After I figured out that long chapter stories were just not for me, this is my first short story(after deleting all existing records of my terrible work first). Please criticise my work as much as you want, just please tell me how to improve as well:). Okay let's just move on...
Disclaimer: I own nothing of PJO and HOO. It all belongs to the dude who shoved Percabeth into Tartarus. AKA our favourite Uncle Rick.
Note: I left Beckendorf alive for this one;)
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It was a normal day at camp Half-Blood, with the sun shining onto the beach, and the sun not shining onto the forest. Leo Valdez was happily tinkering away at his latest piece of metal-Oh sorry-I mean his crafty handwork, in the Forges. Beckendorf was next to him, In the heart of the forge, sharpening some blunt knives that the Athena cabin had sent from their store. Nyssa was helping Harley make his new project, which, by the way, was waaay better than Leo's. But that's completely irrelevant. Leo raised his chisel tipped hammer, to strike the final blow onto his pointless heap of metal, when a loud, drunk yell rose from the big house.
"GET YOUR FAT USELESS BUTTS OVER HERE, YOU MORONS IN CABIN 9!" yelled Mr. D.
Leo cursed under his breath, "He'd better not be calling my butt useless,". But he followed Beckendorf and Nyssa into the big house anyways.
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Yo! Ok, I just left it on a cliffhanger-ish, because I wanted to do something quickly. Next chapter will probably complete the story. Unless I became lazy again (highly likely), or I died because I ate a poisoned choco bourban (also highly likely). K bye!