*Percy POV*

After dinner tonight was the game. The rest of the tables were silent. AKA the camp tables. The Chaos table was the only one talking. Which meant that everyone else could hear our conversation. Which also meant we had to not talk about private things. So we didn't. 

"I wonder how Baxter is doing back at home," Shocker started a new conversation after a few moments of silence. We had just finished our other conversation that Princess had started about how cute Forge looks when he is confused. The rest of us had just added on to the conversation just to embarrass him farther. 

"Yeah, she never was very good at feeding him," I said. 

"You remember when she first got us all together in the same room for the first time to explain to every single one of us what was happening?" Doc asked.

"Yup, then when she finished talking about the Army, she told us, 'But that isn't the only reason you're here. I need you to feed, water and basically take care of Baxter, my boxer. I've never been good about remembering to do that,'" Nerd giggled softly. I smiled. Nerd was very good at imitating Chaos. 

Finally, dinner was over. I was glad to get out of there because it reeked of barf. One kid was so nervous, he'd vomited, and then a bunch of others did too. Princess did also, but that was only because of the smell. 

Anyway, after that we went back to our cabin and messed around for a while before the big game of Capture the Flag.

Soon enough, we were in position for the competition. Here was our plan:

Key:

CTW means Clear The Way

PC means Protective Circle

GTF means Get The Flag

DTF means Defend The Flag

Positions:

Omega - DTF

Shocker - DTF

Princess - CTW

Doc - PC

Nerd - CTW

Forge - GTF

Golden Boy - DTF

Misty - CTW

Pirate - GTF

Archer - PC

Grapes - PC

Star Shade - GTF

Angel - GTF

Medic - PC

It was nothing special. Just positions. CTW clears the way for GTF to get to the flag. And PC is a outer circle around me, Shocker, and Golden Boy. They basically warn us when people are coming and prevent them from going any farther than the outer circle. I mean, it's better to knock down as many attackers as we can before they get to us three so we don't have as much to worry about. Not that we have anything to worry about anyway. 

A few minutes into the game, it was finished. Pirate raced up to me, the other teams flag in his hand. Nobody was anywhere near us except for the PC, Shocker, Golden Boy, and the rest of GTF. The horn blew, signaling the end of the game. 

 When we got back, there was a horde of angry campers, yelling. They were talking about how we supposedly cheated. I heard a bunch of complaints, until they saw us coming, and quickly went quiet. Everyone of their faces went blank. Everyone's except Piper McLean, Annabeth Chase, and Breydan the Bitch. All three stepped forward at the same time.

"I demand a re-match!" All three yelled at the same time. Annabeth and Piper glared at Breydan, and Breydan at them. I suppressed the urge to laugh. Then, I looked at Shocker, try o decide if we should agree. 

Should we?  I asked.

I don't care. Let's do it. We won in the first 2 minutes last time anyway. We can do it again. He shrugged.

Okay. I answered.

"I'm fine with it. Chiron?" I addressed the centaur.

"I'll give another 30 minutes to get ready," he said instead. 

-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:30 minutes later:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-

We played again, and again. Re-match after re-match. We played the same way each time. In about the first two minutes, a new member of GTF would come back. The campers would demand a re-match. It was 9:00 P.M.! 

This time, we decided to change our tactic. Have a little more fun. Let our guard down quiet a bit. We stayed in the same positions, but we were going to let them come. We were going to try just enough so they wouldn't win. But I especially waned to play around with Breydan a bit. Any fun fart bomb arrows, and hilarious traps would be set right before his feet. I wanted to injure him badly. That would teach him a lesson.

It was about 10 minutes into the game, that I heard the PC lock into combat with an onslaught of campers with the goal of reaching our flag. Which, let me tell you, is not going to happen. 

A few moments after we heard the battle start, a few campers slipped out from the bushes; Annabeth, Malcolm, and Piper. Luke fought Malcolm, Jason fought Piper, and I fought Annabeth. 

I blocked, I blocked again, I blocked a third time; I played defense for a while. I studied her while we fought. She looked pained, drained, and horrified. But as beautiful as ever. Right then I realized: I had never stopped loving her. Never. 

I finally flicked her weapon out of her hand with one easy move. 

And then I leaned and kissed her. I didn't know what I was thinking, or even if I was thinking at all, but I had to do it. 

I felt it. The familiar sparks of when we did this before the twins came along and ruined everything. I had he sudden urge to cry. My life would never be the same now. I let one tear slip down my face.

Just then I saw Star Shade run up. We all went back. We successfully put Breydan into the infirmary. Broken leg. Black eye. Bloody nose. It cheered me up a tiny bit, but I wouldn't speak to anyone. I wouldn't listen.