Thanks for all the people who gave me the reviews. Most of you said that it doesn't make sense that Percy and Annabeth got a 12 year old child when they're that age that I put. Sorry for that

To the people who just started reading this, just a reminder that I got the ages wrong and that Percy's and Annabeth's ages should be older.

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I know some of you will disagree with this because you guys know there's the goddess of love, Aphrodite, and heck, how can you be prettier than Aphrodite, the goddess of love, when I said that this girl was the prettiest girl I've ever seen. But the truth is, I've seen her, and although she was breathtakingly beautiful, this girl turned her into an average normal-looking girl. (Saw her when she came over in my mom and dad's wedding anniversary, which ended in a nasty incident of her going back home with lipstick graffiti and kiss marks all over her face, but I'm not going into that)

Also, I instantly knew that she wasn't a daughter of Aphrodite because daughters of Aphrodite don't usually try to battle with a son of Ares, but she was doing it anyways. Especially Malcolm. Malcolm was the son of the drakon-slayer Clarisse and Chris, some other heroes of the war. Malcolm was about the same age with me, but he doesn't look like it. He looks big, like Beckendorf that my dad showed pictures of, but the one thing that was different that he inherited from his mom was that he always had that evil look on his face which didn't change no matter what. The girl had blonde hair and had blue eyes. She was a little smaller than me, but that didn't make her not really scary and cool.

Anyway, they kept fighting until the girl knocked out Malcolm's spear and knocked him down. She smiled victoriously and just walked away like it was no big deal. She started to go to the seaside, and I kept looking at her until…

"Percy, I'm going to leave."

I turned around and it was dad. He had his backpack slung over him and he looked like he just had a drink, maybe he did because he had to go somewhere with Mr. D. There was a white Pegasus behind him, not Blackjack because.. well, let's just say that he's busy.

"You're leaving now?" I asked, giving him a high-five

"I think I have to. Your camp director made me drink some of his.. ah specialty drink (he probably means wine), and if I stay here much longer I don't think I will be sane," he said, with a smile on his face.

"K dad. Thanks for the ride!!"

"Sure, just be careful, and ask people if you have any trouble," he said, and he left.

I turned back and tried to find the girl but she was gone. That was pretty sad, cause that girl was really cool.

I really didn't know what to do next so I just cleaned my bed when the cabin door opened and there was about a dozen of kids coming in.

I automatically knew that these were my siblings because I could sense the power of the ocean from them. They were talking joyfully until they saw me.

"So are you the son of Percy Jackson, the hero of the Great prophecy?" one of them asked.

"Yeah"

"Cool. I'm Binam, and this is Thomas, Zach, Matthew, Fred, …" he continued to tell us the gang's name.

"So first day today or what?" one of them asked me.

"Yup. Dad just dropped me off like a few minutes ago."

They all looked impressed, although I didn't know why. They soon began to chat with me, until one of the person in the gang called Ryan suddenly said:

"Dude, its 3, and remember what the Aphrodite girls said to us yesterday?"

"Holy cow!! Come on, we better get to the beach as soon as we can!" said Fred, and they all raced down.

I smiled. This was just another fun day for me and it was relaxing. Sure, this place can be dangerous, but it was the only place that it was a home.

I cleared all these thoughts and went to the sword-fighting arena.

When I arrived at there, there was a battle going on and a whole mob of demigods. They were in a circle surrounding two people, kinda like the place where the visitors don't let you go until someone died.

I squeezed in the view and saw two demigods fighting with spear vs. sword. The spear guy had black hair, a tall muscular body, and had determination and death going out from his eyes. The sword guy had cool brown hair, blue eyes, a tall body and a really, really big shield.

The sword guy tried to use his shield as a decoy by charging him with the shield and using his sword to trip him. But the spear guy was smart. He ignored the shield by stepping out of the way while he pretended to fall for the plan and tripped him instead. The sword guy's weapon flew out of the air and his shield in the other direction, and the other guy put the spear just about 10 centimeter above his neck.

"Surrender?" he asked in a cool, oily voice. He had a smile on his face, but not like a "Nice game man"smile and more like a " You suck so bad that I think you have to go chase your mama style" type of smile.

"Surrender," said the sword guy, and he walked away with a grim look on his face.

I was beginning to be curious who the guys were, so I asked a Demeter kid who they were.

"The demigod who just got lost is a son of Apollo, his name is Paul. Paul is one of the best strategists in camp. But the kid who just defeated him is Nichal, son of Hades. He's one of the best fighter in camp. Its been only like one week, but he defeated so many campers that now there isn't many people that didn't lose to him."

This Nichal was standing in the center of the arena with a proud look on his face. He shouted:

"If anyone wants to challenge me, bring it on!!"

I probably shouldn't have said anything, but this guy was ticking me off because he just looked at us like if we're scum. So I said..

"I challenge you, big boy"

How was it? This is my second chapter to write a story in . Please review!!! Thanks!!