The 75th demigod games

The Reaping part 3

Dakota's pov

     The demigod games. The part of the year were every person in the Athena cabin makes a plan and it fails. But this year is going to be different. My plan is going to rock. I just hope they have the supplies.

     A goddess walked to the pedestals. She had grey eyes which is one of the things that is passed down from her to child. "Hello. I am Athena." She said. "Will choose two Demigods, or tributes. One male and one female." She walked to one pedestal. And a bowl appeared. She stuck her hand in it and drew a piece of paper. "Dakota Manchester." She said in a monotone. I walked up ther confidently and I heard wisper as I walked forward. "Who is this?" "I never heard of him." "How old is he?" None of this bothered me. Nobody really knew me because I didn't talk really. I said like four to six words through my two years at camp.

     Athena walked to the other bowl and chose a paper. She unfolded her paper and giggled. "Abigail Forman." She said. Awesome! The one person I didn't want to be chosen. She was the smartest of all of us Athena kids that we knew of. She walked up and stood by Athena. She was full of smiles but don't judge a book by its cover. She was very deadly. If her and Annabeth were in the same game. I am not sure who would have won they both had the same IQ and they are both deadly.

     We shook hands and took out seats.

Austin's Pov

     Nobody Panic
   But we are all going to die!!!
    I don't want to die!!!

     I made a haiku in my head as my dad, Apollo, stepped forward to take the stage. He was in his home. The stage.

     He waited a minute. I guess he couldn't think of a haiku to introduce himself so he went with,

"Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator."

     All of the Apollo cabin clapped and cheered while people looked at him like he was an idiot. "Thank you! Thank you!" He shouted. Then he got all serious. "My name is Apollo. And unlike the others I will choose two male tributes, one for me and the other for my sister." He stepped up to the pedestals and bowls appeared.  "For the very buff guys.... is Austin Stone!" He boomed. Great, I thought. I came out of the crowd and went to the platform. He picked out of the same bowl and handed the paper to Artemis. He came back and went to the opposite bowl this time. "For the female tribute..... it is..... Jacquelyn Walter!" He shouted. He seemed happy that she was chosen. She walked up here she had blue eyes that looked gray I remember we stuffed her in the Athena cabin because of her eyes. We shook hands and sat down.

Emma's Pov

    Huh this is odd. I always think this when I am here. Although this is only my second time here. I looked different in some way. Oh right my sister isn't here. She was killed last year by some guy named Percy. He luckily died. By a daughter of Aphrodite.

     Artemis walked to the platform. "Hello I am Artemis the goddess of the hunt. I will have a son of Apollo for the male Tribute and that male is Trevor Mills." She said She was talking hurriedly. A guy walks up to the platform. "What name Male?" She asked kind of annoyed that she was talking to male. "Trevor Mills."

     She seemed over him. She walked over to the one bowl. And picked a name. Now you might be thinking "Artemis doesn't have children how are you her child?" Well I am not her child but I am a huntress. Artemis picked a paper and unfolded it. "Emma Webster." I stood there stunned. No, I thought. There is another Emma. "Emma Webster." She said again. I walked through the crowd and up to the platform. Me and Trevor shook hands. I looked at him with disgust as we shook hands.

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