(A/N: Thank you so much for reviewing WinterStormArt, here is a new chapter! A clue included! I need ideas for a quest if anyone has any to suggest for me!)

"I'm Leah. No idea who I'm the daughter of."

"Well hopefully not Nike," he said.

She arched an eyebrow, "and why is that?"

Eric leaned closer to her and said, "'cause then you'd be my half-sister, making you off limits."

Leah smiled and rolled her eyes as he smirked playfully, "yeah, right. I'll see you later Eric." She turned and started to walk away.

"Hey," he spoke up.

She turned back and he said, "that was cool how you didn't back off from Clarisse, not many people intentionally start fights with her and can get out of it uninjured like you did."

"Something tells me that you would," she said sizing him up before walking away again, back to where Nico was waiting out of earshot.

Eric watched the girl leave; she wasn't scared of him like most campers were. Majority of the time, Clarisse wouldn't even mess with him. People stayed away from him and he kept to himself, that's how he liked it.

What he didn't like was when people shied away from him or wouldn't look him in the eyes. They were scared of him from the first day he came to camp, two months ago. That hadn't really been his fault, but he still felt guilty about it. It didn't help that he was constantly causing trouble and getting people hurt. He figured that once someone told the girl, what was her name? Leah that's right, once someone told Leah what he had done she would avoid him like the plague. For now he was just glad the girl with the blue eyes had talked to him like a normal person.

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Nico had shown her around the camp, they started to become closer, almost friends. She had gone and used the archery range; he was impressed with the grouping of her arrows. Only the best Apollo campers were that accurate. Leah had explained that she had to hunt all the time to eat so her survival practically depended on her skills.

At some point he had to go do something, leaving Leah to do what she wanted. She had mostly just wandered around. At one point she even found a girl stoking a big hearth. Leah talked with her for over an hour and found out that she was Hestia goddess of the hearth. She even went on the climbing wall when no one was looking.

Now it was dinner time, she still hadn't been claimed and had no clue where to sit. Leah spotted Eric sitting by himself at the end of the Nike table. Or at least she assumed it was the Nike table because all of the kids wore Nike apparel of some kind. She walked over and sat right next to him earning a few stares from other campers.

He looked over at her surprised, "what are you doing?"

"I'm sitting next to you," she said with a look that said 'duh.'

"Ok, two things; why?" he asked.

"Because no one else is sitting here and don't know where else to go"

"And second, you aren't even allowed to sit here," he said looking over at Chiron who hadn't noticed Leah yet.

"Why not?" she asked.

"All of the campers have to sit with their cabin. You aren't a child of Nike and haven't been claimed so you have to sit with Hermes cabin," he explained.

"What are they gonna do, pick me up and carry me over there. I highly doubt it. Just face it, Eric; you can't get rid of me."

He groaned and set his head in his hands, "you would if you knew what I've done."

She shrugged, "I don't think I would, because honestly I doubt it could be worse than what I've done. Just tell me."

He studied her for a moment, "promise to not treat me different if I tell you."

She nodded, "only if you promise to do the same."

He took a deep breath and spoke, "when I first came to camp I was being chased by a chimera. I had made it inside the barrier, I was safe, but I still thought I was being chased. A satyr saw me and came up behind me trying to help. I didn't see him and when I felt something touch my shoulder I thought it was the monster. I punched the satyr as hard as I could; he went flying into a tree. The impact snapped his neck and I couldn't do anything as he turned into a small bunny. It took them almost a full day to get me to calm down. Now people just stay away from me."

Eric looked down at the table, a guilty look on his face as he fell silent. Leah was silent for a moment before saying, "at least you didn't do on purpose."

He looked at her with question in his eyes.

"I killed a man on purpose. Shot his three times with my arrows, I was ten. I had been walking through the woods and saw him about to shoot a young stag. I just got so angry at the despicable man, hunting for sport instead a survival and that he was willing to kill such a beautiful creature. So I killed him, I have no regrets about it either."

He looked at her in shock and was about to say something when Leah cut him off, "I'm not judging you remember."

Eric closed his mouth and nodded, then Chiron walked up behind them and Eric felt a sense of dread. He didn't have a great relationship with the centaur.

"Leah, how are you doing at camp? Fitting in well?" Chiron asked.

Eric didn't look at the centaur as he spoke, but Leah did, "yes, I like it here. I might actually stay for a few weeks; do you have any idea when I will be claimed?"

"Unfortunately no, but until then you will sleep in the Hermes cabin. You do what they do, which means you eat meals with them too," Chiron explained.

Eric slouched a bit, but this went unnoticed by Leah and Chiron. She spoke, "actually, I like sitting here, I might sit with them some other time."

The centaur looked like he was going to argue and make her move, Eric fully expected him to do so. But he decided against it because he knew how campers avoided the boy and how much trouble Eric always got in, maybe he would stop acting up as much if she was around, "ok, just make sure you are in the Hermes cabin after the camp fire."

Chiron walked away and she looked at Eric, "see I told you he wouldn't make me leave."

"Not yet," he mumbled.

"So do you get into a lot of fights?" Leah asked.

"What?"

"Well being a kid of Nike I just assumed that you would like competition and winning so you would start a lot of fights," she explained.

He smirked, "yeah, I guess that could be reason for it. Oh and by the way, if you have anything valuable, keep it close. Hermes kids steal anything they can."

"This stuff is all stolen anyway, except this," She said as she pulled a small piece of paper out of a necklace that had been hidden under her shirt. Leah showed it to him and he gently took it.

While he unfolded it gingerly she said, "I guess now it would be safe to assume that this was written by my mortal parent to my godly parent."

"Can I read it?"

"I don't care, just don't rip it."

The note was hand written on a piece of paper, it wasn't it the best condition, "A####, let my aim be true. Let this bullet kill only those worthy and deserving of death. Let it not harm the innocent, only protect them from the ways of evil."

The name was burned so you could only see the A, "You can't read the name can you?" he asked.

She shook her head, "no, I've tried for years."

"I can't tell if this hand writing is from a man or a woman, it's almost like a type writer, but at least it narrows it down. Good news in case you didn't know Nike doesn't start with an A," he finished with a proud smirk.

Leah rolled her eyes, "so we can guess until I'm claimed."

"So we have Apollo because of the aim part, Athena for making the right decision of the person to kill and Ares if they were in some kind of war. Am I missing any?"

"You forgot Aphrodite, but I honestly don't think I would be her daughter. I mean seriously, do I look pretty enough to be the daughter of the goddess of beauty. I think not," he opened his mouth to say something, but she just kept talking, "so Apollo, Athena or Ares, those would all make sense.

(A/N: Tada! How is that for a clue? Ok and any of you people thinking you have outsmarted me, the number of characters I put there do not match any number of letters of any gods or goddesses that start with an A.

-DarkFlameJ)