Capture the Flag and More

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A/N And so, the moment we’ve all been waiting for commences…who is Cali Fiametta? Will a new girl that stumbles into the camp change things for the worse? Why am I asking questions I know the answers to? Anyway, I am so grateful for you guys because you’re so supportive. Honestly, I don’t see how my writing is as great as you say it is…it doesn’t help that when I preview it I then see mistakes…grrr…READ A/N AT END OF CHAPTER!!!

 Disclaimer: I don’t have two sons…and my name is Cali…and I don’t own Percy Jackson…*cries harder*

Annabeth’s PoV:

I was running through the thick forest focusing all my attention on distracting the other defenses. I tapped my necklace along the way and held my bronze dagger.

 Conscientia, a voice told me. (I know that in the books hers dagger didn’t have a name, but I wanted to give it one.) It was knowledge in Latin.  I smiled. Suits me.

 When I finished “distracting,” I had knocked out three Ares kids, two Demeter campers, and an Aphrodite girl. The Aphrodite girl was the easiest. All I did was break her nail and she ran away crying. I started towards our defenses since my job was done and saw Jason sneaking towards our flag.

 I hid behind the closest tree to see how it all would play out. I looked up to where I knew our archers were and waited to see if Cali would be the one to shoot or one of the Apollo campers.

 I watched as Cali did shoot at Jason and hit him in one of his armors loose spots, pinning him to the tree closest to him: the tree I was behind.

 I jumped, startled, but stayed careful not to make a sound. Cali jumped down smirking, but it faded when there was a bright light above her head.

 She didn’t seem to know where the source of the light was, and saw Leo who pointed up at her head. She looked up but was still confused. Chiron trotted over to us and bowed. Other campers around followed his lead.

 “All hail Cali Fiammetta, daughter of…” Only then did Chiron actually look at the claim symbol to see who her parent was. A look of pure bewilderment spread across his features. “Well that’s peculiar. I can’t seem to pinpoint that symbol. I have never had this happen…well, I suppose you continue your housing in the Hermes cabin until further notice.”

 I took that last comment as ‘until tonight after a dream, because you’re almost guaranteed one!’ With that note, everyone stood from their bow and left to finish the game.

 Cali had a look of utter shock, confusion, and hurt that I felt horrible inside.

 “I finally get claimed, and no one even knows who it is?” she asks, mostly to herself. She looked close to tears, but I knew her better than that.

 She has refused to cry ever since her younger brother died seven years earlier. She thought it made her look weak instead of human.

 She replaced the confusion with anger and ran as fast as she could to the Hermes cabin, I assumed.  I snapped out of my daze and helped Jason by pulling out the arrow. He looked as surprised as I felt that Cali actually showed those feelings on her face because she had always hid them well with optimism and innocence every day.

 “So who should go after her?” Jason asked, snapping out of it as well. I tore my eyes from where Cali’s figure had disappeared to.

 “I don’t think anyone should,” I said, looking at him in the eyes. “She needs some time to cool down.”

 Cali may hide her sadness and hurt, but she lets her anger out freely. And when she does, although occasional, you do not want to be there.

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