NICO

I was sword fighting with Percy when Chloe walked in the arena. I saw her and she looked kinda nice. Someone had given her some other clothes because she was wearing a camp T-shirt and some dark blue jeans.
She stayed around the edge waiting for someone to to tell her what to do.
"Perc-Ow!" Percy he me on the head with the flat side of his sword."What was that for?"
"That was for not paying attention." He said grinning, He liked to tease me when he got the chance, it was a cousin thing.
Percy walked over to Chloe to help her while I rubbed my head.

CHLOE

I walked into the arena where I was supposed to go for swordfighting.
Nico and Percy were fighting eachother, Percy seemed to be winning. They were using moves I didn't even know existed, of course I didn't know anything about swordfighting till today.
I looked around the arena. There were other kids fighting each other and some were hitting a few dummy's.
I looked back at Percy and Nico. Nico was rubbing the top of his head and Percy was walking toward me.
"Welcome to sword fighting Chloe," He said when he came over."Your going to learn to fight with a sword here." He walked over to a building and motioned for me to follow."This is the armory, its where we keep all the weapons." He lifted a sword." This is a short sword,"Its probably the best sword for you because its lighter and easier to use." He handed the sword to me."Here" He said. I took it from him. It was a little heavy but I could swing it.
We went back out into the arena. "You will be fighting with Will Solace," He turned to a boy who looked like a blonde surfer."Will take it easy on her." Percy walked over to some kids that were having trouble.
I was actually pretty good at sword fighting, Will said it was because I had ADHD which helped demigods stay alive in fights, which explained why nobody could hit me in dodgeball.
After sword fighting I had to go climb the volcanoe-climbing-wall-of-doom, which I barely survived.
There was a Satyr at the bottom of the wall that caught anyone that fell. I climbed to about a quarter of the way from the top and then almost got hit by lava and one of the steps disapeared.
So there I was hanging from a rock on the side of a lava spewing wall.
Just as I felt the rock giving away I was able to find another handhold and I made it to the top.
Next was Archery which I was semi good at, I only missed the target twice.
After Archery I had to go run through the forest with a bunch of dryads.
It was like foot racing I guess, we all started at a line and ran all the way to a bunch of rocks called Zues fist (apparently it looked like a fist) and then ran back.
Nobody ever beat the Dryads, they had two thousand years of practice runnning from love sick Satyrs, but there were a whole bunch of other campers too.
One dryad walked in front of everybody. "You will race to Zues fist and back." She announced. "It is a straight line from here so as long as you stick to the path you will be fine. Now," She stood out of the way of the runners. "On your mark, get set, Go!"
I took off running, a couple campers were in front of me and all the dryads were in front of them, but I was doing pretty good.
Then I had a weird feeling, like I had felt in brooklyn when I was running. Everything got blurry, I was seeing things in slow motion, or I was seeing things really fast.
I passed the other campers and dryads, who looked at me in shock as i went by. I touched The giant pile of rocks that looked like a fist and ran back past the dryads and campers who hadn't gone twelve feet since I passed them.
I made it back to the finish line and tried to stop but i slid on some mud and flew straight into the canoe lake.
I swam up to the surface of the lake after run/sliding in, There were several campers, some Dryads (some of which were racing with me) and I could see Chiron trotting toward me.

Later I was sitting back in the big house with a towel wrapped around me. Chiron had questioned me and then went to talk with Mr. D, Not that he would get much help from Mr. Grouchy-face.
Apparently it was a big deal that I could run really fast, maybe I had another unknown relative named superman, who knows.
Finally Chiron and Mr. D exited the office.
"Am I in trouble for something?" I asked them.
"No," Said Chiron."But we may know why the harpy tried to get you to come with her."
"Cruella?" I asked then seeing the confused look on his face, corrected myself."The thing that attacked me?"
"Yes," He said." You can run extremely fast, Something that has not been seen in a child of Hermes in almost a century, I think the last one was Alan Harvey in 1908."
"What does that have to do with me?" I asked him.
"Some demigods have more of there godly parents powers then others, making them extremely powerful if trained." He said looking absently out the window. "Tho how the enemy knows your one of those demigods I do not know."
"When I went back home yesterday there was a monster waiting for me, some kind of flaming haired donkey lady." I told him.
He looked at me seriously. "An Empousa wouldn't just attack your mother and wait for you." He said. "It would go straight for you unless someone was giving it orders."
"It said it was in an army and it wanted me to come with it." I said.
He watched something out the window for a minute thinking. "Your Mother is probably alive, being used as a tool."He said. "If they are raising another army they will try and make it stronger then the last one."
"What last one?" I asked him, I hadn't heard about another army.
"There was a war last summer but we defeated them,"He said. "I am surprised they would try and fight again so soon."
I heard a horn blowing outside, the one signaling dinner.
"Go now," Said Chiron stretching his back leg. "Don't be worried by all of this, you are safe here and we will find a way to get your Mother back.
I walked out of the big house, I was dry now after the long talk so I just walked on to the place where you eat that had know roof I don't remember what it was called, dining something, and sat down with the rest of my cabin members.

That had night I had yet another dreams, what was up with all the stupid dreams?
In my dream I was sitting at my Grandparents house, my Grandpa telling one of his crazy story's.
I think I was eight here, my Mother over there talking to my Grandma, My three cousins, Morgan, Macy and Maddie, sitting on the floor next to me.
I'd heard this story about a gazillion times, but I had never gotten tired of it.
"So there he was, your great great great great GREAT great great great Grandpa that is, Standing on the top of the mast of the great british ship." My Grandpa told us. "His only weapon a dull butter knife that had a chip in the blade."
"What was his name Pa Pa?" Morgan said, tho he had heard it as many times as I had.
"Why it Cap'n Jack Sparrow of course!" He said, getting a look from Grandma.
"Jack Sparrows A Pirate in the carribean Grandpa." Said Macy, who was old enough to figure out that our great great (skip a few) great Grandpa was Not actually 'Cap'n Jack Sparrow'.
"Yes I know that Macy," Said Grandpa" Now sit down and let me tell the story." Macy sat down. "Now the crazed Lion Tamer climbed up the mast after him with one them there o'le whips they use for them lions and tried to knock the Cap'n off the mast into the stormy see! But the Cap'n was to quick for that o'le lion tamer and he jumped and did a Qua-triple diple backflip and knocked him upside the head with the butter knife and that lion tamer fell off the mast and was never seen again! And that is the end of that story. Time for bed!" He got up out of his chair and went to sit at the dining room table with my Mom, Grandma, and Uncle Ted.
My cousins walked off to bed but climbed up in Grandpas chair and sat quietly, Even at the age of eight I still liked to eavesdrop on conversations, and I was quite good at doing it too.
"Frederick you really must stop telling the children there Great Great how ever many greats Grandfather was Jack Sparrow!" Scolded my Grandma, much to my dissapointment, I had really been hoping I was actually related to Cap'n Jack Sparrow.
"Yes Yes I know" Said Grandpa who probably went through the same thing every day.
"And that your distantly related to some Egytian Pharoah and that Santa Claus gave you a lift back home two years ago!" She said probably thinking of more storys to complain about. I could hear unce Ted laughing.
"Yes I will," Said Grandpa. "But I really am Distantly related to a Pharoah, I believe his name was Ale or something like that."
"I Pharoah named Ale!" My Grandma said disbelieving. "More like you've had Ale!"
"Ah Judith," My Grandpa said chuckling. "You know I don't drink. But one day you'll see, I am related to a Pharoah named Ale!"
I don't remember what happened after that I think everyone went to bed and Uncle Ted found me upset that Jack Sparrow wasn't my relative.

I woke up around seven and walked to the dining area to get some Breakfeast, which was a couple muffins and some cereal, then walked back to cabin eleven to wait for classes to start.
While I was waiting I found the back pack I had grabbed from my house and searched through it.
There a pack of gum, my Ipod with a gazillion songs on it, the hunting knife, a flash light, a note book and pen, a few bottles of spray paint, and my Just-incase-the-unthinkable-happens kit, Which Included some first aid stuff and Duct tape. For some strange reason I also found a twelve pack of Root beer at the bottom, which was probably why it felt heavier then usual.
I looked at the Ipod's time. Just a few minutes till class started, maybe I would have some of that root beer...