Wizards at Camp Half-Blood- on temporary hold

Chapter 8

Hey guys, I decided to start updating again, but I'm also going to be working on my other story Before Camp Half-Blood. Anyways let's get going with chapter 8.

Nico's POV:
"Look George, we won," one of the red headed boys declared.

"You know it Fred," the one I presumed was George declared, "but what did we win?"

"I have know idea," he answered, finally noticing Percy and I holding our swords. They then pulled out their stick thingies and Fred (No it was George, or was it Fred? I dunno.) opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Clarisse's battle cry.

Ginny's POV:
Oh my gosh! I just cut a kid with a sword. I think her name was Drew.

"Ginny," Hermione shrieked, "what did you do?"

"It was self defense," I shouted back. Hermione just pulled out her wand.

"Apiskey," she said and the girl's wound healed.

"Did you have to heal her?" Jason asked from up in the sky.

"Yes," Hermione replied with annoyance in her tone.

"Don't say I didn't warn you," he smirked.

"Shut up Superman," some kid called running into the battle on fire. I mean literally on fire.

"Never fear. The super-sized McShizzle is here," he shouted.

"H-he's on fire," I stuttered.

"Yeah," Jason rolled his eyes, "he does that a lot. He'll be fine."

Leo's POV
"Leo Valdez," I heard Calypso shout.

"Scratch that," Jason said, "He be dead."

"Where is my hairbrush?" Calypso shouted.

"H-hairbrush," I stuttered, "W-what hairbrush?" Truth is I melted it by accident. It wasn't my fault. The truth is that she left it sitting on the ground. I saw it and picked it up, but Jason scared me and I set my hands on fire. In conclusion, it was Jason's fault. Not mine.

Calypso then stormed over to where we were standing.

"Hide me," I whispered to the black haired kid with glasses as I dove behind him.

"I know you're there," she said coming closer.

"Don't worry Leo," Jason called, "I'll have Apollo recite a Haiku at your funeral."

"Please no," I cried as Calypso grabbed me by the ear and pulled me away.

"Also guys, the game's over," she called.

"Who won?" I asked curiously.

"Two red headed twins," she replied. "And Jason," she called.

"Hey what," he called back.

"Chiron called a meeting with the Seven and the new kids," she replied, dragging me over towards the cabins.