Prologue
Most people get on with their lives unaware of what really goes bump in the night or what really happened to that one neighbour that disappeared. The people who do know, which is a larger number than you would probably expect, would agree that it fucking sucks. Most of the time anyway.
Camp Half-Blood. A place for children who have been thrust into this world with monsters constantly hunting them. A place for them to feel safe and at home. However, Jasper never fit in with the other Demi-gods, only knowing his own name from the slip of paper in messy hand writting his mentor recieved. His strange heartbeat sounding like four quick drum beats. His eyes crystal blue and dark shaggy hair making him stand out from the rest of the Hermes cabin, where he stays. Never claimed. Until today, when another boy, the same age as him, with sea green eyes and jet black hair arrives to camp.
