Chris was doin' fine. A red glowing thing appeared over his head, it looked like a spear in a dog's mouth.

It. Was. Awesome. When the thing got placed over his head, they gave him armor, and sent him into a big crowd in

the middle of the camp. They gave him a spear and pushed him in. When he got there, he saw a girl. She had

long,stringy red hair.

"What's up girlio!" He yelled. "What am I gonna do here?"

"Your gonna fight her!" Some kid yelled at him.

"Fight a girl, Pshaw!" This camp started sounded like a joke.

"If you knew what she can do you wouldn't be poppin' that bull crap!" Another kid yelled.

"So...this is my little brother, huh?" She sounded gruff and burly. "He better be good!" She had a spear in her

hand, and it crackled with electricity. She charged him, jabbing with that big stick.

"Hey,hey,hey!" He yelled, while dodging the that big tooth pick. "What are you fuckin' doin'!"

She yelled and slammed the spear into his chest, and he fell down in a heap.

"Agh! Whatcha' do that for?" He got up, lifting the spear up, and immediately he dropped it. Seriously, that thing

was way too heavy! She charged him again, jabbing at his chest. He dodged every hit, and jumped at least 7 feet

into the sky. He landed behind her, not sure how he did it. She came at him again, hitting him in the chest,

blowing him back a few feet. His chest was smoldering, he got up yelling.

He. Was. Pissed.

If this was his big sister, why was she treating him like this?

"Come on, little bro, prove you're really strong enough to be a son of Ares!"

He picked up his spear, and it glowed red. To everyones surprise the spear transformed into a 3 foot long sword.

"I'm gonna wreck that ugly face of yours!" He yelled, and bum rushed her.

He hack slashed and ducked, while she parried and retorted with her own attacks.

"You're pretty good," She said with gritted teeth. "You're gonna wreck me, well you gotta try harder!"

Fury rushed through Chris, and the sword changed again, into a battle ax. He hefted the ax into the air, and

brought it down on her. She kicked him in the chest and he fell. She hefted the spear into the air, and he closed

his eyes, preparing for the worse. She screamed loudly, piercing his ears. When he opened his eyes he saw the

unbelievable. From his shadow, about 4 wild dogs appeared, and latched themselves on to wherever the girl had no

armor.

"Clarisse! Don't tell me you're gonna get beat by this dude!"

She sparked with red power and charged him again. But, this time, he was ready. He yelled in anger, and grabbed

the shaft of the spear. He broke the thing in two, and kicked Clarisse in her chest, cracking her armor.

By this time the dogs disappeared, and he placed a foot on her chest.

"Hey, Clarisse. Ya' doing okay?" He grinned and held out his hand to her.

"Whatever..." She took his hand, got up, and looked at him.

"Back there, why did you call me 'little bro'?"

"'Cause you're a child of Ares, I am too. But don't think you can go opposing me!"

"Girl, I don't need to oppose you, I'm better."

"Whatever, punk. Where'd you come from anyway?"

"I came from Baltimore, Maryland. I ran away, and here I am."

"Most demigods are runaways, but not me, my family loves me!" She looked like she was the head honcho.

"Why did you attack me, if were like, siblings?"

"It's sorta like Ares' right of passage."

"I see. Well, do I become, like, head honcho or something?"

"Hell no, runt! I just gotta keep an eye on you."

"So, what do we do now?"

"Ain't it obvious? We train! And this time dad ain't gonna be watching out for you!"

"Hah! I'll still beat you!" He looked at his older sister and she smiled. He didn't know it at the time but it had been a while since Clarisse laughed.

Well, aside from turning someone into a bloody pulp.

"Whatever,runt! Let's go! And this time I'm going all out!"

"That better be a promise!"

And he charged at Clarisse.