Chapter 2: Bow and Arrow

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"I've been the archer...I've been the prey."

- 'The archer' by Taylor Swift

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Percy's POV:

Suddenly I'm sitting in a desert by a campfire. Okay but why would I set fire in the literal desert??

Then I see something in the distance.

"Ah he left you here"

I hear a deep voice say in a kind of whisper.

"Left you here with nothing."

The voice continues and I stand up.

"I know how you feel. You want what's been taken from you."

I turn around to see a wave of sand coming right at me.

"You want justice."

Then I fall.

And bam I wake up.

Turns out it was just a nightmare. Again..

Luke saw me wake up in terror and stood up from the bed he was sitting on. "You okay?" he asks me with a frown. "Super." I say in a sarcastic way while sitting up.


"We all have the you know. Intense, recurring nightmares. That's normal here" he tilts his head for a second. I stand up and he continues. "And the daydreams, and the ADHD, and dyslexia. Demi-Gods just process reality differently than humans do..For the first time in your life you're just like everyone else." "So are you also... Do you know who you're-" I start but Luke cutts me off.

"Am I unclaimed? No. Hermes is my father. That doesn't matter. We're all on the same team here." He was avoiding talking about his dad. But who was I to ask more about it? "Why is that okay? Why do they get to bring us here just to ignore some of us?" I ask him with a frow.

"Spend too much time tryna figure out why the gods do whatever it is they do, you'll drive yourself crazy. Sooner you stop worrying about that, the sooner you can enjoy what this place does offer." The black haired guy tells me. "And what's that?" I asked him. He tilts his head. "Glory." he smiles.

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Me, Luke, Chris and some others walk out of the cabin and Luke speaks again.

"Demigods have always fought for glory. They used to call it kleos. It's like this stuff that attaches itself to your name. Makes it bigger, scarier, more important. People listen closer when you talk. They work harder to be your friend. And they think twice about messing with you." He explains to me as we keep walking.

But then a girl bumps into me and just walks away like it was nothing, then Chris smiles at her, before she gets the chance to smile back I speak up.

"Hey!" I exclaim at her. She scoffs, turns around and pushes me on the ground. "Woah." I hear Chris say. "Hey knock it off Clarisse. It's like his first day, come on." The curly, brown haired girl, whose name apperently is Clarisse, just smirks.

Chris walks over to me and helps le uo. When I'm standing he pats my back.

Clarisse then speaks: "Wait, so this is the kid who killed the Minotaur. Is that right?" "Yeah" I say looking away. "I'll bet" she says, smirking qs she steps closer to me. "Look, you want attention around here dummy? You better be ready for when it comes." The girl then inched closer, making me flinch back and with she and her friends laugh at before they wander away again.

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