The rise of the falcon (ON HOLD)

Combat (IV)

I woke up with to the sounds of swords clashing. 'This must be a dream' I though as I groggily sat up. My eyes were heavy from lack of sleep. 'No one uses swords any more!' I stood up and squinted out the window, the sunlight was harsh on my eyes. Outside the window there were campers in full armour and swords sparring, they were so close that I could see the sweat beads forming on their brows. As I looked around the cabin I realized that I was the only one in there, I had over slept. I ran to the door and swung it open, to see Leo just about to knock.

"Did you enjoy your sleep" he asked.
"Nope..." I answered vaguely.
"Well either way it's time for your combat lesson!" He chirped,
"Combat for what exactly?"I inquired.
"You know those monsters that chased you here?" He asked, I nodded,"well combat against those types of things!"just then he grabbed my wrist and dragged me off.

The arena was massive, around half the size of a foot ball field. Near the entrance there was a table with a shield, a bow and arrow, a sword, a spear,and 2 daggers.
"Are you gonna spar with me?" I smirked, though I had no idea if Leo could even wield a sword.
"Pfffft, no! Even I, Leo Valdez am not that good at sparring!"he said sarcastically " the combat instructor is gonna test you on each weapon"

Suddenly a giant black do the size of a garbage truck ran out of the stands chasing a shield flying our direction. I ducked just in time, the shield whizzed over my head, hit the ground and skidded 30 feet. Just as I was about to get up Leo yelled at me to get back down. I did as I was told and just in time because the garbage truck of a dog jumped over me, it's claws grazed the top of my head. I stared at it in awe, I'd never seen any think like it.
"Is that the combat instructor? " I said in an attempt to make a joke. Leo laughed.
"No, that's Mrs. O'Leary!" He turned and pointed to where the dog had come from. "That's the combat instructor!" A dark haired boy started walking our way. As he came closer I got a better look at him. He wore a camp T-shirt and jeans with a leather necklace like the one Will had, his sea green eyes were intense.
"Hi my names Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon" he smiled
"Hi I'm Layla, daughter of......I'm not sure..." I tried for a smile.
"Ok Layla, I'm ready to start when you are. Pick a weapon and we'll start sparring. Pick any one except the bow....it's more of a one sided weapon." I moved over to the table and picked the closest weapon, a sword.

I levelled the sword in my hand and looked back at Percy, he was holding a pen.
"Gonna fight me with a pen?" I teased.
" something like that" he smirked and uncapped the pen, before I had the time to say 'holy Hera' the pen turned into a 3foot long blade of deadly bronze. I stared in awe.
"Meet riptide," he said
"Riptide, prepare to go back to the forges from which you came"I readied myself.
"Don't get too cocky" he said smirking. I advanced and swung my sword. He countered and knocked it out of my hand.
"Well the sword is not you weapon" Percy promised. I sighed, picked up the spear and charged. After a few swift movements, Percy managed to disarm me again. Walking back to the tables noticed only the daggers were left, I picked one up and switched hands, I couldn't tell which one was my dagger hand. I picked up the other and held them both firm in opposite hands. I ran at Percy full force and nearly took his eye out, I slashed but he dodged and countered. He slashed and I blocked, but he never was able to disarm me.
"Wow, I've never met someone who can wield two daggers so well!" Percy complimented after the sparring was over.
"Thanks, I've never seen anyone wield a dagger at all so I wouldn't know..." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Well this is definitely your weapon, for sure" I nodded,
"Well we've gotta go" said Leo who I forgot was still there. "It's almost dinner" he was right, the un had already started to set. How long have we been here? Leo and I left while Percy was playing fetch with Mrs. O'Leary, whom I had found out was a hell hound. We walked up to the pavilion just as Chiron was blowing the conch.