This story takes place after the battle against Kronos and before Percy loses his memory.

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The nightly sing-a-long that was being led by the Apollo cabin at Camp Half-blood was suddenly stopped by a yell for help. This was usual, since Percy made the gods swear to claim there children by the time they reached the age thirteen. Percy and Annabeth made it to Thalia's tree before anyone else. They saw a boy that looked to be about sixteen stumble across the barrier and fall flat on his face in exhaustion. Percy ran to his side and helped him up.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

The boy muttered something that Percy couldn't quite make out, "Ate the vader."

Percy's brow furrowed in confusion. "What? You ate Darth Vader?"

The boy lifted up his head to speak more clearly. "Save the satyr!"

"Oh." Percy uncapped riptide and charged out of the barrier. He saw a satyr, Gleeson Hedge, trying to fight off a laistrygonian giant. Percy ran up to it and slashed it across the face. the giant screamed in frustration and kicked Percy back. It lumbered toward him, murder in it's eyes. Percy reached for riptide but found nothing. His weapon was behind the giant.

Percy cursed, he killed many monsters in his time, some much worse then a laistrygonian, yet he failed to kill the beast, and now it was going to kill him. just when the giant was about to bite percy's head off, a baseball bat came out of nowhere and hit the giant in the side of it's head, cracking it's skull. As the giant slowly crumbled to dust, Percy looked over to where Hedge was standing. He was jumping in the air screaming, "TAKE THAT YOU ROTTEN HAIRY RODENT!"

Annabeth ran up to Percy. "Oh my gods! Percy, are you okay?"

Percy managed a smile. "Always."

As Annabeth helped Percy up, the new kid turned to Hedge. "Um… Thank you… for saving my life… twice."

Hedge rubbed the back of his neck. "No problem kid, all in a days work."

Chiron, the camp director, and centaur, walked up to the new kid. "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. I am Chiron, the camp director here. Your safe now."

The new kid hesitantly walked up to Chiron. "Uh, hi... thanks. My name is Peter Parker. And... I'm not a half- blood. Atleast not half god."

Chiron frowned. "What do you mean, not half god?"

Peter looked at the other campers nervously, like he was expecting them to kill him. "Well, none of my parents are gods. But I'm still able to enter here because... well... my mom is Arachne."