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Emotional scene over. Next chapter:

I woke up on the floor in my bedroom. Well, you can't really call it a bedroom if it has a TV, a bathroom, and a Karaoke place, but that's the only name I had for it.

So anyway, on subject, I was on the floor, which wasn't very comfortable, so you might not want to sleep on the floor if possible [Shut up with your sarcastic comments Percy! Sorry, Percy had just said, 'Oh no! I was going to try it later!' and was being a complete idiot – as usual. I thought I told you to shut up?].

"Ow... my head," I complained, "Stupid Agrius. Stupid Luke." [PERCY! SHUT UP! Sorry about that.]

I dragged myself off the floor and onto the sofa.

My head was spinning so everything looked blurry, but I knew where everything was so I was all good.

"Curse Luke," I muttered, "And his stupid helpers. I hope they all rot in Tartarus." [Don't comment Percy.]

But before I could send them there, I would have to get out of this room. [Hey! Percy here – ow! Stop that Acacia, ow! - Acacia again. Sorry Percy was being a git, carry on].

I stumbled over to the door, with a lot of cursing in Ancient Greek and Latin and tried to open the door.

Typically, it was locked.

I started shouting curses at the door – don't comment [Especially you Fish Brains] – and my head throbbed worse then ever.

I probably shouted curses for about half an hour until I lost my voice.

I kicked at the door – giving me a very sore toe and an even worse temper - and crashed on my bed.

Now, you may be thinking [like Fish Brains over here – one second... Fish Brains thinks?] that I have anger management issues. Well, I would like to see you go through seeing your role model, slash best friend, slash one of your first friends, ordering some random dude to whack you on the head until you get a splitting headache, and knowing that the same guy who ordered the random dude to whack you on your head decided to disgrace one of your friends that had died saving you and him – and Annabeth – by poisoning her. It's not cool.

I lay down trying to get to sleep but it didn't work. I kept trying to fall asleep by rolling over or reading the most boring book – a book filled with basic multiplication – but none of my ideas worked. I was just bored to death the whole time.

The door opened and I jumped up, not expecting it to open at that time.

Luke stood in the doorway, grinning.

I started shouting curses at him and he raised an eyebrow.

"Where did you learn all those curses? You've never cursed that much before," he said. I didn't answer him, but I did think, Hanging around the gods. You should hear how much they curse. A lot. Heaps. Way too much.

"Listen Acacia, you know you have to talk to me at some point, so why don't you start talking now?" Luke said, "You have no reason to be ang-"

I cut him off.

"No reason to be angry?" I exclaimed, "No reason? How's this for a reason Luke? Maybe the fact that you poisoned Thalia's tree! The same Thalia that saved all of our sorry lives. She's the reason we're even alive right now, so you have some nerve to say I have no reason to be angry!"

"You heard what I said before, if Thalia was alive -" he started.

"If Thalia was alive. That's the only other argument you can come up with for poisoning Thalia's tree! How do you even know if Thalia would be on your side? Yes, you knew her longer than Annabeth and I did, but that doesn't mean you know her better! Have you even thought about how similar Percy and Thalia are? And I don't exactly see Percy on this boat, ready to fight for Kronos, do you?" I shouted.

"This isn't what this talk is about Acacia!" Luke snapped, "I didn't come in here to hear about your ridiculous speeches so shut up and listen."

I glared at Luke. "Don't talk to me like that!" I snapped back.

"I'll talk to you anyway I want and you can't stop me!" Luke said.

I resisted the urge to strangle or run my knife through him, then and there, and instead said coldly, "So what do you want then?"

Luke calmed down slightly.

"Are you joining?" Luke asked me.

I sat there and thought about it for a while. I could join, see if it's right or not and then ditch if I think Kronos is just being an idiot. I didn't realise things didn't really work like that.

Apparently Luke thought I was hesitating, which in a way I was.

"What have the gods done for us, Acacia? They've left some of their kids in Hermes cabin because they can't be bothered claiming them. Some of the campers have been there for more than five years and the smart ones, joined us," Luke claimed, "Look at the Western Civilization! All the poor, the war, everything we don't need, it's a disease and we need to tear it all down and let the Titan's, with our help, build it all over again completely differently."

I couldn't help but snort at the 'with our help' part of Luke's speech. I don't really think that Kronos, or any of the other Titans, would appreciate being called weak by a mortal, as they would probably put it.

I can't say I wasn't extremely tempted though.

I thought about all the horrible things the gods had done in the past. Were they really so bad that I should join an army that was out to destroy the gods?

Luke may have known that I was extremely close to joining so he pressed me again, "What good are the gods? It is only because of Prometheus – a Titan – that humanity has evolved, because he gave us the fire that the gods refused to give us themselves. If the gods had there way, we'd still be in the same position we were three millennia ago."

I closed my eyes and imagined a world without the gods and any other bad thing in the the Universe. No one dying tragically, just of old age, no one fighting, and no stealing or anything like that. And no more, 'Thalia incidents'.

"I'm in," I said, as soon as I thought of how Thalia died, "Definitely."

I hoped I wouldn't regret the choice later.

Luke smiled, "You were always smart. I knew you'd see sense."

I rolled my eyes, "You're saying Annabeth isn't smart? She'd kill you for that."

"As if," Luke said.

"Sure Luke... whatever makes you confident..." I grinned.

"Whatever," Luke said and walked out. Then he came back and said, " Start training in 10 minutes!"

"I'll be there," I nodded.

I've made the right choice, I thought, I'm 100% sure. Well... actually 99%... well... really about 50%...

You sound so sure of yourself, Chaos probably rolled his eyes.

Shut up.

You can't tell me to shut up! Chaos exclaimed.

I just did.

Kronos is twisting your mind.

Does it look like I care? I shot back.

I can't see your face.

Does it look like I care about that either? I smiled, I was just winding him up.

I just told you I can't see your face!

I rolled my eyes. How was the supposedly 'creator of the... well, everything' Chaos so stupid?

I heard that! Chaos complained.

That was the point, I retorted.

Oh...Chaos said.

Idiot.

I heard that!

That. Was. The. POINT.

You said that before.

I know. And I have to repeat it because it won't get into your thick skull.

Who says I'm human and have a skull?

Who says you're not human and don't have a skull?

Silence at last.

I made my way down to the Promenade and winced at the sight of the dummies; they all had Camp Half-Blood t-shirts on.

Some of the demigods did double-takes when they saw me because usually I wouldn't come down to the Promenade and train but I just grimaced; they were going to see me more often now.

Chris came up to me, "Hey Acacia, what are you doing here?"

"I've joined," I said reluctantly.

"Good choice," Chris grinned, "You going to practice?"

"I'll try," I muttered, "If I can..."

He frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Don't you find it hard to attack the dummies when they have Camp Half-Blood t-shirts on?" I asked him.

"No, it's not that hard," he replied after a while.

"Lucky you," I mumbled.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

"Sure."

Chris walked away and I stepped in front of a dummy.

Here goes nothing, I thought and started attacking the dummy.

To my surprise it got easier and easier if I made my thoughts drift away, but everytime I though about someone from Camp – not including the gods – my knife would start to slip away from my grip and would almost fall out of my hands.

Don't think about them, I thought, Divert your mind somehow...

How are you going to not think about them by trying not think about them? Chaos asked.

Shut it!

I must have accidently said that out loud because most of the demigods around me looked at me weirdly.

I blushed, "Sorry."

Eurgh... how was I going to survive without making a fool of myself for goodness knows how long?

You always make a fool of yourself.

Seriously, I thought, SHUT UP!

Make me.

I mentally face-palmed. This dude was an idiot.

I hear-

SHUT IT! I screamed at Chaos, You're driving me INSANE!

I took a deep breath and continued my hacking through the dummies. Soon three-quarters of the dummies were totally demolished.

I couldn't help but smile... this was actually fun. [I am not a serial killer, Percy, even if I sounded like it! That's Ares!]

You've lost it...

What was your first clue? I grinned.

I'm rolling my eyes right now... Chaos said.

Sorry for the short chapter guys! I'm running out of ideas for this story! Help would be really hepful...

Signing off! Wisegur1!