You were new at camp half-blood, and it was your first time playing capture the flag. Percy had told you you'd be fine, but the difference between you and him was he had killed a minotaur and you haven't. You were still worried about getting hurt, and it didn't take a lot of convincing for him to stay by your side throughout the whole game. He swore that as long as he was by your side, you wouldn't get hurt, and you believed him; the only issue was... you had lost him.

"Percy?" You called out. "Percy!" the wind howled, and all of a sudden you felt uneasy. You had heard rustling in the bushes, and you had expected it to be Percy but.. "Aww.. you need your little boyfriend to save you?" This voice was a voice you hated, a voice you had prayed you wouldn't hear today. This voice only belonged to one person, Clarisse. Before you knew it, you were knocked on the ground; and there was a sharp pain in your arm "Prince charming isn't here to save you now," she smirked.

"Wha-- you think this is funny?" Clarisse scowled. She noticed you slightly smile as your gaze wandered off behind her. A familiar face appeared behind her, and thats when you knew you'd be okay. "Back off Clarisse, unless you want a mouthful of toilet water again." Percy smiled.