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When Alex told me about Mr. D I was expecting a big muscled, angry man with an Italian accent and a cigar, not a red-faced, pudgy man with a Hawaiian leopard print shirt and running pants. He was almost as funny looking as Chiron at night, almost. He gave me a deadly glare that almost seemed to say that he knew what I was thinking.

"Well, well, well, Jack Cotner," he mused, "the talk of the land."

"It's Jon Kentner, sir," I forced out, grudgingly.

"Like it matters. So it seems that you have killed most of my kitchen staff on your first night here instead of following the rules and letting them eat you," Mr. D replied, dryly.

"But I didn't know we had a curfew and Artemis had summoned me to talk to her," I pleaded, "Do you really think that I would deny a goddess my company?"

"That's all fine and all, but I still need to offer the remaining harpies some help, so you and Alex will be doing dish duty after dinner once a week from now on," he decided and shooed me away. I was about to protest, but something about him made me hold back and do as he said.

I, miserably, walked down the hill to my empty cabin. This was the worst day I had had in years and that was something because washing dishes for hundreds of kids isn't as bad as some things that I've had to do in my life. Again I fell down onto my bed falling asleep almost instantly, but this time I did not have any dreams.

Someone blowing a horn woke me up and I, groggily, shuffled out into the dining pavilion. I saw a familiar figure running towards me, it was Alex. She had a worried look on her face and I knew that she hadn't known what had happened to me.

"Jon, is everything okay?" she asked, worried.

"Yeah…. Bad news we have to wash the dishes after dinner from now on," I replied, bummed out, and she groaned in annoyance.

"Why me?! I didn't go off and kill the kitchen staff!" she exclaimed, joking.

"Move out of my way, punk!" A big girl demanded, pushing her way through us.

"Leave us alone, Morgan," Alex demanded.

"Why? Am I interrupting your little talk with your boyfriend," she taunted.

"How about you get your own girlfriend," I retorted and she turned on me.

"I… am…. a…. girl!" she ground out, slowly.

"Oh, you are?" I asked, mockingly, "Your mustache kind of threw me off, sorry about the mistake. Come on, Alex, we'll leave him, oh sorry, her with her problems."

We walked off past her and when I looked back she was stroking her face, trying to find a mustache. When we were out of earshot we began cracking up. Tears even began running down our faces in laughter. When we were about to walk into the pavilion someone grabbed my shoulder. I turned around and I saw Morgan, simmering. Then she just punched me in the eye.

I wasn't going to let She-Man boss me around so I punched her in the gut and she doubled over. Thinking I had won, I was about to turn around when she tackled me onto the ground. We began to roll around on the dirt, both of us trying to gain the upper hand. Unfortunately she was bigger and stronger so she got on top of me and began to wail on me and I closed my eyes waiting for it to end. And suddenly her weight was lifted off of me.

I looked around and I saw Morgan on the ground, crying and moaning in pain, and a buck standing proudly next to her. Alex was staring in amazement at the buck and then at Morgan and then at me.

"What happened?" I asked.

"That buck just rammed Morgan right off of you!" Alex exclaimed.

"WHAT happened?" I asked again. She retold the story and I was in a daze. "Ummm why?"

"I guess it's because your mother is the goddess of the hunt and wilderness so you have some control over the animals in her domain. It happens with a few demigods," she explained. "Come on; let's go before Morgan tries to beat you up again."

We walked into the pavilion calmly trying to act like people getting beaten up by deer happens everyday. Well, now that I think of it, it could happen everyday in this world; I'm still pretty new to this world. I sacrificed some pizza to Artemis and went the pizza went in I could smell a piney scent emanating from the fire. Hopefully it was a sign from her that I was still doing well and that I wasn't a mistake.

"Quiet down, campers, I have an announcement!" Chiron announced and everyone, almost instantly, shut up, "We are having a Capture the Flag game. As of tonight the Hermes Cabin and the Ares Cabin are the current holders of the flags. You are dismissed."

I quickly caught up to Alex, hoping to figure out what the Capture the Flag game was about.

"Alex! What is this Capture the Flag game?" I inquired; worried that having no cabin-mates would be a major downfall for me.

"It's just a regular game of capture the flag except you have armor and weapons. Don't worry you can team up with the Hermes Cabin," she explained.

"Naah, I would rather hang out with Morgan in the Ares Cabin," I joked and she gave me a look.

The day went by slowly and I learned the ropes just as slowly. On the rock wall I got scorched by lava and I was shaken off by the earthquake. In arts and crafts I tried to make a painting of Artemis, but it turned out to look like a modern art piece that could be called "Silver Blob." I excelled in foot races, archery, and swords. They allowed me to use my daggers and they said that I was one of the best since someone called Percy Jackson.

The worst activity of them all was canoeing. I capsized about ten times and every time I tried to swim back up either the naiads pulled me back under or I hit my head on the canoe. And then when I lost a paddle it got caught in some plants so I had to keep diving down to get it loose. Everybody who walked by had to stop and laugh at my feeble attempts at canoeing.

Finally dinner came and I could finally relax, except when I heard smacking sounds coming from a table because I was sure that they were all making fun of me. Finally Chiron announced that dinner was over and he swept his hands in a wide arc. All of the plates disappeared and armor appeared on the tables.

"Remember there is not maiming or foul-play, and all magical weapons and tools are allowed!" Chiron reminded us.

When I had gotten suited up in bronze armor with a shield I ran up to Alex nervously. Unfortunately I tripped on someone else's armor and I landed with a loud 'SMACK' and everyone looked at me. I turned bright red and ducked my head down, but everyone had already seen me.

"Nice entrance, Jon," Alex remarked.

"Yeah thanks," I replied, my voice cracking. I followed Alex out the door trying to forget my little "mishap."

I saw the Ares Cabin huddled around Morgan and when they saw me they all gave me the evil eye. Morgan busily cleaned her sword looking at me hungrily, ready to get me back for a buck running into her. I hoped that she wasn't as good at the sword as she looked like.

This was going to be a long night.

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