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*These next two chapters are a bit more serious than the last ones, but I hope you still enjoy them. They will get funnier, don't worry, but I need to build 'The Half-Blood Games' up*

"Doing okay Perce?"

Percy was back in the crazy dream world with Grover.

"I'm okay, besides the fact we're going to be playing 'The Hunger Games'."

Grover nodded. "Sorry, Perce. But hey, let's talk more about me. Okay, so I've been taken to the Sea of Monsters-"

"Where?"

"Shut up. Anyway, it's here!"

"What?" Percy asked.

"The greatest fashion accessory ever! It's the Gold-"

Suddenly a rumbling sound came out from behind Grover.

Grover jumped up. "Gotta go Percy. Get to me quickly, so you can come to the wedding! I'm at G8&^&^&^%%*78GGG()()789-^%&^6(78&*()&*()7)_."

"What the fuck?" Percy asked, but it was too late. He'd spoken it into the open air. He was awake, and the games were starting later that day.

Annabeth and Percy sat in the stands, looking at the champions, standing on the edge of the forest.

Naked.

"I didn't know Travis' dick was so small," someone muttered.

Percy looked over at Mr. Pedo D, who was looking at Percy like he'd physically abused him by not being picked.

"It has to be the Golden Fleece," Annabeth muttered. "That's what I went to look up, and it all matches. It has to be. Grover would go wild for that fashion item. It's probably why he moved into Poly's cave."

"Besides the fact he wants us to go get him," Percy pointed out.

"To watch his wedding," Annabeth countered. "At least we have coordinates."

"Yeah, that weird typo," Percy muttered.

Annabeth looked at him. "They're very easy to remember. I don't know why you're so annoyed with them."

Percy just looked away. Whatever Annabeth said, they were not easy to remember. He looked back at the forest, and then up to the television screens (so they could see the champions after they entered the forest) and then to the backpacks on the ground.

"So, those have clothes in?" Percy said.

Annabeth nodded. "Yeah… we have to get out of camp and to the Fleece."

Percy wasn't paying attention, as the games were starting.

Tantalus let off a cannon shot, which hit one of the Ares kids, killing him instantly, but the rest were off.

Conner, Travis' brother, picked up a pack, and hurtled into the forest.

Travis followed suit, but the rest was a blood bath.

The Ares kids hadn't heard the rules, and had brung their own weaponry to the game.

Within seconds, all the Aphrodite kids were dead.

One of the Athena kids on the stands threw up. Even Mr D looked sick.

They rest made their way into the forest.

Percy looked at the screen, watching as Travis put on clothes, before making his way over to a stream.

He knelt down to get some water, but just then, the Ares gang came through.

Travis was seen by one, and all seven of them pointed at him, drawing their weapons and running to him.

Travis was dead. Percy shook his head in disgust as the Ares closed in.

Travis scooped up the water, throwing it in their faces, before tackling another and running past.

Percy and everyone else were surprised. No-one had expected Travis to survive. He seemed to be more resourceful than he had originally appeared.

Nothing much happened after that, and Percy watched Conner start a fire.

"Bad move," Annabeth muttered.

Sure enough, they all saw an Apollo guy creep out of a bush, pulling back his bow, aiming at Conner.

He fired, but Conner had heard the bow draw, rolling to one side, dodging the arrow, and picking up a flaming stick.

The Apollo guy shot again, but Conner ducked it.

The Apollo guy drew his knife, but Conner kicked him, before bringing his stick down, again and again.

The cannon rung out. Apollo guy was dead.

Percy felt a bit queasy, but he held on. The game continued on, with nothing more happening, besides some kid falling down and hole and dying slowly as his leg snapped.

"Seven dead...," Annabeth muttered. "This is wrong." She shook her head, before reaching into her bag, pulling out a book.

"What's that?" Percy asked.

Annabeth looked at him grimly. "Chiron's book."

Percy took it, looking at the title. '50 Shades of Percy'.

"Erm, it is just me or-"

"Read it," Annabeth commanded.

Percy opened the first page.

Percy took off his shirt, revealing a rippling six pack, before kneeling down so he could rest his head on Annabeth's breasts-

"This is us," Percy said stupidly.

Annabeth nodded grimly. "I know."

Percy held it away. "Why is it us, Annabeth?"

Annabeth wasn't listening. She was watching the Demeter girl (Katie had gotten out by injuring herself), sit in a tree.

An Ares kid was climbing, his knife between his teeth.

The Demeter kid rolled over, and looked right at the Ares kid.

The Ares kid, raised his knife, but a branch snapped, sending him flying towards the ground. He hit it and didn't get up. The cannon blasted.

"Eight dead," Annabeth said grimly.

Percy looked back at the book as the cannon went again. He looked up to see Clarisse pushing the Demeter girl off the tree.

"Nine," Percy said.

Annabeth took the book from Percy and held it up.

"The gods banished Chiron because of this book. They said it was too 'sexually oriented' to use the polite term."

"What were the impolite terms?" Percy grinned.

Annabeth shook her head. "Time and place, Percy, time and place."

Percy opened up the book again.

"Harder Percy, harder."

Percy closed it again. "Why is about us having sex?"

Annabeth shook her head. "Chiron always was weird. And," she leant in, "apparently, people think we have something going on."

Percy laughed with the absurdity. "That's stupid."

Annabeth shrugged. "You know this camp; anything for a romance."

The games continued to drag on, until night started to settle and Tantalus told them all to get to bed.

"Wonder who'll still be alive by tomorrow," Percy wondered.

Annabeth shrugged. "Where's Tyson?"

"In the cabin. I didn't want him watching."

Annabeth looked sadly back at the forest. "I wonder who would like Chiron's book?"

Percy chuckled. "Half the female population?"

Percy was woken up, suddenly, by Annabeth shaking his shoulder.

"What?"

Annabeth grimaced. "Thirteen dead, including three Ares. Clarisse went and took out the Apollo kid."

Percy nodded. "Great…"

"But that's not it! Jake Mason is running from Clarisse."

Percy got out of bed and they ran to the screens, followed by half the camp.

They reached the screen and saw Jake Mason, hiding behind a rock, a hammer in one hand, a knife in the other. He had a nasty cut down his face, and some of his hair looked as if it had been torn off.

Clarisse came up from the brush, with armour, a sword and shield, all taken from a pack no doubt.

She stalked near to the tree, and Jake screwed his face up in concentration.

No-one was breathing now.

As Clarisse came round the corner, he jumped out, bringing his hammer down on Clarisse's face.

She brought her shield up, blocking it, and stabbing with her sword.

Jake dodged it, but was thrown away, as he lost his balance.

Clarisse brought the shield down on Jake, (on the ground), but he rolled away, and tore her shield away, bringing his hammer down on her shoulder.

They heard a crack, but Clarisse gritted her teeth, and stabbed with the sword.

Jake parried it with his knife, and tried to stab at Clarisse. She dropped her sword, grabbing Jake's knife and forcing it towards his face.

They struggled, but Jake did work in the forge all day, and was, as a result, even stronger than an Ares child.

He pushed it back at her, but she kicked at his knee cap, breaking it, Jake going down with a scream, before she brung the knife down on his face.

Jake was dead even before the additional stabs.

Percy was shaking with some weird emotion. He didn't get time to identify it before the camera flicked to Travis, who was running with all his might down the slope.

The cannon went, but he didn't stop, jumping over a stream and sliding down the back.

His shoulder was all torn up, from some sort of attack, but Percy was amazed he was still alive.

"I thought Travis would be dead ages ago," Percy muttered.

Annabeth nodded. "I know…"

Travis suddenly fell, crying in pain.

He hit the ground, and looked at his leg, where a throwing knife was buried.

The Athena kid came through, holding a spear. He stopped by Travis.

"You still alive? Thought you'd be dead ages ago Stoll. Being a Hermes and all."

"The monster approaches," Travis whined.

"Yeah, yeah, tell that to someone who gives a fuck."

He was about to bring down his spear when a black shape tackled him down the hill and out of sight. Travis, gritting his teeth in pain, ran off in the other direction.

"Do you think he's-" Annabeth started.

The cannon went. The Athena kid was dead

Annabeth started crying.

By the end of day three, only five people were left. Two Apollo, Conner, Travis, and Clarisse.

Conner was a highly skilled survivor and utterly ruthless. He only had a few cuts.

The Apollo kids were both wounded, one with a limp, the other with a busted arm.

Clarisse was unharmed, and easily the best fighter. She was pegged to win.

Travis was near death. His arm was becoming infected, and he couldn't run for long due to his leg wound. Unlike everyone else, he had no weapons. He was lying by a steam, unconscious.

He woke up, startled by the noise as the two Apollo kids came through.

They saw him. He had no escape.

He grinned, revealing a broken tooth, putting his head back, waiting for death.

Annabeth was in her cabin, crying, She couldn't take people she knew killing each other.

Percy was still watching though. He had to learn, because one day soon, he was going in. That was guaranteed.

The Apollo kids open fired on Travis, five arrows hitting him in the chest.

They came up, watching him as he struggled with his last breaths.

Suddenly, Travis sprung up, pulling out throwing knife from his leg and whipping it into one of the camper's necks.

The other dodged his wild blow, swinging his bow around. Travis ducked, tackling the guy into the water.

Travis wrapped his hands around his neck, and held him under the water, licking his lips as the Apollo kid struggled to breath.

The guy reached for an arrow, impaling it in Travis's chest. It didn't do anything, and the guy finally started to slip away.

Travis checked is pulse, before standing and removing the arrows from his chest.

He pulled the shield from under his shirt and everyone gasped as they realised what Travis had done; what he'd intended.

The cannon shots rang out and someone separated from the crowd, running to their cabin.

Katie Gardiner started crying, looking past Travis, who was now limping off into the forest.

Percy clenched his fists.

Annabeth was lying on her bed, looking at Chiron's book, which Percy was thumbing through.

"Who could review this?" Percy asked.

Annabeth shook her head. "I can't believe Travis did that."

Percy looked at her. "I think we'd all do it. Clarisse is enjoying the games. It sucks. What Travis did was self defence. He'll be dead soon though… Clarisse won't let him survive. He's too wounded. He can't even use his shoulder properly. It's only a matter of time before disease takes him."

Annabeth started shaking. "I want Chiron back."

Percy nodded. "I know… if only we had Grover here."

Annabeth looked up. "Why?"

Percy snorted. "He'd love this book."

Annabeth smiled for the first time in days. "Yes! We can get Grover!" Don't you see? He'll love the book, which will get Chiron back, and, we can get the Fleece too! It's a double win!"

Percy grinned. "How though?"

Annabeth looked down. "Give me a couple of days. I will find a way. We can save camp. From, the outside and the games. Chiron will ban them!"

Percy stood up. "Good. We have a plan."

"Where are you going?"

Percy looked out of the door. "I'm off to go check on Tyson."

He nodded at Annabeth, before walking off to his cabin.

He was just making his way across the lawns, when people started running towards the TV screen.

Percy looked in their direction.

"What's going on?" Percy asked.

The guy grinned. "La Rue found Travis. She's hunting him now."

Percy's heart missed a beat. He started sprinting towards the screen, fixing his eyes on it.

He had to learn how to survive. He knew he'd be soon, and he couldn't leave everyone behind.

He watched as Travis limped away, but Clarisse was right behind him, holding a spear in her hand, and grinning madly.

Travis was holding a broken sword in his right hand. His left shoulder was scabbing badly and pus was leaking out. Travis' face was pale.

Clarisse came up behind him, and knocked him down.

Travis hit the dirt, whimpering feebly.

Percy saw Katie, who was completely shocked. She wasn't speaking. Percy remembered that she'd been close to Travis.

Clarisse brung her foot down, but Travis rolled, getting to his feet, immediately lunging with his sword, but Clarisse blocked easily with her spear. She countered with a thrust, and Travis tried to cut her as she went past. Instead, she caught the sword on her bracer, bringing the butt of her spear around, breaking Travis' nose.

Travis was kicked in the chest, slamming into a tree and onto his knees.

"Right where you belong, Stoll!" Clarisse hissed.

She drove her spear into him, but Travis blocked it up with his wrists in a 'X', before grasping it, and breaking it in half.

Clarisse looked shocked, giving Travis time to punch her leg with his fist. No, not his fist… he still had the throwing knife, and he drove it into her leg.

She roared in pain, kicking at Travis, but he caught it, and ran forward, bringing it up, throwing Clarisse onto her back.

He ripped off her helmet and smashed it into her face.

People cheered; it was well known that people wanted Clarisse the Bloodthirsty to die.

But Clarisse blocked the next attack, and swept Travis' legs from under him.

He hit the ground, and she slammed her fist into his wounded shoulder.

He screamed so loudly they could hear it faintly in the distance.

Travis started to crawl away, grasping with his hands for a weapon he couldn't reach.

Clarisse came up slowly, bending down and reaching for Travis' neck, hauling him into the air.

Travis was nearly unconscious with the pain, tears running down his face.

Clarisse threw Travis down onto the ground, Travis landing badly on his arm and it cracked under him, making him cry out with added pain.

Clarisse scooped him up, laughing. She picked him up again, but Travis drove his fingers into one of her eyes.

She dropped him in pain, and Travis fell heavily to his knees, right on the edge of a slope.

He was so white he looked like a ghost, and he spat blood out as he got to his feet.

Or he tried to… his wounded leg gave way, sending him backwards.

Everyone held their breath as Travis went rolling down the hill, hitting rocks, and other parts, little snaps coming from his body.

He hit the edge of the slope and for a few seconds the child of Hermes flew like a son of Zeus.

Clarisse clutched her eye in agony, blood streaming between her fingers, but she managed to take Travis' ruined sword, and hold it up.

She staggered to the edge, muttering.

Travis was dead, impaled on a branch, the point having been driven right through his chest. His eyes were closed in peace, blood seeping from his ruined body.

Katie screamed and Percy reached over and dragged her away from the demigod crowd.

She collapsed in Percy's arms, and Percy looked numbly into the distance.

He saw Tantalus standing there, grinning at him.

He finally realised another name for a demigod.

Inhuman.

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