So I edited this because there was some obvious confusion. Tell me if this makes any sense.

Thank you to Princess Of Flames and cocopops1995 for the questions so I fix this, and thank you both and TheOkWriter for the positive review

I'll try for another chapter soon

Today I found something out. I'm a demi-god. Yeah, that's right; I'm half immortal god, half human. I don't know who my godly parent is yet, because I don't even know if it's my mom or dad. Only my parent does, I guess.

I showed up at camp almost 5 hours ago, being chased by Medusa (yes, the turns-you-to-stone-if-you-look-in-her-eyes medusa), the Minotaur (yes, the Minotaur) and a bunch of other monsters like Telkhins, Cyclops, a couple hellhounds et c. My parent (godly) must have a lot of enemies. A satyr named Lineus underwood - who is also my best friend since birth, somehow - brought me here. They call it camp half-blood. They don't know my name yet. They would, but they were too busy fighting the monsters I brought, and now they're all in the infirmary.

One much older one, who looked to be about thirty-four, was cursing under her breath, saying how Jackson should've been here fighting, not having fun (how dare he!) with his family in New York. It wasn't the first time I heard about him. The way I heard some girls talk about him, he must be hot, but it sounds like he already has a girlfriend (Anna, I think I heard someone say. It was hard to tell), so that sucks. I think the girl that was cursing Jackson is named Clarisse. Now I'm in this place called the big house, waiting for the horse-man – Chiron, trainer of Hercules and stuff - to come back to question me, and explain everything.

I think it's my dad that's a god, because who I call my dad now is, as my mom says, a seaweed brain, and I don't think even a goddess as vain as Aphrodite would leave child to grow up with an idiot such as my dad. Then again, a lot of girls start drooling around him, and he's nice, and funny. Now that I think about it, I think it's my mother, because my mom may be pretty (with blonde hair and a permanent tan) she is kind of strict and always has to be right. She keeps my dad in order, but I don't think a god would like being told what to do. It's hard to tell really. Someone was talking about legacies, so I asked them what that is. turns out, a legacies is a descendent from at least one demi-god. I would count that as an option, but both of my parents seem too boring to be demigods (especially my mom). My dad runs a medium sized busyness by the ocean, selling just about anything that is ocean related. My mom, on the other hand, runs this large architectural firm. It's boring to be around, be she loves it, so i pretend to like it. Not exactly demi-god material, and wouldn't they have told me about this, because it's a pretty big thing to keep from your child for twelve years.

I guess I'll know soon, because I see Chiron coming now…