Wassup yall! I feel better by the time I'm writing this, which is right after the last chapter! Also, if you are wondering, the type of harpe that Jason has is the sword version , not the sickle. I also made this one a lot longer, hope you enjoy!

I got a little too cocky this time.

"I accept the challenge." I said, trying to sound brave.

"Get ready to be absolutely destroyed kid." She retorted.

I had to fight, the other Ares campers made sure there was no place to run. There was no other choice, or I could try to stall them, but I could see the fire in their eyes that they wanted a fight. Like, right now. I felt anger radiate off of Erica as she lunged at me with her Kopis and I deflected the blade with ease. In the next attack, I could see that she that she put a lot of strength into her slice, so instead of trying to stop the strike, I jumped away. Erica was now frustrated that she couldn't land a hit on me and decided to keep on trying to slash and stab at me with all her force. I couldn't block her hits so I had to move out of the way, but I realised I was pushed up to the cliff wall behind me. Her last attack hit my left shoulder.

Pain flew through my veins but I ignored it and carried on. Erica kept trying to land another hit on me. My brain went into auto-pilot. I ducked, blocked and dodged without thought. After I realised that Erica was drenched in sweat and was tiredness, I decided to hit her helmet to make sure she didn't block and then cut her right arm, which made her drop her weapon. The other Ares campers stood in shock with their mouths open. I wasn't tired at all, not even one drop of sweat touched my body.

I was surprised at this. I picked up Erica's kopis and threw it into a tree and to my surprise, it stuck. "Who is so strong now, huh?"

Before I could walk away, I heard someone was run towards the flag. I saw a hint of red between the leaves of the thick forest. Before anyone could react, I saw Frank, the Hermes cabin councillor, jump out of the bushes and stick the flag into the ground next to ours. "We'll get you next time, kid." I heard Erica get up, and went back to their cabin with her posse of Ares campers before anyone could say anything, or make fun of her.

A bell rung, we went to eat dinner. Then sleep.

~~~Next Day~~~

The rumour that Erica got injured during War Games spread like wildfire. When I woke up the next day I was asked by Frank, if the rumour is true, to which I nodded. "I also heard that you didn't get tired at all during the fight with her!" To which, I nodded again. I didn't want everyone to swarm me with questions, like how did the new camper beat the Battle-Hardened Ares Elder that trained in camp for 4 years, or how I didn't get tired at all.

When the bell for breakfast rang, the whole camp stood up and ran to the mess hall, as if they just got an electric shock. We had cereal for breakfast. After everyone finished James shouted "Today is gonna be more hand-to-hand combat like yesterday, make sure you don't kill anyone!" And with that, he dispersed us. During the free time I had until training, I went back into the forest. Everything was peaceful, no shouting and no distractions.

I walked around in the woods for half an hour, thinking about the past, my house, Rome, how I never knew my true father and wondered who he was, probably the god of being a useless and boring person?

After a long session of thinking, I heard the horn for training. I ran as fast as I could, until some hairy creature charged at me, my instincts told me to roll to the right. When I faced the creature, the creature ran into a tree and made it fall over.

When I turned around, I saw a boar, but it was a lot bigger than a normal one, and stronger too. I wished to all the gods that I didn't get smashed like that tree. After the boar regained its structure, it decided to charge me again. I rolled again. And again. And again, until I decided to take my harpe out of the sheath.

I saw the boar charge at me again, but this time, I jumped on it and stabbed its neck with my whole body. After a while, I realised I was sitting on the ground, with the whole blade of my harpe was in the ground. After I stood up and pulled my harpe out of the ground, I saw the tusks of the boar on the ground where I had killed it. I didn't know why they didn't vaporise along with the rest of its body, but I accepted it as a trophy. I ran out to the forest.

I blacked out.

In a dream I saw the camp on fire, campers were on the ground, dead. No pulses. I recognized some of the campers, but I couldn't do anything to help.

A cold, dark voice started, 'This will happen to your precious camp if you don't accept my offer, I will leave you and your home alone.' That was the first time I thought, it as home. I cant go anywhere else without being attacked by monsters. I couldn't let anyone die. 'Give my weapon to me, or you and your precious campers will die, painfully, slowly. Decide quickly or I will spill my rage on your precious and useless camp. After all, its all that you have in your life.'

I tried to turn around, talk. Anything. Nothing came out of my mouth. 'Don't forget to bring it.' The cold voice finished...

~~~Next Day~~~

I woke up, gasping for air as someone sitting next to me jumped up. "Sorry." I managed to say. My eyes were still blurry. "What happened?"

"I believe you fought the Crommyonian Sow." She said. "No one has seem it for aeons. The last time it was known to be alive was when Theseus killed it."

"Must have had a fun time in Tartarus." Helena laughed with me. "So, why did I black out, I wasn't tired or anything."

"I think the Phaea was the owner of the pig in the Theseus story took a walk with her pig. You are lucky, not everyone gets to kill a great mythological creature that can kill you very easily every day. I believe that the she picked up a thick piece of wood and hit you in the back of the head. Luckily the bandit is only a pile of dust on the grass now." Helena explained.

"How did you find me?" I asked

"We couldn't wake you up so we figured you had a dream." I just nodded. "What happened? In the dream I mean." She added.

I looked out of the infirmary, at the forest that I encountered the boar at. "I need some fresh air." Helena nodded. I stood up and walked outside. Nothing was destroyed, the cabins weren't burning down. After a while, I walked back inside, sitting on the comfortable bed and I explained my dream.

Helena was a good listener. Her She listened closely and didn't get distracted . "That's it." I said, bluntly.

I could see sadness in her eyes when I mentioned the camp, in ruins. She obviously thought of camp as home. After all, she came here when she was 10 years old. I heard that her mortal family hated her because she always brought them trouble so they kicked her out and she found camp by herself.

Guys, if you are wondering how Jason knows about Tartarus etc. , James told him the myths and about the gods before the war games. Hope you liked this chapter, and I hope to see you soon! Bye!