Lobo: Hello our lovely peoples of the interwebs! Thanks to Nico, we are back from the dead! Just a note: we might be taking down our other stories because they aren't very good. On the other hand, we will try to post weekly with this one and others to come. It may be two weeks or more. We'll let you know when that'll be happening so… onward to the barricade!
Nico: I shouldn't have brought you three back.
Night: Shut up. Anyway, we don't own the Percy Jackson series… or the Heroes of Olympus series… or any of the characters or settings that you may recognize. Lobo does own her O.C. Well… her and a bearded dragon named Pogona.
"Why did mom send us here, Rory?" my half-sister, Marissa, asked, clenching my hand tighter so we wouldn't drift apart as I guided her through the forest with Miss Kelli, our camp director.
"She isn't our mom, Rissa. Her name is Katherine. Anyway, she probably hoped that you would get lost since you can't see and my sarcastic responses to everything will get me killed by Miss Kelli." We stopped to pitch our tents since it was almost dark. As I set to work on the tent, Marissa asked multiple questions about the other campers.
When the tent was finished, Marissa and I settled down to sleep; however, one of the other campers, Nichole was his name, started to shake me.
"Aurora! Aurora wake up! You need to get out of here! It isn't safe for you two!"
"What do you mean? Of course it's safe."
"No it isn't," a familiar voice said. It was our dad. Whatever this situation was, it must have been pretty important because dad's Mexican accent shone through. "Come on, Rory."
I got up immediately. We started running through the woods, Marissa trailing behind me, holding on tightly to my hand. When we reached dad's car, he jumped in the driver's seat while Marissa and I climbed into the back and Niccolo hopped in the passenger's seat.
After about an hour of driving through the rain, we pulled up on the side of the road next to a hill. Dad took us up and left us at the gateway to another camp. Camp Half-Blood. Niccolo pushed us inside hurriedly.
Sorry to cut it so short, but we're running out of time to type. We're writing this at 2 in the morning and we were supposed to be in bed by midnight since we have to go back to school today. We'll probably post it this afternoon or evening if we get the chance. Anyway, goodbye our lovelies.
Stay weird. Stay awesome. Stay demigods.
~Lobo, Ninja, and Night