Chapter 6

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but I do own Riley.

When I woke up that morning, it was because annoying chatter and hard floor. I was wishing that it would've all been a dream, but when I opened my eyes I was in a very crowded cabin.

"Riley, exited about the capture the flag match? It'll be your first one!" Conner asked excitedly, rushing over to me.

"Um, yeah, but I don't get how to play? Is it like, um, normal capture the flag?" I asked.

"Oh, I forgot you didn't know how to play, sorry, but no it's not the same it's funner! You'll see." He said, leaving me even more curious, I think the Stoll brothers do things like that on purpose, better watch out for them.

My first camp activities went horribly wrong! First of all, I accidentally slashed my sword teacher and she ended up in the infirmary. Second off, I was doing archery...horrible experience, I tripped and I shot the arrow at my archery teacher...another bed for the infirmary. I didn't even want to try the lava wall, but Travis said that I might get lucky. I somehow ended up sending three people to the infirmary this time, those people included Travis himself, another teacher, and some Ares kid I didn't know the name off.

I gave up with the activities for that day, no one protested this time either. I forgot to tell them how uncoordinated I am...oops. Chiron came over and told me that everyone started out bad, but he said it falsely do it made me feel even worse.

Travis came back from the infirmary at dinner, I tried to apologies, but he wouldn't even let me finish my sentence.

"Hey, it's not...really your fault..." he tried to say. Conner tried to hold in his laugh...unsuccessfully.

Dinner was the same as yesterday except when we finished the two cabins that were captains brought out big banners that read "POALOL" and the other one read "TNAEHA" and I had no idea of what that meant. It was probably my horrid eyesight. At the island I read things like this if I wasn't close enough. Dean never thought much of it, but my mom was going on about dyslexia. I don't like thinking that I have some odd disease so i just blame my eyesight.

Conner had explained the rules to me at dinner and I found out that we have to use real weapons in this game. Were going to fight like if we were in a real war. They armed me with a bow, since I was somewhat better with it than a sword.

It wasn't till later that I find out how skilled a really am with a bow.

I was in the forest by my teams flag guarding it. Annabeth, the captain of my team sent me here "because I'm new to the game." I thought it was best to, but it didn't seem like Annabeth liked me much. She seems like a nice girl, but for some reason she dislikes me.

On my team was Hermes, Athena, Poseidon, Demeter and Aphrodite. The other team had Apollo, Ares, Hephaestus, Dionysus. The Ares cabin freaked me out. They were built up on muscle and mean faces! I didn't even want to get close to one of them.

A conch blew and immediately I hear war cries and swords hitting each other. This continued on for about 30 minutes until I heard a scream behind me. One of the Ares kids, I think her name is Clarisse had knocked out the Hermes girl who was guarding the flag with me.

Clarisse turned toward me and charged like a bull. I held up my bow for a shot, but I knew I wouldn't get it. she was zigzagging through the trees, so I couldn't get my aim right. Then she jumped at me when she was close.

"This is to easy," she said as she hit me with her spear. A shock went through me as the tip of the spear hit me. I felt myself slipping to the ground and then I was out.

I didn't know how long I was out for, seconds, minutes, hours, days, but I eventually came around. It ended up probably being only a minute I was out for, because I woke up on the damp ground seeing Clarisse run to the boundary line.

I made a split second decision that made the Ares cabin hate me forever. I jumped up and grabbed my bow. I probably wouldn't hit, but I willed it to it. I poured all my power into wishing for that arrow to hit its mark. I even prayed to my unknown father.

I lifted my bow up, pulled an arrow from my bag. Adjusted it so it would have perfect aim, and shot.