Chapter 1

We Race

So we were sitting in the dining hall totally bored. We hadn't played a capture the flag game in months. We REALLY needed to bash someone up.

That's why we all looked up when Chiron walked into the dining pavilion saying he had an important announcement.

"Campers, Camp Half-Blood will be doing...the amazing race!"

"I love that show!" exclaimed Piper.

"Mr D will be coming out shortly to draw names for the teams...any minute now..."

"Sorry I'm late...I had...I had...oh okay I had nothing to do except waste your time" he explained as he stumbled in.

"Now, there will be seven teams, seven continents and seven days in every week...unless the Apocalypse has begun...ANYWAY...let's draw the teams already...Unfortunately that includes you Romans, so please come back alive so we can murder, maim and stab repeatedly in a very violent manner with swords and sharp pointy objects...okay we're getting there don't rush me I'm fantasising..."

"Team number one is...Piper McLean...and...Jason Grace! Wow...talk about a power team..." said Chiron. "And team number two is...Reyna Romanperson? And Death Breath Nico...okay...interesting...wait, where is Nico?"

"I'm here! And I'm working with you babe...And I love you!" he said, putting his arm around her.

"Continuing on, team three is...Octavian the Teddy Bear Stabber...and Drew Makeup Face...Who made these names?"

"Who's Drew?" asked Octavian.

Drew stood up and strutted towards him.

"Wow. She looks like my mum...She's pretty..."

"Team four is...Thalia Grace Pinecone Face...Seriously! Who sabotaged these names?"

"Thalia is fine please! And I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that...or you'd be dead..."

"Who is with...Leo the Flaming Valdez?"

"Right here sir!"

"Team number five is...Hazel Dead One...What sort of a name is that? And her partner is Frank the Chinese Canadian Baby Man? Seriously! I'm getting tired of saying this!"

"We know"

"Team six is the Stolls. Wow. Finally a normal name!"

"Woooo! Go us!"

"Team Seven is all the way from district 12, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. JOKES! Gods...my cousins are rubbing off on me...Peter Johnson and Annabelle Case."

"Mr D. And his strange terms of endearment..." muttered Annabeth.

"In English please!" asked Percy.

"Just forget about it..."

"And now, since our announcer is gone and I don't trust Mr D, I will be announcing! The tributes-I mean victims-I mean contestants will go pack their bags and find their clue to ...an unknown place...that I don't actually know...so off you go! May the odds be ever in your favour, I mean good luck!"