Hiya!

Well, here it is my first fanfiction story! I'm still new to and I'm going to apologize now in case I make some mistakes. I'll probably bold my author's notes so they stand out from the rest of the story. Feel free to review my story, and if you have any ideas for where the story can go next, I'm always open to suggestions! I'll try to upload a chapter once a week so look out for chapter two next Friday!

Well without further ado let's start

*Disclaimer- I do not own anything in this story except for my OC, the Percy Jackson universe belongs to Rick Riordan*

Chapter 1- Ahh Sweet Ignorance

It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, Luke was ripping off the wooden siding on our poor cabin eleven. I jumped off my bunk. Lucky me, I had only been at Camp Half-Blood for two years, but after some of our campers left when they got older, I stole the top bunk from some unclaimed kid who was next on the waiting list. Evil? Partially, but hey I used to sleep on the floor near the door and I swear, those snakes wouldn't shut up.

Let me explain, I'm a half-blood son of Hermes, God of travelers, merchants, thieves and many more! Hermes has a caduceus which is his symbol of power. The caduceus is basically a big stick with wings and two snakes (I know sounds so magical) I assume because the snakes are part of his symbol of power I can understand what most snakes are saying, and believe me it gets really annoying.

Imagine hearing, "Rats, I want rats" or "Human toes taste really good" or even "I'm right outside the window" in the middle of the night.

Just so you know snakes are real attention hogs, (even more so than the Aphrodite campers) and, unfortunately, snakes like to spout random words out of their mouths so you know where they're hiding even when you don't want to know. Thanks Dad! I wonder if Athena's kids can hear what owls or olive branches are saying. Huh, I'm going to have to ask Annabeth later.

As I walked towards the door of the cabin I nearly tripped on some camper's stuff. Recently we had an influx of unclaimed campers make it to Camp Half-Blood and unfortunately for the Hermes cabin, that meant things were getting even more cramped.

"Hey Luke, I can't help noticing you seem a little, um, agitated."

I tried not to avert my gaze when he looked at me. I didn't want to make him angry because there was this giant gash that ran up from his jaw to his right eye. Luke had recently come back from a quest to retrieve the golden apple from some giant dragon in some magical garden. He didn't tell me the details, but I assumed the dragon got ahold of him and slashed up his face. Luke was by far the coolest guy I'd ever met, and I was super happy when it turned out I was his half-brother. But every since he came back from his quest he seemed to have changed. He seemed to radiate a quiet anger, and by saying the wrong thing he could easily turn on you.

He sat down and motioned for me to sit down next to him, so I did

"Shouldn't you be picking strawberries with the rest of the cabin?" Luke asked me.

"Well yeah, but I didn't want to, so I left. And we're in the same cabin so shouldn't you be there as well?"

Luke snickered, but his face quickly hardened.

"I'm sick of this place" Luke started. "Look around Tony, everyone at this camp pities me. This camp is just a reminder that I failed my quest. It was a job that someone already had completed, but I couldn't do it, and that means I'm not even as strong as the heroes before me. I was used Tony, Hermes only sent me to be an entertainment for the gods. I don't want to be used like that."

Every time Luke said Hermes's name it was if he was spitting vile poison. I stretched my legs out. I didn't know how Luke felt, personally I'd never hated the gods because they'd never done anything to me. I didn't know Hermes's true intentions, but I doubted he sent Luke on a quest just to be entertainment. Mind you I didn't know my father all that well, I'd only met him once, and I don't even remember it that well, I was trying not to let myself be killed by fire-breathing demons.

"Man Luke," I said, "I don't know how you feel, the gods have never done anything to me so I don't hate them but I don't worship them either."

"That's the point," Luke said

I stared blankly at him, "I'm. wait.. What?"

"What I mean is the gods have never done anything for you. Hermes is our father and he's never helped us like fathers should. How many times have you asked him for help and he never answered. He abandoned me. He abandoned us.

I could tell Luke was getting really angry he never ranted this long. I was getting into dangerous territory. Was his resentment reasonable, yeah, I kind of agree with some of what he said.

"Hey," I said, "Hermes didn't abandon us. You know how I know that because every year on our birthdays he sends Hermes shipping express coupons. Buy one get one free multi-vitamins, Prime membership- deliveries in only five minutes!"

When in doubt try to make a situation funny. Note to self when Luke is angry, don't use humour.

"Tony, did those coupons ever save your life when you ran away from home and travelled to Camp Half-Blood?"

I must have looked hurt because Luke apologized for bringing that subject up. We sat in silence for a few minutes before Luke started up again.

"All I'm saying is the gods could spend five seconds out of their schedules to at least claim their kids and let them know that they were wanted. Sometimes I just feel like Olympus needs to be torn down brick by brick and be rebuilt, better than before."

"Careful what you say, Luke," I said as thunder rolled in the distance.

As if to prove his point he ripped off another chunk of wood off of the cabin and chucked it on the ground. What Luke said really creeped me out. I had never hated the gods that much. Sure, I felt miffed sometimes when our cabin was filled to the brim with unclaimed kids, or when I really needed Hermes's help and he never answered my prayers. But tear down Olympus brick by brick angry. Nah, I don't think I've ever felt that angry in my life. Well maybe once, but unless that woman is here, I'll never feel that mad again.

There was a moment of awkward silence, and I could just make out the sounds of the lava climbing wall. Man, I hate that thing. Silence.

Serious situations really start to creep me out. One time Clarisse was trying to be super serious like, and I was messing around, like usual, and so she dyed my blonde hair green for like three weeks. Oh, but I got back at her by cursing her so every time she opened a bag of skittles she would only get purple ones. I don't think she ever found out it was me. Petty? Yes maybe. I've heard that my sharp nose and upturned eyebrows suit me, apparently, they make me look mischievous, and if that's what the ladies want then, hey, I can't complain now can I?

Anyway, Luke was staring all forlorn like, and I was getting really fidgety, so I proposed that we go to the arena to sword fight. Haha, what was I thinking. Me, plus Luke, plus swords, equals ouchie.

As we walked down towards the arena, I couldn't help noticing all the stares we were getting. Some campers I didn't know too well apologized to Luke. He smiled at them, but I could tell it was a forced smile. Under that mask was someone who was really angry. And guess who was the lucky guy he got to take his anger out on with swords. Lucky Me. Yay!

When we finally arrived at the arena I unsheathed my two wicked cool celestial bronze daggers. I know what you're thinking, two why does he have two daggers that makes no sense. My logic, two heads are better than one, two apples are better than one, two packages of skittles are better than one, so logically two daggers are better than one. Except I can't hold a shield with both my hands busy, and that totally weakens my defense. Don't tell anyone, but the real reason I use two daggers is because I'm physically too weak to hold a shield and move at the same time. If I'm holding a shield I kind of just stand there like a turtle.

What I lack in strength, however, I make up for in speed so most of the time I never get hit by anything. Unless I'm not paying attention. Speed is way cooler than physical strength anyway, I can zoom past people and be all like whoosh, bam, zap, pow, and no one sees me coming. I'm also really good at poker because I totally don't cheat or anything like that, Nah, that would be like stealing, and stealing is bad. You detect sarcasm right? Okay good, moving on…

Unfortunately for me, Luke is a well-rounded swordsman. He's quick, physically strong, and cunning. I dodged his swipes by jumping backwards for a few minutes, but I didn't want to attack him just yet, or he would disarm me. Sadly in a couple of minutes, he had disarmed me anyways and had jabbed me in the left arm.

"Oww," I whined.

Luke sighed, "Geez Tony you need to stay focused or you're going to get killed by some monster in a mere matter of seconds. Let's try that again."

And so that was the tale of how poor Anthony Carelli, was stuck sparring with some terrifying, sword-obsessed monster until he was saved by a heroic centaur ringing the dinner bell.

We headed back to the cabin. I pulled on a new orange camp-half blood shirt and fell into line. Luke the counsellor was at the front of the line, as he was the oldest and had been here the longest. He had only been here for three years, and apparently before Luke came a lot of the older demigods left the cabin to pursue their own dreams in life. It was kind of weird, the older demigods just left in waves and never came back.

Behind Luke was Ethan Nakamura, an angry unclaimed kid who had only been here a few months before me. He was the one who I stole the bunk from. Behind Ethan were a few Hermes kids, Chris Rodriguez, and Kiara Fallaway and then a bunch of unclaimed kids who I didn't know very well.I know I know, they were in the same cabin, but I usually hung out with the Hermes kids. The unclaimed always seemed so sad and depressed and like I said before I'm not good in serious situations.

I was behind Kiara, as I had been here for two years, I first came when I was thirteen. I barely survived my journey to camp, (how was I supposed to know that cell phones attracted monsters?) I'm just saying a guidebook called So you have learned you are a demigod: a survival guide, would really have helped me. Behind me were Connor and Travis Stoll, pranksters extraordinaire, sometimes I joined in on their pranks sometimes I didn't. After Connor and Travis were a bunch of unclaimed kids that I rarely talked to. Finally, towards the end of the line, there were some other Hermes campers too, Tom Wilder, Amy Cooper, and Maria Lionetti. Finally at the end of the line was a little girl named Crystal. She had just come to camp last week. I called her Chi because it was a cute name and she had the cuteness power of a fluffy puppy in a meadow full of sunflowers. Overall there were about twenty-five campers in the Hermes cabin.

Looking at Chi I felt kind of bad, she looked out of place and confused in our rowdy cabin. Luke's words echoed in my mind and for a moment I felt angry. I really did wish the gods paid more attention to their children, I hoped the unclaimed kids were able to find where they belonged.

As we walked to the dining hall, I waved to my fellow campers. First Clarisse, she scowled and smashed her fists together. Yay, I was totally looking forward to capture the flag tomorrow. Then I waved to Will Solace and Lee Fletcher they smiled and waved. The Apollo cabin was the second largest cabin compared to ours. Then I saw both Silena Beauregard and Charles Beckendorf. Silena was the nicest , and most beautiful Aphrodite camper, and Charles was almost as cool as Luke. Keyword almost. Then I saw Annabeth, she smiled and waved at me then she waved to Luke. I looked up at Luke and saw him smiling.

When I sat down at the overcrowded Hermes cabin, I ordered sprite to fill in the goblet. It was so magical. First there was nothing and then poof. Mr.D gave his half-hearted announcements. I wasn't really listening. And then Chiron came up and said something that shocked me.

"Dear campers unfortunately due to reasons I won't expand on tonight." I saw Luke's face stiffen. "No campers will be allowed to leave on que-"

Yells of protest broke out between the cabins. Clarisse looked like she wanted to pummel someone in the face, even more so than usual. I looked over at Annabeth, she looked extremely frustrated and upset. Luke wouldn't meet my eyes, I wondered what had gone so wrong on his quest. And me, I felt kind of disappointed, I had wanted another chance to prove myself in the mortal world, I had a hard time getting here and I wanted to make sure that if I was ever forced to leave I would be able to protect myself.

Campers were calling out others and blaming them for this. I ducked to avoid a plate being thrown at our table. Chiron gave up on trying to control the campers and instead sat down, he waited until eventually, everyone calmed down. And believe me that took a long time, but finally hunger overtook everyone and even Clarisse sat down.

When everyone finally settled down we raised a toast to the gods, and wood nymphs walked up and down the tables. Barbeque and various fruits were on their serving plates. Unfortunately for my growling stomach, I had to wait a bit longer before I could eat. I walked towards the fire in the center of the pavilion and tossed in some watermelon. I wasn't feeling too generous.

"Hermes," I said and the fire flared up. Finally, I dug into my meal. Luke scolded me to eat slower but all that sword fighting really tired me out. Note to self, never offer to spar with Luke unless situation is dire. There wasn't much talking during dinner, I guess everyone was really distraught that there wouldn't be anymore quests. Chiron didn't even give us a reasonable answer as to why. People were looking at Luke, something must have gone terribly wrong, but he wouldn't tell me anything.

After dinner, we met up with Annabeth and her siblings to discuss capture the flag tactics. When you first look at Annabeth she seems like the classic sweet and charming girl with blonde hair and a sweet smile. When you get to know her, however, you soon realize she's an evil genius at planning battle strategies, and revenge for those who stand in her way.

The United Alliance of the Athena cabin, Hermes cabin, as well as the Apollo cabin always meet up by the lake. Usually Luke and I represent the Hermes cabin, (because I have nothing better to do than attend these meetings). Even though we had a three-week winning streak, no one seemed to be in a joyful mood because of the news at dinner. As we discussed battle tactics I frowned when Annabeth mentioned I would be the decoy.

Unfortunately for me, I'm always the decoy. I have a strange suspicion Annabeth thinks it's funny when I totally panic because the Ares kids are terrifying.

Let me summarize my role. Luke and the attack force head into enemy territory one way. I go the other way sometimes I bring along the Stoll Brothers. I scout around until I find the flag. Then I act like a total idiot and attract the attention of the guards. The Ares kids are all brute force and stuff so they don't exactly notice how almost every time, honestly, EVERY TIME, I do the same thing. Then I panic because I suck at combat and they have magical spears that shoot lightning, and fire, and apple cores (long story), and so I run screaming through the woods. They follow me, and Luke sneaks in and gets all the glory. I know right so heroic, Tony the best distraction, the false alarm, the red herring. Aww don't be jealous I know you want my job too. And so we win usually unless the attack force gets lost, that's happened before. I have another hunch that Annabeth always puts Luke in charge of the main attack force so he gets all the glory. Aww so cute Annabeth cares about him.

"Aww come on Annabeth, not again." I groan.

She smiles at me sweetly.

"But Tony you're so good at your job." She blinks innocently at me. Then smirks. Aha! see what I told you evil genius

Does it bother me that she's probably way smarter than me? Yes, yes it does. I've existed in this world for five years longer than she has and technically I should have accumulated more knowledge than her but she still beats me in all those trivia games. Unfortunately for me there's no way to get back at Annabeth, because one, she's way smarter than me, and two, Luke would pummel me into the ground.

Oh but I can ruin her plan, I wonder how mad that'll make her. I decide to leave Luke with Annabeth.

"Aren't you coming to the campfire?" Luke asks me

"Nah, too tired, see you later." I answer

Both Annabeth and Luke wave goodbye and I head back the the cabin. I get back before most of the other campers, except Ethan of course. I ignore Ethan's death stares as I crawl into my bunk. Every muscle in my body relaxes as my head hits the pillow and I fall asleep for the night. Usually I dream, well most half-bloods do. Apparently those dreams are really important, and they can tell us things, but usually they're just annoying. Lucky for me I didn't dream anything tonight, I was hoping for a peaceful sleep. Until I'm awoken by a very loud, obnoxious snake. All I can hear is this loud, Hissing, sound. I try to ignore it but it won't go away. I must have been making a lot of noise because Chris chucks his pillow at me.

"Tony what are you doing," Chris whisper-shouts

"You hear that too right?" I reply

"Dude just ignore it. And give me my pillow back"

I chuck it across the room. I try to ignore the super rude snake. Usually, I can't hear them from the top bunk but this one really wants attention.

"Hey wake up, wake up. I want a rat. Give me a rat. Or a guinea pig. Guinea pigs taste good. But not a real pig, real pigs are too big. I once had a cousin eat a real pig. He couldn't move for a week. Hey, can you hear me… Hello, Hello, I don't like being ignored. HELLO hiss hiss hiss hiss"

I look down to make sure Connor and Travis aren't pranking me. They've done that before, okay a lot of times before.

The snake keeps rambling on and on. I groan and jump off my bunk almost crushing Maria underneath me. I apologize and exit the cabin careful not to step on anyone else. I'm about to wring that stupid snake's neck until I hear a shuffling sound that was most definitely not the snake.

I jump behind the cabin. And peek around it. I unsheath my dagger and am about to rush forward until I notice it's just Luke. But what's he doing. I can't help but eavesdrop a little.

Hey, it's in my blood, I'm supposed to be mischievous. Hermes God of thieves, I'm just stealing information. There we go situation justified. Anyway as I approach from behind like I'm some creepy assassin I notice two things.

One Luke is talking to himself, and two he's still asleep. He's sleepwalking. I can't hear what Luke is saying but he mutters something about freeing the imprisoned one. I can't hear much so I move closer but still, all I can make out is something about God of satire. Man, I really need to turn down my music when I'm listening to it. Eventually, that pesky snake starts to hiss again and I give up. Eh, Luke must have eaten too much barbeque and now he's going slightly insane. No big deal. He first ran away from home when he was nine and survived and even made it to Camp Half-Blood while being chased by hordes of monsters. Nothing can hurt him, he'll be fine.

"Hey what do you want." I whisper-shout at the snake

"Were you not listening, I want something to eat I'm hungry."

"Go get something yourself." I mutter.

"I'm a poisonous, dangerous, venomous, python so you better help me or I'll bite you."

As if to prove his point, the snake appears out of a pile of leaves. I can't tell in the light but I'm pretty sure that the snake was just trying to intimidate me. Figures. Although he his pretty long and fat. I look closer and see that this snake has got really, really sharp teeth. I get an idea.

"Hey buddy, I'm going to call you-" I rack my mind for some snake names, "Um Gary."

Gary hisses angrily.

"Why that name"

"It suits you." I pick him up and walk towards the Ares cabin.

"Where are you taking me?" The snake hisses and tries to wriggle out of my grip. I sneak behind the cabin

"Hey Gary, there are some really big rats in here. They hang around on the bunk beds. If you see anything move it's probably a rat so you should bite it."

Gary hisses excitedly. And slithers off. Oh, wait until Connor and Travis hear about what I just did. I hope Clarisse wakes up with a big swollen nose, that'll show her not to dye my hair.

I sneak back to the cabin and flop into bed.

Ahh yes, sweet ignorance. If only I had known what was coming my way tomorrow, maybe I could have at least had time to order those Hermes multi-vitamins I was going to need them. Things were about to get real.