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Hey everyone, I just wanted to say that thank you all for your encouragement and ideas!
Guest: I am not sure whether to bring back Percy and Annabeth yet as this fanfic is mainly about Andy's time at camp
Mikeo: Maybe not the legend but some interesting events will take place at the campfire don't you worry!
SkyHigh236: Yes, Andy does indeed have uncles and aunts she does not know about. How? Well, you will soon come to know!
WhiteEagle1985: Quite a few people are going to act like jerks in the next few chapters and yes their attitude does suck! I mean how can they ignore Percabeth?
And now without further ado, Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Andromeda POV
A week passed. I was enjoying my time in camp tremendously. I was pretty good at canoeing if I say so myself and not as bad at archery as some other people I know *cough* Dad and Silena *cough*. Everyone at camp was very nice. That is, everyone except the Athena and Ares Cabin. The Ares cabin was understandable considering that they hated the Hermes cabin in general due to their incessant pranking but they got along well enough with everyone else – yes even the Poseidon Cabin. I guess Ares was no longer angry about Dad defeating him or just didn't care anymore.
The Athena Cabin was a different story. They kept to themselves and hardly spoke to anyone else. All the other campers ignored them too. I had seen Malcolm, Mom's half brother look at them sorrowfully a couple of times but he too did not do anything much. It was almost as though there was an unspoken feud going on between the Athena Cabin and the rest of camp and no one was in the mood of resolving the matter.
I got along quite well with the Poseidon Cabin on the other hand. There were three children of Poseidon – Georgiana, Sam and William. Georgiana was the oldest. She was seventeen and cabin counsellor. Her mother had been a professional scuba diver until one day she had drowned. People said that after the war veterans she was the best swordswoman at camp. I looked forward to sparring with her.
Sam came next, aged twelve. He was the one who had reminded me so much of Luke the night of the campfire. He was a goofball and was forever ready to help the Hermes Cabin prank an unsuspecting camper. William was the youngest – aged nine. He had come to camp only a week before me. Being one of the youngest, he was still quite shy and was a quiet child but had amazing control over water even at his age. The funny part was that Sam and William had the same mother! Yes, my grandfather fell in love with the same woman twice. Their mom was a former Olympic swimmer. Guess that was why she had caught the sea god's attention.
I was well aware of the whispers that surrounded me now as I went around camp. After my little exhibition at the sword fighting arena, everyone was sure that I would be claimed at the campfire that night. Alas! That was not to be. It was apparently very strange for a camper to not be claimed three days after being at camp and I had already been here a week. Moreover, I was well above the average age of thirteen.
That morning, I was practicing archery with Fred, a son of Apollo.
''Now, aim the arrow at the target,'' he said, helping me stretch the bow. ''That's right. Now focus, Andy, focus.'' Easy for him to say. Being a granddaughter of Poseidon archery did not come easy to me. Not to mention Fred's breath on my neck was incredibly distracting. Damn the hormones!
I took a deep breath and released the arrow. It grazed past the target only to hit the tree behind. Oh well, at least it did not hit a centuar's tail.
''Sorry,'' I muttered. ''Need to practice, I guess.''
''No problem.'' Said Fred smiling down at me. His blue eyes twinkled. ''Same time, Friday?''
''Friday.'' I said with a smile.
''How pathetic,'' said a voice behind us. I turned to see Diana, counsellor of the Athena Cabin behind me.
'' Even a four year old could have a better aim than you. No wonder you have not been claimed yet. I suppose your godly parent must be ashamed of your skills. Athena would be, that's for sure.''
''Shut up, Diana,'' I hissed.
I did not want to pick a fight, I really didn't. But she was not making it easy, that was for sure. I sure as hell did not know anything much about Athena but from whatever Mom had told me, she was surely not winning the mother of the year award from my side.
''You are not worthy of being a demigod you know, Andy,'' Diana continued, her eyes cold as lead. ''I bet that the sword fighting was a fluke that day. And as for defeating Kampe? Chiron must have helped you for sure. As though you actually could do something like that!''
''Andy, please, ignore her.'' Said Fred anxiously. ''She is not worth it.''
I shrugged his hand off my shoulder. ''You don't know what you are talking about Diana. So go away. I don't want to fight.''
''Like you could even if you wanted to,'' she mocked. ''No wonder your mortal parent did not send you to camp earlier. She must have known that you would be too weak to survive. And as far as your being not claimed is concerned, well let us face it- your godly parent is ashamed of you.''
A small part of my brain was warning me that she was not worth it. She was just jealous. But the moment she insulted my parents, it was the last straw.
''I think I told you to shut the fuck up.'' I said in a low voice. I did not care about the fact that half the camp was surrounding me. I could not think straight. My fatal flaw was not anger for nothing.
I felt a tugging in my gut. Icy chains of water shot out of the river and wrapped around Diana, pinning her to the tree. Her head hit the tree due to the impact. I heard the gasps of the surrounding campers but I was far from done.
My Dad's voice echoed through my head 'the sea does not like being restrained'. Damn right it doesn't. I willed the chains to wrap around her tighter until she was gasping for breath. I did not want to strangulate her but no worries, this was far from over. The water then parted to form knives that I threw at Diana forming an outline surrounding her. And now for the finishing touch. A watery trident sailed over me stopping just millimetres from her throat.
I walked up to her. ''You can insult me as much as you like but speak a word about my family again and next time I will not be so lenient.'' I said, my voice shaking with anger.
Saying so, I walked away towards the beach leaving a dozen flabbergasted campers in my wake.
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I don't know how long I stayed at the beach watching the waves crashing against the shore. Part of it was due to my own anger, I knew. I was angry at Diana, but was furious at myself for losing control. I had blown it.
''Hey,'' said Georgiana, sitting next to me.
I just nodded. I did not know what to say.
''So from that little display earlier I suppose it is safe to say that you too are a daughter of Poseidon?''
''Descendent,'' I muttered. ''Descendent, not daughter.''
''Care to tell me how that happened?'' she asked lightly.
''I can't.''
She seemed unfazed. ''Fabulous work there earlier by the way. Diana deserved it. She had gone too far. The trident was a nice touch. It took Sam and me a good hour to free her, not that we wanted to, Chiron made us.''
I grinned. Looks like Diana was not her favourite person either.
''Come on,'' she nudged me. ''time for dinner. You don't want to miss it.''
''I think I will pass. I can't face everyone. Not after what I did.''
''Nonsense. I doubt anyone will hate you for that. Half of the camp hates miss know-it-all as much as you do.''
''Moreover, it is time you told everyone your actual heritage, child. It is time for them to know.''
We both looked up to see Lady Hestia standing in front of us.
I am evil aren't I? But let's face it, Diana did deserve it. So, how was it? Like it, hate it let me know!
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Next time: the truth is out!
Until next week,
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