The next day Percy was being led around by Annabeth and while he looked at her blonde hair and pretty face he thought she was really pretty. She was taller than him, yes, but she might be older, but he didn’t see Kurayami and his group. “So where are Kurayami and the others?”

Annabeth spoke without looking at him. “They are staying by the big lake with their familiars. I only learned of other pantheons and it seems that their powers are incredible. Sacred gears, familiars, Fallen Angels, God. What more is out there?” She seemed to want to know even more, but Kurayami and his group seemed unapproachable.

However, as they looked over a big girl from the ugly red cabin was sauntering toward them. She had three other girls behind her, all big and ugly and mean-looking like her, all wearing camo jackets. “Clarisse,” Annabeth sighed. “Why don’t you go polish your spear or something?” Clarise scoffed. “Sure, Miss Princess, I will run you through with it Friday night.” .

”Erre es korakas!” Annabeth said, which Percy somehow understood was Greek for ‘Go to the crows!’ though he had a feeling it was a worse curse than it sounded. “You don’t stand a chance.” Clarise inherited her father’s ego and anger and it showed. “We’ll pulverize you,” Clarisse said, but her eye twitched. Clarise wasn’t sure she could follow through on the threat, so she turned toward Percy who looked easier. “Who’s the little runt?”

“Percy Jackson,” Annabeth said, she looked at Percy and introduced the girl. “This is Clarisse, Daughter of Ares.” Percy was a little surprised, but looking at the big girls it made sense as there was no grace of a lady on them. Percy spoke in a disbelieving way. “The war god?”

Clarisse seemed pleased about her Father, yet also afraid. “You got a problem with that?” “No,” Percy was not one to back away and goaded her into getting mad. “It explains the bad smell.” Clarisse did not take it well as no woman, demigod or not wants to be told she smells. “We got an initiation ceremony for newbies, and disrespectful kids, Prissy.”

Once again his name was mispronounced and he did not find it amusing, so he corrected her. “Percy.” Clarrise cared little though. “Whatever. Come on, I’ll show you.” Annabeth tried to ease the situation. “Clarisse—” However her effort was wasted. “Stay out of it, wise girl.”

Annabeth sighed and looked at Percy with a pained look, but she stayed out of it. However, Percy didn’t really want her help. He was the new kid, so he had to earn his own reputation. He got ready to fight, but before he knew it, Clarisse had him by the neck and was dragging him toward a cinder-block building that he knew immediately was the bathroom.

However, he looked at Kurayami who landed with his eight black wings going into his back. Percy didn’t want to ask for help, so he yelled out. “DON’T HELP ME. I CAN WIN.” Kurayami looked at him and at Clarise. “Hey Girl. Feel free to bully him. It will teach him to not be conceited.” While Percy didn’t want to be helped he didn’t want to be allowed to be bullied.

Clarise looked at Kurayami and knew he was strong. “I like you. What’s your name?” She still held Percy who kicked and punched, but it helped little. “Kurayami Himejima. Kind of the kid’s guard as I am getting paid. I will watch as it seemed fun.” Clarise looked at Percy and raised an eyebrow. “Why protect him? He is nothing. Also what about the wings?”

Kurayami didn’t bother to explain. “Ask Chiron. I was just checking you weren’t going to kill him, but some bullying is fine. Goodbye.” Once again he spread his wings and flew off leaving Percy to his tormenters. “SO MUCH FOR A GUARD YOU ARE.” She kept dragging him into the girls’ bathroom. However, Kurayami watched as he thought it was a little funny.

There was a line of toilets on one side and a line of shower stalls down the other. It smelled just like any public bathroom and he thought about it as good he could while in a chock hold. ‘If this place belonged to the gods, they should’ve be able to keep restrooms clean.”

Clarisse’s friends were all laughing, while Percy continued his struggle to escape. Clarisse spoke as she pushed him toward one of the toilets. “I heard your guards pet killed the Minotaur for you, so you can’t do anything for yourself.” Her friends snickered while Annabeth stood in the corner, watching through her fingers. She wanted to help, but Percy was too proud.

Clarisse bent him over and started pushing Percy’ss head toward the toilet bowl. It reeked like rusted pipes and like shit. While he struggled to keep his head up and was looking at the scummy water while he was willing to do anything to not go into that.

However, seemed the stress stirred something in him. Then something happened. He felt a tug in his stomach. He felt the plumbing rumble, the pipes shudder. Clarisse’s grip on his hair loosened. Water shot out of the toilet, making an arc straight over his head, and the next thing he heard knew Clarisse screaming behind me.

He turned around just as the water blasted out of the toilet again, hitting Clarisse straight in the face so hard it pushed her down onto her ass. The water stayed on her like a fire hose. It kept pushing her backward into a shower stall while she struggled and gasped, while her friends started coming toward her. However, the other toilets exploded and sent six more streams of toilet water blasting them back.

The showers were next, and together all the fixtures sprayed the camouflage girls right out of the bathroom, spinning them around like pieces of garbage. As soon as they were out the door, Percy felt the tug in his gut lessen, and the water shut off as quickly as it had started. The entire bathroom was flooded and even Annabeth hadn’t been spared. She was dripping wet, but she hadn’t been pushed out the door. She was standing in exactly the same place, staring at me in shock.

However, the surprising thing was that Kurayami was in the bathroom while a purple fire surrounded him like a shield. All the water that came near him was turned to steam, but looking at those fires made Percy feel it would burn his soul if Kurayami wanted. “Look down Percy.” He looked down and came to a realization that he was sitting in the only dry spot in the whole room.

There was a circle of dry floor around him and he didn’t have one drop of water on his clothes. Percy stood up while his legs shook, but Annabeth was shocked. Annabeth spoke up “How did you …” Kurayami told him he was the son of Poseidon, but he started to believe it. He was told not to tell anyone and didn’t “I don’t know.”

The flames on Kurayami were gone and he walked to the door. Outside, Clarisse and her friends were sprawled in the mud, and a bunch of other campers had gathered around to look at them. Clarisse’s hair was flattened across her face. while her camouflage jacket was sopping and she smelled like sewage. She gave Percy a look of absolute hatred. “You are dead, new boy. You are totally dead.”

Percy felt he probably should have let it go, but pride runs in the family. He grinned and looked right at her. “You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth.” Her friends had to hold her back while they dragged her toward cabin five, while the other campers made way to avoid her flailing feet.

Annabeth and Kuraymi looked at him, but he couldn’t tell if Annabeth was grossed out or angry at him for dousing her in toilet water. Percy spoke up at her look of deep thought “What? What are you thinking?” She seemed like she found gold in the desert. “I’m thinking that I want you on my team for capture the flag.”

What happened in the bathroom spread immediately and Wherever Percy went, campers pointed at him and murmured something about toilet water. Maybe they were just staring at Annabeth who was still pretty much dripping wet? However, Kuraymi did her a solid and snapped his fingers drying her off. He looked at Percy and nodded. “Hey, Percy. I got an offer for you.”

Percy looked at him and was interested. “What is it?” Kuraymi took a card that changed to Greek as Percy had ADHD for mortal languages. “If the camp does not work out you can join Grigori and Nephilim. It is a school for sacred gear users, hybrids, and special people. You go on missions when you want and it is all choice-based.”

Annabeth held Kurayami’s shoulders and looked really interested. “Hey. Can I join?” I want adventure and I am a daughter of Athena.” He gave her a card as well. “You are a demigod, but you need to know that if all goes well Grigori and the Greeks can make a deal, but take it.”

She jumped and joy and put the card in with her most prized treasures as it could let her have the life she wanted. She showed them a few more places in a good mood: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a Pan), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if the takers didn’t get to the top fast enough.

Finally, they returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins. Annabeth seemed in a great mood and started to leave. “I’ve got training to do and dinner’s at seven-thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall.” Percy bowed and apologized about earlier. “Annabeth, I’m sorry about the toilets.” She was in too good a mood to care. “Whatever.”

Percy wanted to at least be told something. “It wasn’t my fault.” However, she looked at him skeptically, and it made him realized it was his fault. He was the one who made water shoot out of the bathroom. He didn’t understand how but the toilets had responded to him and he felt he had become one with the water.

While she walked away she gave one more piece of advice. “You need to talk to the Oracle,” Percy heard a new term and asked about it. “Who?” Kurayami shook his head. “Not who. What. The Oracle is a person or creature that gives orichales, or quests about fate. You can use them to learn a little about the future, but don’t take it to heart.”

Percy nodded as Kurayami gave straight answers unlike most. He looked at the pond in the depths and he didn’t expect anybody to be looking back at him from the bottom. As such his heart skipped a beat when he noticed two teenage girls sitting cross-legged at the base of the pier about twenty feet below. They wore blue jeans and shimmering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loosely around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out.

They smiled and waved, so he waved back. Annabeth got his attention when he was distracted. “Don’t encourage them as Naiads are terrible flirts.” Percy sighed and looked overwhelmed again. “Naiads,” Another term from his lesson in Latin class, but not scary as learning God is real and that every patheon could fight wars that could kill you.

However, seems he is stuck here while his mom is safe, and while Kurayami was not a friend he seemed dependable. If you ignore the allowing him to be bullied part, but fine. Little did he knew that Kuryami in the future would be one of the strongest beings in the world that even the gods respected. That is for the future.