Warriors Of Olympus by C.W. Benson (android pdf ebook reader TXT) 📖

i woke up, Zeus and Werthin were standing over me. “ how can that not be a fatal attack?” said Zeus. Werthin looked nervous. “ he didn't die!” He replied. “ you've called it a fatal attack when someone hasn't died before. Said Zeus Werthin looked even more nervous. “ Well...Erm...About That....” said Werthin. Zeus looked angry. “ POSEIDON!” he screamed. Suddenly, Werthin began to change and before i knew it, he was Poseidon. “ i'm sorry. The real Werthin is tied up in the closet.” he said. As a result, poseidon's warrior was disqualified. Now, i was through to the final. In the final i had to face Kaine, the son of Hades. As i walked onto the battlefield, I turned cold. Standing there was my opponent. He was mostly dressed in black and had a bluey-grey skin colour. “ FIGHT!” yelled the real Werthin. I ran up to him with a sword and shield. As i got closer, my sword and shield melted away. Then i tried to use a flamethrower against him. Still the fire died out. “ how do you do that?” i asked. He smirked coldly. “ i'm the god of death. I bring death to anyone or anything that gets in my way.” he said. I frowned. “ that's good to know.” i said.
“ what can't you kill, by the way?” he smiled. “ i have a weakness for sneak attacks. Once they get me, i can't use my powers.” I smiled. “ why did you enter this contest?” i asked him. While he was answering i remembered that the scenery for Remino Square was a forest. I tried to move the vines behind him but they only wobbled. I put my arm out, grabbed the vine with every last bit of my power and sent them to wrap around him. I hid my eyes in case something went wrong. When i opened them i laughed. He was all tangled up in my vines. Werthin came over. “ 3...2...1! ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this year's Annual Olympian Warrior Games is Eric Jason!” he said. Zeus came over to me. “ do you still want to leave?” he asked. I looked at everyone around me. “ i guess i could stick around for a while.” i replied. Everyone cheered. Then i felt something stab the back of my neck. Suddenly, i fainted. When i woke up, i found out that i had lost my power to create any weapons. I cried and hoped that someone would find a cure. But still to this day i haven't got the power back but at least i can say i'm an olympian god. how many sixteen year old boys can say that!
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Publication Date: 12-04-2011

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