A/N: I don't know if it's incorrect for the Hermes campers to have DSIs. I mean, there isn't supposed to be electronics necessarily, but ... there are circumstances.

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Chapter Two | Go Run and Hide

It was hard to convince Jason that Will was not cheating.

"Turning your back and facing the tree is not safe—he could still peek and turn quickly back," Jason argued.

"Dude, you have major trust issues," Percy said, shaking his head.

Nico frowned. "Will won't cheat! He's fair about everything."

"Aw, thanks Death Boy!"

"Gahh, cut the love fest," Leo said, seeing the Healer and Italian have that goofy expression on their faces. "It's so sickening—I think I'm going to puke."

Frank looked at the ground, not having a say in anything. Most people forgot about him, but he enjoyed just staying back from the drama. Was there even going to be a next *chapter in his life? His story sounded pretty boring.

"Okay, look, I have a blindfold." Leo tapped his tool belt, and pulled out blue fabric. He tied it around Will's head, covering his eyes. "Happy now, Mr. Grace?"

"Whatever," Jason sighed. "I guess we can hide now. Don't forget, Will—count to sixty seconds."

"Nah, it should be thirty seconds," Percy disagreed.

"I just explained the rules to you!" Jason slapped his forehead. "Percy, did you even listen to me? I specifically said sixty seconds, and—"

"Lighten up." The elder demigod of the six declared, "Who thinks Jason should stop being grumpy?"

Everyone, excluding the son of Jupiter, raised their hands. Frank raised his, but Percy didn't notice him at all. "Ha! It's four to one."

"Five," Leo corrected. "You forgot Frank."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, Frank—I didn't see you there. Hey, why are you far back?" Everyone looked at Frank, who was standing three feet away.

"Um, sorry. I was just used to not being part of anything." Frank walked closer in.

Jason focused his attention on mainly Percy. "I won't be grumpy if you stop being so laid-back! You act as if hide-and-go-seek is a game."

"It is!"

As the two argued back and forth, Leo began fake-gagging on the floor. "Gods, you guys are disgusting!" He was commenting on how Nico and Will were talking, with Will flirting shamelessly and Nico turning pink but shooting back a few comments of his own.

"I hear you," Frank agreed, thinking that it was a comment directed to how Percy and Jason were acting childishly.

"Thirty-nine seconds," Will warned loudly, and with that being said, the demigods quickly went to find a hiding place.


The game went faster than anyone had anticipated.

The problem was probably the fact that it was Camp Half-Blood. Ever since Will entered the camp, he explored his way around and now knew the camp inside and out. Except for the Creek—he didn't particularly like entering the area where most Ares kids sparred. (Since it was abnormally hot this Summer, the children of Ares adjusted to the Creek, where it was cooler). Plus, although there were many places to hide, maybe in the cabins that were added—campers could easily tell the hiding place or give strange looks, thus revealing the person.

Ten minutes flat, he found Percy Jackson crouching underneath a table in the armoury.

"Worst. Hiding Place. Ever," Percy sighed. He went out, giving a sneeze. "It's so dusty in here! Did you hear me sneeze?"

"Uh, no, I saw you duck in here and followed you." Will tried to keep a straight face. "You know, you're not really good at hiding."

The brunet shrugged. "Yeah, I guess that explains a lot, actually."

One demigod down, four more to go...

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Will had the idea of Leo going to Bunker 9, but the Latino wasn't there. He wondered if there could be a telltale sign—like the smell of smoke. As he searched in the Dining Pavilion, he noticed the children of Athena were laughing. And, as a person who usually spoke to the serious campers of Athena, like Malcolm and Parker, he was suspicious.

"Hi," he greeted.

"Hey, Will." Annabeth gave a wave. "Malcolm's telling us the trajectory of a missile flying 45 km per hour—"

"I honestly don't know what you're saying," Will said. "But I do know when I see Jason!" He pointed at Jason, who was disguised as an Athena kid. The glasses were clear, and the way the guy would twitch.

The said Jason twitched nervously. "I'm not Jason!"

"Sure, and I am the Queen of England—"

"Why does everyone say that?" Parker interrupted. She was a short brunette, who was usually found reading a book. "I mean, honestly, the Queen is used frequently, as if the statement is making a mockery of—"

"Okay, seriously, you don't need to be a spoilsport." Will crossed his arms. "I can wait all day, you know."

"Will, Avery here is not Jason," Annabeth said. "Sure, maybe they look alike, but everyone has a doppelgänger."

"Prove it!"

Jason/Avery stomped his foot. "Enough of this wild objections! I have you know, I bear no resemblance to this so-called Jason Grace! I don't have a scar on my lip from eating a stapler when I was two—" He winced. "I blew my cover, didn't I?"

"You confirmed my suspicions."

There was a moment of awkward silence. Some of the Athena kids ignored the interaction, but Malcolm slapped his forehead. "So close, dude."

Find the other three, then we're done, Will thought happily. Now, where's Nico...

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For some reason, the Healer was drawn to the Hecate cabin. It was full, with about ten demigods. He saw Lou Ellen in a yoga position on her bedspread, eyes closed and magic sparking at her fingertips. "Hey, did you see Nico anywhere?"

"Nope." Lou Ellen arched an eyebrow. "Why?"

"We're playing hide-and-go-seek."

"Aw!" The daughter of Hecate cooed. "Now Solangelo will get together and all of my fangirl dreams will come true!"

"Wait, what?"

"Nothing. So, how's your search?"

"Going badly." Will sighed dejectedly. "I swear, it'll probably take me an hour to find all of them."

"Wait, there are more people?"

"Nico, Frank, and Leo."

"Leo's probably at the Hermes cabin," a voice said.

Will looked at a teenage boy with black hair and violet eyes walk in. He seemed to hold a relaxed aura, which was kind of reassuring.

"Matthew Asteria Clark," the boy said, even though Will didn't ask for a name.

"Will Solace."

"Yeah, I tried to chat with him but he explained that he was hiding from the Mafia." Matthew scrunched his eyebrows. "Anyways, do you want me to help you?"

"It might be considered cheating. Thanks for the hint, though."

"No problem." Matthew waved, and as Will walked out, he turned back once more.

"Any idea where Frank—" However, before he could finish, the boy vanished into thin air.

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As per usual, the Hermes cabin was a mess. The floor was strewn with laundry, wrappers, cans, and even a smelly shoe that had a banana peel in it.

Will sighed, wondering how they managed cabin inspections every morning.

Travis and Connor, two brothers who were known for pranks, grinned. They both stood, barricading the doorway. "What's the password?" Travis asked.

"Uh, Leo-is-hiding-in-here-and-sent-you-to-be-on-the-lookout?" Will said.

The sons of Hermes exchanged looks. "Wow, he's good," Connor said.

Will went in triumphantly, but immediately plugged his nose. There was a putrid smell hanging in the air, but the demigods didn't seem to mind, absorbed in magazines or DSIs that had games like Legend of Zelda and Super Mario Bros.

Oh, gods. This is going to be tricky.

Eyes watering, Will kicked aside a can and instinctively, he picked it up and placed it in the recycling bin. Unsurprisingly, the blue bin was the only thing clean, hiding in a corner. He checked under the beds; even the bed covers. "Leo!" he called, hoping he could trick the fire-bender. Sadly, there was no reply. Almost giving up, he realised something was out of the ordinary. It was too quiet.

Tilting his head, Will went to where Leo Valdez was hiding. "Found you."

"Aw, how did you know?"

"I'm psychic." Of course, Will wouldn't admit that he could see the unruly brown curls sticking out from behind the disorganised bookshelf.