Wrestling training

Malcolm entered the wrestling grounds dressed in the traditional wrestling outfit consisting of some white shorts....and not much else much to the slim boy's chagrin.

The son of Athena took place in the sandy circle in the middle of the field and gulped.

Malcolm never liked wrestling or any other event that required only psychical strength, something he lacked. Malcolm's build just wasn't very suited for this and with his skinny frame being very visible in this limited outfit didn't help him feel more at ease.

Malcolm could only hope he got a decent opponent which meant NO child of Ares! The children of the two war god's never were on good terms and Malcolm wasn't an exception. Fighting, just fighting with no thought involved was bad enough as it was but those brutes would be having a field day if they could entered the field against Malcolm who they had no love for and who wasn't good at these kinds of things.

This was most likely going to suck!

Hunter skipped joyfully into the wrestling ring, whistling in a carefree manner as his black Nikes chuffed the sandy exterior beneath him. He was sure it got on them but he could always clean them later. He didn't like wrestling but he was bored and everything else seemed boring to him and remarkably the wrestling ring wasn't too much of a bore he supposed. After all there was always a first time for something.

His matching dark basketball shorts swished against his skin and he almost regretted wearing a shirt at all. It was hot. He skipped around, looking around the ring for an opponent. He wasn't exactly confident in his muscle since he barely had any but he was fast and balanced which he thought were handy tools.

The son of Hermes glanced towards a fairly scrawny boy with blonde hair standing in the middle of the field and he grinned a bit before skipping and making his way over to him. He was behind him so when he was close enough, he clasped a hand on the boy's shoulder waiting for him to turn around.

"Looking for an opponent?" Hunter asked somewhat rhetorically. Obviously the boy was since he was just standing in the middle looking uncomfortable. He stuck out his hand before the boy could respond, "I'm Hunter."

''Oh...your from the Hermes cabin aren't you?'' Malcolm shook his hand ''My name is Malcolm Wakefield and yeah, i'm looking for an opponent....unfortunately''

Malcolm examined the boy. Like himself the boy certainly wasn't big in the muscle department so this would be the best opponent he could hope for in this stupid ring. Whatever he would win or lose it at least wouldn't be a complete embarrassment.
''You could be my opponent, but i guess you came to me to ask exactly that, yes that seems like a good idea to be but i have to warn you, i'm really bad at this'' Malcolm smiled nervously.

"How'd you know?" Hunter inquired with a confused tilt of his head. He retracted his hand and swung both of them back and forth like a kid, "Do I look like I'm about to jump you or anything Malcom? You don't even have anything of value on you right now so you don't have to worry." He stated in reassurance. He wasn't even one for stealing things in spite of his god parent (though there were some exceptions), he preferred cracking codes and cyphers to get even bigger fish.

He stretched his arms, cracking his neck and his knuckles. Oh right this wasn't a fist fight. Hunter listened as the boy talked and couldn't help but guess that this boy was from the Athena cabin. Maybe it was the way he talked or the blonde hair and grey eyes that gave him away. He mentally shrugged at the thought.
"Why'd you decide to come wrestle? You don't sound like a big fan of it, not that I am either, just curious." He said as he flashed Malcom a grin in return.

''I didn't decide anything, i'm here because Chiron made me not because i wanted to'' Malcolm said. Getting his ass kicked in public wasn't his idea for a good time ''I got some bad experiences with it and i much prefer my brains over my brawns''

Malcolm got into a wrestling stance ''Well, suppose we should get this over with right?''

"Brains over brawns? Huh, I was right. You are an Athena's kid." Hunter nodded in triumph as he crossed his arms in satisfaction. He copied the stance Malcom took, making sure to balance his weight cleverly and dig his heels in his shoes to make a firm unmovable position. He had to be a rock, a big heavy rock. Well he didn't really know how wrestling worked but he guessed all you had to do was knock the opponent off his feet.

"Ready Freddy." Hunter joked as he placed his weight in the foot behind him.

''No...not at all'' Malcolm mumbled. He to balanced his weight carefully being seeing as he barely had any he wasn't sure what good that would do.

''So the first one who has the other pinned down wins?'' Malcolm suggested. He took a deep breath. It was make or break time.

Malcolm made the first move, charging forwards and wrapping his arms around Hunter in an attempt to force the boy to the ground. Perhaps, just perhaps he would win if he made the first move.

"Yup," He said popping the p. He was a bit surprised when Malcom made the first move and tried to run him down, he even let out a non masculine yelp in surprise which turned into a laugh. Hunter stood his ground, digging his heels even further into the ground to anchor himself.

"This feels like a very aggressive hug." He commented as he leaned forwards, still balancing himself and trying to push the son of Athena back.

''Y-your a j-joker i see'' Malcolm noted as he tried to force Hunter to the ground. The son of Athena started panting, the longer this went on the more he tired himself out and Malcolm wasn't making much progress yet.

Perhaps it was time for something else. Malcolm glanced at Hunters standing. If he were to let go, jump backward's and bait Hunter into charging forward his opponent might just lose that balance.

"And you stutter a lot." Hunter stated with a quirk of his lip. He hoped he didn't sound rude. He just stated the obvious. He noted how the other boy already seemed to begin to tire, his breaths becoming labored.

"You okay?" He asked as moved his head to peer at Malcom's.

''I...am, like y-you said i'm just getting tired'' That was also the reason for Malcom's stutter.

''But now, time to bring things to their end'' Malcolm suddenly let go before grabbing both of hunter's hand equally sudden and giving a hard pull on them while placing his foot in front of Hunter's.

"Okie dokes." Hunter said in reply with a carefree smile. He was admittedly off guard when Malcom suddenly pulled away and yanked him forward. The sneaky kid was trying to trip him, wasn't he? But he was determined not to go onto the ground. At least he wouldn't go down alone.

"Oh no you don't." He declared as he caught the son of Athena's arm and hauled him to the ground with him.

''Dam! no!'' Malcolm yelped as he got pulled to the ground. He had hoped to dive on the downed Hunter immediately but so much for that.

Both boys were on the ground, now it was just a matter who could keep the other down.

Malcom attempted to grab Hunter again and hold him down.

As Hunter felt Malcom grab onto him to hold him down, the son of Hermes let out a loud laugh and did the same. They were both the same height so it seemed but Hunter was obviously more heavier and used his weight to bring the other boy down to try and keep him there.

If wrestling was always like this, it was fun.