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Daken stumbled against the door at the end of the hall, scrabbling with a desperate hand for the knob. He had no idea who lived here, or if they were in or not, but he needed a place to hide for just long enough for his wounds to heal. Fifteen minutes, tops, and then he could be on his way. 

Hopefully... and it was unlocked. In New York. People were idiots; anyone could just stagger in. He slammed the door, leaning against it as he slid to the floor. One arm held tight against the sword sashes to his abdomen, hopefully keeping his organs in place. Regrowing the intestines was not his favorite thing in the world.

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"Welcome at the S.H.I.E.L.D helicarrier. I'm agent Barton. How can I help you?"

φ—Yet another day had passed in the hellhole that the gods liked to call camp half-blood. It was a punishment for Kenzi, the demigod daughter of Hades, after having nearly murdered a fellow student at her latest school. It didn’t take long for Chiron accompanied by a satyr to find her before she had the chance to do anything and escort her to Olympus. Once there she was judged by all of the gods and goddesses excluding her own father Hades. They chose for her to go to Camp Half-Blood until her fatal flaw of anger died down enough for her to safely be back among the normal world. She found herself sitting at the pavilion today staring up at the overcast clouds as she listened to her ipod. It had been confiscated on her first day due to the fact of how no electronics were allowed at Camp Half-Blood but she had stolen it back. Her black hoody hung loosely over her brightly colored orange camp shirt as she reclined back on her father’s table, her eyes closed as she enjoyed every note of Clam’s Casino song I’m God.

 Rain began to fall just onto Kenzi leaving the rest of camp dry. She knew it was Zeus’ way of pissing her off. Sighing she placed her ipod and headphones back into her pocket before walking over to the archery range. She had managed to get banned from sword fighting after what Dionysus called dirty fighting even though Kenzi knew it was only because she had struck down one of his children. The archery range was still open to her and any sort of combat sounded good to Kenzi at that moment. Just as she was about to grab a bow and a quiver of arrows she head the whiz noise of an arrow flying directly past her head. Turning around Kenzi could have fooled even the best of demigods into believing she was a daughter of Ares. Her eyes seemed to glow with flames as her fists clenched.

 “Who the Hades shot that arrow?”

Princess,

It is my pleasure to write this 'Wake Up' note to you. You sleep so soundly. It's beautiful. Thank you for joining the Host Club for it's first sleepover. Breakfast will be served in the dinning hall. I hope you can join me for a morning stroll in the courtyard.

My heart will be waiting for you.