I Play a Game of War

Part one

A/N: Hey, it's another chapter. I really hope you guys like this. I enjoy writing it for you. Ok, I've promised some possible fluff and real Percabeth for like, the last two chapters. This time YOU WILL BE HIT BY PERCABETH! Yay! So, yeah. R&R. And what is a lemon story? Haha, just a random question. But really, I wanna know. Only like, 12 or 13 days left until Percy's birthday!

08/01/11

When I got to the game room, I didn't get how grape vines could grow like they did in the living room, why the leopard head growled at me, (Isn't it supposed to be dead) and I still didn't know how it wasn't raining at this so-called "camp" and I wanted to know if PERCY AND ANNABETH WERE FRIGGIN CRAZY! In case you can't tell, I'm still in shock. Caleb still hasn't shown up. I hope he's ok.

"Ok, dear. Just take a seat where ever you like." Chiron told me.

"Even the corner?" I asked excitedly.

"Not this time. Maybe if you attend the other meetings that Ann-"

"Oh, no, Annabeth's crazy! And so is that Percy guy!"

Chiron laughed. "They're always like this these days. As I was saying, if you attend all the other meetings that Annabeth and Malcolm want you to, you can sit in the corner then."

A few seconds of silence. Then I remembered Caleb and the empusa.

"Do you think Caleb is ok? The monster that got a hold of us was and empusa , I think. You know, the snake women."

"How do you know what the monster was, Allie?"

"I studied Greek mythology as collage and extra credit in world history. Why?"

"Just a question."

"Ok..." I said, "So, like, when do, quote, unquote "all the other head counselors" get hear? I'm cold, wet and my pointe shoes are probably stained." I said. Yeah, I dance ballet, get over it. Yeah, I'm on pointe, get over it. Oh, before we continue, it's pronounced, point. Like, that knife has a dull point. Any way, right then the door was opened and a boy with blonde hair, blue eyes that looked extremely tired, and a smile that was as bright as the sun. (A/N: how many times do I say the word "smile" in a story?) He had a bow and a quiver full of arrows on his back.

" Will! Where are all the others?" Chiron asked.

"I guess Annabeth's still getting them up. I was out in the woods hunting and practicing my archery. I was coming out when she told me." The boy, Will, I guess his name was, looked at me and asked, "Who's she?" Pointing at me, still holding his bow.

"Will, meet Allie. She just got here. Allie, meet Will Solice, son of Apollo."

"Hey." He said.

"Hi." I replied.

Will, Chiron and I sat and waited in silence for about ten minuets before Annabeth and Percy came in with a bunch of other kids, some younger than others, and (were my eyes deceiving me?) a guy that was half man, half goat. A satyr, I think they were called. They all sat around a ping-pong table and scowled at Annabeth, glared at Percy and didn't even look at Chiron. Once every one had taken a seat, (Percy and Annabeth sat together. I thought their parents' hatted each other, and why did everyone giggle at them? What'id they do that was so funny?) Chiron started the "meeting".

"Every one," He started, "Meet Allie. She just got to camp about half an hour ago."

Two boys who looked like twins like they pulled off the baddest crime in history.

"Who's 'er godly parent?" One of them asked. "We need to know so we can apply it to our pranks." The other added.

"Shut up, Stoll." A girl with stringy brown hair, eyes like daggers, and a permanent scowl on her face. She looked at me and said, "Clarisse La Rue. Don't mess with me." She said. When I got a confused look on my face, Annabeth stepped in and saved me from the down fall of my reputation before it was made. "Ok, before Allie goes back into shock with the claiming," She said, looking around the room. "Why don't we all introduce ourselves.?"

"That might be a good idea." Percy stepped in.

A snort came from the back of the room and a boy not much shorter than Percy spoke up. "Why? Isn't it obvious who her godly parent is? I mean, the hair, the eyes, I be she already has a plan to ruin Connor and Travis's lives." He said, looking very emo-ish. I got the feeling this guys 'godly parent' was a real jerk. "But, since I've already bought attention to myself, hi. I'm Nico Di Angelo. Son of Hades."

"He's also emo." One of the twins said.

"Shut up, Travis." Nico said.

"Yeah, Travis, shut up." The other twin agreed.

"You shut up, Connor."

"I don't have to! I'm older!"

"No, I am!"

"No ,I am!"

"No, I-"

"OK! Lets get on with it! Allie," Will said, "This is Travis and Connor, sons of Hermes."

"It's Connor and Travis."

A/N: AHHHHHHHH! I'm soooooooo so so so so sorry but I have to go! I got to my limit of writing for this chappie! How about I update twice today? Kk? Sorry guys!

Bring on the rain, feel the thunder,