Hey guys, take it slow, I can't update every hour!

Alright, I'll update as soon as possible...

Sorry for all the Veronitom (ha, I like that) fans but I think Summer goes better with him.. will Veronica get a guy? You'll just have to wait and see...

Time for Lilly and Leon to be claimed, but who by? That's kind of obvious actually...

Now, time for a new character to be introduced... and I should warn you, all is not as it seems!

Enjoy,

-Silverhand9028

Lilly's POV:

The beautiful dove burned brightly over my head.

"Aphrodite," I smiled.

"That explains your uselessness with a sword," grinned Leon.

I rolled my eyes. Leon only thinks with violence. I'm sure there's something loving under there...

"I'm not that bad.." I murmured.

"Dude, you picked up the sword and fell over!"

"Shut up!"

"You should use a knife!" called a voice.

I turned to see a girl strolling towards us. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, the tips and fringe (A/N bang to you Americans) were dip-dyed black. Her Camp t-shirt was ripped down to a sleeveless top showing her belly. She wore ripped jeans, black boots and spiked bracelets up her arm. But her eyes were phenomenal – shifting into many rainbow colours, forever twisting like an absorbing kaleidoscope, shrouded with secrets and mystery.

"Swords are too heavy and clumsy," she said, "I'll give you knife training you won't live without."

She turned on her black boots and strolled out.

"Who was that?" I murmured.

A son of Aphrodite called Aston walked up. "Her name's Magenta Mirage. Daughter of Morpheus, God of Dreams. She's weird, but all her cabin are."

"As weird as her?" murmured Leon.

Aston shrugged.

"No, most of them just daydream all day – or sleep. But there's something about her... something shifty, like she's up to something."

Magenta was slinking round the corner slyly, like a stoat sneaking through a rabbit's hole.

"Well," I announced, "I'll say yes about the knife training, see what she's up to. Work something out."

"Smart," shrugged Leon. He almost looked... impressed?

Toby's POV:

I heard a beautiful noise as I meandered through the woods. There was a loud, gorgeous voice pealing out like wind chimes, accompanied by the gentle strum of a guitar. I followed the noise to find three people sat by the creek on a log.

The first was Summer, the source of the sound, who was strumming a few chords out on her guitar. The second was Tom, humming along as he sharpened his sword. The last was Veronica, on Summer's other side, smiling up at her best friend. After all, these three shared the closest friendship in the Camp.

"Hi Toby!" Tom grinned, waving.

"Hey guys!" I smiled, sitting beside Tom as Summer finished the song with a perfectly harmonised 'Ooooh'.

"Hi" the girls chorused at once.

"Where's Lilly?" asked Summer.

"Down by the Morpheus Cabin. A girl said she'd train her with a knife."

"Cool. What about Leon?"

"Didn't you here? He sliced up a dummy so well, everyone was really impressed. You'll never guess what: he got claimed!"

"Who by?" Tom asked, leaning forward.

"Ares, I'd guess!" Veronica reasoned.

I nodded. "Got it in one. He's at their Cabin, you know the one-"

Suddenly: "Aaahh!" a young girl in a lime green chiton tore through the undergrowth, her auburn hair flailing out behind her.

"What?" cried Tom, standing up, but the girl didn't stop.

"Was that a dryad?" asked Summer, setting down the guitar.

"I dunno," Tom murmured.

Another dryad followed suit, with a satyr behind her.

"Hellhound!" he screamed.

"Hellhound?" gasped Veronica.

But sure enough, a vicious, unearthly howl pierced the air.

Tom picked up his sword, and Veronica unsheathed hers. Summer grabbed her quiver and notched her bow. I glanced around timidly and picked up the little sword I kept on my belt.

A satyr ran through the forest, but he stopped when he saw us.

"Lief?" cried Veronica.

Lief nodded. "I saw a hellhound! Run!"

He tore away, which was odd because he didn't seem that panicked.

"I say we go," Veronica reasoned, "we're unexperienced and-"

Everything happened in a second.

A black furry wolf-like beast, taller than all of us, leapt out at us, snarling viciously.

Tom ran forward light-footedly, slicing in a heavily practised arc. Summer stepped back and fired an arrow, as I brought up my sword in defence.

All of a sudden, three figures ran in. The first was from behind us, a burly boy of sixteen in an apron, wielding a hammer. The next two I recognised: the weird daughter of Morpheus, Magenta and Jack, a son of Apollo.

Magenta drew a knife but didn't do anything, and Jack stopped too, but the boy charged forward just as the beast was about to bite off Veronica's arm.

Veronica breathed out as the beast was knocked down. Chiron suddenly cantered through the bushes and shot down the dying beast with a single arrow.

"A hellhound?" he mused, as the large group of us stood round the corpse.

"Who let it in?" I wondered.

"It wasn't me!" Magenta glowered.

"Nor me!" Jack defiantly stated.

"Well who was it?" Chiron demanded.

Who do you think it was? Tom? Veronica? Summer? Toby? Magenta? Jack? The other boy? Or someone else entirely...

Sorry for the late update, hope you like it!

-Silverhand9028