"It Wasn't Fair On Anyone"= Pjo Angst

"It wasn't fair on anyone"= Pjo Angst

" You were too busy favouring me, Grover and Annabeth to even care in the slightest for the other campers?! " Percy stepped away from Chiron with anger shining in his eyes. 'Percy, You wouldn't underst-" He was cut of by Percys reply. 'Oh? I wouldn't understand? I wouldn't understand how bad the campers, specifically the Ares kids, mental health is? " He snapped. Mr D sat awkwardly beside them at the kitchen table. "It wouldn't have been fair not to train you, a child of the big three-" Once again Chiron was cut of by his old favourite. "No, It wasn't fair on the other campers, it wasn't fair on anyone! Your a damn fraud!' Percy snarled. Mr D decided that was his cute to leave as he saw anger gravitating in Chirons eyes.

"Perceus, you do not understand"

"I don't understand? Yeah, Totally, If I hadn't of came to camp when I did all the other campers would have totally been cared for properly!" He sneered. " listen to me! If you continue acting like this, You will be kicked out of camp" Chiron finally lost his patience. "Okay?! Y'know what? Ares is better then you, 100%, I would rather the camp run by him then you!" Percy slammed the door behind him. Chiron took a deep breath as he approached the sink, pulling out a drachma, he managed to get an image of a familiar individual.

Part two?

Drew Tanaka hc bc I fricken love her

•She loves musicals

•Shes a cottagecore/soft girl

•Her favourite colors are lavender and a sort of pale yellow

•She had a small crush on Clarisse for a while, but got over it pretty quickly

•Dating Malcolm Pace

•Actually really intelligent

•Was really close with Silena

•Besties with Clarisse, Lou ellen, Nico di angelo, ellis wakefield and Percy

•Shes a great warrior

•She shares an obsession of journaling with Clarisse and Percy

•Likes books more then expected

•Her hair is super silky

•She once scratched someone in capture the flag, they were in the infirmary for a week and the Aphrodite cabin weren't allowed to join in again for years

•Still doesn't get on with Piper

Lady Aphrodite~

The Marcel and Faeire thing I wrote

Marcel struts up and down the room, as Faerie lay comfortably on the bed. Their owner, Clarisse, suddenly burst in the door. she swung her schoolbag of her shoulder and plopped down at her desk. She pulled out a bunch of notebooks, textbooks and other homework tools. She began to slowly write, Marcel eyed her pencil curiously. Faerie just turned back to kneading the duvet into a perfect spot for their fluffy little head. Clarisse couldn't help but feel proud of herself for writing her entire history essay in complete cursive. “Thank the god or goddess of cursive writing” she laughed as she grabbed an English textbook and started taking notes. Marcel took this chance to jump up on her jean-clad lap. “Hey marcy” She said as she scratched the back of his ears. He purred as Faerie noticed. Jealousy overcame the smaller of the two, and they began to form a plan.

“Clarisse! Chérie!, dinners ready!’ Louise called from the dining room. Faerie mentally grinned. Marcel huffed as he was put on the ground again. Faerie began to follow his owner. She jumped down the stairs, passing Antoine and Claire on the way. When she finally reached the dining room, dinner was set out on the table already. Faeries eyes widened as they took in the feast laying in front of them. This was gonna be fun.

Marcel paced the room in annoyance. Where had that dam ferret gone!?. The door opened and Fleur, a maid, poked her head in. “Marcel, hey Kitty, c’mere!’ She gave a gentle smile. Marcel pettily approached her. “I got you a nice warm bowk of milk downstairs!” she began to explain while picking up Marcel.

When they reached the dining room. He was horrified to find Faerie sitting at the table, digging in to some fancy human food. ‘Marcel!’ Clarisse ran over to him. Suddenly, Faerie was overcome with jealousy. He lept up onto the table, slowly advancing towards the cat and human. The moment Clarisse noticed him she just sat down Marcels cat bowl infront of him and went straight to Faerie. ‘You jealous?’ she laughed. Faerie just raised his head and stuck his tongue out at the angry looking Marcel.

It was around midnight, and Clarisse was finishing her homework. She didn't know where Faerie and Marcel had gone. She scribbled down the last few words in her essay, (that was due the next morning), and flopped down on her bed. As she slept, her two pets returned from their little adventure. for some absurd reason, both pets were injured, and darting death glares at the each other. They settled down in their spits, marcel in his bed next to Clarisses, and Faerie next to her. The injuries were a problem for tomorrow.

Percy and Chirons fight Pt.2

Percy stormed into the Ares cabin. Neo approached him worriedly. ‘Are you alright?!’ He exclaimed. ‘I got into a fight…. with Chiron ‘ The Ares kids gasped. neo hugged him. ‘I'm sorry that happened' He mumbled. Percy stayed silent, resting his chin on Neos head. ‘Its not that bad' Percy sighed. Sherman Yang stared at him. ‘Dude, are you listening to yourself!? You got into fight with bloody Chiron. You could be thrown out of camp!’ He said, the others seemed to realize what that meant when they started to frantically nod along with him. ‘I'll talk with Mr.D and see if he can get you out if this' Neo said. ‘I doubt it would work. But you can try’ Percy replied.

Chiron walked through the twisting darkness of the cursed forest. No wonder Zeus had banned people from entering it. Lime colored poison flowed in a river next to him. It would have been a good punishment, but it wasn't deadly, or strong enough even for causing pain. He moved deeper into the trees. A bat flew past him. He ignored it. He approached a hollowed out tree trunk. The inside was filled with a strange violet colored liquid. ‘Finally’ Chiron couldn't help but laugh as he bottled the liquid.

Dinner arrived quickly in Camp half blood. Everything was going normally. Chiron had stored the violet bottle underneath his bed in the big house. Percy was sitting between Neo and Clarisse at the Ares table. Everyone was confused as to why the Ares kids kept looking at Chiron, panicked. dinner ended, and the campers flooded out of the pavilion. Chiron sped of to the big house for some last minute plans. Mr. D was confused, but decided to just go IM Araidne.

The next morning came around, and still, no reaction from Chiron. Percy trained with Neo and Sherman, then Keith and Aria. He only ever trained with the children of Ares now. When he dropped down onto a bench, he realised that there was an unfamiliar woman beside him. She had rich brown hair, and bronze skin. Her eyes seemed gold, with flecks of red within them. She was dressed in a simple white chiton. A smile playing at her rosy lips. ‘Hello Perceus Jackson, my name is Alkippe' She said. ‘Wait…Oh. Like the daughter of Ares from the myths?’ His eyes widened in astonishment. ‘That's me! Dad made me immortal after I was beheaded by Athena.’ She grumbled, giving the nearby athena kids a well practised death glare. ‘I'm sorry for what Hallirhothios did to you’ Percy replied. The guilt and sadness in his eyes showed Alkippe the truth. ‘No need to apologise for something you had nothing to do with, Hippolyte is here too, along with a few others of my ancient siblings like Penthesileia by the way' She replied. ‘Cool! So why exactly are you guys here?’ Percy hoped he wasn't being rude. ‘Boredom, and the reason I sat down on this very comfortable bench next to you was because dear daddy decided he wanted to apologise to you but is took dam awkward to do it himself’ She snorted. He laughed. ‘Sounds like him- Where are you guys staying though?’ He suddenly realised. ‘Oh! Yeah, well we created a secret base! Its invisible to mortal/demigod/centaur/godly eyes, well except some exceptions, like my dad, siblings and you now, so anyways, the base is huge! Its practically a mansion! Its sort of a replica of Harmonias palace on Olympus! Except silver instead of gold!’ She excitedly. Percys green eyes widened ar the thought of it. They continued to chat until a girl approached them. She had ginger hair, that cascaded down her back, she had the same golden eyes with red flecks as Alkippe, but this time she was dressed in a Skulduggery Pleasant t-shit with ripped jeans and red converse. Hippolyte. ‘Allyyyy- Can we spar now?’ She complained. ‘Ugh fine. sorry Percy! Talk to you later on!’ Alkippe laughed as she summoned a spear from thin air. Scarket electricity crackled around it. Percy realised that it seemed to be a running trend in the daughters of Ares. And he couldn't help but smile.

Percy once again sat with the Ares kids. He was between Alkippe and Neo, and across from Sherman, Clarisse and Hippolyte. Clarisse and her two half sisters were in a deep conversation about weapons, while Sherman quietly snuck a few of her potatoes onto his own plate. Percy and Neo chatted about their day to each other. Chiron subtly watched Percy. He couldn't help but smirk as Percy put his glass up to his lips. He gulped down a good bit of his blue cherry coke, before continuing his conversation with Neo. The plan was successful.

The campfire ended in a goodmood. Percy said his good nights to his friends and headed back to his cabin. Just as he shut the door, a sudden burst of nausea entered his body, he dropped onto his knees. He ran to the bathroom when it came again, and again. Time after time, till Percy was in excruciating pain, and with that, he fell unconscious.

‘Percy! Wakey Wakey! Dude! WAKEY WAKEY!’ Alkippe glared at cabin threes door. she tried pushing it open, she found it suprisingly easy. She didn't find him in his bed, nor at the mini kitchen Malcolm Pace had designed. she found herself wondering towards the bathroom. She forced open the door, and to her horror, she found Percy sprawled out on the floor, with a giant claw mark on his back. He had been attacked. Alkippe pulled out her phone and quickly tapped one of her contacts. ‘Thrassa? I need you in the Poseidon cabin. Its Percy. Hes been attacked'.

"Really?! I said-!" = Short Chrisse fanfic

Clarisse rolled her eyes as she sat down between her two brothers Sherman and Mark. It was February 14th, and Everyone was being so strange. 'any plans?' Aria asked as she took a large spoonful of her strawberry yogurt. 'Well...I'm going on a small date with Miranda, more of a little picnic then anything ' Sherman mumbled, his face as red as the beetroot he had on his plate. 'Jeez bro, your aloud to be romantic y'know!' Mark snorted. Clarisse stayed silent. She had just noticed Chris' absence frim the Hermes table. she kept staring over at the cabin 11 children, her brown eyes scanning the crowd in search of her boyfriend. 'Risse! Are you listening? Do you want to go down town with me and Nyssa later?' Mark exclaimed. 'Uh, no thanks, I might just train or sleep for the rest of the day' She poked lazily at her scrambled eggs. 'Of course, you not doing anything with Rodriguez?' Alexandra rolled her eyes as she jumped down next to Sherman. 'I say your upset that hes not here right now' She giggled. 'Oh yeah.. Mark what time is it?' ellis suddenly popped into the conversation. 'Its half twelve? Why?' Mark replied. 'Ugh! Fuck, I have my date with Cecil in ten minutes! Oh! And Chris wanted me to send Clarisse to bunker nine around now! Bai love ya'll gotta go!' He yelled as he ran from the table. Laughter rang out from the siblings. 'Right, time to see what hes done this time' Clarisse snorted as she walked away from her siblings. The forest coming closer.

Chris bolted from place to place within bunker nine. He could hear his girlfriend approaching. He finally fixed the last thing and opened the door quickly. As expected, Clarisse stood in the doorway. He couldn't help but grin as he led her inside. He heard her make a small groan as her brown eyes darted between bouquet after bouquet of red roses. 'Really?! I said-!' She never finished her sentence, as Chris cut her of with a kiss. 'Idiot' She mumbled. Chris grinned. He had done all this only because she was complaining about how cheesy these things were, and that she would strangle him if he ever did it. He couldn't see her strangling him now, so he assumed his life was safe. 'Take a seat, Mon amore' He grinned as he pulled out a chair from the fancily decorated table in the middle. She took it without a word. He sat down across from her with a mischievous grin still plastered to his face.

An hour passed and nothing seemed to go wrong, He had gotten her laughing over one of his dumb jokes. Maybe this wasn't gonna end with his head on a spike. Unbeknownst to him, Clarisse was thinking very similar thoughts.

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