Hello, my dear readers. It is me again! Hugs and kisses to all! Everyone liked the last chapter? Good enough for all of you?

Well, readers dearest, I'd like to thank you all for your wonderfully inspiring reviews. Unfortunately, I'm super-duper tired, so if you want me to personally thank you all, you'll have to wait for next chapter. Oh, btw, shoutout to Im ReX, and his story, Camp Legacy: By Im ReX. Check it out, peeps!

Ok, so I know that the Roman Camp was called Camp Jupiter, but that sounds like a really sucky name for it. So, it's now called Legion Camp, Half-Blood Division, courtesy of my good friend, awesomegrl77.

Oh, shoutout to MysticalOddness23! Without you, Race-darling, I'd be nowhere.

Humph, you'd probably be not as good a writer. At least I'm awesome.

Man, sometimes she annoys me! But still ... nowhere without her.

Unless you're gonna enter via the forum, or its a child of Hecate, NO MORE DEMIGODS! THIS SYOC IS CLOSED! However...

I do mention Legion Camp at the end for a reason, and all those on the Roman Submission part of the forum will finally know what I mean by Jenna not being the only Morgan. Roman Submission is open, as is Hunter Submission. So, enter that too. Link: http: /forum .fanfiction. net /topic/ 96868/ 48309533/ 1/ Just take out the spaces.

Anyone who can guess the song to, you're awesome, virtual cookie!

Disclaimer: If I owned Percy Jackson, I'd probably work it so that Percy isn't as dumb. But he's dumb. So that means ...?

'So …' trailed off Anya.

'So,' repeated Jenna.

'So,' said Diana.

'Ok, let's cut to the chase,' announced Annabeth. Suddenly, Jenna erupted into a fit of giggles. At first, they looked like a somewhat minor case, but eventually she was on the floor laughing her guts out. 'Percy,' sighed Annabeth. 'Water.'

Seconds later, the giggles were replaced with spluttering sounds as Jenna tried to catch her breath. She flopped into sitting upright, glaring at Percy from her space on the floor. Her left eye started to twitch a little.

'Why were you laughing so much?' asked little Felipe innocently. Jenna turned to him, and the group watching swore they could see her expression soften. A smirk curled on her lips as she got to her feet.

'Annabeth said cut to the chase,' she said, as if that explained everything, 'and her last name is Chase.'

'Lame, Jen,' said Diana, shaking her head. 'Lame as Clarisse's bloody spear.'

'Hey, I wouldn't insult that spear,' said Jenna warningly. She shivered. 'It stings … a lot.'

Lydia creased her eyebrows, and held up a finger in confusion. Jenna gave her the what-are-you-doing? stare, which was replied to with an even more confused look. The demigods watching this exchange shrugged, as did the two girls in question.

Suddenly, a ringtone went off.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jolly sailor bold.

Jenna grimaced and dug her hand deep into the pocket of her jeans.

My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me but my jol–

She mashed her finger against the "talk" button, then hurried to the edge of the hastily erected planning pavilion, a finger pressed to her left ear while the phone was on her right.

'Hello?' she answered.

'Jenna! How are you, my darling girl?' came her father's voice through the crackly reception.

Jenna loosened her fingers a little and replied, 'Good, Dad. Listen, we're sort of in the middle of a game, so if I can ring you back later, I–'

'I won't be here later, Jen,' her father replied. 'But I was only calling to tell you that your sister wants to meet you in somewhere in New Jersey.'

'What?' Jenna questioned, mouth agape. 'I can't meet her in New Jersey!'

'Why not, Jen-Jen?' whined her father. 'Why can't either of you get along? You're twins, after all.'

'Listen, I'll talk to you later about it, m'kay?' Jenna snapped the phone shut and rushed back over to Annabeth and the group. They stared at her in confusion. 'Important phone call,' she replied to their looks.

'How do we break through the wall?' asked Annabeth, ignoring Jenna's last statement.

Jenna rolled her eyes. 'Your bloody boyfriend, that's how,' she answered.

'What about him?' asked Annabeth, a glare directed at said boy. He put his hands up, surrender mode, a scared look on his face.

Jenna smirked. 'Do you see the shield?' she probed. When Annabeth nodded uncertainly, Jenna ploughed on. 'They've made a tactical error. It splits the creek. Right – down – the – middle.'

Monsters! And, uh, Jenna!
(Isn't that the same thing, Mads?)
True, Lily, true.
(Meh. I already know, she's my sister)

Trent had surveyed the Hecate cabin as they threw up the shield and held it. It wasn't his idea to make the shield, but they (meaning the other campers) hadn't listened to his suggestion. So he wasn't gonna help, even when he saw that they had made a mistake with the placing of the shield and water could get through if the Poseidon cabin tried.

Even if he had told them, who's to say that they would listen to him anyway?

Nico (who had decided to go to camp for a few weeks) had also warned them not to do it, so Hades cabin was lounging around at the back when they could've been helping. Little Alaqua was begging Shay to braid her hair, but Shay, of course, looked like she was gonna vomit. Trent beckoned Alaqua forward.

The little girl bounced forward, handing Trent her hairbrush. On the inside, he sighed, but … Alaqua was only five. He was the closest thing Alaqua would get to a loving father. Besides, he loved that little girl more than anything. She was the only one (apart from Shay) who he would show his somewhat morbid soft side to.

'I wanna be a pwincess, Twent,' she giggled. 'Make my hair pwincessy.'

'You already are a princess, Aqua,' Trent told her, 'but prettier and nicer than any other princess could ever be.'

Alaqua giggled.

Then yells ripped apart the morbid tranquillity of the Hades cabin hideout. All four looked up in surprise as William Heath, of Ares, stormed up to them.

'You could help!' he shouted. Alaqua jumped and trembled a little. Trent curse internally – this was why he always got Nico to let them join Jenna's group. Jenna never associated with an Ares kid; (unless it was Clarisse) let alone the whole cabin. 'You are a bunch of lazy, ungrateful morons! You're letting Jenna Morgan win! She's a girl! I never get beaten by a girl!'

'Mate, that's uncalled for,' Trent told him. The thirteen year old snorted derisively.

'There you go again, Black,' he sneered, 'always defending your pretty girlfriend.'

Trent felt ager bubble up in his chest.

'Jenna is not my girlfriend, you sick douche,' he hissed. 'Hades cabin fights when Hades cabin wants to fight. I don't think we want to, do we, Nico?'

Nico looked down from his branch in the chestnut tree he was resting in. He had a look of bored interest on his face. He shrugged. 'I don't want to get out of this tree,' he announced, 'so I guess we're not fighting.'

William hissed in anger and stomped away. A snort of humour came from Nico's position in the tree and Shay joined in with his laughter. Trent smirked and looked down at Aqua to see that the little girl was quivering. He sighed, told her to sit down, and slipped his ring from his hand, muttering all the while, 'I'm gonna kill William Heath.'

Another line of pure awesomeness!

'Jake, please, can't you just let me go back?' pleaded Susie, struggling as Jake's muscular arms held her tight. He gave her a grim smile.

'Sorry, Susie, but that's not how it works,' he explained. 'I have to put you in prison. It's the rules.'

'But can't you just pretend you didn't see me?' she whined. 'I'll kiss you if you let me go,' she bargained.

Jake just put her in Green Team cage and turned away. What Susie didn't see, and what she constantly wished she could, was Jake's eyes. The brown was burning with some kind of emotion, one that Riley, his little sister, always teased him about.

And he was blushing.

And another line of awesomeness … this line drawing is getting boring.

There were a few drawbacks with Plan Six-Two-Four-Four-Two. One of them was, of course, that the two people most involved in Plan Magic were archenemies and felt the need to try and kill each other all the time. After the fifth time, the usually suave Adrian Peterson literally grabbed them by their necks and lifted them both into the air, roaring at them in anger.

'IF YOU TWO BLOODY DO THAT AGAIN, I SWEAR I'M GONNA EUNUCHIFY YOU, GOT IT, HOTSHOTS?' he screamed. Both, eyes wider than dinner plates, nodded quickly. He dropped them to the floor in disgust.

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration. Then, with one murderous glare sent in the boys' direction, he stomped off. Rowan and Mick watched him go in amusement before helping Hunter and Landon to their feet.

'Well,' chortled Rowan, 'he still has his charms, don't cha reckon, Mick?'

'Oh yeah. Real charmer, that one.'

'One question, kiddos,' announced Rowan, turning around and fixing the boys with a stare. 'Two, actually. One, do you actually know what eunuchify means?'

Both shook their heads.

Rowan snorted, then continued, 'And two, are you gonna keep on fighting, or am I gonna have to shoot you both with my gun?'

Kill the emo lords!

'Ok, we need to go now,' announced Jenna once Poseidon cabin had finished the attack on the Hecate cabin and destroyed the shield. Annabeth and Anya frowned at Jenna, who waved a flag at them and, before they could figure out what had happened, ran away. 'Bye, love you guys, see you later!'

'That little–' started Anya, but she was cut off by Annabeth's disapproving glare. 'Sorry.'

They both watched in frustration as Jenna scurried over the borderline and the camp was lit by an odd, yellowish light. It was the signal that Hecate and Apollo cabins had come up with to signify that the game was over. The light was the colour of the winning team.

'She told us she was down one flag,' said Annabeth, shaking her head, 'but she never specified which, did she?'

'Nope.'

'Little genius,' commented Mia, who'd sidled up to them. 'She wanted to distract us while she stole our flag.'

Annabeth sighed.

The Very Next Day…

For once, Jenna was not on hyper-speak mode, or even on a sugar rush.

It had creeped the other campers out when, instead of rushing into the dining pavilion happily and screaming out that her team had won the Capture the Flag game, she slouched and grumbled, not bothering to get up until Will Solace was outside her door for inspection. Due to the strict no-two-campers-of-the-opposite-sex-in-the-same-room-at-the-same-time rule (which was over-enforced in Jenna's cabin), she had to leave while he inspected it. She did so very grudgingly – after she tried to shoot him with her dart-gun that her older brother, Sam, had gotten her for her birthday.

It was unnecessary to say that Jenna was in a bad mood, and it was because of her family.

Whenever Jennifer Morgan thought about her family, her vibrantly murderous personality was dimmed and she took on a brooding, serious expression, looking darker than Zeus's personal thunderclouds. Only very few people could tell you that she was thinking about her family: Matt, who was her confidant and best friend; Diana, who'd she'd known longer at camp than anyone; Trent, who she trusted with her life, and vice versa; and, last but not least (but definitely the strangest), was Clarisse, who had come across Jenna in the forest when she had lost it.

Samuel was her older brother by five years. He was the one who treated her like a spoilt brat, and she adored him when she was little, and now, even though he was at college and she hadn't seen him in ages. He actually wasn't a child of Peitho – Sam's mother was Athena. Athena had come across their dad, Ryan, while he was on a diplomatic case. A little while later, he was explained about the circumstances and received Sam. Then, a few years later, the goddess Peitho had been attracted to the diplomatic Mortal who'd already been so involved in Greek mythology. After that, she'd had twin girls, Lily and Jennifer.

However, the thing about the twins was, they weren't the same. While they loved and respected each other, they always had gotten into so many arguments. Jenna was the loose sister; Lily was the uptight, always had to be right, obsessive sister. They weren't the same because of another reason, and Jenna had never ever told anyone this. Everyone was under the impression that Lily didn't go to camp because she didn't need it.

Truth was; she really did go to camp.

Just … not the same one.

Lily Morgan went to Legion Camp in San Francisco.

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