First Kick: The Meeting of Legends

[Benji Baker]

Benji leaned against a sturdy oak tree, a relaxed posture masking the intense focus with which he watched the soccer match. Krystal was in the center of it all, her footwork impeccable, making agile moves that hinted at a strong lineage of athletes. It wasn't just her skills, but the sheer determination that oozed from every step, every pass, and every shot that had caught Benji's attention. He had heard of the girl, the child of Nike, and witnessing her now, it all made sense. A fleeting thought danced in his mind, What would it be like to have her on his team for the Capture the Flag games?

As the whistle blew and Krystal walked off the field for a break, Benji took a deep breath to summon some courage. "Hey, Krystal!" he called out, pushing off from the tree and walking over with a hesitant smile. "That was some amazing footwork out there. I'm Benji, by the way. From the Ares cabin." He ran a hand through his hair, suddenly self-conscious under her gaze. It was strange; he could perform in front of a crowd in an arena fight without any issues, but a simple conversation with Krystal had his heart pounding louder than he'd like to admit. He might be the son of a god of war but talking to girls was always a challenge for most boys his age. 

@ Krystal Rose