Disclaimer: I do NOT own this characters, places, etc. Rick Riordan has the pleasure of that. Enjoy.
I ran through the forest, the monsters chasing me. What the heck is going on? I wondered. For days this is how I survived. Running. I came across a clearing that was free of monsters. I saw an arch leading to a place... Macp lafh lobod? It was hard to tell with my new-found dyslexia. Stumbling through the arch, I called for help. Then blacked out.
I woke up in a bed. There was people on either side of me. They were arguing. "She seems like Big Three material." A boy snapped next to me. "Whatever...Wayne." I tried not to laugh. A large guy in a cheetah print shirt drinking some kind of soda on the other side of me groaned. "Good-bye, little cousin!" I sat up. "Where am I?" I asked a blond kid. "Oh. You're.. awake." he murmured. I waited in anticipation. He told me the Greek gods are real and one of this was my parent. I have to admit, I wasn't that surprised. I shrugged and just asked when I could get a tour. Then the blond boy... Will, I think his name was, said to wait here and give him a minute. When he finally got back, he was with someone else. This guy was tall and muscular. He had sea green eyes and raven black hair. "Hi, welcome to camp." he said. "I'm Percy." Thunder rumbled and shook my bed. "Hi. I'm Lizzie." I replied. "So, tour?" "Wait." Will stopped me. He handed me a bright orange shirt. I put it on. Excitedly I turned to Percy. "I'm ready!" And we headed out to my new home.