So, because of Tori, I'm posting this early -_- Who cares, this cliffie is just a bit weaker than The Half-Blood's Journal's last one. Oh yeah, if you haven't read that, this will make no sense. WHATSOEVER! So just a warning there! On with the epic tale of 2012

Chapter One

*Blue Cow*

"I'm a blue cow!" I said, trying to perk the mood.

"It won't work, Carter!" said Tori, "No can perk the mood when we're about to die!"

"Hey, you're not the one who has to face this all by myself!" I said. Then pillow pelted me. I secretly wish seven other wouldn't help me. I wanted to do this alone.

"As far as I know, you're the only one is this room who doesn't have to face it" snapped Tori.

"Yeah" said Nathan. They all had their heads laid on the table, staring into space. You don't know how bad I wanted to fight. I walked over and pinched Tia on the back of her neck. She swatted me away.

"CHRISTINA!" I roared, just to tick her off. It worked. Time for the classic game of tag, death style! Tia eventually got a death grip on my neck and flung me to a wall. She gulped and took her spot back at the table.

"So, that was fun!" I said, jumping on the table. I felt six hands grip my sneakers. Soon, I did a face plant to the concrete floor. I rose with blood gushing from my nose. "OW!" I roared.

"Sorry" they said in union. They looked pretty innocent but my bloody nose begged to differ. I felt around my arm and yanked off my braclet. Their faces turned white.

"Yuppas!" I said, charging them with my sword. I got the Hephaestus kids to make it look like a trident with an owl on it. Yup, to represent my grand parents. I sliced the deadly Dolofonía, murder, and they jumped back.

"Okay, we won't bust your nose open again!" roared the other six. I smiled and put Dolofonía, back on my arm.

"Eímai se foveró gia tous mikroús laoús san ólous sas!" I boasted in Greek. Soon they jumped up and they chased me out of the Big House. I took out Dolofonía and sliced to keep them back.

"DON'T MESS WITH ME!" I roared, lifting Dolofonía high in the air. They gulped and I playfully charged.

But the joy stopped when a huge storm cloud hovered over head. I stared as lighting hit trees, burning them to ash. I ran to Zeus' Fist and set the alarms. The whole camp went into 'LET'S WHOOP MAJOR MONSTER BUTT!' mode. Then we relized…this monster was just Zeus sending us a warning. We relaxed and the whole camp stared at me.

"Um—he, he!" I half-heartily laughed. Then, they all playfully charged.

Luckily I had Dolofonía!

I swung like mad and they all ran into the woods.

That was the camp's stupidest mistake. Ever!

I heard growling and then fire shoot into the sky. I decided to run in and hoped to save the day.

The first thing I noticed was retreating half-bloods. Then burning trees. Then, it came into view.

The dragon.

I rushed over with Dolofonía high over my head. Die dragon! Die you silly fire-breathing beast! I swung my sword but it just made a clink! on it's hide. I gulped.

I decided a dramatic back-flip would help. I did one but the dragon caught my shirt with his teeth. "Oh (insert bleep here)" He threw me up and I was ready to be eaten. Astonishingly, I missed his mouth and landed on his neck.

He bucked me but I held on. Fire nearly got my hair, but I'm too reflective for that! Soon, my grip loosened and my back hit a tree. I slid down head-first.

I quickly recovered and was ready to fight the beast again. Who knows, I might survive without having to live in a full body cast!

I stumbled around. My head hurt like Hades. Everything was split in two. I was holding two swords, fighting two dragons. I lifted Dolofonía high and swiped, knowing I missed my target.

Blood coughed from my mouth. How was I supposed to take down a sixty foot war machine in this condition? I coughed and had and idea. But it was risky.

I slung my sword, it leaving my hands. It hurled and surprisingly landed in the dragon's nose. It sucked in and I heard it pout. It stomped and blew fire everywhere. Soon, it was too clogged.

I walked up to the limp body and pulled Dolofonía from it's nose. I held it up high, then chopped the dragon's head off. I lifted the head and shook it for the camp to see.

In the middle of the night, I heard a soft cry. I walked out in my tank top and saw it was coming from the woods. I entered the spookiness. I had to know what was going on.

Well, first of all, I met a fifteen foot long dragon. It was the thing that was crying. Maybe I had killed it's mamma during the day!

"Don't cry!" I urged it. It still keeps on. Then I realized there was a lake plentiful of salmon. Enough to reach in there and have one in my hand. I grabbed a smaller-ish one and threw it at the dragon. It caught it with amazing speed.

"Bolt" I whispered under my breath, walking up to the dragon.

How'd ya like it? Tori made me post it early so blame her! But still, A CLIFFIE!