CHAPTER 4

We all walk to class, except for the Stoll brothers, because they received an excuse from Grover to get out of class.
I almost arrive at the arena, but then, I see something in the ground. I bent down, picked it up, and read it. It says "Mr. Sweeney; Hades in disguise. I thought to myself 'I cannot let anyone see this. It's too dangerous' Suddenly, I saw Mr. Sweeney come up to me. "You better not tell anyone, foolish child. The last person that found out ended up nearly dying on the battle field. Watch you back, you fool." He said. I didn't know what to do. Run? Stab him with Riptide? Instead of any of those things, I ran to the arena.

"These are your first days of the year in what I call 'Techniques and Tips'.
Tips, being the edge of your swords. Now, who can tell me what metal us greek
Demigods use for weapons?" He shoots me a look, and I shot one right back at
him. I know this one. It's Celestial Bronze.
He calls on a boy on the other end of the line. He answered, "Celestial Bronze!"
"That is quite correct!" He said. He knows that I can answer. He's trying to squeeze it out of me with easy ones.
"Now. Who can tell me the monster no one but the gods have ever defeated?" Another easy one. Now I definitely know he's trying.
The same boy raised his hand, and he called on him again.
"Well," the boy says, "He isn't technically a monster, but a titan. It's Kronos."
"Good, good. Now, we will work on our proper technique of lunging on these dummies." he said, "Mr. Jackson. Would you like to demonstrate?" he asked like he knew I couldn't.
"Gladly." I say, very arrogantly. I walked up to the dummy closest to me. I got in almost a squat, readied my sword, and thrusted it at the dummy. It shattered to pieces on the floor, and I received much applause. I just shattered a dummy not even Luke would've ever been able to shatter.
I got back in line and shot Mr. Sweeney a look. He shot one back, but his was hypnotizing to look at. Maybe it was because he was the god of death. I wonder if he was also the god of death-stares, too!
Mr. Sweeney started to call on people again, and none of them did near as much damage as mine did. But oh well!
At the end of class, I decided to spend my hour break in my cabin, so I went on and headed over.