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Fighting was always so easy for Chris, it was like every punch was just a twitch, barely even a thought of holding back. Even when he was just standing in front of the punching bag he was staring down in the arena now, or trashing some wimp, fighting was just so easy. Except for that one kid, that Sergio guy who completely trashed him. Every time he remembered getting crushed that easy, he hit the bag harder and harder. Wanting nothing more then to beat the son of Zeus to a pulp. The brisk air outside seemed to not phase the new kid here. After a good thirty minutes of this sparring with a punching bag, he stopped and took a seat on the dusty ground. Grabbing some random water bottle, he let the cooling rush of energy flow over him as he doused his head in water. After feeling totally refreshed, he got back up to continue his match with the bag.

"Looks like you've already made yourself welcome. The name's Chris Bethany." Chris raised his eyebrow to this girl, she seemed to try to seduce him with every little move. "So your an aphrodite kid i'm guessing?" The boy said, using the small amount of brain power that he could muster at the moment. This girl automatically seemed like trouble, not that that was a bad thing. He could really use some trouble anyway, things had gotten pretty dull since he had gotten to camp. He could use a small fling just to stir a bit of trouble. Wow, he honestly had never even thought of using a fling just to stir trouble. It was like something was starting to make his thoughts more chaotic and harm driven. His mind slowly began to drift about to random past victories and loses he had recently. His punching started to get spastic on the bag, each punch falling more and more out of rhythm. "Nice a** by the way." He said once he finally zoned in enough just to say something.

"I'm a son of Poseidon actually, so who is." Chris honestly didn't know how to finish his sentence now. His body was starting to twitch and spaz out randomly and his mind was starting to cloud. Of course, the boy wasn't smart enough to connect these dots, he honestly had no idea what was going on anymore. He could barely even form coherent words in his own head. Once h had snapped out of it enough he decided to excuse himself from the current conversation. "I'm not feeling so hot. I'm going to go back to my cabin." The boy said with a slight stupor in his voice. He didn't even bother to gather his things, he totally forgot about them in his new found haste. Shakily getting up from his position on the floor, which he never even realized he had assumed, he began to walk away from the arena slowly. Every movement felt like his mind was pushing against his muscles. It was like trying to walk through a hurricane, Chris felt like he had walked miles and he wasnt even out of the arena yet.

Chris was seriously begging to slip into a much deeper and darker area of his mind with every moment around the girl. Even though it seemed like the constant barrage of maddening thoughts, his mind had slipped too far to quickly snap back to normal. So in a fit of rage and muddled emotions, Chris sent a wave of water into the girl at his side who was trying to help him. The cooling jet flowing from his hand began to snap him back to normality, which only managed to piss the boy off even more. "You did something to me didn't you?" The boy said in a fit of rage, realizing he had been messed with. "Your just some freak who can meddle with a mind! Your no warrior Bethany." Chris was barely holding back his rage when he talked, which made his insult seem 100% better in his head then in practice. After he had calmed down just a little bit more, Chris picked up his things he left in the arena and made his way back to his dorm.

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