I know... This is supposed to be on Hiatus, but I couldn't resist. -/- Also, if I don't get any reviews I will be depressed all day.

So, if I still have any reviewers,

Should I republish an edited version of Just Another Demigod? This copy will fit this story better... And the first one is horrible... Don't dissagree. Here we goez:

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I found out that my dad was the infamous god of war, and that his children (my siblings) were the terrors of the camp. Drew gave me the cold shoulder, nothing new there, and Bradley seemed scared of me for the rest of the walk. After several days of this, we caught sight of Mannhattan. Bradley smiled.

"Almost there, guys." He took out a large, golden coin and chucked it in the street. He said something that I couldn't catch, and suddenly a worn-down taxi came speeding from nowhere. It screeched to a stop right in front of us. Drew and I looked each other in the eye for the first time, and we silently agreed. This taxi ride would be the scariest thing ever. Bradley climbed in first, and I second, and Drew after me.

Thirty minutes and two doggie-bags later, (I don't think you need any more details) we lurched to a stop in front of a tall, steep hill. The grass seemed to be almost golden in the soft dusk light as we scaled the hill. I saw a sign with a huge, ripe strawberry on it. I didn't read the sign, but I was so hungry that I felt like eating the sign itself.

I could even SMELL the fake strawberry. It was so sweet, almost real! I kept inhaling deeply, wanting to capture the scent in my nostrils forever. Drew pushed me.

"Stop doing that! It's weird!" He whined, and I ignored him. Bradley skipped up the hill like a goat, and Drew and I huffed behind him.

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Sorry, I'm too tired to write any more. REVIEW!