(A/N: Hey guys! Chapter 6 is here. Sorry for the past few chapters. I had been so short. Anyway, here's Chapter 6. Enjoy!)

CHAPTER 6: THE FALLEN

"Yes." A wounded and... muddy Percy answered. "Does this mean we're…I dunno... okay?" He smiled and I instantly slashed him and fortunately for him, he managed to duck. He swung his sword and I dodged. I swung mine at him and he fell.

Just then, another opponent came. "Awww, come on..." I murmured. It was the "him or her" earlier. You again?

When I saw his (or her) goggles were gone. I put on my cap and swung my sword. It just made a dent on her shield. Really?!

"Where are you, CHASE?" he/she said and I finally found out that she was a girl because she sounded like a witch.

I attempted to slash her and it hit her shield again... She challenged me. We had a sword fight and she always blocks my attacks. I was so focused on her I didn't even mind the faint sound of the water.

She looked at our flag and I knew her trick. She wants to make me look at the flag, so she can slash me. I took the opportunity and slashed her leg. She fell down. She just laughed. Wha? Why did she laugh?

I looked at our flag but it was not there. Percy was raising it, smiling. He cheered and shouted many things I can't understand. They were once again, victorious. I threw my sword on the ground and grumbled.

The game was over and the winners got EXTRA DESSERT FOR A WEEK! Darius and Fille were sent to the infirmary. Malcolm went to our cabin glumly and didn't say a word. I decided to go visit our fallen at the infirmary and ask them what happened to their parts, to pass time. I chose to go to Marco, first. He was in the middle of two younger male campers who are very familiar. I just forgot their names.

"What happened?" I asked him.

"I thought you would come." he said weakly.

"Answer me." I answered.

"They followed us, Annabeth, but they were faster! They were very determined to win." he said. "They eventually caught up on us and no person was left fine and spotless. I'm sorry, Annabeth. I have failed."

"That's okay. We lost anyway, all because of the silly girl I confronted." I said. "Where's Gervine and Pragus?"

"Around here somewhere in the infirmary. I have seen them being carried."

"Thanks." I kept on finding them, but no luck.

"Annabeth!" Someone called from behind.

I turned and screamed. "Ah!"

"Annabeth, it's just me!" the boy with a slashed and dirty face laughed.

"WHO ARE YOU?!"

"Take a guess!"

"Travis Stoll?"

"Nope."

"Connor Stoll?"

"Alright, I'm leaving, kid. I have to find—…"

"Wait, Annabeth, I'm the one you're finding!"

"Pragus?"

"Yes."

"CURSE YOU!" I laughed.

"Hahaha!" he laughed. "So, why?"

I stopped laughing. "What happened to your assignment?"

"Percy reappeared and suddenly attacked Gervine from behind."

"Where is he?"

"You cut me off! I was about to tell you where he is." he said. "Anyway, he's over there." He pointed to an area where a curtain was, and there were low-pitched screams. "Someone attacked me when Percy disappeared. I'm not sure if it was a boy or girl."

"Thanks for the info, by the way." I said. "Where's Darius?"

"There. I think." Pragus pointed to the bed beside Marco.

I left and went to him. "Darius?"

"Yes, Beth?" he answered sleepily.

"Who attacked you?"

"I was near the flag. Percy Jackson appeared and we had a sword fight and I lost."

"That's it?"

"Yes."

"Okay." I nodded. When I was far enough for anyone to hear me, I whispered to myself, "Dang you, Percy."

I opened the doors of the infirmary, not knowing danger awaits me.