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CHAPTER ONE: THEY TOLD ME SOMETHING THAT TO ME WAS DUMB
My first thought was, 'AAAAHHHH!' My second thought: βοηθώ! Third: was that Greek? Fourth: someone, help me before I die!
I closed my eyes, hoping that someone, anyone, would come and save me!
Unfortunately, just as water touched my flailing arms, the water consumed me, practically drowning me.
LATER...
I awoke to the sound of uh... Reed pipes?! What in the world?!
The tune the reed pipes were playing sounded sorta like it was calling something or someone. If the person was playing them to try to help me, it didn't help me one bit.
I turned on my side, trying not to hear the music. I groaned as I did, my arm stinging.
The music stopped. "She has waken." A voice said.
"Thank you," Another answered.
"Welcome," The first replied as the sound of hooves walking on rock faded.
What was going on?! I forced myself to open my eyes...
... And I wished I hadn't.
Why? Cause there was a man with EYES ALL OVER HIS BODY! He had eyes everywhere! All over his body! Oh, did I mention that he was covered with eyes? Well, just to be sure... HE WAS COVERED WITH HUNDREDS OF EYES!
I fainted again.
LATER...AGAIN...
"Argus, I think it will be better if someone else was in her sight besides you- she may faint again if she does," A new voice suggested.
"Sure," The second voice from before responded. I heard a door close.
Wait...Argus? Wasn't he a type of myth in Greek?
"No, Argus is very real." The third voice countered.
Huh? Is there a mind reader here?
"I'm not a mind reader- you're speaking out loud." He stated.
Uncertain if I was awake and if he said the truth, I opened my eyes again. I let out a sigh of relief, thinking it was that eye dude that would be in front of me- instead, it was a middle aged man in a wheelchair.
"Where am I?" I wondered.
"Camp Half-Blood." He answered.
Camp Half-Blood... That sounded familiar... Wait... Wasn't Camp Half-Blood a place in The Lightning Thief? And if this is Camp Half-Blood, then that man was...
"You're Mr. Brunner," I quoted.
"Uh, no. I was Mr. Brunner. That was my name while I was at Yancy." He replied.
"Watching Percy." He nodded. "Because Grover told you that Percy was probably a Demigod."
"Yes." Brunner said simply.
"So if I'm really here, in Camp Half-Blood, that means..." I gasped.
"You're a Demigod."