Hey it's me! I have decided that I'm going to be mean and not update unless I get 54 review, which means at least half the people who follow me have to review and the review can't just say 'update this soon' or something like that. In the review you have to say at least one thing you like about my story whether it be this story or The Hunt Twins, The Beginning. As soon as I get all the reviews I'll update with the next chapter.

TO ALL YOUNG JUSTICE FANS!

If you're a fan of Young Justice then check out my favourite fan fiction I've read for the fandom. It's called Welcome To The Renegades and it's like the team, plus a few others, without their connection to the League. I probably just made the story sound really lame but please go check it out.

Onto the Story! Disclaimer, I no own Percy Jackson books.

Last Time:

Finally, on the last target I knew I was going to get the bulls eye mark. My pride wasn't going to allow me to miss it. I notched an arrow and pulled back the string and was about to fire when my bowstring disappeared from between my fingers. There was a sharp sting in my cheek before something warm slid down it, blood. What the Hades just happened?

"Annabeth!" Malcolm cried out running up to me. I ignored him, instead brining my hand up to my face. It took me a second but I realized what had happened. Somehow my magical, goddess made bow broke. The bowstring snapped while I was pulling the sting back and the string came forward and whipped across my face creating a pretty decent cut. I dropped my bow letting it disappear since it wasn't really of use to me now.

"Give me your bow." I ordered Malcolm holding my hand out for it.

"What? No! Annabeth you need to be checked out by a healer. You do realize you are hurt right?"

"I'm not an idiot Mal." I couldn't help but snap. "It's not that bad of a cut. I think I'll live long enough to make this shot and get medical attention."

Malcolm looked at me probably trying to see how determined I was to make this shot. Seeing that he wouldn't be able to convince me to get the cut checked out before I tried to shot again he sighed and handed me his bow. "Fine but you wont be getting away without getting that cut checked out." With that he left me to my final target.

I smiled pleased that I got my way before turning back to the target. I grabbed another arrow and aimed it at the target. This time as I pulled back I struggled a bit. Looking at the bow I noticed my hands were trembling slightly. This is what happened when the bow you used your whole life decides to break even through it was made by a goddess. Maybe being away from my mom and the Hunt had weakened my bows strength. Knowing my aim wouldn't be perfect if I didn't calm my nerves, I pointed the bow to the ground, took a deep breath before brining my bow up, aiming and letting the arrow soar o it's target.

I almost let out a string of curses when a gust of wind came out of nowhere, knocking my arrow slightly off course. Sure, it still hit the bulls eye mark but not dead centre so it wouldn't count for the full bulls eye points.

Chiron came into the archery field and tallied up the points. "Apollo cabin wins by one point!" He announced. Unlike what the other cabins would do, mainly the Ares cabin, the Athena cabin accepted their loss with grace, probably because they were to busy planning ways to win next time.

"Annabeth." Chiron called out over the cheers of triumph from the Apollo cabin.

"Yes Chiron?"

"Are you okay? I've had my fair share of cuts from a bow string and I know how much it can hurt." He said.

"I'm fine. I was more shocked that my bow snapped liked that then I was in pain form the cut." I smiled at him when Malcolm called my name. "Any way, Malcolm is forcing me to get it checked out by one of the Apollo kids, so everything is fine."

"If you're sure."

"I'm sure."

"Well then, have a nice day. I'll see you at dinner?" He ended the sentence with a question because I spend a lot of meals eating with Hestia beside the fire near the cabins.

"I'll be there." I reassured him before racing over to Malcolm, who was with Kayla. "Hey, Kayla, I'm guessing you're the one who is going to look after my cut."

"Yeah." Kayla replied grabbing my chin and tilting it so she could have a better look at the cut.

"I'm fine really." I said. "Malcolm's just a worry watt. The cuts not that deep so just give me some ambrosia and I'll be on my way."

Kayla ignored me before sighing and handing me a small piece of ambrosia. "Sometimes I swear you could be a daughter of Apollo with your aim and medical knowledge."

"Trust me, I'm not your sibling. I'd have a lot better singing voice if I was." I said, telling her the complete truth. Apollo may not be my dad but he is my uncle and I do have his blessing.

"Could one of your ancestors be one of my siblings?" Kayla asked. Gods, why couldn't we drop this subject already?

"No idea. My mom has raised me since I was a baby so I've never met anyone form the mortal side of my family." That was a lie. Hades allowed us, as in me and Percy, a few minutes with our mortal parents so we could learn about that side of the family, like how I am a descendent of the Roman god of fear and Percy is a descendent of the Roman form of Zeus.

"That's too bad. You could have bunked with us had you been like my great niece or something." Kayla said. "I'm sorry about your bow, if you want you can borrow one from out cabin."

"Thanks, but I'm fine. I have my daggers and other weapons so it's not like I'm defenceless. Maybe if I pray hard enough your dad with fix it."

"Lets hope so. It would be a shame to let your archery skills go to waste." Malcolm said and Kayla agreed.

"You're just saying that because I rise your chance of beating the Apollo cabin." That caused both Kayla and Malcolm to laugh. "I'll see you guys later, I have to go. Stuff to do and people to bug." I waved goodbye as I made my way to Charolette and Mary.

"So, what did you guys think?" I asked the sisters.

"That was awesome!" Mary whisper yelled. "Will we be able to shoot like that?"

"Eventually, if you practice hard enough and long enough." I said smiling at her enthusiasm.

"Are you okay?" Charolette asked reaching out to touch the cut on my cheek, which was starting to slowly heal itself because of the ambrosia.

"It's fine. Trust me when I say I've had worse." I said thinking of my third group Hunt back when I was still with my mom and sisters when I ended up falling off a small cliff and breaking three bones. "Did you guys enjoy yourselves."

"Yeah." Charolette replied seeming more relaxed knowing I was okay. "It was kind of cool."

"Are you guys enjoying camp anymore?" By the look on their faces, that's a no. I thought about my conversation with Malcolm. "If you find you aren't going to settle here, would you look at maybe going somewhere else?"

"Is there somewhere else we could go?" Charolette asked. She sounded so hopeful, as if she couldn't wait to get away from this place.

"Maybe. We'll just have to wait and see." I replied. "Now come on."

"Where are we going?" Mary asked.

"You guys wanted to try your hands at archery right?" I asked just to make sure. They nodded in response. " Well how are you going to so that without a bow?" I threw open the door to the shed in which we hold all of the camps extra weapons. I smiled seeing the look on the two girls faces as they look in the room in awe.

Well there you go. Don't forget the reviews! I'll, hopefully see you guys soon so until then, bye!