Hey guys, it's me Jackie.

I know you're all gonna want to send me to Tartarus for not updating. (Dodges arrow)

But here it is! I hope you all enjoy! I'll try to make the chapters longer because I don't update regularly. Please reveiw.

Darcy's POV:

I should be saying that I charged and swung my sword with expert skill. That I did flips over my attackers. But what I am saying is the opposite. I just stood there like an idiot going, "Um... What do I do?"

So I did the next best thing, I ran. I've always been fast, so nobody really got close enough to try attacking. I ran behind a bush and stayed there. I waited for a while. I heard the sound of swords clanging and arrows whistling through the trees. I heard yelling and Ancient Greek cursing and running. Then, it got quiet, like everyone had gone in a different direction. So I peaked my head out. The coast was clear.

I took a step from out of the bushes and was immediately surrounded by 4 kids, they all looked like teenagers. I only recognized one of them. It was Clarisse LaRue, daughter of Ares the war god. Percy had told me to stay away from her.

"Well, what have we here?" she said. "Another Kelp Head?" Her friends laughed. I said something real smart like, "Uhhhh."

"I'm not gonna let you embarrass me like your stupid brother did. So I'll pulverize you now instead." Her friends followed with a chorus of ooooooohs.

"Percy isn't stupid. You're the one who's stupid Clarisse! If you're so strong, then how did Percy embarrass you his very first day, huh?" I said. I knew I would regret it, but no one insults Percy like that. Her friends said, "Roasted!"

Clarisse looked at me with pure hatred. Then she punched my in the face. "Ow!" I said. Her friends laughed. I kicked her in the shins and she fell. I pushed her and she toppled over. She then grabbed me by my armor and swung me around a couple of times before throwing me to the ground. My head was pounding, but I wasn't about to let her destroy me. Years of living with my father taught me to get up and keep going.

At the thought of my father, my hand started twitching and everything started spinning. I fell back down. I tried to keep myself sitting up. My breathing came in gasps. "See, not as tough as you thought you were." Clarisse said, but she looked worried. Then I saw Percy running over. "Clarisse! We won! Are you-" He paused and looked past her. "Darcy? Is that you?" He sprinted over to me.

I looked up into his green, concerned eyes. "I-I'm okay." I tried to get up but fell down again. I touched my face and felt a bruise. "Darcy, stay there. You're okay." He turned around and glared at Clarisse. "What did you do to her." He growled. Clarisse puffed her chest up. "The little brat messed with me. She got what was coming to her." Percy looked around. A group of people were watching what was going to happen.

Percy launched himself at Clarisse. "Percy!" I screamed. "Stop!" He punched her over and over again. She tried to fight back and was obviously failing. Annabeth ran over to me. "Darcy what happened?" She asked. "I-it was nothing. J-just C-Clarisse." I looked at Percy. "You need to stop him." I said. She looked at me. "Yeah I do."

She got up and just like that, pulled Percy off Clarisse. Clarisse got up and ran in another direction. Chiron, the camp director galloped over. He was a centaur, half man, half horse.

"What happened here? Darcy, are you hurt?" he looked at my eye. "I-I'm fine. Really. Just-" I turned around and puked. I turned back around, tears in my eyes.

Why was I crying? I was tougher than this. I knew these people would think I was a baby. I didn't want them to think that, so I stood up. The ground was swaying, but other than that I was fine.

I tried to walk but as soon as I took a step, the world turned upside-down. Chiron put hand on my shoulder, I flinched. His hand triggered memories, painful ones. My hand began to twitch and my breathing became ragged again. I blacked out. The last thing I heard was Chiron saying, "Will! Help me get her to the infirmary!"

Percy's POV:

My sister tried to walk but couldn't stay upright. As soon as Chiron tried to steady her though, something weird happened. She flinched, almost as if she was afraid of Chiron. Then, her left hand started to twitch and she started breathing heavily. Her eyelids fluttered and she fell onto Chiron. "Will! Help me get her to the infirmary" he called. Will ran over and his boyfriend followed behind him. Will was busy so Nico stopped to talk to me. "Your sis, right?" He asked. "Yeah, Darcy." I said. "Clarisse?" I nodded.

The son of Hades looked at me. "I think there's something else wrong with her." I was confused. "What do you mean?" He paused before answering. "I think something about what Clarisse did to her triggered, like, a memory or something." "Nico, could a memory really be that powerful?" Nico looked me in the eyes. "You'd be surprised." And with that he melted into the shadows.

I followed Will and Chiron to the infirmary. They put her down on one of the beds and Will began examining her. After about 5 minutes, he said, "She has a minor concussion and she fractured her right arm. She should ice that bruise on her face too." He ran off to grab an ice pack.

"Chiron?" I asked. "Yes Perseus?" he answered, using my real name. "Is there something else going on with Darcy?" I was afraid of the answer. "I believe so my boy. She seemed traumatized when I put my hand on her shoulder." Then I had a thought. Maybe she lived with someone like my stepfather Gabe, an abusive jerk. "Have you contacted her family yet?" Chiron nodded. "I left a message on their phone. They never answered." I nodded. "Maybe we should try again. I can do it. On the video screen." Chiron waved his hand, giving me his OK.

I ran to the screen room. Her home number was on Mr.D's desk. I picked it up and entered it on the screen. After two tries, a man picked up the phone.

"Hello ." I said.
"What do you want boy?" he asked."I'm a friend of your step daughter's. My name is Percy Jackson."
"Hello Percy. Speaking of Darcy, where is the brat? I need her to clean up this dump."
"She's here with me at a camp. She's safe, don't worry."
"Oh I don't care. I just need her to clean. I got important people comin' over tonight. She's also gotta cook for us."
I gave the awful man a glare. I had been right. It was obvious her dad was terrible. There was no way I was letting Darcy go back to that home.
"Darcy's gonna stay at camp. Away from jerks like you." I ended the call.

Clarisse's POV:

I walked back into my cabin. A girl named Cherry came up to me. "Hey Clarisse. Did you kill that Darcy girl? Congrats." "I didn't kill her. Just showed her who's boss around here." I answered. I puffed my chest and walked to my bed. I took out a knife and began sharpening it.

The truth was, I was a bit worried about her. She really seemed petrified. As much as I loved pulverizing her, I couldn't help feeling a twinge of guilt as I thought about the terrified look in her eyes when she was on the ground. I knew what it felt like to be absolutely terrified of something. I thought about the Labyrinth and shivered.

But I could also see a bit of determination in that little punk, she was trying to be tough. Of course, she obviously failed, but I saw her trying and I know how hard that is. Believe me, I know. The pressure to be tough and mean as Ares' child was overwhelming.

I know. What? Clarisse isn't always self-confident? She isn't naturally viscous? Obviously I'm naturally fierce, but some of that grit is fake.

As I put away my sharpened knife, I thought that maybe, maybe this child of Poseidon isn't so bad.

Ta-Da! I guess this isn't too cliffy. I will update as soon as possible. Please review, favorite, and follow.

I have just one last request. Should Clarisse befriend or hate Darcy? You decide put in the reviews!