Ryan headed back to the Apollo cabin - his cabin. James slowly became less feminine, and headed to the Athena cabin. Dylan stumbled to the Ares cabin, tripping a few times.

~The Next Morning~

Ryan got up groggily, but was cheerful. The rest of the cabin was still asleep however. He headed out to see the sun rising, casting an amber light onto the cabins, and James scrambling about outside.

"James, what are you doing?" Ryan inquired. James' answer was "I am trying to grab the little owlet I saved from the edge of the forest, but he keeps getting just out of my grasp," while flopping onto his stomach, where he let out a grunt upon landing, "You need help?" Ryan inquired.

"That… ugh… would be wonderful…" he replied. Ryan squatted down, and clicked his fingers, and in his other hand were some seeds. Ryan would chew on some sunflower seeds whenever he felt stressed. He held his hand low to the ground to entice the small owlet over, and come over, he did.

"It seems the little guy likes sunflower seeds…" Ryan thought out loud.

"Thanks for that info," James came over and watched the owlet eat out of Ryan's hand, "I'll need to know that if I want to feed him. Shouldn't be as hard now."

The owlet ate all of the seeds in his hand, and sorta yawned. James gently picked him up, and headed back to his cabin. "Thanks for the help today Ryan, I owe you one." James said. Ryan replied with, "Alright, James, we'll see how that goes."

By this time, everyone was starting to wake up. From near the Ares cabin, there were already sounds of sword play, and it was sounding slightly serious. Ryan was curious, so he went over, and found that there were some highly skilled women fighting Dylan. He was holding his own, but he didn't exactly seem to be winning either.

James had come back out of the Athena cabin to see what the commotion was as well, and he didn't really seem to care. "Hey, Ryan, I'm gonna go practice my archery a bit, keep an eye on Dylan." He said, and headed off to the archery range.

Ryan nodded to James as he left, and looked back to the brawl. Dylan was striking quickly, and with lots of power, but the sheer numbers of the others might be the cause for a loss. With that in mind, Ryan took up his sword from capture the flag, and charged in. He surprised two of them with his overhand swing, but they both blocked it. After that, they were in a duel, and Ryan started off with both hands on his sword. Throughout the match Ryan slowly got into only using one hand, and one of his opponents became too tired to continue. Dylan's brief bash ended pretty soon after Ryan started.

All eyes were on the two of them, and it was almost completely quiet. The two seemed pretty evenly matched, but Ryan's movements were sloppier, but they held high power and decent precision. His face held a stern expression throughout the match, and at moments, a grin. His opponent's movements got angrier and sloppier the further the match went on. As the match entered its climax, the opponent made a mistake and left herself wide open. Ryan spun his sword, holding it in the back handed style, and stopped just short of her throat. They stayed in this position for a few moments, until the opponent fell backwards, catching a breath as she sat. Ryan slowly relaxed, and looked at his sword and his opponent. He put the weapon away, and held his hand out to help his opponent up. She slapped it away, and got up herself.

"Who are you?" Her eyes scanned his face, finding none of the stern expression left from earlier. He answered with, "Name's Ryan, Ryan Estellar." She scanned his face again, then relaxed, "Hmph, we've found two warriors already, just need an archer now." As she finished speaking, Ryan blurted out loud, "My friend James is an excellent archer." She seemed shocked and asked, "Is he a child of Apollo?"

Everyone else chuckled and one guy said, "The Apollo cabin wishes they had a kid that good." She looked in his direction, then back at Ryan, "Where is he?" Before he could speak, an arrow whizzed above their heads, and towards the archery range.

Everyone headed that way to see two more mysterious females and James. All the targets had arrows in bull's eyes, and a few targets had arrows that were split. Before one of the others knocked an arrow, another one whizzed above, and split an arrow in a bull's eye. The female that had fought Ryan looked towards the two others, but both of them shook their heads. Everyone took a closer look at James, to see he was wearing a blindfold. She whispered something inaudible, and headed off. "Can we stop now? I'm getting hungry." He said. Ryan looked towards the mysterious people, to see they all had disappeared.

The entire crowd left Dylan, James, and Ryan standing there. James removed his blindfold, and looked over at the other two, "So… anything happen with you two?" He asked. Ryan replied with, "Well, I was gonna ask Dylan about that… I kinda blacked out and don't remember much… I didn't say anything because I felt like the woman would have gutted me if I said it, since that would probably make it seem like I was looking down on her."

The three were quiet for a few moments. "Is there anything you do remember?" Dylan asked, "I really don't want to explain things you already know." Ryan thought for a bit before replying "It's all very, VERY fuzzy, I remember that I was fighting her, the sense of an adrenaline rush, then I'm holding my sword backwards and she's on the ground, on her butt."

Another small moment of silence, then, "Maybe you don't remember because everything was happening so fast?" James suggested, to which Ryan shook his head. "No, that isn't it. For whatever reason, when things start picking up, my attention to detail, aka ADHD, kick into hyperdrive, allowing smaller details to be remembered. That adrenaline rush would've allowed me to remember some of the most insignificant details. For some reason, it works like that for me instead of having the details slip by more easily."