I'm sorry I've been so lazy when it comes to this story. I want to thank Hibernia for the idea for this chapter. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you :).

On the way back to the Athena cabin Annabeth accidentally ran into a boy. The boy growled and Annabeth backed up taking a good look at him. He was buff and muscular. He had close cropped borderline dark brown and brown. He's eyes were dangerously dark as if they would burst into flames at any moment. His left dark eyebrow was accompanied by two piercings. Despite this seemed quite close to Kaitlin's age. The boy sneered at Annabeth.

'Look at our baby victor,' He said to Annabeth mockingly leaning forward so his face was ever-so-close to hers. 'A daughter of Athena, bah! More like the daughter of the loser god.'

'Back of Damien!' Kaitlin yelled at him but Damien didn't back off.

'Does the little baby need a bodyguard?' He mocked.

'I said BACK OFF!'

'Or what?' Damien got Annabeth in headlock and no matter who much she struggled she couldn't escape. 'This is pathetic,' He said throwing Annabeth in Kaitlin's direction before turning on he's heel and storming away. Kaitlin rushed to Annabeth's aid catching her just in time.

'You 'kay?' she asked.

'Yeah,' Annabeth sighed.

'Don't let him get to you, he's a 12-year-old jealous jerk. He just doesn't like being bested, especially by one so young.' Kaitlin comforted. Annabeth nodded.

That afternoon Annabeth was on packing the strawberry crates into the truck. As they finixhed packing the multitude of campers in the field disappeared. When Annabeth was the only camer left she started getting off the truck when a group of Ares' kids leaded by Damien approached holding a crate.

'Annabeth, sweetie, will you load this into the truck,' Damien said with mock sweetness leading to snear and laughter from the othe Ares' kids.

'Do it yourself!' Annabeth spat. She didn't need to get involved in this.

'Why? Are you scared, baby?' Damien spat back. That did it. Annabeth snatched the crate from his hands and placed it at the end of the truck.

'Further back,' Damien said. Annabeth groaned and moved toward the back of the truck and placed the crate neatly in the back row. She turned to see Damien holding the door.

'Bye, bye Annabeth,' he said spitting out her name. With a SLAM the truck door was closed Annabeth ran to the door to hear a lock. She banged on the meyal door.

'DAMIEN! UNLOCK THE DOOR YOU JERK!' She yelled through the metal. 'Hello! Hello!' She kicked at the door but only achieved a dent. The truck jerked to a started. Annabeth sunk to the ground her eyes welling up.