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Arabella's POV
I woke up in my room at the school in a cold sweat. Weird dreams, temperatures, and people, this building is a menace! By the gods, if I have to spend one more minute at the same breakfast table as those people, I swear I will kill myself. I'm an optimist, but we do not get along. How the gods think they can throw together 27 people and we'll get along all happy-go-lucky they are wrong. I swear, you should see the way they brutally maim each other in training. It's not like they want to...most of the time. The head honchos were forcing to them to try and kill each other. Today, at LAST, we're getting new instructors! I think I might scream with joy. I might be a daughter of Hades, but I can certainly feel joy! And draw exceptionally well... Anyways, I had just woken up, and my entire room is coated in condensation! I groan and start dressing just as a siren starts sounding, and sending piercing wails of sound throughout the building. Ha, that's just to wake us up. We get up at 6 AM and go to bed at 11:00, that's only 7 hours of sleep. Most of us range from ages 14-17 but we do have a couple of kids about age 12 or 13. I grab my satchel and place my sketchbook and pencils in it. This place may be messed up and insane, but they do have state of the art quality luxuries. Besides of course, being run by insane dictators. I wonder how the thermometer went out this time. That's more or less how my room, got that cold as to the condensation in the air, turned to sweat on the walls. I wonder if a child of Jupiter/ Zeus or a child of Apollo was the one to mess up the thermometer; it could've been from extreme heat. (I don't know if that's right, it's summer and I don't get Science!) I grab my guitar and head down the long hallways to breakfast, wearing my usual Gothic clothing. My black hair was up in a ponytail and off my neck so I wouldn't be that hot when I was fighting in the training room. Of course, that depended on if our new instructors wanted us to train today. I hoped not, I was falling behind with my drawing. I've been working on one for over a week! Anxious not to miss breakfast, I run down the hallway. I see my two best friends, Lexi, a daughter of Apollo and Alex, one of my half brothers. Lexi might be a daughter of Apollo, but she's punk, and definitely not a snobby chic or girly girl. And, Alex maybe only 12, but he's like a little brother to me and we get along really well and he acts as old as the rest of us.

"Hey guys," I said, out of breath from running down the hallway, "What's up?"

"The sky?" joked Lexi, while Alex just rolled his eyes.

"Not much, the new instructors haven't arrived yet, and breakfast starts in 5," stated Alex. I can always count on Alex to keep me up to date.

"Who were the people to break the thermometer this time?"

"Ah, a vicious fight between the twins and the trio wasn't done until Sylvia broke it up, leaving her hanging upside down from a chandelier."

"Again?" I asked warily lately the twins and the trio were getting into so many fights it was a miracle we were all still alive. The bell sounded for breakfast, so we made our way to the long table. Our breakfast, lunch, and dinner table wasn't too fancy. It was a long dinner table with a white tablecloth and name cards. Okay, so it was EXTREMELY fancy, but only the name cards were only so we would know where to sit so they could make sure everyone was accounted for and that the new arrivals would have a place to sit. Have you ever walked into a room that immediately when you stepped in, you could literally feel the unease and tension in the air? Well, that is definitely what you would feel if you had walked into our dining room. The silence was so thick; you probably could've eaten it for breakfast! We were waiting, normally we were only quiet out of fear, but today we were waiting, all of our senses on high alert. Finally we heard it, the slam of a door being shut.All at once, 26 heads that had been drooping only moments before, focusing on little objects to pass the time, shot up like rockets. I swallowed hard, here it comes, our new instructors. My one thought Oh, gods we're doomed. Zeus and two girls (one a bit older and the other a bit younger than me) came into the room, Zeus came in like he owned it. Quickly, we stood up and bowed to Zeus and the two girls. They were probably just here to train, like the rest of us, they couldn't possibly...

Zeus cleared his throat and said, "This is Silver and Janie they will be your new instructors." Silence followed. I shook my head, they were hardly a day older than we are, and in fact, I know people who are older than they are. Again I say, we're doomed. "Now, I want you to show them your skills in the training room for 3 hours, no breaks, no exceptions." We looked at each other, that wasn't fair! I tried to protest, everyone did.

"But, Lord Zeus, Uncle you can't do this! We were promised no training today!"

"Well, that promise has been broken." The two girls, sorry instructors looked bewildered. Zeus knows that if we decided someone should be well, dead, we can reduce them even a god, down to practically nothing. That's just how powerful we are and how long we've been training for. That doesn't mean we like it. Zeus, sensing our anger, quickly leaves and doesn't introduce us to our instructors like he should. Well, to the training room then. Once an order is given to go, we have to, even if we haven't had meals. I grab my satchel and guitar and start heading down there with everyone else. Janie, I think, called out to me.

"Where are you guys going?"

"Training room, where else? The minute an order is given we have to obey it, even if It means missing meals."

"Who enforced that rule? It's horrific!"

"Nevertheless, we have to. Zeus ordered us to. For line up order, I'm #1. Arabella, but please call me Bella. Please, let me go, I'm one of the older kids and I have to look after some of the younger ones."

"Oh...okay, but..." I nodded to her, bowed and ran off. If that's really how much these instructors know, it might be more painful for them than for us.

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