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This chapter is mainly about the weapon art class. I've mentioned it, but never showed it before, so here it is! I'm not really good at fight scenes. I hope you can get what i'm writing and are able to visualize the fight scenes i described.

Also, lately, i'm really busy, and am having trouble to cope with studies, church and cca at the same time. I may suffer from a mental breakdown soon if i can't control my time...anyway, please, if i don;t update fast, don't hurry me. I really have to adjust to my current life...

Emmanualjackson(I think that's your pen name. Sorry, really tired.), i already pmed you about your views and criticism on the annabeth and thalia, but in case you haven't read it, Thalia is only weak around those who she trusts, mainly Nico and Percy. She's still strong on the outside with others. Annabeth is still growing, but she will have a stronger personality after an upcoming time skip.

Anyway, PLs R&R! THanks for the reviews!

Percy's POV

"Huff, huff…" Annabeth panted, holding her dagger ready in front of her as she faced her opponent, a fellow pupil named Richard. Richard himself was panting, holding his sword and shield ready. They had been sparring for the past ten minutes. I smiled as I saw Annabeth block a swipe from Richard with her dagger and retaliating by attempting to kick his stomach. Richard saw it coming, though, and broke distance before the kick could reach him.

I was sitting at the topmost bench, observing the match. Both of them were average. The only difference was that Richard had two months more experience than Annabeth. Yet, Annabeth is holding her ground well.

Annabeth stood in ready stance, carefully observing Richard with her gray, intelligent eyes, looking for his weak spots and planning her attacks. It's a wonder how she could be so timid with others when she can be so damn calm when fighting with weapons that could kill.

Annabeth only joined the club a few weeks ago, but she was already on the same level as an average person who has one year of experience. She had rapidly grown over the past few weeks. It was amazing to see her train and improve so much. It was also a little understandable as Thalia herself trained Annabeth.

I could see Annabeth tensing her leg muscles. She suddenly sprang forward, stabbing her dagger at Richard, who brought his shield up to block it. It momentarily blocked his sight, though, and he didn't see that Annabeth had immediately begun to move after her stab, dropping down to the ground and swinging her leg across his feet, making him lose his footing and fall on his back to the ground, sword and shield dropped due to his surprise. Annabeth then quickly placed a knee on his chest and held the knife at his throat.

Annabeth had won.

The other members who were watching applauded for her at her calculative moves. It wasn't very hard to predict, but at their level, it was already quite good.

Annabeth got up and held out her hand towards Richard, who smiled at her and took her hand. She pulled him up and they shook hands.

"You're really a natural. You would make a great fighter in the future," Richard complimented her. She blushed a little and nodded her head.

"Thank you. You're not too bad yourself." She complimented back. As I said, it's a surprise how confident she could become during training. It's like she becomes a whole different person when she spars. Richard thanked her for the compliment.

"Next, I would like to see Thalia spar with Brendon." Mr Brunner announced. The room suddenly grew quiet as Thalia got up from her seat at the benches by the sides and walked onto the sparring area. Her footsteps echoed throughout the hall.

It was a surprise that Mr Brunner actually got her to go and spar. Having masters to spar was a very rare occurrence. And when they did spar, no one was ever allowed to watch them. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what exactly was Mr Brunner trying to do.

I forgot to mention that our club has our own hall. We have benches at the sides for audience, and since we mostly had no rules other than to win, there weren't really any boundaries. The only out of bounds places were the audience benches and outside the hall.

I could see Brendon shaking slightly as he walked slowly into the area, his hand gripping his spear tightly, so tightly that I could see his knuckles going white. The atmosphere had turned into one with anticipation. I smirked, and felt a little pity for Brendon. Brendon was one of the top five spear uses in the club, but to fight Thalia, you have to be at least a master. At least. Even the master for spear-users usually lost to her. Not that they knew that, of course. As I said, we sparred privately. The reasons being that our techniques are extremely skillful and dangerous, and if the not-so-skilled people watched it and wanted to try it, they may end up severely injuring themselves.

Thalia drew her two curved, sharp hunting knifes, the points pointing towards her, and stood there with a small smile. I could tell she was quite happy to show off her skills here.

"Psst, Percy," I heard someone whisper. I turned to see Annabeth looking at me. When the hell had she arrived beside me? I guess I was thinking too much about the match I hadn't noticed her walking up here. "Thalia has been training me, but I've never seen her spar before. Is she very good?" I almost burst out laughing at that question. Was she very good? No, she wasn't very good, she was extremely, tremendously good.

"Watch." I simply said, pointing at the sparring area. She merely pouted but turned towards the two. I could see the eagerness in her eyes, as well as everyone else's. I smiled slightly as I imagined the reactions they would have later on. It would be entertaining, that's for sure.

"Ready," Mr Brunner called. Brendon took a deep breath, steeling his nerves. His body's shaking lessened considerably. I was a little impressed by that- it's difficult to calm your nerves when you are facing someone so much stronger, practically a legend. Thalia had won the best knifer in the whole world in the last Weaponry World Championships.

"Go." He announced. Immediately, Brendon sprang forward, thrusting his spear at Thalia. Thalia merely side-stepped and rushed forward swiftly, slashing at him so fast that most of the people there only noticed she had slashed when Brendon blocked it with the Pole of the spear to block the knife before pushing her knife back and retaliating by bring down his spear on her, which she dodged.

They went like this for a few minutes, attacking, dodging and blocking. I could tell Thalia was just playing, though. Still, Brendon was already quite good to have survived this long even with her "just playing".

But not good enough.

I sighed as I saw Thalia shift her stance. She shifted so slightly, I bet only the masters of the other weapons noticed it.

Some who notice it may think that it probably is of no importance. Well, they're greatly mistaken. Her going into that stance, even with the slightest shift, meant that she was deciding to end it.

Once again, Brendon thrust his spear point at her. Like the previous times he did that, Thalia dodged to the right. This time, though, she didn't just wait for him to recover or swipe at him.

She used her left hand to force the pole of the spear to the right, causing Brendon to lose some control of his spear. While he was distracted, she quickly took a step forward, knife still connected with the pole of the spear and traveling extremely close to Brendon's hand, before raising her left hand and elbowing his right in the face. Brendon, not expecting that kind of move, didn't try to dodge her elbow at all, and was hit with the full force. Blood trickled down from his nose as he staggered back, trying to recover. Thalia was relentless, though, and did a roundhouse kick at him from the left. He managed to partially block the kick from his face.

Nevertheless, the force in the kick sent him flying. His hands lost their grip on the spear as he flew, rendering him weaponless.

"Halt." Mr Brunner's calm voice rang across the silent hall. No one talked. The sudden display of speed, strength and tactic had stunned them. Thalia was grinning happily away as she sheathed her knifes and went over to help Brendon up.

"You're quite good. Don't beat yourself up over this loss," She said in a comforting tone when she saw that Brendon had a downcast look on his face. "If it makes you feel any better, not even the master of your weapon can beat me. Very few people can actually give me a challenge. In this school, only three can actually beat me." Brendon looked at her in disbelief, but smiled in the end. They shook hands before going back to their seats.

"Gods, Thalia, you totally owned one of the top five spear users in our school, and probably one of the top fifty in the world! You're amazing!" Annabeth exclaimed in amazement as Thalia came and sat beside her. Thalia smiled gratefully at her praise.

"Well, considering that I'm the top knife-user in the World, I have to live up to my name." Thalia said with a slightly flustered smile. I know why. Even with such an amazing display, many of the others were staring at her secretly in jealousy, envy and admiration. But, there was fear. Not everybody had forgotten what she once was. At that time, three years ago, she had beat up one of the baton users badly, and anything that happens with a member of the weapon art class would be notified to them. They had feared her ever since, as the baton member had been third best in school at that time. He had already graduated though. You can probably guess his age when he was beaten up by a twelve-year old girl.

Annabeth, not knowing previously that Thalia was top in the world for knife-users, merely stared in open admiration and shock, causing Thalia to smile sheepishly and shift awkwardly in her seat. I chuckled at her. Despite her usual cool demeanor, she really didn't know how to handle open admiration and sometimes, even normal praises.

"Hey, I saw your match," Nico's voice said from my right, causing Thalia and Annabeth to jump in surprise. I smiled and shook my head. Look's like Nico is still living up to his reputation, appearing out of nowhere. I had already sensed him, but I guess Thalia was too busy feeling embarrassed that she didn't notice him walking to where we were. " It was mean of you to bully him like that." Thalia scoffed at that.

"Whatever. Hey, lets spar later after lunch at Percy's, okay? Is that fine with you, Percy?" Thalia asked the both of us. We nodded in agreement.

"You have a sparring room? I wonder why I never spotted it…" Annabeth said as she looked at me questioningly. I smiled and rubbed the back of my neck.

"The room is only accessible through Thalia's, the guest room and mine. Since you've never really explored in any of the, you probably don't know. The reason why we did that arrangement is…well, you'll know later." I said. She frowned, not really happy about my answer, but accepting it nonetheless.

"Next, Percy and Veigar, please get onto the sparring area." Mr Brunner. I looked up in surprise. What's so special today, to make two masters go up? Usually, we just stood at the side and watched, picking out mistakes from the lower levels of our weapons and teaching them. We had never gone up to spar in front of our students. Heck, even if we did, the only time we would actually spar seriously is when we are sparring with each other. I highly doubt that Mr Brunner would set that, though. If the others saw how good we are, they may actually feel so small they would want to quit. That's certainly not what Mr Brunner was trying to achieve.

I frowned as I unsheathed Riptide from it's sheath (I'm making it have a sheath, since this is a non-gods story and usually in normal things like this, swords don't appear once we uncap pens.) and slowly walked down to the area. I knew Veigar was second best in staff-users. One assumption I have is this- Mr Brunner had probably seen that the other club members are slacking off as they think they are too good, having never sparred with the masters before. Therefore, he wanted us to showcase a little of our strengths to humble them.

I sighed almost inaudibly when I heard Thalia and Nico simultaneously saying "Veigar is soooo dead." And walked, Riptide in hand, into the sparring area.