Right now is not really a good time, for I am currently running from another hell hound. There are a few things that you will need to know about me, one my name is Brianna Jackson, and yes i know its dangerous to run with sharp objects. I was kidnapped in the second grade which would put me at around four or five and have been running from him, and monsters ever sense. To protect my self I have a large battle ax that magically makes straps to secure its self to my back and a small boot knife on my ankle, and a simple taser for normal humans just in case. I have been in and out of society my entire life so I'm not too good with this whole people thing.

As I run through the woods I notice that the trees are starting to grow smaller and that there is more space to move between them. I pick up speed as i hear a monstrous roar behind me, then, out of no where I am out of the trees and dashing on a lonely deserted road. I jerked sliding to a stop and turn intending on going back into the trees to hide it out, but when I looked all i could see was a long stretch of farm land and empty two pan road. I turn back around and notice that there is a large hill with a single pine tree on top.
i walked across the street cautiously watching out for the monster. As I near the other side I hear a bellowing roar much closer then the last one. I tare off running for the hill and as I look over my shoulder my heart pounds uncontrollably. Scared out of my wits because I cannot fight because I was still recovering from the last time i was attacked, meaning that i had many wounds at the moment. I finally get to the top of the hill, and as I pass the tree something hits me hard across the back, I stumble and fall sliding down the other side. At the bottom I stand and look back at the top and a lone beast stands their looking at me with pure hatred drool and blood dripping from its mouth. I shivered in fear and shake my head preferring to taking in my new surroundings. I look at my surroundings with narrowed eyes and I am surprised at the amount of greek objects and styled buildings that I saw. I stand and forced myself to walk with fluid steps to what is obviously the main house. Its a four story blue house with a bronze eagle weather vain and a creepy attic window that seemed to looked down at me in annoyance. I have the strangest feeling of familiarity with this place and against my better judgment my mind begins to let its guard down some. I walk around and follow the porch all the way to the other where two men were talking. One was standing and the other was in a wheel chair and as soon as they saw me the conversation was cut off. I silently stared at them and they watched me like hawks at a fish, right back at me. I don't really like it but I'm sadly used to it. When they is finished studying me the man in the wheel chair said "well,um, Welcome to camp! Where is your keeper?" he was hesitant enough in his speech that i was certain he hid something.

" I am my own keeper." I said coolly with a faint after thought of my lack of kindness.

To my amazement the guy stands up out of his chair and reviled a body of a hours that in no way should have been able to fit in such a tiny box, and if that didn't surprise me the other guy with horrid fashion fast (not saying mine is much better) just disappeared with a snap of his fingers.

" You got here by yourself?" the horse man asked with a stomp of one large hoof "How?!"

"I have done a great many things by myself so this should not shock you." I stated plainly hiding my confusion well. I was trying very hard to be nice but truthfully I did not trust him not in the slightest, i mean how could i! He was a hours with a manes damn body AND he can fit into a tiny ass box!

"Who are you?"

"ahhh… " he gasped calming quickly, a small blush lighting up his cheeks "I have not introduced myself. My name is Chiron and I am camp director here." Chiron then demanded "But I must know your name."

He didn't ask he demanded and i didn't like that, and i glared my displeasure.

" My name is Brianna Jackson, and next time ask, don't demand. I do not like people demanding that I do something. The last person or was it thing? Anyway, it ended up sliced in half and pined to a tree with a nail through its brain." I told him but it was really mad when it finally got free again i didn't tell him the last part though. No need for him to know everything. I could tell that he was nervous now from the way he kept glancing at my ax and fidgeting. After a few minutes I knew that we were getting no where so I asked "What kind of camp is this and now that I am here do I have to stay?" The question seemed to surprise him again this guy is really easy to confuse and to take by suprise.

"This is Camp Half-Blood and yes until you are given a quest or have a home to go to for the school year you will have to stay. However, if you have non of these things you will not be aloud to leave and will be forced to stay here year round. You also won't have to worry about monsters trying to eat you everyday" he said smirking.

" what does Half- Blood mean?"

" Half- blood means that you are half god, half mortal."

"Now that explains a lot of things. Now I'm guessing but its the greek gods that are real?" I said.

I was starting to really like this guy and i was hopping against hope that he was one of my allys and wasn't going to dice me up and eat me after i had gone to sleep. " Yes you are correct the greek gods are really real but there is more to them then just that, But how did you know?"

" The buildings, the satyrs, the dryads and those cabins." I knew that i was starting to sound friendly and i didn't know if i liked that. " Can I get a tour? starting with the sword arena?"

He looked at me funny when I asked but he agreed without asking questions. As we walked I was grateful to see kids doing strange things similar to myself,I felt at home here.
We reached the sword arena and i looked in disbelief and shock then I just flat out glared at the boy who was fighting. I moved from Chirons side, jumped the rail and yelled at the top of my voice "PERCY JACKSON YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!" My eyes burned with barely contained anger.

He dropped his sword, through up his hands and turned around slowly and looked at Me and just gaped in opened moth shock. This day seems to be full of surprises, and both all of them are bad. The girl that he had been fighting with looked at her and cried " who are you and how do you know his name?" I could tell she didn't like me then and there, it also dawned on me her jealousy was probably because they were dating. She wasn't the only one who watched me with big curious eyes, and definitely not the only one filled with instant dislike.

I looked at her and stated "Because I'm his sister"

Authors note: the original story (Percy Jackson And The Olympians) is not mine please refrain from being rude and please enjoy reading this story as much as i enjoyed writing it!