Mors is everywhere... (open)

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Edimburg, London, Dublin, Berlin, Madrid, Paris, The Vatican, Rome... there were a lot of cities, important and beautiful ones. sometime in the human history each of them had been jewells and in many ways they still were. People in all of those places walked up and down, they laughed and cried, loved and hated, lived and died. People in those places didn't know what happened for real around them, all of them were like kids playing in the street without knowing that in the backstreet there were assasins, dealers, demons and angels.

"They are blessed in many ways, Gods were benevolent to them by creating the mist around them.

That was the thought of a young girl who was walking down the streets of old Rome. A hellhound had taken her there from the Camp, later he would come back to pick her up and take her back to the Camp. She looked around and could see the ancient and magnificent buildings of the ancient Rome, those that told the story of her people, the story of the legions that fought in the name of the roman gods, her story in many ways. But then she also saw the next generation of buildings, those built to the other God, the one of the Catholics. Amazing churches and cathedrals sharing the city with the temples of the now forgotten romans gods. Forgotten to the common people, those blessed mortals, but not by the people that lived in California in a place called Camp Jupiter, those who were children to those ancient gods.

She kept walking and faced the old roman forum, the Forum Romani. She breathed deeply and rubbed her hands one against the other. There she felt the ring in her hand. She looked down at her hands and breathed deeply when she put special attention to the ring on her right hand. It was a beautiful piece of silver, it represented her grandfather, Mors. A skeleton with Wings, the Angel of Death. But it was also represented in a kind of cute way, something that a girl like her would wear. It wasn't just a ring, but also a scythe gift of Mors.

The ring was a heavy burden on her hand, considering why Mors gave it to her. It was an amazing weapon capable to kill not only the life of mythical creatures but also demigods and mortals. It was the copy of Mors' scythe and he gave it to her, to fullfill his plans, she would have to kill as many as he asked her to and she had no choice. She didn't want to do it, she hated herself for it! but if she wanted to keep her beloved ones alive and safe from Mors' wrath, then she would obey his orders no matter which they were.

She sighed and closed her eyes, then opened then and looked at the forum again, then took Via Fori Imperialli and walked down it, she needed to get to the Colliseum, the real one. She needed to find there somthing for Mors, then he would send her up to what Romans called Germania. But that would be on other moment. She only had an hour or two to get what she needed from that place, then the Hellhound would come back and take her to the Camp. Mors would talk to her again, in dreams that night and she wouldn't like to tell him that she couldn't get what he asked for.

"Paian..." She thought and bit her lower lips as she walked down the via, she didn't know the looks of that thing, but Mors said it was something he needed. "Paian, the healing..." She walked for another 20 minutes and got to the Colliseum. It was 3 in the morning in rome, no one in the streets, just a couple of guards in the Colliseum, but nothing that she couldn't handle. right?...

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RING // SCYTHE

**This thread is the beginning of Lilith's evil plot. Anyone is welcome to it. Anyone who can find out that she's doing weird and suspecious things. XD **

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What was wrong with Felicity lately? All she wanted to do was tear someone apart. Evil thoughts were always in her head. She hated this. What was she becoming? Was it because the one year anniversary of what happened last summer was coming up? Could it be because of all the relationship problem she had has that was stressing her out? Or was she just becoming more and more a fan of death and destruction and not giving a care about the living. She wanted to talk to Remus about this, she wanted him to hold her and tell her everything was going to be alright. Yet, she didn't even have the nerve to tell Remus about her blood lust. "It's just stress. Please let it be stress." Felicity told herself in her head, yet she didn't believe it.

When she had ran into the shadow she had no intention of going anywhere exactly. She kept running and she felt her energy being drained more and more as time went on. Suddenly she thought of Rome. She ran out of a shadow near the coliseum. What time was it? Why was she in the real Rome? She meant to go back to New Rome. Felicity sighed as she looked at the sky. It was obviously the middle of the night, the darkness of the sky told her that much. She walked along the outside of the coliseum. She passed by a few guards that watched her nervously. She didn't care, heck with the way she was at the moment if one of them had yelled at her in their think Italian she probably would have hit them. She was still dressed in her camp attire, blood stains on her shirt from her recent confrontation, and her sword still sheathed at her side. No wonder she was being glanced at the way she was.

Felicity rolled her eyes and started to walk past the coliseum. Maybe a gelotto store was open. She doubted it. Though, perhaps she could find some Italian guy to comfort her in her rage. Then again, if Remus was to ever find out about that he would probably detest her. Why was she thinking theses thoughts? She was suppose to be the optimistic, cheerful, daughter of Pluto. Yet lately she had been anything but. As she was walking away from the Coliseum she felt her body collide with another. She looked up stunned, ready to grab her sword if she had to. Natural instinct cutting in. It was her own fault for not being aware. However, once the adrenaline died down she was able to see the person clearly. It was just a teenage girl. Wait, she looked awfully familiar. Felicity caught her breath. "Lilith?" Felicity asked, still unsure. Though that didn't make any sense, Lilith didn't have any abilities to get her out of camp and she shouldn't be out of camp. What was she doing her?

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The Colliseum was a magnificent place, even after so many years, it still stands proudly in his City. It was a proud and ancient deweller of Rome. If each of its rocks could talk, how many things could they tell to the one who would be blessed with their stories? It could talk about the real rome, the ancient one, it could talk about Cesars, gladiators, legions, gods... but regretably it couldn't talk. Maybe inside one could find a ghost of one of the million gladiators that had died there in the past, but it would only talk about slavery and pain.

"Magnificent, but you can't talk and I doubt that a common ghost may know about it either..."

Lilith thought as she looked at the huge construction, trying to imagine the best way to get into that place without being seen by any guards. The last thing she needed in that moment was to have her face on front page of the main newspapers in Rome and at least Europe cities' newspapers. She wasn't as gifted as a Pluto kid or a Mercury kid, for sure if they caught her... and lets remark it, IF they caught her, she wouldn't be able to get out of there, and she was sure no one back in camp would help her to get back. Creatures would eventually find her and after some time they would kill her.

"would that be so bad?..."

She tilted her head looking at the Colliseum and sighed. if that happened, maybe even Mors would be the one killing her and she wouldn't have to bring such dirt to her parents' name, she wouldn't have to hurt those who she loved and that had trusted her by a miracle of the gods! she only hoped that the gods found about her, found about the evil nightmares and found about Mors' intentions. If that happened, then they would be able to stop her and nothing bad would happen to the people in the Camp.

She sighed and was about to walk when someone ran into her. She clenched her right fist and the scythe showed up in her hand. She stepped back and moved her right hand backwards as her left hand grabbed the lower part of the scythe, she was ready to kill anything that had detected out there, when she looked directly to what had ran into her, she heard the voice of someone she knew very well. "Felicity?... what... what are you doing here?" she asked and her eyes were filled with fear and embarrassment.

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Once the scythe appeared Felicity jumped back, still with a stunned look on her face. Where did the scythe come from? True, it was normal for some demigods to have a magical item but Felicity didn't know that Lilith had one, then again, the question never came up either. Felicity looked at her friends face, a killing intent was clearly etched into her face, it was scary. Though, even if it was late at night this was still a busy city. If Lilith was going to try to kill anyone who bumped into her that could be a problem. Unless she was jumpy for a reason. Felicity was trying to put two and two together to figure out how this situation came to be, but it wasn't making any sense to her. There was too many holes that she had no idea of what could fill them.

Once Felicity could tell that Lilith processed who it was Felicity was able to relieve a sigh. Good to know that Felicity wasn't going to be swiped into multiple little pieces that night. Then the question. Shouldn't Felicity be the asking Lilith that question. Felicity was a centurion, plus she wasn't the arming a weapon at someone, which Felicity needed to have Lilith put away before the guards walked past this side of the coliseum again.

"I am taking a breather from camp. Just went a bit farther then planned." Felicity said. It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the whole truth either, though Felicity really didn't need to be getting into that now anyways. Anyways. What does it matter if I am here. What are you doing here, with a weapon still pointed at me I might add. If you don't tell me in five seconds I'll scream and alert the guards which would then take you into custody and they would have to inform the camp that you were out of bounds tonight." Felicity rambled as she scooted away from the scythe, she got anxious and nervous when a weapon was aimed at her, hence the longevity of what she said. Her hand continued to rest upon the hilt of her sword which remained sheathed at her side. It was just a precaution but if Lilith remained in the offensive and continued to be mysterious Felicity might have to take some action to stop here. Of course that all depended on what Lilith was up to. Felicity could either help or hurt her. She really didn't want to end up hurting her friend, heck, Lilith was one of the few people who actually understood Felicity since their powers were similar. Though due to Felicitys fathers prestige she was a lot stronger then Lilith. Still, Lilith was one friend Felicity did not want to lose.

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Lilith would never hurt Felicity, she was her best friend and also the only one she had ever really trusted in camp, besides Lares. So when she saw her right in front of her she didn't know what to do for a second, but then she talked, she kind of threatened her to yell, to bring the guards there, was she talking for real? would she want some death guards? She tilted her head still feeling the adrenaline running her body, she got straight again and with a click of her thumb the scythe got back to be the beautiful ring in her hand.

"yelling? do you think would the smartest thing to do, when someone that has a scythe is pointing at you?" she would had never hurt her, but well, it wasn't the perfect reaction, right? not if she would realy have been a crazy killer. then she looked around and didn't listened to the guards so she sighed and continued. "then... calling the guards..." shrugs. "you would only have ended up having corpses by your feet." she smiled in a weird way and walked closer to the amazing building. Then he looked around and then back at Felicity.

changing her cold way of talking and looking at her, she smiled at her and then spoke again. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have talked to you like that..." she breathed deeply and then bit her lower lip. She looked at the gate of the colliseum, and checked if it would be easy to open it, maybe she would have to climb the wall. "What did they do to you at camp?" she asked and looked back at Felicity for some secnds, then back to the gate. She seemed to be really worried about something.

She looked at her watch and realized she had lost 20 minutes already, she had not time to do what Mors had told her to do in her dream, he wanted her to take something from the ground of that place, from the part where more gladiatores died in the past, it needed to be the place where all of them lost their souls and even almost their hopes and dreams too. She remembered Felicity was there and she hadn't told her why she was in Rome. Well... as less as she knew, the safer she would be! "shadow traveling? till here? Must be tired..."

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After the scythe retracted back into a ring Felicity stood taller. Then she gave Lilith a determined look. "Snap out of it McKinnon. You know full well that if you had attacked me I would have been able to stop it. Then I would fight with the guards. You might fight good, but not that good Lilith." Felicity said in determined voice. What was wrong with Lilith? What happened to the girl who had hung out with Felicity in the barracks that one morning? This was getting a bit worrisome. When Lilith turned back towards the coliseum Felicity couldn't help but take a step closer to her friend.

Felicity knit her eyebrows together. Now Lilith was calmly speaking? What did she miss? "Yeah, you really shouldn't have. Lilith, you are bit worrying right now." Felicity said truthfully. She studied Lilith before answering. She seemed worried about something. "Nothing. Whats wrong with you. Lilith, you're my friend. I can help you. You can trust me. Just, let me help you. Please." Felicity pleaded. Even if whatever Lilith was doing was morally wrong Felicity wanted to help. She would even take the blame if they were caught, she didn't want her friend, who had already lost so much in her life, to have to lose anymore.

Felicity was a little tired but not by much. She had too much adrenaline pumping in her keeping her wide awake. "Not in the slightest." Felicity walked closer to her friend and grabbed her arm. "Lilith McKinnon. Tell me what you are doing here. I can help you. Just, I need to know what you are doing. You are worrying me." Felicity said as she studied Liliths face. She had a foreboding sense in the pit of her stomach but ignored it. Right now her friend seemed to be in a hurry for something and whatever it was was worrying her.

Lilith was there for Felicity when she had screamed in the middle of the night. Lilith was also the only one that knew about her shoebox full of pictures, Felicitys greatest dream. Speaking of which, she was in one of the cities that had a photo in the box. Yet, right now Felicity couldn't enjoy herself. She wanted to help this granddaughter of Mors. To Felicity, Lilith was the closest thing to a relative. They had similar powers and understood each other. Plus, Felicity had taken the time to secretly check up on Lilith upon hearing that both her parents had died. She wanted to make sure nothing was hurting or bothering her again. Why couldn't Felicity read more into people, then she might have been able to figure out beforehand that Lilith had gone to Rome. Felicity wanted to help Lilith and make all her troubles go away.

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Felicity was probably right, she was stronger than Lilith was, she had been training a lot and maybe she would have been able to block her attack. But Lilith had been training really hard the past two years, in secret, so no one would know about her crazy moment, about the training with the scythe, about her almost 100% accurate shoots in the archery field. She didn't want the campers to know that she wasn't the poor little Lilith anymore, she wanted them to think she was weak, that she was pensive and even nervous. Then they wouldn't believe that she could be working for a god to betray camp and the people in it.

For that she even acted childlishly around, throwing tantrums and failing in most of the training sessions that her centurion gave the fifth cohort. well the few he planned for them. She even saw how the guy that she had loved maybe since she was a pre teen, Alistair, just fell for another camper. He needed a stronger woman, so he decided to stay with Cassie. For Lilith it was ok, he needed to be with someone he could trust in, not a traitor.

She managed to keep almost everyone away from her, almost was an essencial word there. Lance was a cute kid that cared for her, no matter what she did. Felicity was other one... she really tend to act like an older sister, protecting her and trying to make her life easier. that was in that moment a burden in her soul, she was betraying the ones that took care of her and maybe even loved her.

She looked at Felicity and then back at the gates and after a slight sigh, She replied. "you wouldn't have to fight the guards, they would hve been dead..." She then looked back at Feicity and smiled widely, pain and sorrow in her smile. "Felicity... please... don't ask what you don't want to know..." She frowned listening to some steps, maybe the guards had heard them, then she looked back at her friend and maybe her only mortal family.

"look, I know shadow traveling is tiring for you, so please, just go to a hotel or hostal, I'll look for you later..." she didn't want to kill the guards in front of Felicity. Lilith seemed to be imatient, and her face reflected even more pain and worriment than the morning she found Felicity with the box of dreams.

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Felicity kept her eye on Lilith. She saw her examine the coliseum. What did she need to go in there? What was the purpose that Lilith was here? Also, it might have been a coincidence that Felicity ended up in the real Rome, but it might have also been a good thing. Felicity knew she had to help Lilith with whatever was going on. Whatever was going on was troubling Lilith, that much was obvious. What could it be? Felicity could only decipher that it had to do with the coliseum and it was making Lilith nervous. Though, if Lilith was getting nervous about it why was she trying to go through with it? So many questions swam around the daughter of Plutos head.

"I didn't say I would fight the guards. I would protect them from some blood lusting Roman who might be attacking them." Felicity said with a bite in her voice. She didn't want Lilith to be carrying the burden of grief that hung around someone after they killed a person. True, being in a war you had to kill someone. Anyone who had been at camp for at least two years knew the horrors of war. However, killing someone in a solo act made it worse and more real. Then came that saddest smile Felicity had ever seen.

Okay, so now whatever Lilith was doing was causing her sadness. Then why was she trying to force Felicity away? She could elevate some of the pain and sadness. Felicity could handle it. Being a daughter of Pluto for seventeen years you tend to have seen enough depression and more is just a shrug of the shoulders. "If I didn't want to know I wouldn't have asked Lilith. You know how stubborn I can be. You won't be winning this --" Felicity cut off noticing the sound of steps approaching again. She saw Lilith frown.

Lilith was not backing down anytime soon it seemed. Felicity didn't like it. Okay, so she needed to get into the coliseum. Fine, but Felicity wasn't going to let Lilith get killed by some guards. "You must think I am stupid if I am going to leave you alone like this. You need to get inside right? Fine." Felicity said as she gripped harder on the arm she was holding of Liliths and dragged her friend into a shadow. Now, there was probably a better way of doing this and sure the resistance that was going on was a pain but within a couple of second they had walked out of shadow in one of the entrances to the coliseum. "Now, since I was nice enough to give you a ride in I guess in return you'll let me help you out, right? Please, Lilith, whatever you are doing, I can tell you are worried and maybe scared. Share that burden with me. I worry about you. Please, Lilith, you are one of the few people I can call family. Please dont do something that troubles you this much alone." Felicity pleaded with her friend. This was probably the first time in a long time that Felicity had pleaded with someone, it was a rare sight to see.

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