The Study of War

I blushed and looked down at my trembling hands, kibda scarwd of her."Yeah... But in a good way though! Like, as a compliment? You know what I mean! I didn't want to insult you, I swear!"

She sighed and shook her head. "Yeah whatever you creep." She grumbled and headed toward the bookcase, looking though the books for a good book to readx

I stood up and followed her quickly. "Hilda, I'm sorry. I really fidn't mean it in a bad way, I was just comparing! Please come back, I promise I'll never do it again!"I whispered as I followed her around.

Hilda rolled her eyes. "It's okay, chico. I'm just messing with you." She said, not looking at him as she looked at the book titles. "I don't have a good sense of humor."

"Oh.... Well, uh.... You were really just messing with me?"I asked in surprise. She was goooood. But I had to find a way to make her pay for this. But not spiders. I wasn't that cruel. Or was I?

"Si." Hilda answered and looked over her shoulder at her. "I guess I'm a pretty good actor too."

"Yeah...."I mumbled and pouted. "And you're also mean"I accussed her, much like a 5 year old child would to to someone who took his stuffed animal. I was childish, sue me. She had started it

"Antipática? Mi, no." She shook her head and turned her body so that she was fully facing him. "I am not mean. You're just childish! Simple minded even!" She added though she realized that was a bit harsh.

I gaspedand glared at her."Don't you dare. It's not my fault you look frightening as hell when you're like that! You shouldn't have started it! So what, I compared you with a dog, people do worse stuff than that all the time!"I yelled at her angrily

She growled and slammed him against a bookcase, putting her forearm to his neck. "Don't shout at me." She hissed, glaring at him with her gray eyes. "Ever."

I grabbed her free hand and twisted her wrist to the point of breaking"Don't tempt me, little girl. I'll gadly do it. Let me go"I ordered her, my anger obvious in my flaming brown eyes

She growled and slammed the back of her head into the front of his, hoping to loosen his grib so that she could destroy him. "You've done must up now, chico!" Hilda shouted.

I felt instantly dizzy but I would never go down without a fight. I used my other hand to grasp her shoulder, pulling her arm behind her back so that now I could break it too with just a twitch of my arm. Or at least dislocate it, whhich was painful enough too. I felt something wet on my top lip and as I licked over it realised it was blood, probably my own. My nose must have opened. I growled and gave an extra tug at the girl's arm

Hilda winced more, almost shouting at in pain. "Let go of me. Now." She growled and began to search for her small ring that in cased her spear. She knew that she could beat this dude if given the chance to.

I grinned evily and tugged again."Give me a good reason to. Otherwise, I could just pull, right?"I laughed and turned us around so that I had her pressed against the bookself. "Just one good reason"

Hilda fought back a whimper of pain and closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing. "If you let go of my arm, I wont impale you with my spearhead!" She spat and opened her eyes again. This daughter of Athena wasn't the type of demigod to surrender just because she was put in a bad situation.

I growled and gave a violent twist to her wrist."How about I cut off that pretty hand of yours, huh? Let's see you trying to impale me then"I hissed at her

She let out a sqeak, her knees buckling, biting down on her lip. "Let go of me! Now!" She growled, leaning on the bookcase for support.

"Hm.... Nope"I smirked and winked at her."Oh, but you should bw complimented, girl. It's rare for one to receive so much attention, be grateful"I snapped and kicked her legs out from under her so that she would fall."You see though, I'm a very attentive person. It would be innapropriate to treat you any differently"

The daughter of Athena fell to the ground, almost hitting her head on or of the bookshelves. She slowly got up and grabbed her arm in which Marcus grabbed. "You. Me. The arena. Now." Hilda narrowed her eyes at him. "I will not be humiliated by a child of a lesser god!" Hilda spat on his shoes, ready for anything he could throw at her.

I growled and punched her in the face. "Don't you dare! My dad's as good as any other god! That's the problem with you "major" demigods, you're too far absorbed in your own little self that you think anyone else than your own group is not worthy. Well, guess again!"I roared and punched her in the gut, simutaniously pulling the arm I was holdinh back by her broken wrist.

She stumbled back when he punched her in the face and in the gut.. "That's it. You're dead." She hissed and backed away slowly. Now she had to get her wrist fixed. "You haven't seen anything yet, Marcus she growled and started to run toward the infirmary

I laughed and shook my head, picking out a comic I hadn't read and heading off to my cabin