A/N: Okay, so if anybody even bothers to read this I would like to say that I'm a norwegian girl, so I would really appreciate it if anybody at all would review or PM me about any mistakes that I've possibly made writing this story. I would also like to tell everybody that even if there are any mistakes at ALL, then I would also like to know what you think of the story.
Disclaimer: I swear on the river of Styx, I do NOT own anything that belongs to Rick Riordan.
Prologue:
When Percy Jackson first arrived at camp Halfblood Carmelita Fox was 15 years old. As Percy settled down in camp, and grew more confident in his skills in both hand to hand combat and the truckload of other skills that is necessary for a demigod in order to survive, Annabeth introduced Carmelita and Percy to each other. As Carmelita had been at camp for about 13 years of her life Annabeth and Chiron agreed that she would be the best teacher he could get. Carmelita taught Percy everything she knew about everything from archery, where she in the end decided that Percy was a danger to himself and everybody else, (after he shot an arrow in her back, and she at the time stood about 60 ft behind him, when he was aiming at the bullseye 45 ft in front of him) to fighting with a sword using a dagger instead of a shield. She taught him loads of stuff from the ancient greek history, mytology and, of course, from the ancient greek language, as he had to speak ancient greek fluently. And she also taught him all the ways of getting trough camp without running in to any trouble, and by trouble she ment Clarisse LaRue, daughter of Ares. Carmelita and Percy looked at each other like brother and sister and behaved that way around each other too.