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the8horcrux: Yeah, it was a bit harsh, but remember, that's how the Romans train, and Delaney spent five years with them.

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I glared at the struggling daughter of Hermes, Alice, Cassandra called her. I heard a rustling in the bushes behind her, and I whirled around, taking out my bow, but found nothing. Frowning, I turned back to Alice, who had escaped. The other hunters were lying unconscious on the grass. I saw Alice headed towards Zephyros creek, probably to tell the campers we were nearly back to our base.

I fired an arrow, hitting her in the leg. She kept running. I morphed into a cheetah, with silver moons and bows and arrows adorning my coat. I chased after her with incredible speed, but I still couldn't catch up to her. I realized, since she was a daughter of Hermes, she could run much faster than any hunter, and she had a head-start as well. I realized her pace began to slow, probably because the arrow in her leg was draining her strength.

I pushed harder, and I leaped on top of her, pinning her down, just as the conch horn blew, signalling the end of the game. I morphed into human form and let her go, and headed back to Zeus's Fist.

When I arrived, the hunters were cheering, raising the flag proudly. I saw everyone congratulate one another, and I noticed the campers grumbling to one another nearby.

I smirked, and I headed over to the hunters.

Delaney smiled at me. "We did it! I told you the hunters always win, that was the fiftieth time in a row!"

I smiled. "Those campers seriously need to up their game."

Cassandra noticed me and headed over. "Hey. We won!" She smiled, before Savannah called her name. "I gotta go, see you later!"

Thalia frowned, doing a headcount. "Where are Marilyn and Kathryn?"

"They're back that way, unconscious!" I called, pointing toward where I had last saw them.

"Thanks!" Thalia called, before jogging to go get them.

The next day, I packed up the few things I had into a silver duffel bag. My mother's letter, some extra clothes, nectar, ambrosia, and liquid moonlight. I also packed my toiletries, and a figure of Artemis Delaney gave me from her old Mythomagic set.

I headed out around lunchtime with the others, and when we had left the camp borders, the pack of wolves joined us. Thalia called for us to stop. "Before we continue, Autumn needs to pick a hunting wolf."

She gestured to me to come forward, and I complied, facing a pack of white hunting wolves. "Hi." I said nervously, surprised when it came out as a bark. The wolves bowed.

"Lady Artemis's child." a wolf yipped. "Mi'Lady."

"Erm, you don't have to bow." I barked.

One wolf, who was about the height of my waist, stepped forwards. "I will serve our Lady's child." She yipped. Her emerald-green stare was piercing as she turned to me. "I will be your companion."

"Umm.. Great. What should I call you?"

She tipped her head thoughtfully, pondering the question. "Echo." She decided. She nuzzled her muzzle against my leg.

"Echo it is then." I said, switching back to English.

Thalia smiled. "Okay, let's get moving!"

The hunters began moving, and Echo trudged along right by my heels. I bent down and stroked her silky-soft fur as I walked.

I chatted with Cassandra, Savannah, Ruby, and Thea for a while, and then I caught up with Delaney and Thalia and we talked for a little while. Night was falling as we stopped somewhere in Highland Park, just north of Brooklyn.

After we made camp, Delaney invited me to sleep in her tent.

"We didn't assign your tent-mates yet." She explained.

I accepted her offer, and I followed her to her tent. I set down my bag on one of the vacant beds and headed outside, where everyone was gathered around a campfire.

Echo joined me, nuzzling her face in my leg, and I patted her. I sat down on a log, and Echo jumped up, and put her head in my lap, and I stroked the top of her head, my fingers dragging through the silky-soft fur.

Everyone told stories about their best hunts, and when it was my turn I told them about when I totally schooled Daniel Byrd and his cronies, and I smiled at the memory, and the hunters laughed with me until all our ribs hurt.

That night, as I slept in Delaney's tent, I smiled as I slid into the covers. I had finally found a place where I belonged.