A/N: HELLO THERE! My name is HeadSmashedInBuffaloJump and I am going to take on Wishing-Fire 's 100 Theme challenge. I think she/He wants the challenge to be in Kingdom of Hearts, whatever that is… Anyway, I am going to do this in Percy Jackson category. Oh well. Thanks! I will be working on this a little bit, but I will also be keeping up my other story-Time Traveling 101, don't worry.
Enjoy! And have a wonderful day!
1. Introduction
Thinking over the years, I never forget anything. The quests, the friends, the deaths, the wars, the love, and the hardships. Being the son of Poseidon puts you through a lot.
There are people in my life that I would die for. I have come close before.
Today there were a bunch of new people coming to came and I was glad to give them a tour around camp.
There were three young kids sitting on the steps of the big house. All of them looked a little nervous and reminded me of the time I came to came. Except they weren't attacked by a giant monster with horns.
"Hello, I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood!" They looked up at me while I introduced them to camp. They followed me while I walked around camp, showing them the cabins and training areas.
"Here, you will stay at the Hermes Cabin until you figure out who your godly parent is." I told them, remembering the time at the capture the flag and I was shown as Poseidon's son.
Next was the sword arena. The kids looked in awe at the swords on the racks as I explained the training they were going to go through daily. Watching them walk around the area, I remembered the many times Luke and I fought together in here.
"Which one do I get?" One asked in a small voice. "Which weapon?"
"Oh, you all get one that is meant for you. Mine is Riptide." I told them and quickly uncapped my sword. The bronze metal shone on the floor and the newbies looked at the blade.
"I want a bow and arrow." One boy whispered to the other.
I continued to show them the rest of camp. When we went to the archery place the one who was ooing and awing the bow and arrow was taken aside by an Apollo camper for a minute to shoot an arrow real quick. The new camper pulled the arrow back and let go. The arrow sprouted its self in the middle of the target and we looked at him in amazement. The glowing symbol of Apollo shone above his head.
"Welcome, son of Apollo. Welcome to camp."
A/N: Ok, so I didn't really have anything to do with this first chapter, but the next one will be good, I promise. The next theme is LOVE and I will do well. Thanks for your support-and see if you like my other stories. Have a great day!
