My favourite sibling by far was Will. Our head councillor was Michael, and we had three other brothers who were all pretty busy. Lee ran the Infirmary, and both Damien and Will helped. But because Will was so young, he was often free to hang out with me instead.
                              Often we would join in with Percy and Luke as they trained and did camp activities as the older Apollo boys were too busy to take part. Percy was thankful when Luke, Will and I didn't treat him any differently to how he had been before, despite him being a son of Poseidon.
                              Over the next week, I learnt how to use Peace and Harmony properly. They could turn into almost anything I asked for. The only problem was that I had to learn how to use all the weapons, not just one or two of them. I had always been quite good at Archery and being Apollo's daughter had made me even better.
                              I loved using my twin swords, and Luke trained me in sword play along with Percy. I learnt how to thrust, parry and do many other things that I had only heard of until now. 
                              Although Annabeth didn't really like me, she grudgingly accepted to teach me how to use Peace and Harmony as knifes, after I had lent her my knowledge of technical drawing. In the real world, I had taken Graphics as a subject as I wanted to be an architect, rather like Annabeth. Technical drawing had always been my favourite part of the subject, and I loved teaching other people how to do it.
                              Although it would take a lot of effort, I knew that I would eventually get Annabeth to become friends with me. We had a lot in common, and I knew that eventually she would realize that too.
                              The camp activities were quite cool. But even as we trained, I realized how unfit I had been before coming to camp. Older campers quickly overtook me in races and activities. I thought I had been reasonably fit with how much cycling I did, but cycling is very different to running and climbing. I was also heavier than most campers, which didn't help.
                              Several days after dinner I would play card games with Dionysus. We played canasta the most, but Dionysus had also taught me how to play pinochle, as well as a few other games. They were some of my favourite times at camp; playing card games with the camp director. He was an impatient teacher, but I was a fast learner, so we got along okay.
                              One day Percy showed me a newspaper article that had been pushed into his cabin.
                              MOTHER AND CHILDREN STILL MISSING AFTER FREAK CAR ACCIDENT
BY EILEEN SMYTHE
                              Sally Jackson, son Percy and daughter Emmalie are still missing one week after their mysterious disappearance. The family's badly burned '78 Camaro was discovered last Saturday on a north Long Island road with the roof ripped off and the front axle broken. The car had flipped and skidded for several hundred feet before exploding.
                              Mother and children had gone for a weekend vacation to Montauk, but left hastily, under mysterious circumstances. Small traces of blood were found in the car and near the scene of the wreck, but there were no other signs of the missing Jacksons. Residents in the rural area reported seeing nothing unusual around the time of the accident.
                              Ms. Jackson's husband, Gabe Ugliano, claims that his stepson, Percy Jackson, is a troubled child who has been kicked out of numerous boarding schools and has expressed violent tendencies in the past. His stepdaughter was no problem on her own but follows her elder brother blindly.
                              Police would not say whether son Percy is a suspect in his mother's disappearance, but they have not ruled out foul play.
                              Below are recent pictures of Sally Jackson, Percy and Emmalie. Police urge anyone with information to call the following toll-free crime-stoppers hotline.
                                      
                                   
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