The Claiming

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                                                                   Annabeth's P.O.V.

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It all started out as a normal day at Camp Half-Blood. As usual, I was the first person in the Athena Cabin to wake up. I read a little bit of my book on architecture, then woke I up the rest of the Athena cabin so we could go to the dining pavilion for breakfast. At breakfast, the camp "bad boy" Percy Jackson walked past the camp "tough girl" Clarisse La Rue, a daughter of the war god, Ares, and pretended to trip and dropped his breakfast on her head. Furious, Clarisse stood up. "What the hell, Jackson?!" she yelled. "Oh, I'm sooo sorry. It was an accident, I swear," he said in a mock apologetic tone. "I don't give a damn if it was an accident or not!" she yelled, "Bring your your sword to the arena in five minutes. We're going to spar. (A/N for those of you who dont know what spar means, it's a  practice fight) Loser does the winner's chores for a month!" "Deal," Percy said. About 15 minutes later, the entire camp was piled into the arena to witness the spar. Percy had his magic sword, Anaklusmos[1], while Clarisse had her spear. The spar begun. Percy ran at Clarisse, but she was too quick. She dodged his sword swipe and went to stab him with her spear, but he side-stepped and hit her with the hilt of his sword. That pissed her off more than she already was. She swung her spear at him in a storm of rage. After ten minutes, she had him on the ground with the tip of her spear pointed right between his eyes. When everyone least expected it, a glowing, green trident hovered above Percy's head.

(A/N ok so thats chapter one. Reminder, I have dyslexia, so if i spelled any words wrong, blame my crappy disorder! [1] Riptide: a special sword)

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