The Olympian Games 2: Face your Fears

The Olympian Games 2: Face Your Fears

Joseph Mierek

I was already awake, showered and dressed before my alarm went off. I took a few minutes to pratice in the training area perfecting new techniques and powers I was developing. I ordered and masive stack of pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast from room service (sons of Zeus are known for our big apietties). I was currently reading up on some magic artifacts I wanted to know more about when my father appaered on my flat screen.

"Joseph." He spoke causing me to jump.

"Dad?" I asked. "What's up?" Not my most formal response but Zeus didn't seem to notice.

"I'm about to announce the start of the games but I wanted to personaly wish you luck." He said. Before I could respond Zeus turned like he was facing a camera. "Heroes! Champions! Today will be your challenge! Report to the throne room in one hour to receive your quest. That is all." He then turned back to me and winked before the TV switched off.

Angel scurried down fron her post and snagged on sausage link while I walked to my closet and grabbed my Nemean Amor. The amor was desigined after the Nemean Lion's pelt, the most powerful and durable fabric ever created. I put on the turtle neck like shirt and leggings then threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed my silver throwing knives and strapped them to my belt.

"Coming with me?" I asked Angel who was currently licking her paws. She glanced at me, strecthed, curled up in a ball, and fell asleep. I shook my head and stroked her head lightly. "I'll see you in a few hours." I then hurried out the door and flew into the throne room where majority of the competitors had assembled.

I spotted Nolan Swift, an old friend of mine. I touched down and ran over to meet him.

"Nolan!" I called. He looked up and waved to me. "Man I haven't seen you since summer! How've you been?"

We chatted for awhile until a bright light filled the room and the gods appeared on their thrones. My father rose from his throne and adressed us. "Heroes! Welcome to your first Challenge!" We all cheered and shouted until he raised his hand for silence. "Today your challenge will be to find a certain item that one of us has left in a maze for you to locate. When your name is called please select a scroll with the item you are to locate."

A list appeared in my father's hand and he began calling out names. Nolan and I stood together in the back of the throne room watching the other competitors walk to the table, recieve their scroll and dissappear in a flash of light.

"Was it like this last time?" I asked as another competitor dissapeared in a flash.

"Hmm, not exactly." He said scratching his chin. "Last time the gods personaly gave us missions. I think this way it's more impartcial and randomized, the gods can't show any favoritisim.

 WIP