Hello! How are you? Good, I hope. I'm not. My laptop, which has an important array of word documents, such as my original story ideas, pre-chapters and other stuff like questionnaires for my profile, has gone AWOL on me. It is mental, literally. I have to take it to the laptop fixing place. Yeah... So, anyway, my other stories are suffering badly. Really badly.

Luckily for you, I hadn't written a chapter for this one. So I didn't have to redo my work, which would instantly put me off the story. But my poor Harry Potter soon-to-be fic is going to die. Poor Susan. Soooo-san. Hehe. I love CG.

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awesomegrl77: Thanks for giving me luck in my quest. D'ye wanna join?

CherryBlossom1991: Thank you very much! I love it when people love my stories. It gives me this unusual, warm, fuzzy feeling. Mum would say it's happiness, but I can't really say much on the matter.

Victorious Penguins: Yay! You like it. Don't worry, Anya won't be lonely no more... Hopefully. Hey, people, I gots an idea pertaining to this one. PM if interested :D

I am unbelievable: Oh, you shall see Jakob, although I didn't really work much on his characterisation. Sorry.

GleekPJOFreak: Your name is awesome. That Cap'n Jack bit made me laugh a bit too, but hey... its JENNA.

Im ReX: Uh, you should be happy with this chapter?

goddess of lakes: I like your character, I just don't know how to fit her into the storyline.

wrinkadinkthedemigodwitch: Don't ever change you name, wrinkadink! I love Cap'n Jack part too! So much! Wait... I just let Maggie out. Sorry. Won't happen again. Hermes cabin is freaking awesome! I LOVE FREDDIE TOO!

Daughter of King Orrin: I like RandomMadness23, but I think I'll just stick to my penname at the mo'. Thank you *little bow* I tried. What I'm doing isn't allowed, and I could get banned, so I just deleted those chapters in case one of those demon reviewers were lying in wait to pounce and kill me!

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I'd also like to mention sparky0773 and Chocomadsandirish for being some of the first to use my forum. Daughter of King Orrin, of course, was the first. Like I asked her, "Why is it that you are always the first to reply to these?" :D

Now, that's over with... Disclaimer: Don't own even the OCs.

'We need outside help,' said Anya thoughtfully to Annabeth about ten minutes after her failed attempt to get over the wall. 'Someone other than our team.'

The two exchanged looks while Percy looked on nervously. Whenever they had ideas … well, he was scared. And it didn't help that Anya could practically channel Jenna's ideas half the time. Then, without warning, Mia Jenson came running into view, bending over to catch her breath.

'Annabeth,' she panted. 'Yellow team has a white flag.'

'A truce flag?' said Anya in alarm. She turned to Annabeth. 'Why would they want to talk to us?'

'Jenna needs us,' said Annabeth triumphantly. 'Let them come over here, 'k Mia?' she told her sister.

Mia nodded, and rushed off.

'This is good,' Percy said. He grinned. 'Now we've got our own little mastermind on our team.'

'What am I?' asked Annabeth, eyebrow arched.

'Uh …'

Monsters!

'Three people of Yellow team are meeting with Red,' announced Aeril Hurks, resting on the table with their Camp Map on it. 'Saw it just before.'

'Interesting,' said Leah Jones, yawning. 'Oi, Travis, d'ye reckon we should attack them from the side while they're busy?'

'Yes,' answered Travis simply, shrugging. 'Send a group of Demeter kids in now.'

'Ok,' replied Katie Gardner. She was about to turn away to order her siblings into attack when Travis spoke up from the other side of the table.

'Hey Katie?'

'Yes, Travis?' she sighed.

'Go out with me.'

'No.'

'Damn.' Katie stalked off angrily, giving Travis the finger as she went.

'You owe me ten bucks!' crowed Jessica.

'He owes me twenty-five!' yelped Lain excitedly. She held her hands out in front of herself. 'Pay up, nimrod!'

'No,' said Travis, poking his tongue out. Aery flicked his right ear. 'Ouch! Aery, what the Hell was that for?'

'You owe me fifty,' she said, shrugging. 'Pay up, you douche.'

'This is why you shouldn't bet,' advised Vi. 'You always loose, Travis. I would've thought you'd know that by now.'

'Shut up, flower-head,' grumbled Travis, searching through his pockets for his spare wad of cash that he kept at the ready for situations like that one. He got it out and started riffling around with it. 'Ok, so what do I owe to whom?'

'Ten bucks,' chirped Jessica. She grinned as he handed her the ten. 'Thank you, twit-face!'

'Twenty-five.'

'Thirty-three dollars, fifty cents.'

'Fifty.'

Travis gave a moan after each note he handed over. 'This is shit,' he groaned. 'I loose both girl, and money, in the one day.'

'Hey, what are you all doing?' It was Connor. He glared at his brother's money wad with horrible anger. 'You owe me about a hundred, but you said you didn't have the money!'

'I didn't have the money for you, little brother,' smirked Travis. 'I did, however, have money for someone who had license to kill.'

'Who?' fumed Connor.

'Jenna,' answered Travis. 'She is one insane bitch.'

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'You know what?' announced Jenna.

'What?' Annabeth answered, eyes narrowed.

'I think my team needs me right now,' she answered. She clicked her fingers, and Diana, from across the other side of the table, said in annoyance, 'What?'

'Check in with the guys for a second,' she ordered. 'Via walkie-talkie, of course.'

'I'm not your slave, you know,' Diana hissed.

Jenna gave her a solemn look that quickly changed to a pained one. 'Right, sorry. Please, can you check in with Jakob and Zoey?'

'Yes,' agreed Diana, fiddling with the bag at her hip and extracting her walkie-talkie. She spoke into it, 'Jakob, this is Diana. What's happening over there? Over.'

'This is Jakob! We're under attack by Demeter campers, repeat, Demeter campers!' was the crackly sound that came from the walkie-talkie. Diana looked up in alarm. 'Jen,' she started, panic in her voice, 'isn't Demeter part of Green team?'

Jenna swore loudly and rapidly in Ancient Greek, swore some more in French, then let off another round of swears, this time in Chinese Mandarin, before finally ending her rant by some other words that sounded Spanish. During the rant, Annabeth had seen fit to cover five year old Felipe Rivera-Perez's (Percy's little half-brother) ears; Percy ended up covering her hands with his own.

'I have a feeling Felipe actually knows what they mean,' he whispered to Annabeth when she gave him a confused glance. She nodded understandingly.

'That conniving, backstabbing little eunuch!' Jenna yelled. 'I bloody told Matt to not attack till I we spoke again! Bloody little *[Again, the author is very sorry for any inconveniences, but she cannot be bothered to change the rating to M. If these little messages bother you, please contact her at Madi_.au. Thank you]* pancake!'

Lydia placed her own hands over Felipe's ears with a bored look. 'Really, I reckon we should put a barking collar on her,' she suggested. 'You know, the ones that zap the dog if it barks.'

'Doesn't work,' said Jenna, all of a sudden becoming calm. 'Dad tried it when I was three but the thing stopped working. We think it might have something to do with Mum's powers.'

'Your dad seriously put a dog collar on you?' Anya exclaimed.

Jenna's eyes went wide and unfocussed. She bit her lip, and swayed like a little girl promised sweets if they were good. It made her seem oddly innocent.

'Jenna?'

She started as if she'd been shocked. Her eyes got even bigger, focussed now, and she gave Anya a questioning stare while her lips formed an insane smile.

'Did your dad put a dog collar on you?' Anya repeated.

'Oh, yeah,' answered Jenna absently. 'It was annoying.'

'Right …' said Annabeth, giving her an odd glance before reasserting her attention to Percy, letting go of Felipe's head. 'Do you wanna help them fight off Demeter or–'

'Oh no, don't worry about that,' said Lydia, waving her hands around in a dismissive gesture. 'We can deal with it, right Jen?'

'Yeah,' said Jenna, smile widening. She snatched the walkie-talkie off Diana and pressed the

'Talk' button. 'Music Dude, this is Mad Hatter. Set off Plan Six-Two-Four-Four-Two. Oh, you might want to activate Operation Draw-Chiron-Away while you're at it, savvy? Over.'

There was silence for a small space in time. Then the walkie blared, 'You want us to release them? Are you serious?'

'Mr Knight, I think you'll find that my name is Jenna, not Sirius,' giggled Jenna. 'Why not release them? Just make them promise to never fight again and make sure they're on our side, savvy?'

'I savvy. So, distract Chiron, release demon kids, then fight off Katie and her brats?'

'Yep.'

'Easy. See you soon, Hatter.'

Monsters!

'Why'd you agree if you thought you'd have trouble with it?' asked Rowan Lore, Jakob's half-sister and friend (but at the moment, she was his worst enemy). 'You're such an idiot at times, Jake.'

'Doesn't matter,' said Avalon Rendeo. 'Jenna said Jake was leader, and he agreed, so you are going to release Hunter Hart and Landon Keyes.'

Rowan huffed, 'Why can't someone else go and release the brats?'

''Cause you're the best of the best at escape,' answered Allison Stone, crossing her arms across her chest.

'But that's not fair!' screeched Rowan. 'I don't wanna!'

'Too bad!' yelled Kieran. 'We need someone to get them out, and, unfortunately, in my opinion, you're the only one!'

'Jakob, have you sent someone out yet? Or do I have to come back there?'

'Sorry, Hatter, our escape artist is being a little stubborn,' Jake answered dryly. He then gave Rowan a look and opened his mouth to say something, but the walkie-talkie beat him to it.

'Tell her if she doesn't hurry up, I'll do it meself and I'll punish her later, savvy?'

Rowan flinched.

'See.' Jake indicated the walkie-talkie. 'Jenna knows. So, how're you going to get them out?'

'I hate you,' she said simply. Then she rattled off a list of requirements. 'A team of two others, a distraction and a gun.'

'Gun?' repeated Jakob, eyes wide.

'Yes,' she nodded. 'Gun.'

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'Oh, shut up Keyes!' snapped Hunter.

'When you do, Hart,' sneered Landon.

'Both of you, quiet!' hissed Chiron.

'Sorry!' they both said in unison. Then they turned to glare at each other with absolute hate.

'Dumbarse.'

'Nerd.'

'Idiot.'

'Geek.'

'... I can't think of any other insults at the moment,' admitted Hunter. 'It's not really my forte.'

'Suck, you whiny cry baby ,' hissed Landon.

'Both of you, quiet!'

'Sorry!' they repeated again.

It was about twenty minutes later when Laura Miller, an Aphrodite camper who was actually a stereotypical Aphrodite camper with nothing between the ears, came running into sight, screaming her head off for Chiron. 'Blood!' she screamed. 'Jakob's bleeding!'

As she got closer, Chiron managed to grab her by the shoulders and question her long enough to get the whole story. Apparently, Jakob had threatened a girl called Rowan Lore, who proceeded to shoot him with a gun. At this, Chiron looked alarmed, but told Laura to lead the way.

'Don't you two even dare think about leaving,' he warned, before ridding off with Laura on his back.

There was a slight pause.

'I didn't know Rowan got violent,' said Hunter. 'She never seemed the type.'

All of a sudden, a rustling came from a bush near Landon. He jumped, looking around with an odd expression on his face. 'What is it?' Hunter asked.

'I dunno,' answered Landon. 'It's probably just a–'

'I'm usually not a violent person,' said a feminine voice from near the rustling. And from the bushes emerged– said person they were talking about. Rowan Lore. Plus some of her Yellow team: an Aphrodite camper Hunter recognised as Mick Jules, and another kid neither of them really recognised at all. Rowan smiled, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. 'I'm Rowan, and this is my friend Mick. The other kid's Adrian Peterson, of Khione. We're here to break you out.'

Monsters!

'Oh, shut up, you insufferable, no-good, idiotic moron!'

'It takes one to know one!'

'Of course! You would know!'

Oooooh! Who were that pair? The little, takes one to know one thing, was inspired by a scene in PotC: OST, where Jack tells Angeli-whore that she walked like a woman and she replied, "You would know."

So, two things:

One, I want you all to give me your preferences for romance.

Two, tell me who you want to be featured in the chapter after next.

Oh, and one more thing. If I wrote an original, would you guys read it? I would tone down the craziness, but it would include blowing up a science lab. Interested? Anyway...

Signing Out,

Mads