I woke up in a cavern, with fire here and there, and a really long river. My name is Virgil, thats all I can remember. I got to my feet sleepily and walked slowly towards a light. There were spirits, ethereals, ghosts, shades, whatever you want to call them.
They all looked at me and huddled closer to the fire, as if they were scared of me.
I walked faster now, a bit spooked by the ghosts.
I found a crow on a rotting tree. As far as I knew, I loved nature.
I climbed up the tree and I was amazed by its strength. The crow didnt try to get away from me, which I took as a good sign. I put my hand towards it and it hopped on without hesitation. I also took this as a good sign. I brought it close to me and examined its eyes. One was green and the other was... I threw the crow down.
A camera. I stomped on it and it exploded into wires.
There was an H on its back in greek. 'How can I read greek?'
I thought to myself. I examined the wiring and saw the words Hephaestus engraved onto it. I stood up and walked down the cavern. Then I broke into a run, and stopped when I saw a woman. Not a ghost. Not a shade. But a real, living old woman.
"Hello there, little boyyy." She said, holding out the 'yyy' part.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I'mmm an old ladyyy. I fell in from that hollle," She pointed to a hole in the ceiling I didnt notice.
"C-c-could you helllp me?" She inquired.
I couldn't deny help to an old lady, so I picked her up bridal style, and kept walking. With every step I took it seemed as though she was getting heavier.
"Over there." She said, pointing to a whole in the wall with a bright light shining through.
I closed my eyes and tried my best to get there. The lady got heavier and heavier each step, I collapsed when I was at the hole.
When I looked up, she was a different person. A lady much younger, stronger, and more beautiful.
"Hey, what the hell! You aren't an old lady! You could've carried ME to this hole." I yelled angrily.
She helped me up, and just her touch made me feel like I could run a million miles.
"I am Juno, or Hera if you prefer the greek. I have chosen you, child."
"What the hell." I said under my breath.
She was wearing a toga that didnt cover her entirely, and made me blush a bit.
She pointed out and I saw a camp. In this camp was a couple of cabins, each labelled with a god's name.
Poseidon, Demeter, Ares, Athena, Hephaestus, Hermes, Zeus.
I wondered why Hades wasn't in it too.
Hera pushed me forwards and I half-walked, half-stumbled towards the camp. I walked by a tree with a Golden Fleece on it, and 60 pairs of heads looked my way.
"A new demigod!" one said. "I wonder who his parents are!" said another.
Then a man, wait no a centaur trotted towards me.
"I am Chiron. Co-leader of this camp. And you are?"
"Virgil. Virgil Fox." I said hesitantly. I was still stunned by the mythological creatures here. A centaur, a satyr, and as far as I could tell, a bunch of humans.
"Okay, Virgil. Come with me." Chiron said.
I followed him, deciding to trust the four footed half man.
We walked through the heart of the camp, and everyone's eyes were on us.
"So, Virgil. Who is your dad?"
"I don't know." I replied.
"Your mom?" He wondered.
"I dont know." I repeated. "Then, where are you from?
"I told you, I dont know. I dont know anything but my name."
"And my name, is Virgil."