To EponymousAnonymous-Not at all, We would never do that! Two little angels we are.

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Usually I'd never get this close to the water, seeing as Poseidon hates me, but this time it was worth it. Nate and Will had gotten the idea that if they head down to the lake and wash, it'll get rid of the dyes. Not going to work, but it was entertaining to watch.

I was sprawled out on my stomach on one of the boulders running along the edge of the lake, Not too close to the water but not far enough that I'd miss the show.

"Should we tell them?!"

I looked away from the boys and down to Aden, She was sitting on a ledge on the boulder lower down, legs dangling in the water. Her being a child of the Sea God, she was perfectly at ease in the water.

I rested my head on my hand as I turned back to the boys and was half amused and half concerned to find Nathan scrubbing viciously at his blue arm. Turning it, what would have been an angry red, an irritated purple colour. "Nah, they'll figure it out eventually". Gods, Did they actually think we'd be stupid enough to use dye that washes off? I'm offended.

Right, Now I think a bit more information about me should be in order. My name is Thora Duvessa Veton, don't blame me my mum had a thing for names with meanings, And I'm what is known as a demigod. Half human, half God. I live at a place called Camp Half Blood, it's the only place known that's safe for my kind. Here we practice things like sword fighting, canoeing, pegasus flying or, my personal favourite, Archery. We spend most of our time preparing ourselves for lives of combat. Being demi-gods, we tend to die young. We'll either be killed fighting monsters or on a quest. Those who are lucky enough to survive….well we have to live with the constant fear of knowing that we can be killed in a moments notice.

You see things here are pretty much barbaric, in my opinion. We train, we fight, we die. That's our life. Our parents tend to plot out our lives and we have no choice but to follow their will and if we die, we die. End of. Your godly parent tends to say a lot about you. Going in order the Cabins are;

Cabin One is Zeus

Cabin Two is Hera (But she is the Goddess of Marriage so she wouldn't dare cheat on Zeus and have a demigod child).

Cabin Three is Poseidon

Cabin Four is Demeter

Cabin Five is Ares

Cabin Six is Athena

Cabin Seven is Apollo

Cabin Eight is Artemis (She is a maiden Goddess though, her cabin is just there as a sign of respect and if her hunters stop by).

Cabin Nine is Hephaestus

Cabin Ten is Aphrodite

Cabin Eleven isHermes

Cabin Twelve is Dionysus

That was the original housing arrangements. Only the main twelve Olympians had a Cabin for their children and demigods who were claimed by smaller gods had to stay in the Hermes Cabin. That was before a boy called Percy Jackson told the Gods that no demigod was to be left unclaimed and that they all had a place in camp. So that's where the other cabins come in.

Cabin Thirteen is Hades

Cabin Fourteen is Iris

Cabin Fifteen is Hypnos

Cabin Sixteen is Nemesis

Cabin Seventeen is Nike

Cabin Eighteen is Hebe

Cabin Nineteen is Tyche

Cabin Twenty is Hecate

So everyone here has a Godly parent, Unless you're a satyr or something. Anyway, my Godly Parent is Zeus, Lord of the skies, God of thunder, King of the Gods and inventor of toaster Strudel. Ok, that last one was a lie, but seriously you say Child of Zeus, you get some pretty disturbing responses sometimes. Such as people bowing to you when you walk past or when you meet them. Once, Someone even offered to serve me! It's creepy and I hate it.

But the cool thing about it is you get lots of different abilities. Like, flying, controlling storms or the use of electricity and lightning, I'll tell you that has come in useful before and has also got me into trouble on numerous occasions.

Anyway, back to the here and now. The boys had finally decided that washing wasn't going to help them get the dye off. We could've told them that. They got out of the water, much to my delight, Uncle Poseidon doesn't like children of Hades or Zeus being near his domain. I guess he's lenient with me seeing as though I'm best friends with his 'favourite' daughter.

"Where they going?" I asked Aden.

She shrugged "They're going to talk to some Iris kids, Colour seems to be that Cabins speciality".

I nodded "No kidding, Their Mother's the goddess of rainbows, what else would be their speciality?" Aden opened her mouth to reply "Say something about sexual orientation and I will kick you off that rock". She shut her mouth.

Silence settled over us, I wasn't worried, we usually threatened each other and called the other names. It's how our friendship works. It was a while before I said something "So what do you think the guys will do to get us back this time?".

"No idea, but knowing their expertees it won't be something bad" She never was one to worry.

"I guess not".

Aden laughed as she pulled herself up to sit next to me. "They can never think of a decent prank to pull, We'll be fine".

"You had better be right, Aden"

"Or what?"

"Or I'll fry your arse".

Aden's fiery amber eyes widened, she never liked she didn't like more was my Father. But then again all of the big three, Hades, Zeus and Poseidon, all hate their Nieces and Nephews.

She glared at me playfully before we heard a shout come from over on the beach. We turned to find a boy waving over at us. He had longish, black hair and pale green eyes. Jackson, Son of Ares. He was a good friend but was always a little too quick to draw a sword, but what more can you expect from a child of the God of War? He was waving at us frantically and calling out to us.

"Cabin inspections!"

Well crap. I turned to look at Aden but she was already looking at me. And it was clear she was trying her very best not to laugh. I'm going to kill Apex.

My raven haired companion and I scrambled to our feet, as I shouted a quick thanks to Jackson, and we ran across the rocks to get to our Cabins. Aden was lucky her few cabinmates were kind of neat freaks. But not me, I lived with a slob. Unfortunately my only other three siblings, Thalia, Jason and Zane, were never here. Thalia was a hunter so she stayed in Cabin Eight and Jason was a praetor in New Rome. Zane, however, is on a quest on the moment with a few other campers. I don't know what the quest was for or about but I knew it was dangerous. So I was left with my only other half sibling. Vinnie Ray, but everyone called him Apex. Probably because he thought he was the most popular around here.

I walked into Cabin one and I wanted to slap him. Beds were unmade, wrappers were littered everywhere, puddles of I don't even want to know what were spilt all over the marble floor, clothes thrown every which way, weapons laying around. The thing that really got my attention was the lilac bra hanging from the lightning bolt of the statue of our father.

I growled silently as I stalked towards the lump that laid on one of the beds, covered in a blanket. "Vincent!" I shouted at it, causing it to jump up, the blanket to fall, revealing my annoying older brother. If anyone deserved to be told they looked blue, it was him. He had dark blue, spiky hair that was tousled from his sleep. His eyes were a crystal blue and they glared coldly at me as he registered the cause of his rude awakening.

"What do you want, Flora?" He asked as he sat up and stretched.

"It's Thora"

"Whatever"

I rolled my eyes at him before turning away as he stood up. Picking up a pair of trousers off the floor, I threw it at him as I started to pick up the weapons he had left scattered across the Cabin "Get dressed!"

The trousers hit Apex in the back of the head "Why should I?".

"Because we are having a cabin inspection in a minute and unless you want Chiron and any other head campers, besides me, to see you in what I'm hoping is at least some underwear, then don't listen to me"

He grunted at me, which I've come to learn as "piss off" in Apex language. Why did I get the most rude, annoying, sexist half brother in camp? Oh yeah that's right, the Gods hate me. From the corner of my eye I saw that Apex had put the trousers on, I turned to walk past him and towards the wall as I started to hang the weapons back up in their places.

Once I was satisfied with the weapons I spun round to see how Apex was getting on with cleaning but my temper flared slightly when I saw he had gone back to laying around. "I thought you said you were going to get the Cabin ready for inspection this time?".

He shrugged "I was, but something came up".

Calmly breathing out of my nose, I replied "And that was sleeping?".

He threw an arm over his eyes "Hey, now you're starting to understand me, Flora".

I sighed and started to look over the room. I was going to have to be as fast as lightning , pun intended, to get this clean on my own. Apex was so lazy! Right now, the mace that was hanging on the wall was looking pretty good. But unfortunately, and more legally, I settled with using his clothes to mop up the suspicious puddles of questionable liquid.

I didn't do too bad on cleaning the Cabin, because when Chiron and people came to check, he said we weren't the worst and had earned some good scores. Though he did raise an eyebrow at the bra hanging from our Father's statue, and I had used all of my willpower to not face palm. I knew there was something I forgot.

I walked Chiron out of Cabin One, putting on my sweetest smile as he trotted away. When I was certain he was out of sight and, more importantly, out of earshot, I stalked back into my Cabin, muttering profanities as I went. Just as I'd suspected, Apex was back in bed and snoring his head off. I narrowed my eyes at his typical behavior as a plan began to form in my head.

After a few tries, I managed to get the bra down, holding it way out in front of me, in fear I might catch something. I made my way towards Apex and carefully slipped it on him. Oh thank the Gods he was a heavy sleeper. Once it was on securely I stepped back to admire my work, Apex still sleeping like a baby. Now for the fun part.

I walked over to the weapons wall, the mace still looking pretty enticing as I picked it up and spun it round in my hands. HalfBloods aren't allowed phones, so monsters can't find us or something. So unfortunately, no one would be able to film this. But I'm sure they wouldn't forget it.

Even though I have no training with a mace, I think managed to do some pretty good damage, the bruises tend to speak for themselves.