We all have our secrets.
Some of us live double lives.
Like Theseus of Ares cabin. Violet and Anastasia of Terpsichore cabin. Moira and Clara of Hermes cabin. Reina of Hephaestus cabin.
Like Marie, Arethusa and I.
Theseus, Moira, Clara and Reina are wizards and witches, traveling to Hogwarts and the end of the summer to attend school. Aggravatingly, all five of them are in Gryffindor (I hate Gryffindor). They are good friends with Rose Weasley, James Potter, and Albus Potter.
Oh did I mention that they think I don't I know any of this?
They all believe that they have kept their secret remarkably well. The truth is, anyone looking for irregularities, strange mannerisms or anything out of the ordinary is sure to notice something. And if you know precisely what you're looking for, and know what those things mean, why it's quite obvious those five are of the wizarding world.
Now on to Violet and Anastasia. The sisters are not only demigods like the rest of us, but magicians descended from the Pharaohs. They wield both Greek and Egyptian magic. Quite impressive. They also are confident that none know of their diverse heritage.
As for Marie, Arethusa and I?
That's a secret you'll have to wait a little longer to hear.
I suppose I can tell you about our demigod lives, though.
Marie is a daughter of Aphrodite. Lover of all things pink and glittery, fluent in english, ancient greek, Spanish, french and charmspeak. A sweet hispanic girl, whom you have to dig deep to find her dark side. But it's there. Oh it's there.
Arethusa is a child of Poseidon, yes, she's Percy's little sister. Dirty blond with sharp grey eyes, she bears more resemblance to the children of Athena. But she is a master of the sea, and of horses. Wild, and almost…chaotic…when she feels like. In short, she's powerful. More powerful than her brother, though few realize it.
I don't know who my godly parent is, and truthfully I don't care. Even if I knew who it was, I wouldn't tell anymore except for Arethusa and Marie. I prefer to be unknown, my heritage shrouded in mystery. I am reclusive. I have quite a few friends, but being very introverted I seek a lot time alone.
This is our second year of camp. We had been friends with Violet, Anastasia, Moira, and Clara already. They introduced us to Percy, Annabeth and Grover (who was disguised). The satyr recognized we were demigods, so, we came to Camp Half-Blood. We've been on a few quests, some with each other, others not, and thankfully we haven't run into any "problems".
"Problems" being ties to Marie, Arethusa, and I's divided heritage. The other world we are tied to. It isn't the world of Egyptian magicians, or of wizards, it is something different. A world that most definitely be at odds with the Egyptians, for some of us wield their most feared enemy. The wizarding world would freak at knowing another magic group, more powerful group, had existed right under their noses for centuries. The demigods would be suspicious, their gods curious, but not believing any of us could actually do them harm.
Some of us can.
Some of us might, if given reason to.
That would be the day the gods realize that some people, people like Arethusa and I, can access a power greater than them. Greater than the gods.