So its been a long time since i updated (almost 10-11 months i think :P) I get bored of stuff quite quickly and hence, i kinda ended up putting the story on hiatus, it WILL be completed tho, i've got a ton of ideas in my head, and i'm definitely gonna get em all down in this story. Neway, i'll try to be more faithful to writing, but i'll probably update only occasionally, so if u read it, and like it, review, cuz truthfully, reviews are the motivation i need to keep writing. If u find something i made a mistake in, or generally doesn't fit, please be sure to mention it, and i'll do my best to correct the mistake or change the story to make it all work.

Its kinda a small chapter, but i like to end my chapters in a way that i can really start off the next chapter strongly, so bear with me :P

Chapter 10:-

The archery class was okay, at least I managed to hit the target. Victorie was having a much better time, her aim was a lot better, but she still didn't hit the bulls eye till one of the Athena campers called out "I bet I can hit the Bull's eye 5 times before anyone else can." Twang, twang, twang, twang, twang. Before he could raise his own bow, Victories arrows were already protruding from the center of her target. I guess being the daughter of victory did have its perks.

The highlight of dinner was when Mr. D came back. We had just started eating when Mr. D suddenly shimmered into existence in his seat next to Chiron. He snapped his fingers impatiently and all the satyrs and nymphs ran over to bring him a plate of food. The full camp was watching him.

"Mr. D, I trust everything is ok?" Chiron asked him after a pregnant pause which Mr. D seemed completely oblivious to.

"Yes, yes, we've decided to reserve judgment on the girl. She does not seem so dangerous." he said lazily. The Athena cabin cheered, I guess since they had spent the day together, she was bound to have made friends there. Then Mr. D whispered something in a low voice to Chiron. I couldn't hear what he said, due to all the commotion, but Chiron looked a little uneasy as he nodded.

Percy was back to normal, more or less, especially after I told him about Lucius being able to tell me exactly how to move and strike while I was fighting.

"Hmm...well you seemed to pick up on it pretty quick. We'll spar again tomorrow. You're gonna need it, I bet. The way you're tossing and turning at night. Its like some one's trying to send you on a quest. What do you dream about anyway?"

"Uh...a lot of random stuff, actually, I can barely make sense of it."

"Well dreams are always hard to understand. We're half-bloods, it always is, but don't hesitate to ask me, or Chiron or Rachel if you need to."

"I don't think it means much."

"Well suit yourself, but dreams always have a strange way of meaning something."

My dream that night was just as strange as yesterday. I was walking up a mountain, and suddenly I was in an open field, staring at the remains of a war, bodies strewn all over. I was at an airport, and then the scene changed to one with a shining figure in front of me. Before I could see who it is, the dream changed again. I was staring at a figure huddled at the end of a cell. Was this the same woman I had seen yesterday? I didn't know, the pale light that streamed from the windows only illuminated her chin and the black hair that tumbled down across her shoulders. I stepped forward, and the entire vision turned black.

"Save her" a voice called out from the blackness, it was strangely generic, I couldn't tell much other than it was male.

"What?"

"Save her"

And then my dream faded, and I fell into a deep sleep.

The days passed quickly, and everyday I spared with Percy and sometimes with other campers. Usually the Ares or Athena cabins. I was starting to rely on Lucius' hints less each day, but he was still dead helpful. I started pulling him out just to ask about the things he used to do with Achilles and he became marginally better mannered (though he couldn't resist a good insult once in a while). He also started helping me during my fights, creating openings, making the opponents angry, and therefore easier for me to take advantage of.

"Ha ha, you fight like a pig." he cackled at Richard, an Ares camper. "Its amazing you learned to stand on two feet."

"Arrrgh." Richard yelled as he rushed forward swinging wildly. Every time I dodged his ever increasing wild swings Lucius would give him helpful tip after another.

"Oh that was a close one! I thought you might have been part sloth. But I guess you're a little faster than that aren't ya, piggy?"

By now, Richards strikes were all over the place, he stabbed, lunged and slashed wildly, all of which I easily parried.

"Ok, now when he swings next -" Lucius told me in my mind.

"Ya, I know, look for the opening, and take it"

"There's hope for you yet"

This time, when Richard raised to slash me, I saw the openings. A slight over extension of his back swing, the feet at an odd position. None of these things, he would have done if he wasn't angry. I leaped forward as he prepared to strike and slammed into his chest with my empty palm. He staggered back, trying to regain his balance, but couldn't and fell onto the floor.

There was a round applause from the other campers who had come to watch the fight, which clashed with the sour faces of the Ares cabin.

I walked over to where Richard was sitting up, shaking his head and held out my hand.

"I'll get you one day," he said with a smile taking my hand. "I'm the son of Ares after all, I gotta avenge this loss."

"Now did you see that?" Percy asked the assembled campers. "Did everyone notice how his form and stance deteriorated as he gave into emotion? These are the things you have to watch out for. Don't let anything cloud your judgment."

I was slowly getting to know everyone in camp. I heard stories of the Titan war, and it amazed me to see these people act so...normal. They had faced so much, and yet they still acted like it was nothing. Not one person bragged (well except maybe for the Stoll brothers, somehow they always made it seem like they single handily defeated a major part of the titan army.), they just stated what happened.

Then one day, at the campfire, while I was talking to Chris, Glen and the other guys, watching as the rest of camp sang, laughed and generally had fun, there was a bright green glow that lit up the sky, and Rachel, complete with glowing green eyes, stumbled into the crowd.

"The goddess of victory must be saved" she stammered. "The world is unraveling, she must be found."

"What-, Rachel, wait" Annabeth ran over and caught Rachel as she fell.

"You must find her. Blood calls to blood." Rachel said, turning to look directly at Victorie. And then she closed her eyes.

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