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"Wake up!" was the first thing I heard the next morning.

"Uh, what?" I mumbled, stil half-asleep.

"Wake up!" the person shouted again, sounding angrier than before.

"Kay, jus' a minute." I murmurred.

Suddenly someone was grabbing me, and my warm, cozy bed was gone, then I was lying in the floor and my entire back fucking hurt.

"Ok, I'll get the fuck up!" I snapped angrily, sitting up.

"Good." Grace, head councellor of the Athena cabin, said before walking off.

I walked into the male changing area at the side of the cabin, and opened my locker. I took out my orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, jeans, socks and boxers, and got dressed into them quickly. I took my trainers out, put them on, and headed outside. The area outside was a nice place. The cabins were arranged into a square, with a fountain in the middle. A few other demi-gods were also just waking up. Actually, almost all of them were just waking up.

'Curse you, Grace.' I thought, angry that I was woken up so early pointlessly.

I walked to the dining pavilion to the north of the cabins, got my meal (bacon, sausage, fried eggs and baked beans), walked over to the blazing bonfire in the middle of the pavilion, scraped in a paticularly nice looking piece of bacon, and went to sit down with my half-siblings at the Athena table.

"About time you got here." Grace said.

Me and Grace didn't get along that well, mostly because I disagree with her excessively commanding way of leading the cabin.

"I took two minutes!" I complained, cutting into a sausage.

"Two minutes too long." Grace said.

"Grace, you can't expect him to be any faster than he-" Mark, my half-brother, said.

"Yes, I can, Mark." Grace growled, and Mark backed down.

Mark's a good friend and half-brother, and a damn good shot with a rifle, but he is intimidated or scared a little too easily.

I frowned at Grace as I ate the slice of sausage I had just cut.

"Mark is right, though, Grace." Lavender, one of the only twins in Camp Half Blood.

"Yeah, he is." Rose, the other twin, added.

"Ok, ok, you win." Grace sighed, "Sorry, Tom."

After that we finished our meal in relative silence, and headed to the armoury. We had a battle with the Apollo cabin next, and needed to arm and armour up. Our armoury is a big, metal shed full of weapons. The first time I had seen it, I said that I didn't want to wage war on plants, which had earnt an amused grin from Grace. I put on a bronze chestplate and helmet styled after ancient greek armour, then took a sheath and clipped it onto a combat belt. I filled the rest of the combat belt with throwing knives, and selected a well balanced sword.

"Any special requirments for the plan?" I asked Grace, then, before I could stop myself, added, "You majesty?"

Grace glared at me and said that there wasn't any. I cursed my mouth and it's runaway habits, and followed my now angry cabin councellor to the arena. Grace explained the plan. Me, Rose, Lavender and Craig, another of my half-siblings, would launch a head-on attack while Grace, Mark and Jen crept around the side and shot the Apollo cabin with two bows and a rifle. It wasn't a great plan, but in an open, sand arena, what could you do? We walked out into the arena and got ready to fight. I examined the Apollo cabin. There was eight of them, and five were wielding bows, the other three having shortswords. Chiron shouted for the battle to start and I charged, throwing a few daggers as I closed the gap with the three Apollo cabin swordsmen.

"Raargh!" I yelled as I swung at a tall, thin son of Apollo.

He blocked my blow and quickly retaliated with a quick stab towards my chest. I blocked and leapt backwards just in time to avoid an arrow. However, a second arrow sailed towards me and hit my chestplate. I stumbled backwards, and ducked yet another shot. My opponent lunged at me and I blocked, knocking his blade to the side. Craig joined me in fighting him, and we quickly gained the upper hand. Before we could take him down, however, one of the archers slung her bow and charged us with a dagger. I engaged her in combat as Craig continued fighting her half-brother.

"Ready to lose?" I 'asked', then got hit in the knee by an arrow, "Shit!"

She laughed, leaping me and swinging her knife.

I leant backwards to avoid the swing, then slammed my shoulder into her, knocking her backwards. She winced in pain, then ducked under a swing of my blade and sliced at my knee. I couldn't dodge in time and I grunted as it slid straight through my flesh. I slammed my other knee into her face, breaking her nose, and she kicked me where it hurts. 'Fucking whore.' I staggered back and she sliced at me, but I blocked. Realizing I was outmatched, I tackled her and drew one of my throwing knives. Before I could stab her, however, she flipped use over, sending my knife skidding away. I realized the position we were in, our lips almost touching, and blushed.

BANG!

Mark's rifle went off louder than it should do (probably because it had oil in it - that tended to much shots up and make them too loud), making the Apollo girl jump slightly. I threw her off of me and quickly drew my sword as I stood up. A ray of sunshine hit my hand, making me drop my blade and say something very insulting. The Apollo girl just laughed and held her knife to my throat, drawing a small amount of blood. However, I had the point of one of my throwing knives digging into her chest, so she pulled away and rolled backwards several time. I quickly wiped the blood from my neck and grabbed my sword, when her knife flew towards me. I barely managed to bat it aside, but was kicked in the chest and knocked to the ground. I groaned at the pain and cursed as the the girl - Amber, I think it was - put the point of my sword to my head, a victorious expression on her face.

"You win, Amber." I said, defeated, then smiled, "But I think you might want to surrender."

She looked around and saw Mark aiming his rifle and Jen her bow at her. She sighed.

"I surrender." she said, handing me my sword and putting her hands up.

I laughed at the dissapointment etched all over her face as I stood up.

"I still beat you, so don't laugh!" she complained.

I laughed a bit more, and she glared and grumbled at me.

"Well, ain't you a little ray of sunshine." I joked.

Mark and Jen laughed at my joke and Amber looked a little less grumpy. Grace, who had just walked over, didn't get it. After that, we left the arena and headed back to the armoury. We put away all of our armour and weapons, except for me keeping my Sword and Mark a pistol. Who knows, I might need it in an emergency. I pulled the arrow out of my knee and winced in pain, then ate a small square of ambrosia.

"What's next?" Mark asked Grace as he put his rifle in it's locker.

"Climbing." Grace answered simply.

I grinned, climbing being a hobby of mine, but Mark groaned. Unlike me, he had never gotten the hang of it. Whichj could prove quite painful on a shaking rock wall with falling boulders and lava flows. No one had ever died on it, but in Mark's mind, it's bound to happen sometime. After all, the probability of an event happening will eventually reach 1. Unless a god interferes. That's one of the irritating things about being a child of Athena - you're always learning things, but most scientists are mortal and don't take the godly world into consideration, making knowing if they're correct really difficult. The other annoying thing is being dyslexic - I'm a child of the wisdom godess, yet can't read without the words dancing around my head, almost as though they're taunting me.

"You coming, Tom, or are you busy daydreaming?" Grace asked.

"Sorry, ADHD hijacked my brain." I said.

"Hate it when that happens." Jen added, as she, like almost all demi-gods, was also ADHD.

"I know, right, it's so frustrating!" I said, beggining to rant.

"It doesn't bother me that much." Grace said, "So I don't see how it affects you so badly."

"He's got a more severe case of it, obviously." Mark said.

"Whereas your briefcase is quite laid-back." I said to Grace, who groaned along with everyone else.

"Sorry, that was a really bad joke." I said.

"Yeah, it was. What happened to your good jokes?" Rose asked.

"I liked that one about the magic tractor." Lavender said, "It was really clever."

"Yeah, it was clever, but not funny." Mark said.

"I'm running out of jokes." I laughed as we walked over to the climbing wall.

"The great Tom Grey? Out of jokes?" Mark laughed.

"Not quite yet, Mark. Not quite." I replied.

"Tell us a joke, then." Rose said.

"Oh gods, please no." Grace said, not being a fan of my jokes.

"Please, Tom?" Lavender begged.

"Knock knock." I said.

"Who's there?" the twins asked simultaneously.

"Boo." I replied.

"Boo who?" they asked.

"Don't cry, it's only a joke." I answered.

Grace and Mark groaned, and Craig, who almost never showed emotion, frowned. But, it made Rose and Lavender laugh, so it was worth it. Kind of. When we reached the climbing wall, Grace pressed the button to start it up, and we got climbing. I sprinted at the wall and jumped, barely managing to start gripping slight depressions three meters up. I found somewhere to put my feet and started climbing, reaching from depression to depression, outcrop to outcrop, ledge to ledge. I was almost halfway up when it got really fun. A boulder came tumbling down from the top, forcing me to dodge by quickly swinging to another handhold. I started climbing again, and flows of lava opened up, one narrowly missing me. My planned route was blocked by lava, so I improvised and climbed around a different way, timing the shakes of the wall to make sure I didn't lose my grip. Another boulder fell, but it was nowhere near me, so I continued, ignoring it completely. I stayed still for a second as the wall shook, then rushed up the last bit and sat on top of the wall. After a while, I got bored and started leaping from this wall to the one opposite, which was a good ten meters away. Once, I almost fell when the wall shook right as I caught the wall I was jumping to, but I was fine. After about five minutes, the walls started shaking non-stop, meaning they were about to slam together. Everyone was at the top except Mark. I reached down and grabbed his hand, then pulled him up just in time.

"Thanks." he said.

"No problem." I replied, "Reckon you can get down ok?"

Mark always had trouble going down the wall after he had climbed it.

"I'll manage." he said.

The two walls pulled apart, and I quickly slid down the entire wall, then waited patiently at the bottom as the others slowly made their ways down. Everyone made it down fine, and we went down to the lake for my least favourite activity - canoeing. Poseidon hated Athena, and took it out on her children by making the sea, rivers and lakes a horrible place for them. I sighed and followed the others.

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