AN: Hello my dear readers. I know that this story hasn't been updated in a while. Will do my best to keep updating this story as often as I can, but I cannot garantee updates once a month, or per week. I know I am a slow writer, but this is not my first priority. I do not actually have many ideas for this story, so ajy would be very appreciated.

My training began the next day. I didn't have much time to prepare myself, but somehow, I survived through the first day. I started off with meditation. I tried to meditate, but it was pretty hard, seeing that I was just told the day before that I was a demigod. Or a type of one. Adfter two hours Apollo gave up. He started to train me with a bow and arrow, but that didn't quite work out as I kept hitting the minotaurseye. (Get it? Bullseye) I allways liked the medieval times. It seemed nice having knights and stuff like that. Also with some more human beliefs like the cristianism religion and so on. I had a huge library of books about them in my room.

And from time to time, I practiced my archery skills and I was allways a perfect shot. Though practice with swords was kind of in the requirements of being a SA unit member. As if you were left with a machete or any stick, you need to be able to fight back.

I could see that Apollo was surprised, but he didn't make it very obvious. He tried various things to find a weekness, but he didn't find any. Swords, bows, guns, siege weapons, I was good at all of them. Then, he left me to go to sleep. The day was over. Or so I thought.

I started to dream like a normal kid would, but then, I felt dizzy. I started to wake up, but then, in between wakefullness and sleep, I had my first vision. I saw camp half blood attacked by what seemed like giant dogs. Hellhounds. I remembered the name. There were also kids fighting eachother. It did not seam like a usual game. It was a fight to the death. Apollo campers shooting arrows into the battle scene, and ai heard a large blam. A sound of riffle. Then, a enemy demigod, or so he looked like, fell to the ground, followed by a hellhound, who instead, desintegrated. The boy had a hole through his forehead. The result of a experienced sniper. I saw a large green blur jump in the sky, then I woke up.

I was in my bed, sweating. I saw a yellow light on my arms and realised that I was glowing. Apollo suggested I make a journal of all my visions, but I did more than that, I started to write down all that has happened today.

I was woken by Apollo when he entered my room. He found me on the desk he gave me with my journal under my face. He tapped my shoulder and I surged upwards. He was caught by surprise and jumped back. And I went for the gun at the table and aimed at him. I just realised who he was and I appollogized.

"Sorry father" I appologized.

"You have nothing to appologize for, my son. You did as your instincts told you and I am glad that your instincs are so developped." He reasured me warmingly.

"Why did you wake me up? Isn't it early?" I asked.

"No." He said while oppenning the magical curtains. "It is rather late."

"Oh. Well, I rather start changing. Also, I have one question. What are we going to do today?" I got up.

"Well, we are going to start wi- It is better if you don't know." The god of the sun told me.

He left and I started to get dressed. I went to get my baggage and I found it gone. I looked in the drawer. Maybe he had servants put it in the drawers. And what I found was way better. I had clothes, they were normal, but they were so nice and so soft. I put on a T-shirt and I couldn't even feel it on me unless I consentrated strongly enough. They were awesomme. I finished getting dressed and I went outside. The sun was bright in the sky. I looked up and I could see the sun perfectly. It didn't damage my eyes or do anything bad. It was so nice.

I went to the training room and I saw Appollo there. I told him of my vision that I had this night, and he reassured me that usually, the visions could be four years later, even a hundred years later, so I better keep it written down so that I can remember them in times to come. I told him I allready did.

Because my visions started, he wanted me to practice on memory. He wrote plenty of words down and after a minute, he made me remember them and recite them without having to see them. It was a bit hard, but I understood why. If I had a prophecy and I counldn't write it down, I had to remember it until I could. After a few hours of practicing, I got better and I could recite the whole page. Then, he got me on different types of memory training, or so he called it. By the end of the day, he made me recite the last page I remembered, and that, I could not do. He reassured me that it was normal that I couldn't.

I went to sleep and started to write down all that happened this day. There wasn't much, but I still wrote down about two pages. As soon as I fell on the bed, I fell asleep. This time, I did not have a vision.

When I woke up, I was tired. It didn't make any sense, but I was used to being tired. I could stay awake for four days in a row. I didn't ponder on the subject much as, my father arrived immediately. It was as if he knew when I woke up. I waved the tought away a s he asked me to follow him. We arrived in a huge gym. There were other kids there, but I could tell that they were just a sort of magical hologram.

"Pick a weapon." The god of the sun pointed at a weapon stash.

I went and looked for a gun. There were not any so, I took a sword. It was not really heavy, but it was pretty big. The holograms automaticly took out their weapon of choice and charged. I looked for my father, but he was nowhere to be seen. I shrugged and ran towards my opponents. With a quick move of my arm, I blocked an ennemy attempt to stab me. I used the shock to my advantage. I quickly returned to him a small stab to the face. It desintegraded immediatly. Three left.

The second one had knifes in both hands. He looked harder. He had the advantage of agility and speed, but I had the advantage of distance and power. I tried a few lunges, but they were ale innefective. He quickly advanced towards me and started to attack me. I did my best defending, but he got me with a few cuts. I backed away a few meters and he followed me. I was so busy thinking his next move, I forgot I held my sword towards him. And so did my horor, he walked straight into my sword. I have never seen a man walk yo their death. As soon as I realised what happened, i thrusted forward and twisted the blade he yelled in agony and started to desintegrate. That left two more.

The next one, an archer, and a very quick one at that. As I ran towards him, I had to dodge the multiple arrows flying two centimeters past my head. I was stopped in my tracks by the other hologram appearing in front of me. This just got harder, I thought. In his hands, he held a axe. Instead of the normal battleaxes with two ends, this one had four, and spikes stickibg in between. A sort of mixe of a mace, and two battleaxes. He swung his axe against my torso. I tried to block it with my sword, but I rapidly realized my mistake. The sword was throw away from me. I almost forgot of the archer who was ten meters away. I saw the arrow before it hit him. He was hit in the back and he screamed in pain. I took that distraction and ran for my sword. I picked it up and went to finish the job. I turned around, but all I found was apile of ashes. He probably died from the pain. I started to run towards the archer, but I got hit in my right arm. In the pain, I dropped my sword. I fell to my knees and grabbed the arrow sticking out of my arm. With a quick pull, I removed the arrow. Now, I would have to use my bad arm. I went to the archer and when I reached him, I saw that he was not the orriginal archer, it was Apollo, my father.

"Why?" I walked towards him.

"You must learn to handle both arms with any weapon equally. You allways used your right, and now, give left the attention you have refused it for most of your life." He told me.

You know, when I first heard about Apollo, I thought he was a easygoing god. I never imagined him so serious.

First off, he and I started practicing with wooden sticks. I would get a bruise every so often, but otherwise, it was instructive. I kept practicing with Apollo until he deemed it late, which was as soon as the sun set. He let me go to my room to sleep.

While I was walking towards my room, I wondered; why did I see no other god or nature spirit here? I was determined to ask him that in the morrow. I jumped in my bed and waited for sleep to take me. I waited... and waited... and finally, I felt my mind drift into Hypnos' realm.

As I woke up, I noticed that today, there was no light in my room. It was completely dark. I waited for my eyes to adjust, but they never did. It meant that not even a drop of light entered the room. Having remembered this room by heart, I got up, found my clothes, put them on, then opened the door. I was surprised to see Apollo waiting at the door. There was someone behind him. Then, to my horror, the man plunged a sword through his chest. The god fell to the floor instantly, the floor slowly starting to fill up with Golden Ichor. I ran in pursuit of the man, but stopped when I got outside. All of Olympus is in flames. I hear a malicious laugh above me. And when I look to see who it is, I wake up. Apollo is shaking me roughly. I sit up then ask him:
"What time is it?"
"Doesn't matter, we're in danger, come on!" He replied, while pulling me up.

He starts running and I follow. When we reach outside, I notice that there are plenty of different gods and nature spirits. I'll ask him later, I think to myself. He stops running in front of a temple. It is a huge temple. When we go in, I notice Apollo disintegrating. I look at his throne and see him there. He winks at me. All of the other Olympians are on their respective thrones and looking at me expectingly. I bow and then Zeus starts talking:
"This boy is the next oracle, right Apollo?"
"Yes he is, father."
"All right. This boy is special, he needs to be trained." Zeus said.
"Father, that is what I have been doing since he got here. He gets better every d-"
"Silence!" Zeus thundered. "This boy needs to be trained from the best of the best to become one of them."
"Father, this boy is my son, I cannot let him go through that. He will come out a brainwashed soldier." The god of the Sun said.
"You are right, so only through the ones that we can control. Artemis, Athena, Ares train him, and get Hades to train him with the dead, tell him who this boy is and he will accept." The king of the gods ordered. "Council dismissed."

AN: Was that good? Again, really sorry for the really long wait. Life sucks... This doesn't mean that I will be able to publish more chapters soon, but it will take some time... Don't forget to review!