A/N: Hello again! I'm back for chapter two, and hopefully html won't find its way into my story again. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and let me know what they thought of the story.

Okay, here we go!

Last time:

"Then so be it," I sighed with fake sadness before smashing the hilt of my sword into his forehead, instantly knocking him unconscious.

Just then, Poseidon flashed in with a brilliant burst of light, and he looked angry.

"Perseus, what have you done!" he yelled out.

And now the conclusion . . .

Chapter 2

(Percy POV)

"Who do you think you are, fighting your brother like that!" Poseidon shouted again.

I was unable to formulate words in my mouth. Poseidon had never talked to me like that before.

"Just because your brother was able to beat a dracanae without any training doesn't mean you can beat him up!"

I was surprised Poseidon actually approved of Matt. I thought for sure that he would have seen him just like I did - an upstart jerk. Eventually, however, it dawned on me that Poseidon was waiting for me to say something.

"Hello to you too, dad. So, uhh, do you want an apology?" I asked.

"I feel an apology would be in order." he replied.

"Why? He challenged me to a duel and refused to yield when I had him on the ground."

At this point, I noticed a large crowd of people had come to see what was going on, including Annabeth. She was looking between me and my brother, as if trying to decide on something.

"Look, Perseus, if you are not going to apologize, I'm going to have to take you to Olympus."

"Dad, I'm not going to apologize to a person who is a jerk. Ever since he's arrived at camp, he's tried to twist everyone around him to idolize him, and it was getting pretty annoying. So, I won't apologize, even if he is a new camper and a brother."

"Then you leave me no choice." Poseidon started tog low with a faint light, and I realized I was glowing too.

"Annabeth, please back me up on this." I asked.

"Sorry Percy, but I think your Dad is right on this one. You can't just beat up a new camper because you feel jealous of him," she stated.

"What!" I thought. Jealous? "Fine," I thought bitterly. Even my girlfriend has left me now.

"Fine, but I'll tell all of you right now, you picked the wrong son of Poseidon," I growled, before looking at Annabeth with a look of betrayal.

Unfortunately, Annabeth didn't see, because she was too busy carrying Matt towards the infirmary.

(Annabeth POV)

Why would Percy talk that way about Matt? I mean, they're brothers. They should at least show some respect for each other. I refuse to believe that Matt initiated the fight. He wouldn't be that stupid to go against a seasoned veteran on his third day of camp.

When Percy comes back, I'm thinking about breaking up with him. Sure, he's good looking, but some other people are decent, too. Judging by the way Matt handled that dracanae, I think he'll shape up to be a better hero than Percy.

For now, though, I'm more concerned with Matt's health. He has a lot of cuts and bruises after Percy's treatment, so I think I'll have to feed him some ambrosia once he wakes up.

I laid the unconscious Matt onto an infirmary bed and ushered an Apollo camper in. Hmm. Ever since Matt arrived, Percy has seemed different, more hostile. This is usually a sure sign of jealousy. I feel like Percy has been in the spotlight for a long time now, though. Eventually there was going to be someone better than him. Matt just hasn't had enough training to beat Percy yet.

A/N: And that's it. Originally this and chapter three were going to be combined in one, but I didn't have enough time to pump out more writing. Sorry for it being slightly short.

This has been updated to fix a few spelling errors.

Short section on Annabeth to show what she's thinking about this whole thing.

And, as always, thanks for reading.