Charlie guessed that the Egyptian would follow up with another strike at his head after he hit him in the leg and he used his footwork move his leg back in time to avoid being seriously injure and felt the head of staff cut into his leg. the sting of it was bad, but nothing serious. to he had allowed chosen that course of defense to have a firm defense against the blow aimed at his head. Charlie parried the oncoming blow and in that split second found another opening with his battle hardened demi-titan senses. he jumped up about four feet and kicked out with both of his feet. if it hit then the Egyptian would be powerfully kicked in the face with Charlie's right foot and then in the chest with his left foot. the move would then cause Charlie to fall on the ground since he used both his legs for the kick.

The sudden leap after his strike to Charlie's leg was impressive. Usually somebody would try and let the pain of a charlie horse causing strike die down before trying anything like that, but not this guy. Regardless, it was a bad move on the demititan's part, because all Michael did was simply shoot his staff outwards with both hands palms open so his feet wouldn't injure his fingers. The dual air kick struck against the staff, but one of the legs managed to slip off of the shaft and strike him in the chest. Michael groaned, but as Charlie fell he did an overhead strike with his staff, catching the demititan square in the back with the steely mouth of the crocodile's head. He then swung his staff as if he were swinging a golf clun, aiming the strike towards Charlie's ribs...

Charlie cursed as the Egyptian managed to block his kick to the boy's face with his staff, and when he landed on the ground, he left his back completely exposed. Michael got a good hit on his back and Charlie gave a grunt of pain. normally the child of any other titan would have been open for another attack but not the children of Atlas, they learned from the start of their training to take a lot of pain and had the incredible endurance to back up their great strength. the second he was on the back, Charlie spun his body on the floor to swing out with his sword, blocking the Egyptian's attack that would have hit him in the ribs. he then kicked hard out with his foot and caused Michael to fall onto the floor. Charlie then quickly rose to his feet and jumped at him, bringing his blade blade with him and used his fall as a way of putting power behind overhead slash. if the Egyptian didn't block this attack then Charlie's blade would cut into the boy's chest and there would be blood everywhere.

Adrian moved to block the initial feint, but noticing the change in stance he quickly sung his sword to block the attack. He narrowed his eyes and twisted, holding the block still, aiming a kick at her stomach. The cuts on him sent little twinges of pain through his body, but he just ignored them.

"Oh good gods." Alec said she had backed off when everyone had told her to let the fighting continue. Why don't they ever remember that cannot heal? She asked herself in her head as she sat down and put her arms around her knees

Yog Sothoth said
Charlie cursed as the Egyptian managed to block his kick to the boy's face with his staff, and when he landed on the ground, he left his back completely exposed. Michael got a good hit on his back and Charlie gave a grunt of pain. normally the child of any other titan would have been open for another attack but not the children of Atlas, they learned from the start of their training to take a lot of pain and had the incredible endurance to back up their great strength. the second he was on the back, Charlie spun his body on the floor to swing out with his sword, blocking the Egyptian's attack that would have hit him in the ribs. he then kicked hard out with his foot and caused Michael to fall onto the floor. Charlie then quickly rose to his feet and jumped at him, bringing his blade blade with him and used his fall as a way of putting power behind overhead slash. if the Egyptian didn't block this attack then Charlie's blade would cut into the boy's chest and there would be blood everywhere.

Blunt pain went through Michael's body as his body hit the floor, but when Charlie began coming at him with a powerful downwards slash, he quickly rolled to the left. Now on Charlie's right and still on his back, Michael thrust out with his staff, putting an extra sharp twist in it for extra snap and power right before the end connected with the demititan's temple. Afterwards, Michael brought back the staff and thrust it outwards in the same manner, just this time towards Charlie's wrist. He then rolled backwards away from the demititan and stood up, now in fromt of him, and brandished his weapon to show he was still ready to fight.

"Impressive you've been able to hold out for this long, especially against me, the host of Sobek. Any other human or halfling, any other creature, would have been out and probably dead by now."

The sounds of clanging metal had gotten louder as had the grunts of pain. It seemed as if more people had joined the fight. How were they ever going to complete this quest if none of them could play nice. He had been searching for books on anything that might be related to the quest but came up with nothing. He couldn't even find anything about the "Day of Frost" Morpheus had mentioned. Gods he wished his mother was here. She'd know what to do. Well of course she would. She was the goddess of wisdom. John rubbed his temples, a habit he had inherited from his father. He wasn't going to get anything done in here. At least not right now. Maybe the others would have info. He got up and returned to the battle, crossing his arms and waiting for the fight to end.

Charlie managed to pull his head back in time to only get a light cut to his forehead, but it still hurt pretty bad and it was bleeding a little. despite the pain, he had to keep on guard and saw the Egyptian aim a strike at his wrist. he pulled back his sword and made Michael's staff hit the crossguard of his weapon. he would have used the locking of the Egyptian's weapon to perform a counterattack, but Mihcael rolled away from him, and talked about how impressive his skills in combat were.

"You've never had to go up against a child of Kronos in a sword fight, and the their time powers make their fighting style extremely complex and unpredictable. Your skill is really good, most fighters other than Atlas kids would be tiring from the strain of a physical fight. The first they try to teach us at camp Titan is to not waste time with words and fight smart, powerfully and efficiently" he said with a smile. Charlie was not the most skilled out of the Atlas kids, he had yet to master the flaw in his character which was true for many Atlas kids, that was his anger and rash way of charging in without too much thought for strategy. Now that he had seen the Egyptian was skilled, he was going to fight smarter, and waited for the boy to attack.

Michael chuckled as he constantly changed the position of his hands on his staff, causing the ends to switch from side to side as well. As the host of the military god, Michael had been learning Charlie's manner of combat, something which also went hand in hand with the nature of crocodiles watching their prey daily to learn their habits and routines.

"Kronos huh? Wasn't he atomized years ago by those other halfbloods? Or did he just have children when he was here on earth?"

He waited for Charlie to make a move. Michael knew what he was doing, and that was simply waiting for him to attack to preform a counterattack. Unless Charlie attacked, he wouldn't do anything but hold his ground.

IC: Tabitha screamed.

The girl who wasn't afraid of dying, wasn't afraid of anything, screamed. She dropped her food and pushed herself as far away from their driver as she could, covering her ears and closing her eyes against the absolute wave of dread she felt with the lifting of the curse.

"No. Nonono. No. Don't understand, doesn't understand. No idea what's happening-"

***

"Tabby, wake up!" her foster father yelled, shocking the five year old out of dreamless sleep. "Something horrible's happened- Oh gods. Get down here!"

Tabitha got out of bed quickly and put on a pair of flip flops, running as fast as her small body could take her, down to the front door, where she saw flames- A wrecked car, and a huge minotaur. Her mom was currently locked in battle with it, her dad joining her, but whoever was in that car…

She stumbled into the front yard, running toward the wrecked vehicle, ignoring the flames licking around her, pulled the driver's side door open, yanked the man there out, dragged him across the pavement as fast as her adrenaline enhanced strength could do.

"Hey!" He yelled, the shock of it causing Tabitha to drop his arms. He struggled to his feet. "Thanks… You did me a real service. What's your name?"

Tabitha was about to answer, but another man stepped from behind the flames, black haired, blue eyed, incredibly handsome, and put his hand on the crash victim's shoulder. "Tristan David Mackleroy, it's time to go. Be at peace."

Tristan looked toward him, and after a few seconds both of them looked at Tabitha. The newest arrival winked, and before she could ask what what was going on she heard a massive crash. She turned to see what it was, and even though she turned immediately back, the pair was already gone. The only thing there besides the burning wreckage was a sole, black feather drifting downward, far bigger and cleaner than any raven's feather she'd seen. The five year old caught it, wincing as it hit her burned hands, then gasping as it disappeared into sparks and made a beeline straight for her mouth and nose, flowing down into her chest and settling like an icy weight that gradually warmed.

"Tristan David Mackleroy, age 36, dies in car crash," the newspaper read.

***

Tabitha bit her lower lip and gradually opened her eyes.

OOC: Alexandra soon.

"Kronos is the king of the titans and was once the ruler of the heavens and the earth, he has incredible power even when he is reduced to particles. he has been having kids both before, during and after his return to power years ago. even in his weakened state he can use magic to have children" Charlie said to the Egyptian. he saw the boy change grips on his staff and Charlie guessed that this was a way to try and confuse him. but now he was ready to use his demi-titan senses to their full level and see and anticipate his opponent's moves. he saw that the Egyptian was not going to attack and was waiting for him to make the first move. Charlie made sure to keep up a strong defense while went on a powerful offense. he aimed a quick slash at Michael's shoulder, he then pulled back and redirected his attack at the Egyptian's legs to fool him into using a high guard instead of a low one.

"That's one weird way to have kids, but hey, at least it's not as weird as some of the other ways gods have children."

Michael shrugged and then braced himself for Charlie's new wave of attacks. He sensed a change in the demititan's concentration, it was heightened on a superior level. Michael recognized such a thing as an opponent's way to have a better chance of anticipating his moves. He smiled. Now this was becoming interesting! He focused himself as well, not about to let Charlie have the upperhand in any way, and his combatand sensory aabilities rose to match his foe's.

"Bring it!"

The demititan's fake managed to work and Michael blocked high with his staff by moving its top to the side. The low attack however, failed as Michael quickly jumped upwards and brought his knees closer to his chest, avoiding it. He came back down with a crushing side elbow strike, striking him right in the middle of the eyes. Pushing himself off, Michael delivered two powerful strikes with the crocodilian head; one to the solar plexus, and the other to the same place he struck before with his elbow.

Alec pulled a flute book from her bag and put together her flute and started to play it.

John had heard many screams. Screams of amusement, screams of anger, screams of joy. But never anything like the scream that one of the demigods had uttered. It was a scream of terror. Like something horrible had just happened to her. He looked over towards her and was about to rush to see what was going on when he was interrupted by a sword and staff colliding in front of his face. Shit that had been close. He moved around the fight, over to the table where Myra, Abbadon, and the girl sat. She was evidently having some sort of panic attack. "What's wrong with her?" John asked, a worried expression on his face.

Charlie gave a loud grunt of pain as he was elbowed in the face and felt his nose possibly break. he raised his arm to shield his face from any further attack and he manage to keep the Egyptian's staff from hitting him on the same part of his face. but instead of getting hit in the face again, his forearm got cut by the staff. Charlie then was struck in the Solar Plexus, and he quickly stepped back away from Michael. he was bleeding from both his nose and forearm, he wasn't giving up and he needed to retaliate with great power. he rushed in quickly and displaced the Egyptian's staff with a swing of his sword. he didn't stop his movement and headbutted the boy right in the face. he then used his free right hand and punched Michael right in the gut.

"AH!"

Both of Charlie's attacks had connected, causing blood to trickle down Michael's nose and pain to begin rising within his stomach. Michael, like Charlie, didn't stop, but instead retaliated with an upwards angle to his jaw. It was an easy strike to land given their close proximity, and after the blow connected, Michael turned his body and elbow sharply to move Charlie around and push away from him. He was now behind him, but currently had no weapon to attack him with....

Alec put down her flute. She had been hoping that her powers would have them be considered her enemies so she could control them into separate rooms that she could lock and let them calm down. She huffed and put the flute away

IC: Tabitha uncovered her ears and turned her head to Myra.

"Why? Why did you release him?"

"Hmm? I did it for the man to have a sense of taste. It was the least I could do seeing as he has to put up with us." Myra said with a shrug and a curious smile as she observed Tabitha's body language.

Alec looked over at Tabitha and Myra. Curiosity was evident in her eyes