Chapter 1

As he opened his eyes, he didn't know what to think of what he was seeing, he was lying flat on his back staring up at a white ceiling, he could smell something sweet but he couldn't make out what it was. He turned his head to the side and saw another bed next to his own, a girl slept there, her arm covered in a bandage and a nasty gash across her forehead.

He looked around the space, there were bandages and bottles with long medical words that he had no idea what they meant, was he in a hospital? Why couldn't he remember? He rubbed his eyes, he pushed himself up into a sitting position, he looked down at his body not seeing anything wrong, he felt fine… well apart from the obvious 'not knowing who he was' thing.

Footsteps alerted him to a presence at the door to the room, a short petite girl stood there with a clipboard in her hands, she made eye contact with the figure in the bed

"You're awake" she said with a polite smile "How are you feeling?" she asked taking a few steps closer to the foot of the bed

"Err fine I guess" he answered realising that his throat was scratchy, he spied a glass of water next to his bed and took a long drink from it, draining it in a few seconds

"Good good" she replied with a smile "Reyna will be glad to hear you are recovering"

"Err… right" he began "By the way where am I?"

A flicker of confusion crossed the young girls face as she looked down at her clip board

"Camp Jupiter" she answered looking back up at him "Can you tell me your name?"

He thought for a moment opening his mouth to answer but then realising that he had no idea, his mind raced… why couldn't he remember?

"What's going on?"

The girl looked back down and scribbled something on her clipboard, she turned to leave, glancing back over her shoulder

"Stay here while I get the lead medic" she tried to say comfortingly

"Hey!" he called after "What's going on? What's Camp Jupiter?"

But she was gone out the door, closing it behind her gently. The guy waited there for a moment before shaking his head, he stood from the bed and found a pair of heavy duty hiking boots on the floor, he shoved them on finding them vaguely familiar.

He looked around the room again, the girl in the other bed was still sleeping. He moved towards a large window on the opposite wall, he opened the blinds slowly and his jaw almost hit the ground. The surrounding buildings were pure white with large roman columns… was he in Rome?

People walked around down below, most wearing the same purple tee but some were wearing those roman white sheet things that they wrapped around themselves

"Where the hell am I?" he said aloud, but then his eyes spotted something else. Guys in actual metal armour, helmets and shields but what caught his eyes the most was the swords in their hands

"I gotta get out of here"

He made his way to the door and pressed his ear to it, he couldn't hear anything so he carefully opened it slightly and peered through. When he could see that the coast was clear he ducked out and started to walk down the corridor, people passed him, their eyes following him. He tried to act like he belonged, walking with purpose, taking turns like he knew where he was going and it was working too.

That was until he turned a corridor and came face to face with the girl with the clipboard, they both stopped dead, the guys eyes went to the man standing beside her.

Before the girl could open her mouth, he had turned and sprinted in the opposite direction, he flew past people who yelled at him

"HEY WAIT" he heard the girl call as he heard rushing footsteps following him

He charged through the corridors having no clue where he was going, but he was not going to stay here where people were walking around like roman soldiers armed with swords and god knows what else. He turned down a corridor and at the other end he saw a large open window, it wasn't ideal but it would do, he was one story up but he figured it was better than getting caught by these guys.

He rushed to the window and vaulted out, turning mid-air and catching the ledge, looking down he judged the distance, somehow he knew he could make the jump and so he did, hitting the ground he rolled and was instantly on his feet. He looked up and realised all eyes was on him, he paused quickly looking for a way out of this place

"HEY YOU!"

He spun to see those armed guys in armour coming at him

"Crap" he muttered as he legged it again, he weaved through people who were walking by, some yelling at him as he pushed passed them

He skidded to a halt when he saw more soldiers in front of him, he looked around for an exit route but there was none on the ground level, his eyes scanned the buildings as they started to surround him. Something in his brain kicked in as he ran at the nearest wall and launching himself up it before latching his hands to the roof of the first level, he pulled himself up with ease and began running along the rooftops.

He kept ascending up and away from the soldiers, but soon he ran out of roofing to run across and he looked out at a vast field, with a battle going on… a fully blown roman battle

"What the hell?" he breathed

Clanking metal drew his attention away from the battle, he turned to see roman soldiers heaving themselves onto the roof, at least they had dropped their shields to follow him, but they still had short swords which were drawn and pointed at him.

Damn

Hey there guys, had an idea for a new Demigod story, let me know what you think and if I should continue