The Odd One Out

Capture the Flag

Aesira's POV
Over the next few days, Luke showed Percy around and tried helping him find what he was good at. Annabeth and I have been teaching him Ancient Greek and the Gods' history every morning, after that I follow Luke and him around while he did the camp activities.

I admit, Chiron basically forced me to 'hangout' with him, spend the day with him and whatnot. I protested but eventually agreed to it as long as Luke, Annabeth or Grover were with us.

Percy did not excel in a lot of things and apparently the one thing he did was canoeing. All the other counselors were definitely trying to figure out who his godly parent was but definitely no luck. Luke tried to make him feel better, saying his dad might be Hermes. I personally doubt that.

I had an idea who his dad was, all the signs were pointing to it and we're clear as day...I mean at least to me. Since no one else pointed it out, I didn't want to. Besides, I didn't want my guess to be right anyway, but knowing me and my luck, I never get what I want.

Honestly, Percy was picking up on Ancient Greek quite fast, within a few days he could get through a few sentences with no problem. Of course the history was another matter, but whatever.

The thing that really helped pinpoint my guess for his dad, was his first sword fighting class. Luke led it, as usual for cabin eleven. I joined them for this class today. We did the basics today, some slashing of the straw dummies. Percy definitely did better in sword fighting than archery that's for sure.

Eventually we did pair work, Luke paired with Percy since it was his first time. A few campers snickered, some said good luck to him.

"Maybe he'll go easy on me," Percy said.

Those around him snorted. I rolled my eyes, god was he stupid. I hadn't uncapped Atromitos, choosing to use one of the practice ones, not wanting to accidentally hurt someone. When new campers came, some have heard of me owning my own weapon and questioned me...at least those brave enough. I didn't tell them anything, I only waited till Luke asked me to demonstrate the skill with him, showing them what would probably happen.

Luke started basically humiliating Percy, hitting him with every strike. Halfway through, Luke paused asking me to take over. I smirked as I walked up in front of Percy.

Luke stopped beside me as he walked off the stage, "play nice sunshine."

"As if you would." I said, moving directly in front of Percy.

The guy looked a little puzzled, probably thinking 'what's a ten year old going to do against me.' or something along those lines. I spun the practice sword in my hand, the minute Luke said start, I attacked. I was basically a monster with how fast I attacked. Percy barely had time to react as I continued humiliating him.

When Luke finally called for a break, Percy was dripping in sweat and I could hear snickers from campers. I stood beside Luke as he dumped a bucket of ice water on his head. I noticed Percy do the same and his face seemed to have lit up.

"I thought I said go easy on him." Luke snapped me out of my trance.

"You say that every time," I said, rolling my eyes, "it's no fun if I go easy."

Luke chuckled, shaking his head. He reached out a hand, paused for a second before ruffling my hair. I smiled, but only for a moment. I loved how Luke cared so much about how I felt, making sure I was aware of his actions before touching me.

"Okay, everyone circle up!" Luke ordered, pulling his hand away from my head. "If Percy doesn't mind, I want to show you a little demo."

The two walked up to the middle. I admit, Percy looked more relaxed, in a way. He was still awkward and all but his arm holding the sword didn't look weird anymore.