Hello, people of Earth! Welcome to the second chapter of Archer of the Sun! Oh, and by the way, I'm a little mad since my test, awful, oneshot story has more views than this does! People, what is wrong with my story? Please review. It would make me feel THIIISS HAPPY!

Disclaimer: If I were Rick Riordan, would I be writing Fanfiction and lying about my identity? Hint: the answer is NO. I also don't own Clovis' sleep talking. SparxFlames does.

Chapter Two: Back to Eleven Years Old

Ariana POV

Previously:

"Thank you, Miss Optimistic." said Lou Ellen sarcastically. "Now we have even more things to worry about."

Butch, now with a suspicious look on his face, leaned forward and asked, " What do you mean, more? I thought we didn't have anything to worry about for a while after the war?"

Lou Ellen looked nervous, like she had made a mistake and said something she shouldn't have. Maybe, in fact, she had.

After a long pause, I finally asked, "Well, spit it! Is there something wrong at the Hecate cabin?"

Lou Ellen turned, gave me a look, and said, "Nothing important. Just a few minor repairs to make on the roof at cabin twenty."

I nodded, still not convinced. After that, Miranda proceeded to lecture everone on why Camp needed a compost bin, until Chiron told her that camp already had one. Miranda looked a little sulky after that, probably because she didn't know about the compost pile or whatever. Then Mr. D. started looking for a sucker to rob in pinochle, until he was interupped by loud chanting from Clovis, who was sleeping. It was pretty funny. The chant went, "Hum, pocky, pocky, pocky, DEAD PIÑATA! DEAD PIÑATA!"

At first, we were all a bit disturbed. Then we cracked up again, since the Stoll brothers had taken the Cheez Whiz and squirted it in Clovis' mouth, waking him up mid-DEAD PINATA! Chiron then dismissed the meeting, saying that enough was enough.

I walked back to the cabin still giggling. I opened the door, still wearing a grin. Everyone was out, so I decided to head to the archery range. I grabbed Ápsogos, spun it around on my finger, tossed my quiver necklace over my shoulder, and ran out to the forest, still missing the animals.

When I finally arrived, I saw the two new campers, Sally and Aidan, arguing over who was better at archery. It took me a long time to make them stop fighting, then I had to take care of a crisis in the Mess Hall, and after that it was campfire and bed.

I crashed into the covers, feeling drained. Today had been a long day, and I was thinking of June five years ago for-who-knows-why, when I first came to camp…

Flashback

I was in my room at home, listening to Taylor Swift's Change. For some reason, I felt like the song meant something. Like my life was going to change radically.

The feeling was bothering me, so I turned off my iPod and pushed open the door to the hallway, switching off the light as I went. I walked down the hall to my mother's room, where she was lying on the bed, still in her work clothes, which happened to be yoga pants and a tank top. Mom worked as a yoga instructor and also wrote for and online magazine, meaning that she was on her Mac for a good part of the time.

"Mom?" I asked, "Would it be alright if I called Hayley and asked if we could go to the movies or something?"

Mom looked up from her typing and raised her eyebrow. "Did you finish your homework?"

"Yes." I lied. All I had was a math worksheet, and I could do it in homeroom.

"You can go. What movie would it be?"

"Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix."

"Rating?"

"PG-13."

Mom replied, "Alright, you can go, if Hayley's parents say yes too. Take thirty dollars for tickets from my wallet. You pay for snacks and dinner."

"Yes! Thank you, Mom!" I replied, running down the stairs. I bounded up to the phone, and dialed Hayley's number. I heard the dial tone before a familiar, "Wassup?"

"Hey Hayley! I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the movies."

"Which one?"

"Harry Potter. Do the rents say yes?"

"Let me ask Dad. Hold on a minute.

I felt a small pang of jealousy as she said, "Dad". I had never known my father, and my mother refused to tell me even the smallest detail about him.

Hayley came back on the line, saying, "Dad says yes. 5:30 showing and burgers after, as usual?"

"Yup. Meet you in front of the theater in twenty minutes!"

"Okay, bye!"

"Bye!"

I hung up the phone, filling Mom in and getting my money, jacket, and watch. I didn't have a cell phone because Mom kept saying, "When you're old enough." and, "Have you seen the price of those plans?"

I pushed the thought out of my mind and left the house. I turned onto the main road and, in no time, I was at the mall. I walked inside and headed for the movie theater. Hayley was already there, and she joined me as we payed for the tickets and popcorn and strolled inside.

After the movie was over, we went over to McDonald's and ordered cheeseburgers, fries, and cola, in respect to our tradition. While we were eating, we chatted and discussed plans for the rest of the night.

"Do you want to come to my place?" I asked. Mom doesn't care if I bring friends over, as long as we don't disturb her. I think she means that in more ways than one.

"Okay. Just let me text my mom. Ooh, can you do it for me? I have ketchup on my fingers."

Hayley handed me her phone, and as soon as I took it, I had a bad feeling. I texted her mom anyways, and we headed on out.

Hayley and I were about two hundred feet away from the restaurant when I heard a low growl, like a huge dog. I questioned Hayley, "Did you hear that?"

She nodded, an uneasy look on her face. "Can we just get to your house?"

Suddenly, a huge, black, nightmarish animal ran in front of us, scaring the crap out of me. Its red, glowing, eyes darted back and forth between us before settling on me. I did the logical thing: I screamed for help.

Hayley stood petrified. She seemed to be struggling to make any sound, she squeaked, "That. Is. One. Huge. Bear.

I glanced at the thing, while backing away. "That's no bear. It's some huge dog." I replied.

Hayley shook her head before making a mistake: running away suddenly. The huge dog turned its head and bounded after her, snarling viciously. I was suddenly struck by an idea, and I ran to the wooded area by the sidewalk. Bending over, I hastily grabbed a handful of rather large rocks.

Sprinting after the dog-thing, I yelled and screamed as loud as I could. The monster snapped its head back and started approaching very slowly, maybe to scare me before I curled up in a whimpering heap. I took a deep breath and threw the first rock at the dog's head. This seemed to stun it a bit, and I threw the second one straight at its skull, harder.

This drew black, oozing, thick blood that looked and smelled exactly alike tar. The dog whined, and I started to pity it a little bit, until I saw what it had done to Hayley. She was sprawled across the ground, scratched and bleeding in almost every exposed spot there was on her body. I turned back towards the monster, throwing rocks until it finally sank down and dissolved into golden dust, which I found very strange. And why had Hayley thought it was a bear? It had obviously been a dog.

Reminded of Hayley, I faced her and ran over. She was breathing hard, and her arm seemed to be broken. I put my head down on her and listened for her pulse. Wait, since when did I know this kind of stuff? I quickly found an abandoned skateboard and hauled her up on it. I found a weeping willow branch and tied it to the wheel. I dragged Hayley all the way to my house, which took about fifteen minutes. We reached my house, and I rushed to the door, pounding on it and screaming for Mom. I heard frantic footsteps inside the house, and seconds later, my mother opened it with an anxious look on her face. "What happened? Oh…" She said as she saw my best friend. Mom immediately dashed to Hayley and, with my help, dragged her inside. We laid her on the couch. Mom and I began to care for her. I was surprised by how easily this came, but Mom either didn't notice or didn't care.

After we bandaged Hayley and put antibiotics on her cuts, Mom turned to me and said, "Tell me everything. NOW!"

I explained what happened, putting in every last detail before breaking down and crying. I was so, so confused, and sad that my best friend was injured like this. Mom wrapped her arm around me, and that's when my life changed for good.

She told me. She told me everything, from the time Apollo visited her,the reason why I couldn't have a phone, and the name of the monster that attacked Hayley and I. Mom also warned me not to talk about the hellhound unless Hayley remembered, since the Mist seemed to work on her.

Flashback ends

Next week was when I left for Camp Half-Blood. I eventually became head counselor of the Apollo cabin, and came up with the beloved rope arrows, which are basically grappling hooks disguised as arrows. The rest is history.

Suddenly, I felt cold, tiny feet running down my leg. Fifi. I knew who was behind this.

"AARON! YOU LITTLE PIECE OF-"

And that concludes this chapter! Sorry if you thought this was boring, the pace will pick up soon! Almost 1700 words… I'm so proud of myself! Poll time!

Who should go on the quest? Thalia, Malcolm, or an OC? oh, and should Ariana get with someone? Like, maybe Malcolm? Ideas?

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