Arrival

The boy with dark silver haired thought. "Stop."

The girl suddenly froze in place. Her claw was suspended in midair. The tips of her claw were only an inch away from the dark silver haired boy's neck.

Blood dripped from the dark silver haired boy's left eye onto the sand beneath him. He could feel intense pain coursing through his left eye. He looked at the girl with an irritated expression.

The boy with dark silver hair took a step forward with his left foot as he walked forward through the claw suspended in the air and thought. "This wasn't supposed to happen... I wasn't supposed to get hurt today..." He walked forward through the rest of the girl's right arm as he thought. "Only reason I'm here alone today..." He walked forward through the rest of the girl's body and thought. "...Is because I told everyone back home... I'll be okay on my own..."

He stopped moving. Blood continued to drip from his left eye onto the ground. He thought as his back faced the girl with the club and he looked at the bloody sand beneath him. "This is the first time... I've ever felt this much pain before... I want to scream out..." He had an intense expression on his face as he thought. "But there is a specific name I want... And I will get it at all costs! So, I won't show any signs of weakness!" He spun around and faced the girl's back.

The girl's claw swung through the air and hit nothing. She looked around for any sign of the dark silver haired boy.

The boy with dark silver hair gripped the handle of the spear with both of his hands. He quickly swung it at the girl's inner right knee.

The spear made contact with the girl's inner knee. She screamed out in pain. Her scream sounded both monstrous and non-monstrous. Blood splattered onto the ground and onto the dark silver haired boy's armor.

The girl fell onto her hands and knees. She clenched her hands around the sand beneath her.

The boy with dark silver hair raised the spear up with both of his hands and then swung the tip of the spear toward the girl's neck.

The girl threw the sand that was clenched in her hands up into the air.

The sand that had got thrown in the air got in the dark silver haired boy's omly good eye and his mouth. He stopped the spear mid swing as he coughed and tried to rub his eye with his right hand. He thought as he rubbed his eye and coughed. "I can't see! And I can't teleport away either!"

Nameless Scarion yelled out. "Hey boy it is behind you! Look out!"

The dark silver haired boy suddenly stopped coughing and rubbing his eye. He kept his eye closed as he thought. "She's behind me?!" He jumped face first toward the ground but instead of landing on the ground he instead placed his right arm in between his legs and rolled forward on his right shoulder.

Right as the boy with dark silver hair rolled forward on his right shoulder he heard a projectile fly over him and make contact with the girl who was standing behind him. The ground shook and cracked as he rolled forward and landed on one knee. He opened his eye as he turned to look behind him.

The girl, that was previously behind the boy with dark silver hair, was embedded in the ground. A large steel tipped arrow stuck out of the right side of her chest. The ground around her was completely cracked. Even her armor on the left side of her body was cracked. Blood spilled out of the girl's wound and spilled onto the ground beneath her. It soaked her skin and her armor. She looked up weakly at the top section of the stadium.

The boy with dark silver hair thought as he looked at the girl and the giant arrow that stuck her to the ground. "A great arrow?!" He stood up on his feet and thought. "There is only one person I know that uses a great bow and can cause this kind of damage!" He turned his head and looked up at the top part of the stadium.

At the top section of the stadium two people stood to the left side of Atreus. A man stood directly to the left of Atreus and a girl stood next to the man.

The man wore thick white armor with a crimson mask on the right side of his head. He had orangish brown hair. He also possessed a handsome face with dark blue eyes. Strapped to his waist were two matching white daggers. In his hands was a great bow with a giant steel arrow nocked back.

The girl who stood to the left of the man with the great bow looked like she was in her mid teens. She had long light brown hair that was brushed over to the left and went about halfway down her back. The girl wore silver armor with a gold trim around the edge. The armor also had gold on the center of the chest plate. She had bright yellow eyes. She also had a sword strapped to her back that leaned to her left.

The boy with dark silver hair thought as he stared at the man with the great bow at the top section of the stadium. "The replacement of Grandfather's former second guardian, Adrastos Andreas!"

The man with the great bow, Adrastos, quickly turned and aimed his great bow at the Eastern side of the stadium. Right as he was about to release the giant steel tipped arrow he suddenly stopped himself. He lowered the great bow to the ground and said as he smirked. "Looks like he had it under control."

The boy with dark silver hair looked at the Eastern side of the stadium.

*****

Menelaos's First and Third Guardian both laid on the ground covered in blood. Menelaos's First Guardian's head was detached from the rest of her body. Menelaos's Third Guardian's body was right in front of the First's Guardian. The Third's Guardian armor was completely cracked some parts of it were broken completely. On both the left side and right side of his chest were stab wounds that went completely through his chest.

Standing on top of the First Guardian's chest was Menelaos's Fifth Guardian. He had his left foot on her chest and his right foot on the ground. He held a blood soaked greatsword in his left hand. He looked at the Third Guardian first and then looked at the First Guardian as he mumbled sadly to himself. "Number six... and number seven..." He covered his face with his right hand as he looked at the ground and thought in a saddened and defeated tone. "Why do I have to keep doing this...? How many more comrades am I going to have to kill...? I can't take this anymore...! I want to leave the Guardians!" He wiped his face downward with his right hand. He had a determined expression on his face as he thought. "But I have to protect Brother and Sister! I have to help them grow stronger! So, I can't leave yet!"

Menelaos's Fifth Guardian looked to his left. There were three people in the Northern section of the Eastern side of the stadium.

There was a woman to the left of the other two people. She had dark purple hair and two different colored eyes. Her left eye was light blue and her right eye was light silver. She had two swords strapped to her back. One sword leaned to her left side and the other leaned to her right side. She had a concerned expression on her face. On her left arm were five crossed blades which had been engraved into her armor. Two of the crossed blades were diagonal, one was vertical, and the last two were horizontal. On the left side of the five crossed blades was a cracked mask. By the bottom left of the cracked mask were five crossed blades. Two of the crossed blades were diagonal, one was vertical, and the last two were horizontal. She sat on the ground on the left side of a boy who was laying on the ground.

The boy laying on the ground wore armor that was completely silver. He had light brown hair, light red eyes, and his sword laid beside his left side.

The last of three people in the Northern section of the Eastern side of the stadium was a man with spiky orange hair. His left eye was closed, and his right eye was open. His left eye had a giant scar across the eyelid that went from the top of his face to the bottom of his face. His right eye was dark brown. Strapped to his back was a spear that leaned to his right side. He had a very concerned expression on his face. On his left arm were five crossed blades which had been engraved into his armor. Two were diagonal, one was vertical, and the last two were horizontal. On the left side of the five crossed blades was a cracked mask. By the bottom left of the cracked mask was one vertical blade. He sat on the ground on the right side of the boy, with silver armor, who laid on the ground.

Menelaos's Fifth Guardian looked at the girl with dark purple hair, Klymene's Fifth Guardian, and thought. "When did she get there?! Did she sneak past me somehow?!" He shook his head and thought. "Oh well I suppose it doesn't matter." He looked down at the boy with silver armor and thought. "As long as she is looking after my lord it is fine."

A serious expression appeared on Menelaos' Fifth's Guardian's face as he thought. "More importantly..." He turned his head and looked down at the sand pit.

A large steel tipped arrow stuck out of the right side of a girl's chest. The left half of the girl's body was covered with cracked and broken armor and the right half of her body was covered with the skin of a Devourer. She was completely soaked with blood. The ground around her was completely cracked.

Menelaos's Fifth Guardian had a look of realization on his face as he looked at the giant steel tipped arrow stuck in the girl's chest. He quickly looked up. His eyes searched the lowest section of the walled off area, the second lowest, the second highest, and then finally the top section. He then finally spotted them. Surprise, shock, and joy filled the man's face as he stared at the one responsible for the shooting the giant steel tipped arrow.