Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2014 8:45:02 GMT -5
Jeremiah had a new home and he was with Saturn because he didn't want to be a demigod and the gods didn't care for him. The gods were a reason his mom was gone and to make matters worse, Jeremiah was placed in the fifth cohort the lowest possible cohort ever. They must of done it because they didn't see any prospect in him and feared his power. Jeremiah couldn't believe it, no one cared he was missing he knew of the drama that went down in the dungeons. Jeremiah had learned his powers could make anyone see their worst fear if looking into his eyes which made him smile, for it explained that poor girl's little freak out. She was seeing something she didn't want to ever see and well in a way she deserved it. The boy had actually gone to see one of the praetors but it didn't matter for he was not going back to that camp. He would die to see the gods punished and the fact that camp failed to recognize his talent the boy would love to see it destroyed.
The son of timor walked around the marbled halls of Mount Tamalpais. This was such a grand place and well it felt more like a home than the camp did. The boy had lost his mom and all the stupid roman demigods had cared about was training. He needed to just accept that he was a demigod. The young boy had come to terms with death and was still sore about losing his mom, but what pissed him off, was not once did Timor come and say 'hey son guess what dad is immortal. Oh and your mom died because i decided to sleep with her and well the monsters want to kill you so she protected you.' Jeremiah thought that last part would have been insulting and wouldn't change how he felt now but he would then have an explanation. The god had done the only slightest favor of claiming Jerry. The young man had somewhat aged recently only in some of his maturity. The boy knew no one cared and they all were envious of his ability.
Jeremiah had a sword strapped to his side though a simple stare by removing his glasses would be enough to scare many people. Today though Jeremiah would walk around patroling for anyone who would try infiltrate the castle, they would need to get past him and he was learning to fight and he would put up a fight. He knew there was a god in the dungeons and a praetor. Jeremiah might just go torture the two and pretty sure he would get soaked by Neptune but he didn't care.The god would pay just like the others. Jeremiah was now going to enjoy his new place, and he had found a new joy in bring fear, pain and misery to others. There was no ryhme or reason behind his actions anymore.He just did it for the sheer pleasure and watching people squirm in fear. This wouldbee fun when they attacked camp.
The son of timor walked around the marbled halls of Mount Tamalpais. This was such a grand place and well it felt more like a home than the camp did. The boy had lost his mom and all the stupid roman demigods had cared about was training. He needed to just accept that he was a demigod. The young boy had come to terms with death and was still sore about losing his mom, but what pissed him off, was not once did Timor come and say 'hey son guess what dad is immortal. Oh and your mom died because i decided to sleep with her and well the monsters want to kill you so she protected you.' Jeremiah thought that last part would have been insulting and wouldn't change how he felt now but he would then have an explanation. The god had done the only slightest favor of claiming Jerry. The young man had somewhat aged recently only in some of his maturity. The boy knew no one cared and they all were envious of his ability.
Jeremiah had a sword strapped to his side though a simple stare by removing his glasses would be enough to scare many people. Today though Jeremiah would walk around patroling for anyone who would try infiltrate the castle, they would need to get past him and he was learning to fight and he would put up a fight. He knew there was a god in the dungeons and a praetor. Jeremiah might just go torture the two and pretty sure he would get soaked by Neptune but he didn't care.The god would pay just like the others. Jeremiah was now going to enjoy his new place, and he had found a new joy in bring fear, pain and misery to others. There was no ryhme or reason behind his actions anymore.He just did it for the sheer pleasure and watching people squirm in fear. This wouldbee fun when they attacked camp.