Annabeth Case had had a slow Friday. She had done nothing but clean her bunk and read a war strategy book left to her from her mother. But now it was time for capture the flag.
She stood beside Percy as Dionysus read out the teams' only half paying attention. He's probably thinking about wine thought Annabeth. She turned to share this comment with Percy but was cut off by Dionysus as her name was called. She moved away from Percy to join her team. Not long after that Percy made his way towards Annabeth. Yes he's on my team she thought, wait, why should I care?
The rest of the names were called and then we were off to hide our flag. We, as a team, decided it would be best to hide our flag on Zeus's fist. It could be easily defended as there was a clearing around it.
Percy and I were paired as scouts to explore the river area. We jogged through the undergrowth and dodged trees but as we arrived at our destination 30 other campers on the opposite team arrive from practically nowhere. One of which was the new girl she had not been claimed nor had she given us her name but she drifted ashore in some sort of shuttle. She was an excellent fighter. They fought valiantly but soon had to retreat by the pressing numbers. Percy was ahead of Annabeth but not by much. As they ran a camper threw a spear. Annabeth looked back; it was Clarisse who threw the spear. It sailed past Annabeth just brushing her hair. She watched as the spear lodged itself in Percy's shoulder. His steps tripped up and went head over heels down a hill. He slammed into a log towards the bottom and the shaft of the spear snapped off. I rushed down the hill getting scratched in the face by braches to find Percy, in a pool of blood.