Annabeth chase and the lightning thief

Chapter 5: Percy beats up half of the ares cabin

Hi guys, just got back from my party. It was awesome. In black ops I beat 3 of my friends while I was solo. And they weren't clueless players either. Any ways read, enjoy and review. Don't forget to vote Δ

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Chapter 5: Percy beats up half of the ares cabin

The next few days I tried to see if Percy was really a son of Poseidon.

Throughout the day, I would watch Percy take part in every outdoor activity, looking for something he was good at.

Chiron tried to teach him archery, but we found out pretty quick he wasn't any good with a bow and arrow. He even shot Chiron in the tail, so Apollo, nope

Wrestling? Forget it. Every time he got on the mat, Clarisse would pulverize him. Ares, nope.

Brainiac quizzes? He is an epic fail. He doesn't even know 20 state in USA. Athena(thank the gods) nope.

He didn't seem to be found of nature, so Dionysus and Demeter, fail.

The only thing he really excelled at was canoeing, and that proved my point about him being the son of Poseidon. The water seemed yo bend to his situation, helping him and keeping the other campers behind. I knew the senior campers and counselors were watching him, trying to decide who my dad was, but they weren't having an easy time of it. Yet I was was 100% sure of my hypothesis.

Later that day, I was in the arts and crafts room, sketching a plan for capture the flag. I kept Percy at border patrol, and was the

That night after dinner, there was a lot more excitement than usual. At last, it was time for capture the flag.

Bait. While Clarisse would be busy getting her revenge, Luke would get the flag, and I would take out the border patrol. The rest of the team would keep our friend from the ares and Hephaestus cabin busy. I saw Malcolm come over to me and said," ummm Annabeth, this might come as a big shock to you, but Percy just had his first sword fighting lesson, and beat Luke in one on one."

My jaw dropped y the floor. No way he could do that. Luke is the best sword,an at camp half blood since 1679. No way a scrawny son of Poseidon could beat him. Yet, I could tell in Malcolm's eyes that he was dead serous. I knew it was a smart choice to take tha Hermes cabin.

Later after lunch,when the plates were cleared away, the conch horn sounded and we all stood at our tables.

Campers yelled and cheered as me and two of my siblings, Malcolm and Lena, ran into the pavilion carrying a silk banner, the flag that the ares cabin would dream of getting. It was 9.79 feet long, glistening gray, with a painting of an owl above an olive tree. From the opposite side of the pavilion, Clarisse and her buddies ran in with another banner, of similar size, but blood red, painted with a bloody spear and a boar's head. Ares and their bloody blood.

The teams were announced. Athena had made an alliance with Apollo and Hermes, the two biggest cabins. Apparently, privileges had been traded-shower times, chore schedules, the best slots for activities-in order to win support.

Ares had allied themselves with everybody else: Dionysus, Demeter, Aphrodite, and Hephaestus. Dionysus's kids were good athletes, but there were only two of them, twins. Demeter's kids had the edge with nature skills and outdoor stuff but they weren't very aggressive. Aphrodite's sons and daughters I wasn't too worried about. They mostly sat out every activity and checked their reflections in the lake and did their hair and gossiped. Sissies.