Chapter One:
*Note: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians*

Percy ran, faster than he could ever remember running. His legs pumped, feet barely touching the ground as his arms flailed wildly at his sides. He looked over his shoulder again, and gasped. What Percy saw behind him was much worse than any Minotaur that had ever chased him (and Percy knew about Minotaur chases firsthand.) Barreling down on Percy was Clarisse, daughter of Ares. He swore she had gotten faster since last summer, but he couldn't be sure. "Get back here, Jackson!" Clarisse screamed, and Percy could smell barbeque ribs she'd had for lunch on her breath. "C-Clarisse! I didn't take your necklace! L-leave me alone!" Percy managed to get out, panting and struggling to talk while running. Clarisse's camp necklace had gone missing that morning, and somehow, Percy had come out as Suspect #1. He didn't have her necklace, of course, but that didn't stop Clarisse from assuming he did until she could pummel him enough to decide differently. Percy secretly thought Clarisse was just mad because he had a bead just for his heroic duties, and she didn't. Not like he would ever say that out loud. Percy liked having all of his teeth in his mouth.

Just as Clarisse was about to catch up with Percy, Grover burst out of the woods next to them, screaming. "Clarisse! Stop!" Clarisse paused, her fist inches away from Percy's face now. "What do you want, Underwear?" Some of the on looking campers snickered. Grover clenched his teeth. "It's Underwood. Percy didn't take your necklace. I did. It was an accident. I saw it lying on the ground outside, so I thought maybe it was an extra camp necklace. I wanted to give it to Juniper as a gift, so she could feel like a part of camp, just like we are." Percy swore he could see steam coming out of Clarisse's ears as she stood up, popping her knuckles and slowly advancing towards Grover. Percy wished he could save his best friend, but he knew there was nothing he could do now. "Underwood. Necklace. Now." Clarisse thrust her hand right under Grover's nose, fist up. Grover shakily pulled the necklace from his jean pocket, plucked a stray hair from between the beads, and dropped the necklace in Clarisse's hand. "Stupid satyr," Clarisse mumbled, stomping away with her necklace already back around her neck. Grover looked like he was going to faint right there, but Percy got up and helped steady him on his feet. "Man, you got lucky." Percy whispered to Grover, and he nodded, still too shocked to speak. Percy put his arm around Grover. "Come on man, let's go back to my cabin." Percy and Grover walked towards the Neptune cabin, but were stopped halfway there by Chiron. "Percy. Grover. Mr. D wants to see you. Now." The grave look on Chiron's face did nothing to put Grover or Percy at ease.

"Ah, the satyr, and Pecky. Come in." Percy sighed and followed Grover and Chiron into the living room of the Big House. Mr. D had never made an effort to get his name right, and it seemed more often than not he went out of his way to pick something ridiculous instead of his actual name. "It's Percy, sir," Percy corrected for what was at least the 50th time. "Percy Jackson." "Yes yes, Johnson. Now sit down. The gods are angry, and the longer I draw this out, the angrier they get." Percy and Grover exchanged nervous glances. "Unfortunately, with this latest incident, Clarisse has reached out to her father. She's demanding that you be removed from camp at once."

"What!?" Percy jumped up out of his chair. "All of this over a stupid necklace?! It was all just an accident. Grover took it on accident, and now she has it back. Done and over." Mr. D shifted in his chair, clearly annoyed that Percy had interrupted him. "It is out of my hands, Pearly. You will be removed from camp grounds at once. Chiron, please escort Mr. Jipson to the camp bus." Chiron sighed and folded out of his wheelchair, revealing his full centaur form. "Come on Percy. It's for the best." Percy stood, not understanding what was going on at all. "Mr. Underwood will stay here, as per the satyr service agreement that I have with the Council." Mr. D said, nodding at Grover, who looked like he was about to cry. "Percy, I'm sorry! I didn't know-" "I'll be alright, don't worry." Percy said, more to himself than Grover.

Chiron finished helping Percy load his belongings, which had been packed up without him knowing while he was talking to Mr. D, into the camp van. He looked close to tears, and Percy wished that someone would tell him what was going on. Chiron reached to close the door of the van, sealing Percy's fate. As he leaned in, he whispered hurriedly to Percy. "Not all is well, Percy. Someone is controlling the camp. Someone evil. Things are not right." He slipped a drachma into Percy's hand, along with a slip of folded paper. "Can't talk long, they've got eyes and ears everywhere." Chiron shut the door to the van, as Percy looked down at the items in his hand.

Percy opened the folded note, and written on it was only an address:

14269 East Willowbrook
New York, New York

Percy rubbed the drachma between his fingers and sighed. He fished around in his pocket for change and closed his eyes, laying his head against the headrest as the camp van pulled away. He knew one thing, his mom wouldn't be happy that he'd managed to get kicked out of yet another place.

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