Grayson Clark...Son of Zeus...16...Tagged;Coral
Grayson put down the training sword he had been using and stared admiringly at the dummy he had slain. The fabric man was sliced to pieces, some of Grayson's best work. He took off his helmet and ran a hand through his now messy hair before walking over to the climbing wall and sizing it up. The boy quickly lept up onto the wall and began climbing. As he scaled the wall, a girl caught his attention. With a grin, he caught up to her. He halted, the grin widening, "Race you to the top?"