A/N-I do not own Percy Jackson.

Revenge of the Night

Chapter 2

Welcome to Camp! Prepare to get Pulverized!

I really didn't know what to think of the new girl. I walked along the edge of Long Island Beach. I was thinking about Emily Johnson. She seemed OK, but something about her put me off. Especially after that dream... "Hey! Percy! Wait up!" I turned, and saw Annabeth running up to me. I stopped and smiled at her.

"Hey. What brings you her on this fine chilly evening?" She just rolled her eyes. It was warm, at least for December, but maybe it just felt that way after spending 4 months in Michigan. Man, that place really did have crappy weather. (A/N-No offense to anyone who lives in Michigan. I live in Michigan, and my friends and I joke about the weather a lot. Just had to say that.) Annabeth stopped next to me.

"So, what do you think of the new girl?"

"Oh, Emily? I don't know. She seems OK, but something puts me off..." I trailed off, not wanting to finish my sentence."

"Is it a dream?" I looked at her. Sometimes I wondered if she could read my mind

"Yea." I hesitated. I really didn't want to tell her. Annabeth gave the look, like ' You'd better tell me or I'll make you. I was just about to tell her when I heard shouting near the cabins. We looked at each other.

"Clarisse." we sighed together. We ran up the hill.

When I woke up again, it was night. I sat up. Honestly, my ADHD was taking over. I was feeling fine! Well, except for a headache, but I've had worse. OK,so maybe I wasn't feeling so fine. But I couldn't just lay there. I looked out side. Then, I looked around the room. There was just a guy- he looked like a surfer, but with eyes all over his body. He gave me a look, like 'You'd better not get out of that bed missy.' I smiled. Then, I strutted out of the place, and he never followed.

I walked around camp. Most of the other campers were at a campfire. I could see a flicker of light and heard campfire songs. I shuddered and walked over towards the cabins. Maybe I'll do a bit of exploring... I grinned evilly at the thought of all that I could do. I turned to the closest cabin. It was blood red, with rock music blaring. Barbed wire was around the perimeter of the roof. Ares cabin, for sure. I crept over to the window on the back. I stood on my tiptoes, cursing my short height. As I looked in, I noticed that it was empty. Weird. Ares didn't exactly seem like the kind of guy who would sing campfire songs and have s'mores. Then, a knife blade poked my back. I spun, and saw 5 beefy girls leering over me. The middle one, the leader, I guess, was 6' 2", with long, stringy brown hair and a sneer. She looked about 19. She towered over me.

"Well,well,well. Look what we have here. The newbie. Do you have a whittle boo-boo?" She sneered. I touched my head. I hadn't realized I still had the bandage around my head. I counted to 5, and thought about what to do. I smiled

"I know what to do."

"Yea, so do I." she sneered. "To the bathrooms!" The other four girls grabbed me before I could react. Lifting me off my feet, (which wasn't hard, seeing as I'm 5' 2" an 90 pounds) and carrying me, kicking and screaming. I knew what was coming. A couple of seniors decided to do give me a swirlie. I was an easy target.

I did not want to experience it again. I tried to wiggle free, but the girls gripped my arms behind my back. They dumped me on the bathroom floor at the big girls feet. She grabbed me by the collar, but I wiggled free. Bullies couldn't get me. I turned towards the door, but the side kicks blocked my way. Like an idiot, I charged towards them, and managed to squeeze between side kick #1 and the wall. I sprinted towards the campfire, but tripped and fell on my face.

"Ow." I tried to get up, but the leader had her knee on my chest.

"Get her Clarisse!" The girls were shouting. I blinked up Clarisse.

"What're doing snooping around my cabin?" She sneered. I shrugged, which was difficult when you are flattened against the ground.

"Oh, you know. Scoping out the battle ground." I gave a crooked grin. Smoke bombs were my specialty. I had meant to sneak in and plant a few in there. But, now I had to get away. I formulated an escape plan in my head.

"I should bash your face in!"

"Go ahead. Try." I was obviously getting on here nerves. My plan was to make her fight me then get away. I can run like a gazelle.

Clarisse gritted her teeth. "Alright, punk. You wanna fight? Lets fight." She grabbed me and pushed me in to her side kicks. They formed a ring around us. Oops. I was starting to think I had made a very bad, rash, decision. I was about to get pulverized.

Clarisse swung. I dunked her first punch and rolled to the side and tried to run, but the other girls pushed me back. By now, we were attracting a crown. I heard them muttering,

"Wow, that new girl's brave."

"Or just plain stupid."

Where was Chiron? He could help. I already felt the cut draining my energy. I was starting to regret my decision.

I looked at Clarisse. My ADHD brain was noticing every detail. Clarisse was strong, but slow. If I attacked, then she couldn't dodge if I aimed well...

I ran towards her, I kicked her right in the midriff. She fell over, groaning. Everyone in the crowd was shouting now. I went over to where Clarisse was on the ground, and punched her in the face, an uppercut. She drew her spear, which was sparking. Was it.. electric?

The crowd went silent.

"Clarisse!" someone yelled I turned and I saw a guy with blond hair, like mine, and blue eyes. He looked about 15, and about 5'6". He broke the circle and stood, glaring at me. "What!" he shouted at me, "are you doing out of the infirmary?!" His gaze was threating. I shrugged, looking at my shoes.

"I got bored.." I muttered.

"Hey, Will, what's going on?" I turned and and saw Percy and Annabeth running up from the beach.

"She!" the guy named Will shouted, pointing at me. "decided to go wondering off from the infirmary! I go in, with something to help that griffin cut on her head, but all I see are empty sheets! And now Clarisse, has decided to go commando on her! My patient is not fighting you and your pathetic electric spear!"

Clarisse looked like she'd been punched, which of, she had.

"That pathetic runt punched me in the face! She deserves it!"

Percy started laughing.

"She... she actually.. she actually punched you ..." he doubled over, laughing. Soon, the entire camp was laughing except Annabeth, Will, Clarisse, and me. I stood there, awkwardly picking at the bandage that wrapped around my face. Chiron came over, in centaur form. He stood over everyone else. He studied the scene, and seemed to understand what was going on. He studied me, then asked Will,

'How is she?" I guessed that he was talking about me, because Will glared at me and said,

"Well, she WAS getting better, but after this little excursion... well, she'll need rest. I can sense that the poison from the wound is worsening. I have a little potion waiting for her." He grimaced, then turned to me. "Well, c'mon. You have to go back to the infirmary." I sighed and followed him.

"Soooo, who are you, exactly?" I asked, trying to break the ice.

"This is Will Solace. Son of Apollo, healer. " Chiron said. "He's been looking after you for the past 2 days. I looked behind me and saw Chiron, Annabeth and Percy following me.

"Wait, 2 days?"

"Yea, you passed out yesterday. You need rest. You shouldn't be walking around."

"Party pooper." I muttered under my breath. I fell back next to Percy and Annabeth. Percy smiled at me.

"So, why did you go out of the infirmary even if you feel good?"

"I got bored. ADHD. And I'm fine!" I winced and stumbled, but pretend to be fine. Unfortunately, everyone saw.

"What really happened with Clarisse?" Percy asked. I explained what happened, and he cracked up all over again. I didn't get what was so funny.

"Clarisse usually picks on all the new kids. She has for years. No one has actually fought her and survived with no broken bones. She's the bully of camp." Annabeth explained. I smiled. I guess I saw what was so funny.

When we entered the infirmary, Will forced me onto one of the beds and gave me a potion that looked like vomit.

"Do I HAVE to drink this?" I whined. Will rolled his eyes.

"Yes, you do, or you'll die, slowly and painfully." I gulped, and drank the potion. It tasted awful, like rotten eggs.

"Really, Will." Annabeth frowned at him. "You didn't have to scare her.

He grinned. "I had a feeling that was only way to get her to drink it." She sighed. He turned to me. "You'll have to stay in bed for the next few days. That wound is pretty bad.

I groaned. "Three days? I'll die of boredom!"

Will rolled his eyes."I'm sure you'll survive. Now sleep, before I get Piper to charmspeak you." I didn't know what that meant, but it didn't sound good. I fell back on the covers and fell asleep.

The next three days were boring. Some of the other demigods dropped in to introduce themselves. Conner and Travis Stool were particularity interested in the whipped cream prank. They roared with laughter. Some other came by. Lou Ellen, Katie Gardner, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez (Who also liked the whipped cream prank), but after the first day people stopped checking in. Percy came once or twice, and Annabeth explained more about demigods, but on the third day, I was bored to death. Then, I saw someone walk in.

He was about my age, 13 or 14, with pale olive skin and jet black hair. He was dressed in all black. He looked around, spotted me, and came over, and sat down.

"Hello." he muttered. "Will made me come over and talk. He said you were giving him migraines because you keep complaining about being bored."

"But I am bored! There's nothing to do!" He gave a small smile.

"Have you counted all the tiles on the ceiling yet?"

"Yes! Three times! And on the wall, and the floor!"

" I see what he meant. You are seriously ADHD. By the way, I'm Nico di Angelo. Son of Hades." I pouted.

"But I'm bored! Please tell me, son of Hades, is it possible to die of boredom?" He thought about it for a minute.

"I don't think so." He said .

"I'm fine! Will's just being stubborn. I want to get out of here!"

Nico looked at me. "You weren't fine 4 days ago. I can sense when people's life aura is fading. When you came to camp the other day, your life aura almost faded. You would have died."

I let that sink in. It didn't help my boredom.

"That was then. This is now." Then, Annabeth walked in.

"Come on, Emily. Will told me to get you out of here. He says you're fine." I leaped out of bed.

"Yippee!" Then I turned to Annabeth. "Wait, what now?" Annabeth smiled.

"Follow me." I followed out the door, grabbing my hat. I turned back to Nico.

"Nice talking to ya." Before I ran to catch up to Annabeth.

We walked around the camp. Annabeth showed me the stables, the woods, the strawberry fields, before heading over to the cabins.

"To determine who your parent is, We have developed a program, to help narrow down the options." I nodded. Annabeth explained that some of the parents passed down traits. All Apollo kids were good at archery, all Demeter kids were good with plants, etc. If you weren't good at one of the traits the gods passed down, then it ruled out that cabin. "It usually takes a few days, not counting when you were in the infirmary." She said, before I could ask. "Until then, you'll stay in the Hermes Cabin." We cam to Cabin 10. A girl, maybe 16, was standing out side. We walked over. I looked inside, and gagged.

It was way too neat. And too pink. And a lot was wrong with it. Annabeth turned to me. "Piper, meet Emily. She's who I was telling you about." Piper nodded and smiled at me.

"So you're the one who Will warned me about. You remind me of Leo. Way too ADHD, even for a demigod."

"You're the one Will warned me about. He said that you would charmspeak me to sleep. And this is Aphrodite Cabin, right? Cause, no offense, but it looks like a Barbie barfed on it." Piper laughed.

"None taken! And charmspeaking is a Aphrodite power. It means I can tell you to do something, and you would do it. That's the simple explanation." Then another girl walked out. She was a tall, Asian girl, and looked like Barbie's spawn. She looked me up and down, and sneered.

"Ugh, did you dress yourself in the dark? Or did you take fashion advise from the Dumpster Queen? And your hair! Eww, It makes you look like a boy" I looked at my tattered T-shirt that read,

"I'd rather be sleeping." and my basket ball shorts. I tugged at my blond hair, cut a couple inches past my cin, and cut so it drooped in front of my left eye. I liked it. I didn't see what was wrong with me dressing like a boy. But still, her insults made me mad. Piper started to say something, but I cut her off.

"I got this." I stepped closer, She was a couple inches taller than me. "So, you like make up?" She blinked

"Uh, yea. Who wouldn't."

"What me to give you something that you can't cover up with makeup?" She looked at me, confused, but Annabeth caught on.

"Emily, don't." I sighed, and turned back. I heard Piper chastising her.

We went over to Cabin 7. It was glowing gold. I looked inside.

"Apollo's Cabin." Inside were a bunch of boys, listening to music, playing with bows.

As we walked away, I asked.

"What happened to all the girls?"

"There aren't any. We haven't had a daughter of Apollo in decades.

We went to the big house. Sitting on the porch was a dumpy looking man in a loud Hawaiian shirt and bermuda shorts.

"Mr. D?"

He sighed and looked up

"What, Annie Bell?" Annabeth just rolled her eyes.

"This is Emily Johnson. She arrived her last Wednesday."

"Oh joy. Another one miserable brat." I looked at Annabeth.

"Is he Dionysus? The wine dude?"

"If you call me that again, Emma Jorgenson, I will turn you into a dolphin."

And on that happy note, I went to dinner.

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I spent the next few days training and trying to find out who my parent was. I found out that I could fight with a sword pretty well, but I was best with a bow and daggers. I could fight, and could steal. I was also smart. The senior consolers couldn't who my parent was. But I was excited about capture the flag.

It was Poseidon, Athena, Apollo, Hephaestus, Demeter and a few others on blue against Hermes, Aphrodite, Dionysus, Ares and everyone else on red. I was in border patrol. I stood there for what seemed like forever. It was just me and the water. Then, Percy Jackson leaped out of the trees. He looked at me sympathetically, like he didn't want to attack. I raised my sword, and let Percy charge me.

It was stupid, I know. Percy was the best at sword fighting in the camp. I didn't stand a chance. But, I parried his first strike. He looked surprised. I swung clumsily; the sword felt like it weighed 100 pounds. He dodged. I wished I had a some daggers. He tried to step around me, but I blocked him. He was wearing armor. I had taken one look at the stuff they offered me and refused. I kept him occupied, but I was tiering. Then, I heard shouts. I turned, and saw Conner Stoll carrying the flag, and crossed the boundary. Everyone on red team started cheering.

As we walked back to the dining area I over heard Annabeth and Percy talking, well Percy talking and Annabeth shouting.

"Why didn't you do what I told you? You were supposed to go around the right flank!"

"Emily distracted me! I couldn't get around her! She's actually pretty good! She was too fast!"

"How could she! She was wearing armor!"

"No, she wasn't. I guess she didn't like the stuff."I smiled as they continued arguing.

At the campfire, Chiron made announcements. Some of the campers who were on my team gave me the thumbs up. Then, everyone around me gasped. I looked around, then looked up. Floating above my head was a harp-no, a lyre, glowing gold. Chiron and the other campers knelt.

"Hail Emily Johnson," Chiron was saying, "daughter of Apollo."

A/N-I hope you liked this chapter. The shirt she is wearing was not random, it is the shirt I am wearing. If you haven't realized it all ready, Emily Johnson's character is based on yours truly, although many things are different.

I won't be able to publish next week. I will be up north w/o computer available. See ya!