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Chapter 6: Chrisse

Whirling and hacking sounds filled the air as Clarisse chopped at a practice dummy in the sword arena. Taking them down one by one, the daughter of Ares was a machine. She was panting really hard and was completely in the zone, pretending it was a real battle.

The sun shone weakly outside on the early February day and the camp was practically empty, only year rounder's. Like Clarisse really cared. She had taken out twelve dummies and counting.

"Clarisse?" At the sound of her name, the fighter whirled around, so she was just in time to see her out of control sword hit Chris Rodriguez square in the side of the head. She just watched, horror struck, as he crumpled to the ground.

"Oh my gods! Chris!" Clarisse rushed her boyfriends side. He was still breathing, but alarmingly lightly, and blood was trickling out of his head wound. She heaved him up onto her shoulder, and ran outside yelling for help. Good thing I lifted all those weights, she thought grimly as she struggled towards the Big House, breathing almost harder than when she was fighting. She made it to the house without anyone helping her (curse those idiots who only came in the summer), and collapsed on the door, making enough noise for a hundred knocks. Chiron opened the door and looked down in surprise.

"Goodness child, what happened to you two?"

"Chris, sword fighting, turned around, tired," was all Clarisse could say before she passed out right there on the doorstep.

The sensation of a warm bed woke Clarisse up. She sat straight up as all the events of what had happened came rushing back to her, and she looked over to see Chris staring at her from the bed next to hers.

"Hi," he said simply, smiling at her surprised expression, and her energy as she ran over and sat on the edge of his bed.

"Chris! You're awake! I'm so sorry, will you be here long, just got carried away," Chris listened to Clarisse babble and apologize for a few minutes (it wasn't often anybody would hear her say that), and then stopped her with one kiss.

"I'm fine, thank you for asking. I should be out of here by the end of the day. And don't worry, it was only a light cut." Clarisse sighed with relief, and grasped Chris's hand.

"How bout we go out tonight?" She suggested gently.

"Yeah, as soon as I get out of this," He pointed at his head wrap. They both laughed for a minute, and then Clarisse's expression hardened.

"And, if you ever tell anyone about me getting all nice and crap," She made the cutting off motion with her fingers.

"Yep, just the normal death threat," Chris said, smiling at his slightly frightening, buff girlfriend.

He liked her just the way she was.

Wow, um, that honestly was awful, but I had no ideas and it's late. Please review/follow/favorite!

Tomorrow: Jasper (again)