Thunder cracked high above the camp, missing the clearing as it usually did. Half-bloods wearing neon orange shirts and chatting were dotted around the grassy plain, some sparring in full Greek battle armour. Percy looked up at the sky as he sat on the grass with Annabeth. Grover had gone off to find another demi-God under order of Chiron.

"Percy?" Annabeth said. He turned his head toward her. "Look at the border." Percy looked around. Grover was standing there, sweaty and bruised with a girl standing next to him, letting him rest his weight on her shoulder. The girl looked around the same height as him with fair skin. He couldn't tell much about her from where they were sat but she must be the new camper.

I gazed around at the camp, littered with neon orange shirts and athletic, aggressive looking teens. Starting to feel intimidated, I helped Grover over to a large barn like house that looked friendly enough with a man in a wheelchair and a man in a cheetah print Hawaiian shirt sat outside playing some sort of card game with two older campers. Grover moaned as he sat down, a long gash on the side of his leg bleeding slightly.

"Selina, go get Grover to the infirmary." The man in the wheelchair said and one girl helped Grover to his hooves and they went off together. The man smiled "So, you would be Ida Blackstone?"

"Yes?" I said, startled "How do you know my name?" The man smiled

"How do you think Grover found you?"

"Th-that was you?" The man nodded

"Now my dear, I'm going to give you the tour of camp now, follow me." The man said. Or, what I thought was a man. As soon as he pushed himself out of the wheelchair, the bottom half of his body turned into a horse's body.

"Wh-what?!" I spluttered "Y-you're a centaur!?"

"Well done young lady." He said "Not many demi-gods can properly identify me when we first meet."

This was all too much to process. The only friend I've ever had was half goat. A man that was previously in a wheelchair was part horse.

"Now dear, I assume you know of the Greek gods?" the man asked, his face looked troubled and he was looking down at me. I nodded. "Well... my dear... they're real."

"You mean like Zeus, Dionysus, Hera and Demeter? Those gods!?" I said. My mind was freewheeling. It couldn't be true, could it?

"Yes."

The other man, the pudgy one in the tiger stripe tee snorted "First time I've heard my name mentioned with that lot" thunder grumbled again.

"Y-you're a god?" i stumbled over my words in confusion.

"Yeas, now are you going to play some pinochle or am I going to have to play with those dratted Stoll brothers?"
"I don't know what pinochle is" I answered his question, confused thoughts skidding around my mind "Sir, which god are you?"

"Dionysus." he said lazily, shuffling the cards. "Call me Mr D"

"Cool... I've met a god." I ran that over in my mind

"Yes, yes now Chiron." Mr D addressed the centaur, Chiron. Wait; was that Chiron from the myths? "Are you giving the girl the tour or not?"