Hey, I'm Percy Jackson. I'm a half-blood. A half god, half mortal. Apparently, Greek gods still exist today and they still have affairs with mortals. I'm the offspring of one. My mortal parents are Paul Blofis and Sally Jackson but I don't know who my godly parent is since they didn't claim me yet which makes me feel a little neglected even though I know that the gods are busy and that they can forget about us sometimes. I try not to think on that matter too much and try to enjoy camp instead but I feel like I don't belong here. Ever since I stepped foot into camp it's like every nerve in my body is screaming, 'You don't belong here.' I've also been discovering abilities that I have that no other demigods seem to be able to do. Like for example, the other the day, I was just taking a stroll in the woods when a word popped into my mind. A'max. I said the words out loud and some weird, glowing letters burned it the air before me. Before I knew it, everything within a 10-yard radius from me burst into flames. Another word popped into my head. Maw. I said it out loud and the glowing letters burned it front of me again. This time water appeared and doused the flames. It was very weird. No other demigods have ever shown that ability except me. My appearance is also a bit strange. If you look closely at me, I have a faint outline of multi-colored wings behind me and I also have slightly glowing skin. Anyways, right now I'm heading over to the mess hall. The conch just sounded, signaling dinner. I walked in line with the other Hermes campers and was the last. We did the normal routine. Get the food, scrape some to the gods, and eat it. When I tossed a fat bunch of grapes in, I prayed to my godly parent to claim me whoever he or she is but as usual, I got no reply. After dinner when everyone was heading to the amphitheater, I snuck to Zeus' fist. There I laid down on the ground next to it and watched the stars. I looked for every constellation I knew and soon drifted off to sleep.