeth, looking into Luke's eyes.
Luke's breath hitched as Amara had him pinned between the tree and her sword. Amara tilted her head, waiting for him to answer.
"I-i surrender." Luke gulped, nervously as he watched Amara slowly remove the sword away.
Amara put her sword back, sticking out her hand "Truce?"
Luke grasped her hand, pulling her closer "Yeah, truce. Ames?"
Amara gasped, looking up at Luke "Yeah?"
What was he doing? Luke let go of Amara's hand, cupping her face. Amara looked into his eyes, panicking on the inside. Luke leaned closer, his nose rubbing against hers.
"I-i can't, Luke. W-we can't..." Amara panicked, watching Luke step closer.
Luke stroked her cheeks, smirking slightly "Yes, we can."
Amara looked down then back up at him "But..."
"I'll protect you, I promise." Luke smiled softly, kissing her softly.
Amara kissed back, softly. Luke wrapped his arms around Amara, pulling her closer. Amara pulled away, touching her lips.
"Whoa.." Amara blushed, looking at him.
Luke went to get his helmet and hers "I'll come by your cabin tonight after the game?"
Amara nodded, taking the helmet "Y-yeah. I'd like that."
Luke winked at her, putting his helmet back on, walking off. Amara heard Clarisse screaming which startled her. Oh, God. Amara ran back to where Clarisse was. Percy was being held up by Clarisse.
"Percy!" Amara yelled, hearing the horns go off.
The blue team won. Clarisse dropped Percy which alarmed Amara. Amara cupped his face, checking him.
"You alright?" Amara questioned, rubbing her thumb over the blood on his cheek.
Percy winced, nodding "I'll be okay, Amara."
Amara ruffled his hair before going to Luke, sticking out her hand "Good game, Castellan."
Luke shook her hand, smirking "You too, Menendez."
Amara smiled softly, standing with Luke. Luke wrapped his arm around Amara, rubbing her arm. Chris looked at his brother then Amara. What did he miss? Amara heard a splash.
What the Hades?
"What is wrong with you?" Percy questioned Annabeth which concerned everyone.
Everyone turned to Percy and Annabeth. Amara watched as Percy's wounds started to heal. No way.
"I don't understand." Percy looked up to Annabeth, confusion in his voice.
Everyone looked up to see the Poseidon symbol over Percy's head. Percy got claimed. Amara placed her sword in the rocks, getting on her knees, and bowing her head.
"Your dad's calling." Annabeth smirked at Percy, looking at the symbol.
"You've been claimed by Poseidon, Earthshaker, Stormbringer. Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon." Chiron spoke up.
Amara stood up, turning to Luke and Chris "Don't be intimidated boys."
Chris and Luke rolled their eyes at her. Amara giggled, looking over to Percy.
"You're a little troublemaker, daughter of Demeter." Luke joked, pulling Amara into him, planting a kiss to her helmet.
Amara giggled, rubbing her arm, looking back to Luke "And you're not, son of Hermes?"
Luke opened his mouth then immediately closed it. She had a point.
The two parted ways before the night.
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AMARA TOOK A Shower, put on her pajamas, waiting for Luke.
Luke walked into her cabin, sitting down on her bunk "Can we talk about the kiss?"
Amara sat next to him, nudging him playfully "Was I bad?"
Luke rubbed the back of his neck, nervously, glancing at Amara "No, no, no. You were perfect. Still are perfect."
Amara hummed, laying down on the bed "You think I'm perfect?"
Luke laid next to her, kissing her cheek "Yeah, I do."
Amara blushed feeling Luke's lips on her cheek. Luke pulled away, wrapping his arm around her.
"I think you're perfect, too, Cas." Amara smiled, tapping his nose.
Luke scrunched his nose, chuckling "I'm anything, but perfect, Ames."
Amara faced Luke, giggling "You're perfect to me, Cas."
Luke smiled faintly, pulling her closer. Amara smiled, resting her head on his chest.
"I don't deserve you, you're too good to me, Dez..." Luke rubbed her back.
Amara closed her eyes, yawning a bit "You deserve me, the world, everything."
Luke kissed her head, closing his eyes "Night, Ames."
"Night, Lukey." Amara smiled softly, starting to drift off to sleep.
βq°⩠ANYA'S OUTRO !
{WE GOT A KISS! I REPEAT WE GOT A KISS!}
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