OK guys, this is my first fan fiction but I've been reading fan fiction myself for a while. I hope this is OK for you all and future chapters to come.
Disclaimer: I do not own camp-half blood or any of Rick Riordan's stories... I'm not even sure if I will be using camp half blood and seeing as demi-gods are things of Greek mythology, should this even be a disclaimer? Anyway, I don't own half-bloods either. If they're copyrighted that is. If not, THEY ARE ALL MINE!
Hundreds of years ago, in Tudor England; Henry Tudor was declared dead. Katherine Parr; now a widow was mourning. But contrary to popular belief, on Henry's death bed, a note was written for her. One that detailed the future of not just this earth but what lay just beyond our reach, the gods themselves.