The games of Olympus chapter 4

I own nothing but Dylan.

So the characters are:

Dylan Nelson daughter of Poseidon by me

Anthony Underwood son of Hephaestus by ZoeythePinkNinja

Eirian daughter of Aphrodite by Airihana

Ally Caviscal hunter of Artemis by .CoffeeO.O

Ignatius everglade son of Hades by whovian-halfbloods

Diana Rae daughter of Dionysus by b0rn insAne

Stella Alocia daughter of Apollo by TeamGale

Chris Lamberg son of Athena by TeamGale

Theresa Martinez daughter of Ares by AriadneJustine

Garin Maze son of Demeter by The South Side Restaurant

Marlin Rhode son of Poseidon by LittleSisArty

Shana Tourville (Pronounced Shay-nah) hunter of Artemis by I am Gwen daughter of Arcus

I need more feel free to submit.

We climbed off the train and our things were handed to us. We got minor gods, goddesses, and nature spirits to guide us around. A minor water goddess took my brother, Marlin, and I to a cabin similar to the one back at camp. Marlin opened the door and walked in. I looked just like the one at camp. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I quickly wiped them away with my sleeve. Marlin looked over to me. His piercing sea green eyes were calm and saw my pain. He walked over to me. He gave me a hug. I only stood to about his shoulders. He backed up, held my shoulders, and looked down at me.

"Don't worry you will make it back. And to tell you something Alex has a little crush on you. He told me before I left. He said not to say anything but I can't keep that from my little sister." He said making me look at him.

"I just don't know how well I am going to do. Chris is much stronger than me. He also hates me. I don't know what to do." I said trying to calm down.

"You will make it. I don't want my worst fear to come true." Marlin said pulling me into another hug.

I was confused. He didn't want me to die. That was sweet. I hugged him back finally calming down.

"Now let's unpack and get training." Marlin said releasing me.

We unpacked our small bags. Marlin even snuck an iPod out of camp to play Pandora. We danced crazily to every song that came up. I skipped most of the rap songs.

When we were done we headed to the training grounds. Once we were there I saw Shana. She was throwing knives at a target. Her deep brown eyes had the look of determination. Her chocolate brown hair kept falling in her face. She swiped it back a few times. She was about to throw a knife when she suddenly dropped to the floor.

Mostly everyone rushed to her instantly. She was out for a few minutes then woke up. I smiled at her and she returned the expression. I walked off to the archery range. I shot a few arrows never hitting the board. I got frustrated and threw the bow to the round braking it. I realized what I did and picked the bow up. I looked around to see if any one saw me break the bow. I turned back around to see Shana. I jumped back a bit.

"I know the bow isn't the easiest weapon to work with. But you didn't have to break it in half." She said with a slight smirk.

"I have anger issues so me plus a bow and arrow equals a broken bow." I smiled back to her.

"I see that." She pointed to the broken bow in my hand.

"I guess I'm not cut out to be Katniss. I could never hunt with this."

"Oh yeah I know. And I prefer my knives rather than a bow. I'm even a hunter." She said looking down with a slight blush.

She walked away. I decided to try and start a fire.

After a few attempts I finally started one. I stood proud of my little fire. I heard yelling.

"You are such an idiot! How are you even a son of Athena?" Shana yelled to Chris.

"I could crush you right now." Chris yelled back pulling out a sword.

"Hey. Calm down you two. You can go at each other in the arena. But right now calm down." A trainer yelled breaking up the fight.

Shana stormed out of the room.

Around dinner we all ate a meal of whatever. I picked half-heartedly at my salad.

After dinner I brushed my teeth and climbed into bed. As soon as my head hit my pillow, I was out like a light.

My dream was when I was in the arena. I was scouting around for something. An arrow flew past my ear. I turned to see a dark figure coming my way. I ran as fast as my dream self could. The figure was hot on my trail. I tripped on a branch and fell. The figure stood over me about to slice me in to bite sized pieces. Made purely of Dylan and other victims.

I shot up out of my bed drenched in sweat. I took a deep breath and saw it was only 4:30 am. There was no way I fall back to sleep.

I hope you liked this chapter. The spots are still open that haven't been mentioned. I need a few more girls and boys. The figure is male and I would prefer a son of Ares for his place.