Story of the Week:

Hey guys, sorry for the agonizingly long wait. I was busy with school and stuff so I didn't have much time. My algebra teacher gives out WAY too much homework. Anyways... TWO FREAKING REVIEWS?! This is starting to feel like something else piled onto my stack of half finished homework! I hate doing this because it makes me sound desperate (which I now AM, thanks to you), but I'm not updating until I get at LEAST ten reviews for this chapter. Good luck.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO because if I did, nobody would read it!

Percy's PoV

I got to my cabin (what was left of it, at least) and found Michaela in the only surviving bunk. I sighed and used some water from the broken fountain to wake her up.

"What the heck, Percy?" she screamed. I smirked.

"You do realize you're sleeping in a roofless cabin, don't you?" I asked. She looked up.

"How did this happen?" she demanded.

"Our DEAR Uncle Thunder-Head blew our cabin to bits," I said. She glared at the sky.

"Curse you, Zeus," she said darkly. Thunder rumbled. "Strike me! I DARE YOU!" A bolt of lightning shot down and struck where she was standing, but our Chaos powers included teleportation. Michaela expertly teleported away from the lightning and fell face-first onto a bush.

"Take that, Zeus," she said, spitting out leaves. Thunder rumbled again, but no more lightning occurred. Michaela did a little victory dance.

"You know we still have more Chaos training with Alpha, right?" I asked.

"Ugh, what are we learning next?" she groaned.

"Everything." I turned to see Alpha standing there.

"So Alpha, where are we sleeping?" I asked.

"In the Chaos cabin," he replied.

"Chaos cabin?" Michaela questioned.

He pointed at a spot near the beach and a large dark purple cabin slowly appeared.

"Are you going to teach us how to do that?" Michaela asked.

"Duh. I said I'm teaching you everything. That means Fire control, Water control, Wind control, Light and Shadow control, Earth control, Matter control, fighting techniques, stances, intuition, etcetera," he explained. "Training starts tomorrow, the day we leave for Florida."

"Not Florida again! We barely survived there last time!" Michaela shouted.

"Florida is known for its beaches and five children of Poseidon nearly died there? You need this training more than I thought!" Alpha exclaimed.

"It's not my fault!" Michaela yelled. "It was Seth's idea to stop at Marble Slab!"

"Marble Slab was worth it, even if the person at the counter was Echidna! I've never had ice cream that good," I said.

"Well I wouldn't know, MY ice cream was shoved where no ice cream should go!" Michaela yelled. Her face was red with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you," I apologized.

"Bump into me? Echidna threw you half-way across the room into me," she muttered. I rolled my eyes and went to get the others.

Clayton's PoV

If there was only one word to describe our new cabin, it was awesome. The cabin was twice the size of the Zeus cabin on the outside, but on the inside it was a mansion. There was a movie theater, three living rooms, like twenty bedrooms, an indoor pool, a training center, a meditation room, a bathroom in every bedroom, and a ball room.

"I call the Master Bedroom!" I shouted as soon as we walked in.

"No fair!" I heard everyone chorus.

"What's not fair is Michaela making me sleep on the floor in the Riordan!" I shouted. Everybody glared at her.

"What? He threw my luggage into the garbage disposal!" Michaela countered. I just laughed and went to my new room. Erica came in.

"What makes you think you get this room?" she asked.

"I called dibs," I said, like it was a law.

"Well my dad made it," she countered.

"No, Alpha made it," I said. She frowned. Next thing I know I was in a smaller bed room.

"Stupid Daughter of Chaos powers," I muttered. Thunder rumbled. "I didn't mean it like that!"

"You think my powers are stupid?" I heard someone say. I turned to see Erica with a cold glint in her eyes.

"No! I just meant I was annoyed!" I said hurriedly.

"I know, I just like scaring people," she said. I glared at her.

"Can I have my room back?" I whined. She thought for a second.

"If you're nice, you can have the room," she decided.

"You want me to be nice?" I shrieked. Yes I, the magnificent Clayton, shrieked.

"I said I was going to make you a better person," she said.

"I thought that was a sick joke!" I squeaked.

"Nope," she replied. I shivered.

"You can't just like me for who I am?"

"I'm helping you BECAUSE I like you for who you are! I just need to transform you so that you don't lose control of your pranks and kill somebody!" she said like it was obvious. I sighed.

"Helping?" I asked. She nodded. I groaned.

"Stop complaining, you're not getting any closer to the Master Bedroom," she said. I straightened up.

"What do I have to do first?" I asked, dreading the answer.

"You have to stop pranking your siblings." I felt something inside me break.

"NO!" I yelled. She looked shocked.

"Did you just say no?" she asked, her eyes glinting evilly.

"Of course not! I said… tally ho!" I replied nervously. This was going to be a long day.

Seth's PoV

I was laughing my head off. I heard the entire conversation between Clayton and Erica, and I was glad that I could finally be fearless of revenge. Maybe I wouldn't have to pull my big prank after all. I actually kind of pitied Clayton because of the torture he was going through. I stopped listening and lay down in my bed, which happened to be right next door. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Dream World – Dream World – Dream World

"I am Lillian Valdez, daughter of Ares, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion Fulminata," she said.

"That's impossible, we've never seen you before," Clayton said. She stared daggers at him.

"I have been praetor since 1847, how do you not know who I am?" She questioned.

"Maybe because it's 2012," I said. She fainted. I caught her and carried her into the infirmary. I thought about what she said. Could she really be from the past? I mentally slapped myself. Of course not! That's crazy! What, did she time travel into the future without any idea that anything's changed, and just happen to attack me and my brother? Sure… that could happen. It's probably just a prank. Payback, ya know? I've pranked a lot of people, so I should've expected payback eventually. Even so, this was a little odd. My dream faded as I left the infirmary.