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"shit not again!" percy said as he looked at his graded paper....it was an F. if he could not pass this Ancient History class then he was Fucking Screwed and would not graduate.He was eighteen he thought himself....he should be able to produce

Percy looked at his teacher he saw as he normally did with teachers he hated a slight flicker in the air before him which then fixed itself...his teacher was a largish bald head with very bad breathe...But seemed to be very convincing. it was even said that this giant of a man could charm any student to literally do a mountian of homework.He had been percy's favorite teacher since the beginning of high school and his name was Mr.clopser, cyrus clopser he and grover were percy's only defense agianst the world that seemed to hate him,next to his mother, and paul.

percy looked at mr.clopser the teacher looked at him and sighed...."perseus jackson, what am I going to do with you? you must pass yet you only seem to be able to pass in feilds in which you excell like ancient greece....there are more cultures than that you know."

Percy smiles and says "yes teacher but school seems to be sooooo frustating how can I pass sir?"

"Hmm, give me some time to think before I decide.....Head home for now"

"yessir" percy moves to leave the classroom but as he exits he sees something odd in the hallway

"SIR?"

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Demigod of WarChapter 42

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Demigod of WarChapter 43

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Demigod of WarChapter 44

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Demigod of WarChapter 46

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