A bus drove along the Grand Canyon, transporting a class of students crammed within. Almost eagerly, it released its passengers onto an observation deck, and left as quickly as it arrived. Nearby, another vehicle pulled up to where the bus had once been. Within it two black-haired teenagers, one a seventeen-year-old male, one a fourteen-year-old female. The two looked at each other, the younger speaking first.
'You okay, Percy?'
'I'm fine, Carrie. Just remember what our Dad told us.' He replied, opening his door and walking out. Carrie did the same.
The teacher in charge of the expedition soon came to greet them.
Percy spoke first.
'Good to see you, Hedge.'
'Same here.' Replied the teacher.
'Who are the new guys?' Asked Carrie.
'The Cherokee kid is Piper, the Hispanic one is Leo.' Stated the teacher, turning his head to shout a few orders. 'Valdez! McLean! Some guys here to see you!'
The aforementioned students soon waded through the sea of people, arriving at the car. The teacher briefed them.
'The guy is Percy and the girl is Carrie. They have something to tell you.'
Percy quickly explained the situation, revealing that whatever Greek myths that they had learned were true, and that they were most probably demigods. Piper and Leo reacted in a normal sort of way. They laughed. However, the other three failed to laugh with them. Once they realised this, their laughter subsided. Piper remained silent, whilst Leo had some questions.
'You're serious?'
The three nodded.
'You're taking us somewhere else?'
Nods again.
'If we're demigods, then our parents are-'
Carrie cut him off. 'Gods? Yes. Who? We have a good idea of that, but we can only be sure once we get to Camp Half-Blood.'
Piper finally spoke. 'And if we're not who you think we are?'
Carrie looked to Percy. 'Well, either you can't get in at all, or you don't have the godly parents we assume you do, in which case we lose twenty bucks.'