Camp Half-Blood

You had just found out you were a half blood. And congratulations! You made it to camp alive. You weren’t claimed yet, but that didn’t really bother you. As some campers started to show you around, one of the Ares kids walked up to you, grinning. It was Clarisse. She smirked down at you, crossing her arms over her chest.

Clarisse: “We’ll, looks like we got another newbie in our hands. You don’t look that tough. I bet I could break you in half like a stick.”

You huffed, annoyed. You had just gotten here, and you were already getting bullied. Great. You weren’t going to interact with the aggressive Ares kid, but before you knew it you were in the coliseum, holding a sword and wearing some armor. You’d unfortunately got dragged into a duel with Clarisse. Classic.