Sorry I didn't update before, but I had so much work, and all my free time was spent watching the fourth season of Merlin (if you don't know what Merlin is, seriously crawl into a hole, die, get reborn, then watch it on youtube)

Chris' pov:

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Leo, obviously concerned.

"Of course" I snapped. Okay, so maybe i was a little scared, but I had driven a chariot before. Just because these horses are about five times as strong, doesn't mean I can't handle them. "Now help me strap the horses up."

"Campers." shouted Athena from the stands "the rules are simple. There shall be one charioteer, and one helper. You must race three times around the track; the first ten chariots shall proceed to the next round. Now, line your chariots" with a final wave of her hand the wisdom goddess sat down with all the other Olympians and stared blankly at the track.

Everyone led their chariots onto the start line. Our horses were actually behaving quite well, although that would probably stop once they started running.

When they saw our horses my father glared at me, and my siblings started muttering amongst themselves. Probably something along the lines of 'I call Christie's bunk.' or 'ten drachmas says the bitch gets killed.' Clarisse, however, looked ecstatic, probably because she was looking forward to watching Leo and I get trampled to death.

Leo and I, that sounds nice. No, concentrate on the race gods damn it!

Nervously, I pulled on my leather gloves as I stepped into the chariot, Leo behind me. Grabbing hold of the reins and wrapping them around my wrists I stood. Gods damn it I was going to win this race of it killed me.

Although our chariot was made of celestial bronze, it was very slim, little more than wire mesh, and would therefore provide little protection if our horses decided they didn't like us all that much (which wasn't that far-fetched an idea)

The countdown started, 10, 9. From the corner of my eyes I could see the other campers begin to ready their horses. 6, 5. I could see one of my younger sisters holding up a sign with my name on it. 3, 2, 1.

The conch horn blared from the marble stand surrounding the ring. The horses, obviously accustom to such races set off immediately, the little good I could do was steer them.

We immediately took the lead thanks to our superior, immortal horses. Not long after I heard a crack and a scream from behind us, as Cesca's chariot crashed, I heard her and her partner shriek, and my head instinctively jerked around. One of the gods beamed them from the track a split second before Beckendorf and Silena's chariot smashed into there's. That split second however was enough for Jason and Pipers chariot (pulled by venti in horse form) to overtake us.

Over the course of the next 30 seconds a few other chariots passed us as well. Although our horses were the strongest, I had hardly any control over them so we weren't taking a very good route round the track.

Somehow I managed to jerk the horses into the inside lane, and leaving a trail of carnage behind us we regained the lead.

Everything was going perfectly until something jammed our back wheels. I heard Leo scream into my ear "They're plants"

"Burn them!" I screamed back.

As Leo hung precariously off the back of the chariot, burning the plants from our wheels Katie and Travis pulled up next to us. Well that explains the plants I guess.

Leo popped back up, his job complete, and shouted "See ya suckers!" as he flipped a switch which fired super-fast drying adhesive to their chariot wheels. They instantly ground to a halt, their horses neighing
furiously, and the riders shouting obscenities.

By this time we had made it passed the finish line for the second time, meaning it was our third and final lap this meant that we could finally use our greatest weapon. Leo!" I screamed "time to hit the button."
Flame-boy obviously agreed with me as he hit the big red button on the dash-board which released a sea of slick oil behind us.

From behind us came the screech of wheels, many screams and a string of curses as most of the chariots slid out of control and smashed into one another. I was really beginning to enjoy myself.

With most of the obstacles out of the way, we sped around the last lap in record time, narrowly beating Percy and Annabeth's chariot to the finish line. Unfortunately, we couldn't stop. The horses, plainly hyped up on endorphins continued galloping at full speed, the combined efforts of Leo and I doing nothing to slow them down. Despite this, I wasn't too worried they would just run themselves into the ground.

I remembered as we turned the corner in front of the oil spill, what our favorite weapon had been, our stallions on the other hand didn't, until they ran straight into it. Talk about karma.

Mere seconds after our chariot hit the oil slick the wheels spun out from beneath us, hit one of the wrecks on the track and flipped over. Leo and I spun in not-so-graceful arcs through the air, I landing with a sickening crunch on my right arm.

A few pained seconds later I dragged myself to my feet, just about ready to faint. Leo, unharmed (the lucky, lucky bastard) rushed towards me, and held his hands out behind me to catch me if I fainted. I promptly fell face first towards the oil-saturated ground in a dead faint.

Tomorrow's chapter will be almost pure fluff in Leo's pov ;).

Seriously, watch Merlin (right after you review)