A/N: Alrighty here's the new version of Chapter One. Let me know what ya'll think! Chapter Two should be out around June 30th - July 3rd.Percy Jackson and the Olympian belong to Rick Riordan

Sally

Just like every other time Percy leaves to go to Camp, I close my eyes and pray to the gods that he will come back to me alive. A tear slipped from my eyes in worry. Percy always seemed to end up in trouble, and there was no way for me to help. I know my son is powerful, but I can't help but worry. Paul comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my shoulders. He squeezed my arm gently as he stood silently beside me.

"He'll be fine," sounding more confident than how I felt at that moment. Paul coaxed me over to a kitchen stool before moving to the coffee pot. He fixed both of our cups before coming back to the counter.

"Have you heard back from Ares yet, Sally?" He asked as he sat down across from me. Before I could respond, a flash of light filled the room. A man with fiery eyes stepped out of the light and smirked. Standing before us was Ares, God of War.

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Ares left dramatically in a puff of smoke. Paul and I both breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed back into our seats. Despite my misgivings, the conversation had gone well. Secretly I worried if Ares resentment for Percy would allow him to help his daughter. But, even if he was unwilling to show it, he did love her. I was pulled out of my thoughts as Paul started to laugh. I looked over at him and raised an eyebrow, amused at my husband's ridiculous behavior.

"I just realized something." He said. I kept staring, waiting for him to explain.

"Well, if you forget for a second that they're demigods, we just adopted a teenage girl while we still have a teenage boy in the house. The arguing and sarcasm levels just increased," he joked grinning. I laughed softly. I understood what he meant; we just went from one teenager to two.

Percy

I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, a smile stretching across my face as my hand rested against Thalia's tree. Sighing happily, I opened my eyes and walked down Half-Blood Hill running my hand across the pine tree. After suffering through a whole school year, I was finally back at camp. Between the Greek monsters and the monstrous teachers, it felt more like it had been a lifetime ago since last summer. Looking at the bottom of the hill, I could see my two best friends, Annabeth and Grover, casually waiting for me.

"Hey Perce!" Grover bayed before tackling me in a bear – I mean goat – hug. "It's almost been a WHOLE YEAR since I've seen you!" I laughed and dragged myself up from the ground, but I kept an arm around his shoulders because I had missed Grover just as much. It just wasn't the same being at school without Grover there trying to eat the Styrofoam trays or limping his way through gym class.

"What's up Seaweed Brain?" Annabeth's gray eyes glinted at me as she grabbed my hand, pulling me the rest of the way up. "Now that you're back, archery will be more…entertaining," she teased me. I pretended to flip my hair as I stuck my nose in the air and started strutting off. She and Grover laughed and jogged to catch up to me.

"What do you say about heading to the arena and practicing?" She smirked, "I bet I can beat you." She taunted me even though we both knew there was a good chance it would be me beating her instead. I pulled my pen out of my pocket, uncapping it.

"You're on!" I yelled before running to the arena where already I could hear sword fighting in progress. As I slid in, I could see Clarisse hacking away at some dummies off to the side. She raised her head already glaring at whoever had been brave enough to interrupt her practice. When our eyes met, an almost unnoticeable smile crossed her face. I waved, but she turned away when Annabeth knocked Grover into the arena.

"That's just rude!" Grover pouted at Annabeth as she stood over him triumphantly.

"No that's strategy," she smugly walked over to me, "ready to start?" I gave her a nod, and we began to circle each other. After a while, I saw Clarisse move towards the stands, but she kept a good amount of distance between her and Grover. After another 30 minutes, we called a water break; it was 2-1, and I was winning. I grinned, teasing Annabeth and in return, I received an irritated look. The two of us moved back over to where Grover was sitting. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Clarisse glancing over at us as I talked with Annabeth and Grover.

"What is it?" I was getting slightly aggravated over the looks she kept sending me; what was her problem? She shifted and glared back at me, but paused before speaking.

"Did you tell anyone?" Her voice was sharp. I fought to roll my eyes at her question. Of all things to bother her it was this.

"Of course not," I said in a 'duh' tone, and then just to aggravate her, "did you?" Her eyes had narrowed before she stormed off. I smiled. It was so easy to get under her skin; it was almost worth the beating I knew she would dish out later. Annabeth watched her leave before turning on me.

"What was that about?" Her cold eyes were calculating like she thought she could figure it out on willpower alone. I felt a spark of unease as I looked into her eyes. Something was brewing behind them that worried me, but I couldn't place it. I shook it off as Grover seconded her question.

"Just something that happened during the school year. I promised Clarisse I wouldn't breathe a word about it to anyone though." I warned them. "If you want to know then you'll have to ask her about it." Both looked dejected. They knew as well as I that she wouldn't go for that. Then the conch horn blew, signaling dinner. As we walked towards the pavilion, we ran into Clarisse again.

"We're still enemies, got it punk?" Clarisse followed her message through with a punch to my arm before pushing past us. I rubbed my new bruise in slight surprise. The punch wasn't as hard as it once would have been. I made a motion silently saying 'see?' as I looked over at my friends.

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