Long Island - Camp half-blood
Percy
Right after breakfast everyone headed out to do their regular schedule... I didn't have a schedule. I didn't make one. All I knew was that I had to spy on people and find out stuff.
Thankfully Luke, Son of Hermes decided to help me out and told me what we had to do at camp. Of course he thinks I'm one of them when I am not.
Everybody in cabin eleven gathered in the big circular arena, where Luke would be our instructor.
We started with basic stabbing and slashing, using some straw-stuffed dummies in Greek armor. Of course being experienced It wasn't really hard, I had to be undercover though so I had to act like I never fought like a sword in my life which, I'll tell you right now, sucks.
The only problem was that there were no good swords to fight with, they wouldn't let me use my own sword, only the wooden swords which sucks. They expect me to learn to fight when I can't use my own sword that I'm experienced with? Ridiculous...
"Okay so I need a volunteer to spar with me." Luke said.
No one volunteered. Of course no one did! But they all glanced at one person. Me. of all people me, Luke noticed everyone glancing at me... of course.
Luke smirked at me. "Percy! Thank you for volunteering!" He said cheerfully.
Most of cabin Eleven smirked at me and I just groaned.
"Already Percy, grab your sword and get ready to spar."
'Don't need to remind me twice.'
Luke got into a fighting stance and I got into mine.
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I knocked Luke's sword to the ground with my sword and held my own sword at his neck.
The whole Hermes' cabin cheering went down into a complete silence while Luke just looked astonished. His eyes a bit bigger than usual, and his mouth just like plain shock. What am I saying you ask? Just shut up you stupid demigod. (Face like dis but looking at sword at neck. { •_•} )
"What?" One kid asked/said, breaking the silence.
"How--"
"Whoa!"
"No one has beaten Luke before in sword fighting..."
"This kid is good."
"Probably just beginners Luck."
"Yeah probably."
Luke looked at me. "Spar with me one more time?"
I nodded with a grim expression.
'Perseus. They may be catching on. Lose this spar on purpose, but don't show it.' my father's voice said in my head.
I mentally nodded in my head.
We sparred again and after a while Luke knocked my sword to the ground.
"It was just beginners luck." Someone said.
"Yeah... Nothing special."
I was silently enraged at everyone-- but it was all part of the plan... I had to go with it or I would blow my cover. And I have to finish this the first time. Father won't allow me to fail. The demigods still make me furious... Just because I'm new here doesn't mean I suck.
Luke studied me for a few seconds.
"Hmm... I wonder what you can do with a balanced sword..." He said.
I laughed. "I have my own sword but you guys won't let me use it. It's well balanced to me, I'm pretty used to using it..."
Luke looked at me, confused.
"You used your own sword before? You're used to using it? How often did you use it--- wait, how did you even get a sword?..." He asked, still confused.
"Of course I used my own sword... What good is a sword if you never use it? And why would I not be used to using it if I use it to kill monsters almost everyday I was outside there in the world? Outside of camp?" I exclaimed, throwing my arms in the air.
Luke put a thinking face on. "Yeah. That makes sense. But who gave you the sword? Or did you find it?"
I put on a thinking face. "I.. I don't really know. It just randomly appeared with me one day while I was getting chased by monsters. I don't know where it came from or what it really is, but I've had it for a long time." I said. It wasn't a lie at all. The pen appeared in front of me one day, not much clues as to who owned the sword or who build it. It still remains a mystery.
"Oh... Well you can practice with that sword then. If it's the sword you'll fight with then of course you can practice with it." Luke exclaimed.
I nodded my head.
"Well we can get back to training now! We have a long day up ahead." Luke said as he smiles.
I let out a grin. "More sparring? I'll win them for sure."
End of chapter. You're very welcome. I updated yes. Be glad I did! Now I'm going to sleep.
No, my sadist mind had nothing to do with this chapter. Now if you will excuse me I need to go to sleep...
Good night~
Your friend,
ApolloTheFirst
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