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Disclaimer found on the prologue
The mysterious figure chuckled at them. Oh how he loved to play with their minds! He never thought they would have caught on so fast. This was going to be interesting. Oh he did hope they would put up a fight! It was getting rather boring. No fight. Oh he really hoped the Ares boy fight back, but he was easily subdued. 'Weak, pathetic half-bloods. That's what they all are.' the figure thought angrily.
"I'll give you time to figure out my target. Let the games begin."
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"So you're saying is that I should go to every cabin and gather everyone who has the initials TR?" Percy asked confused. There was no need to do this. But then again he WAS the one who wanted to protect everybody. But this would just cause a panic. But, shouldn't these halfbloods get used to staring Thanatos at the face? The younger ones he could excuse, but the older ones who have been at camp for years should be used to it.
"Yes. Basically." Annabeth answered.
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Thalia often heard rumors from her fellow hunters. Usually it was about the gods or where the next hunt will be or about the newbie hunters.
No, this time it was about camp.
"-hear. A murderer lose on the grounds."
Hunters or not they were teenage girls, some being still 12.
"What about camp?" she asked so suddenly the girls jumped.
"N-nothing," the hunter composed herself "Just some rumor about a murderer in Camp Half-Blood."
Saying that Thalia was shocked would be an understatement.
A murderer? At camp? Were her friends safe? Were they still alive?
"When did news of this event reach you?" Thalia questioned the two hunters.
"About a week ago."
"And why did you not tell me about this?" she glared.
"W-we thought it was just a rumor." they defended.
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"No."
"But my Lady. I only ask of 1 week to visit my friends."
"And I said no. I have heard of the rumors of the murderer lurking around camp and I cannot risk you of being there."
"But Lady Artemis, you gave us the blessing of immortality if we stayed loyal. Unless I fall in love, which is unlikely in itself, or die in combat I will be okay."
Damn. She forgot about that blessing. Even being a goddess, it doesn't really excuse you from forgetting things. And that stupid blessing is what she had to forget.
Lady Artemis sighed "I allow you to have a week's off."
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So far Percy has only collected 5 TR's. Two from Tyche, one from Apollo, one from Hephaestus and one from Hecate.
And that was the last cabin. Percy fought the urge to dance. Finally, no more walking and talking. Now, he just had to lead them to the Big House.
"Where are you taking us?" Theodore Ra, a son of Apollo who was 16 and had brown hair and hazel eyes asked.
"Yeah, where are," said Tyler Renge
"You taking us?" finished Tristan Renge.
Tristan and Tyler Renge were twins from the Tyche cabin ('If they truly are Tyche's children, they'd be lucky to not be killed.' Percy thought).
They were both 8 with wild red hair and blue eyes. They looked so alike that you could only tell the difference because Tyler has his two front teeth missing.
Trinidad Ricardo, a Spanish 15 year old daughter of Hephaestus with short black hair and dark eyes, sighed. Those two have been annoying since they were sought out.
"Maybe if you actually shut up, we would know." Trevor Ristin, the half-brother of Lou Ellen had natural gray hair and yellow eyes. He was already 19 years old.
"Here we are!" Percy shouted.
"What are we,"
"Doing here?"
Trinidad's left eye twitched, the way they talked annoyed her. Couldn't they just speak like NORMAL people. But then again there wasn't anything normal about everyone.
"We.. I mean you guys have gotta... Uhmm…" Percy was nervous. What was he supposed to tell them? 'Oh there's some deranged murderer out to get one of you so you're here to be guarded.'? No. That would make them panic setting off a chain reaction.
"Wise girl!" Annabeth turned around to see her boyfriend waving at her. But she saw the hidden message. He needed help. Again.
"Yes?"
"Here're the people you requested an audience with." he pushed the nearest person, which was Trevor, towards Annabeth "Yeah, so bye!"
He tried to run. Keyword: TRIED. Annabeth quickly caught his arm and dragged him inside. The 5 TR's sweat dropped.
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"Kufufu... Let me make you people feel a little false sense of security, like you made me did."
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After telling the 5 about the murderer, they freaked out and screamed. But they had to protect them no matter what. So they trained them abit and had people go with them. So they were like on probation for assault.
Even after weeks of preparation, the attack surprisingly didn't come. They had thought whoever the murderer was, he or as some assumed she was killed by a monster or eaten by Peleus.
The all started feeling safe. That is until.
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"Mhhmmmmhmm"
"Keep struggling. It entertains me. Noone can rescue you."
A boy glared at the masked figure. He stared at masked figures red, demonic eyes in the dark. 'Red eyes like that are easily noticeable even at camp. He would surely get captured if they found out about it.' the boy thought.
The figure knelt beside the tied-up halfblood. He (as popularly known around camp) removed the duct tape from his mouth. "Any requests half-blood? Would you perhaps want to know what I am called as?"
"I hope they catch you and kill you then send you to the Fields of Punishment."
The masked figure laughed. A hollow, cold laugh. "And I dearly hoped that you half-bloods have been better prepared. But I captured you effortlessly."
"Fine.. Seems death seems inevitable enough. Tell me your alias." The victim said, defeated.
"The Half-blood Hunter. And don't you at least want to fight against death?"
"You would easily catch me again. And dude, that is so cliché."
"What would you like me to be called then, half-blood?"
"..."
"I thought so. Here." he put the card in victims's shirt pocket "Make sure they get it." he grinned maliciously, but since he was wearing a mask it wasn't obvious.
"So you hand write all of your cards."
"Yes."
"Your writing seems to be almost computerized."
"Years of practice, and you're asking these questions to delay your death." He then proceeded to burn him on his arms and face.
"Aaaaaaammmhhhmm."
He cut open the 3rd degree burns on his arms, which was a gruesome sight. He cut his throat and blood spewed. The mixture of boy's blood and sweat lay everywhere in the room. And it was all happening right under their noses.
"The fates of your pathetic half-blood lives lie on my palm. I'll make you suffer like you made me suffer."
-Chapter End-
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Date submitted: March 19