Franks POV
I flew to camp half blood as quickly as I could the boy didn't have much longer. I had taken the scenic route flying over Canada on my way to Camp Half Blood. I was flying over Toronto when I saw him lying half dead in the snow surrounded by footprints that where much to large to be human. Obviously I picked him up, he was clearly a Half Blood. I had smelt it while in my animal forms I could do stuff like that I could even tell when a half blood was using a phone, but I could also smell when a half blood was almost dead and I could tell that if I didn't help him this kid wouldn't have much time left.
I was careful as I neared Camp Half Blood, I was going to enter in my dragon form and the last time I did it all the campers freaked out and tried to shoot me out of the air so this time I neared with more caution as I had a passenger with me. I started to descend out of the sky and right before I landed I transformed back into human form the Boy already in my arms and yelled "This boy is dying he needs help!" almost instantly I was surrounded by campers they asked me a lot of questions most of which I couldn't answer. "You better go tell Hazel you're here." said a little girl "That would be great, would you take me to where she is?" I asked the girl only nodded and led me to the big house.
When we got there I saw five people I hadn't seen together in a long while. They saw me as I walked up but they didn't act surprized or anything, we had been through so much together we all knew we could handle ourselves. "Hey what took you so long?" Percy asked "Found a half blood half dead in the snow around Toronto, I don't know how long he'll last." Just after I finished one of the Apollo campers ran up to us and said "The boy woke up," I was shocked "already?" I asked shocked, a surprized look was on my face. "Yes, he hasn't spoken much but he told us his name was Harker I just thought you'd like to know." And with that I got up next thing I knew I was a Cheetah and I was running to the Sick Tent.