I'm lifted high above the shoulders of my cohort, everyone cheering at the success of my mission, which was to recover stolen weapons from a nearby monster camp. However, when I arrived at their camp, I not only retrieved the lost weapons, but defeated the monsters, destroying the camp into nothing but gold dust.

"Brooks! Brooks! Brooks!"

They chant my last name, and it echoes through the big field on which me stand. Everyone's cheering, clapping, or sifting through the stash of weapons.

Reyna comes running over, grinning from ear to ear. Jason follows suit.

"I have an announcement!" Reyna yells, causing the people carrying me to place me back on the ground. "Seeing as her actions have showed great strength and courage, I would like to announce Elizabeth Andromeda Decima Brooks as the new senior Centurion of the Second Cohort!"

I'm startled out of my dream by a loud roar outside. Jumping out of bed I throw on my slippers and hit my necklace, which turns into an imperial gold sword about the size of my forearm. I run out of my apartment and down the three flights of stairs to the front doors, running outside. I'm met with the sight of Minotaur fighting against a boy about my age. He has short jet black hair, and sea green eyes that slightly resemble mine, and he carries a long sword that I believe to be celestial bronze. His fighting was not anything like the twelfth legion's tactics, and he was more defense than offensive. Before I can even react, he tumbles under the Minotaur and jumps up as he stabs the monster in its heart, and I watch as it crumbles into gold dust. The boy touches the tip of his sword, and it becomes a small pen. Putting it in his pocket, he catches sight of me, a look of shock on his face.

"Who are you?" He jogs over to where I stand near the apartment building doors.

"Elizabeth..." My voice trails off as I take in more of his appearance now that I'm up close. He wears an orange shirt that says Camp Half-Blood and a pair of worn jeans.

"I'm Percy," he sticks out his hand, which I ignore out of caution. "I live on the fifth floor."

"Is that short for Perseus?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Is that a problem?"

"No," I reply. "I was just wondering. My middle name is Andromeda. I just moved to the third floor."

I look at his shirt again, examining the logo.

"Are you a demigod?"

I jerk my head up from his shirt and back to his face, my eyes meeting his.

"Maybe."

He rolls his eyes at me, seeing as my answer made it pretty obvious that I am a demigod.

"Well how come I've never seen you at camp before?" He asks me. "Everyone goes to Camp Half-Blood."

Confusion masks my face.

"Camp Half-Blood?" The words seem foreign on my tongue, for I'm so used to saying Camp Jupiter.

Now it's time for him to look confused.

"You've never been to Camp Half-Blood? Where are you from? Who's your parent?"

I take a step back.

"Look dude," I tell him. "I just met you, so I'm not telling you my life story, thank you very much."

He takes a step towards me.

"Hey, I'm not trying to be nosy, I'm just curious," he starts. "Would you mind if I took you to Camp Half-Blood? I could get us a ride really quickly."

Out of curiosity, I oblige. I run up stairs to get changed as he gets out transportation.

I throw on some presentable clothes and change my sword back into a necklace. I throw on my lucky Mets cap, and head back downstairs. Percy is waiting outside a rusty old car.

"I'm warning you," he grins. "It's a bit of a wild ride."

I give him a puzzled look but hop in anyway. Even if it was a trap, which I highly doubt, I'm skilled enough to take him in a fight. He hops in next to me, and I look forward, astonished at the sight. Three women sit in the front seats, but the strange thing was, there was only one eye.

"Give me the eye!" They all yelled at each other, hitting the air, and, occasionally, each other.

Percy waved a few coins in the air to get their attention, and they silenced themselves. The one with the eye snatched the coins.

"Ready!" One said.

"Get set!" Another.

"Go!"

The left one slammed on the gas and the car went faster than anything I've ever experienced. This obviously wasn't a regular old taxi or uber.

I clutch Percy's hand as we fly through the streets of Manhattan. Soon enough, the buildings become trees, and we eventually come to an abrupt stop near a hill.

I get out, slightly wobbly, and the car immediately drives away, the old ladies' screams still audible in my ears.

"That was..." I trail of. "I don't even know what."

Percy laughs.

"I had the same reaction."

He leads me up a hill where a large Pine tree stands, and mext to it is an archway with writing, but I can't read it because it's in Greek.

"What does that say?" I point to the writing.

"Wait, are you sure you're a demigod?" He asks me.

"Yes, I'm positive. That doesn't mean I can read Greek."

I'm really confused by his antics. Something seems odd. I know we're both demigods, but something just isn't right.

He shakes his head and continues to lead me through the archway. My eyes widen as I make my way down the hill, where at the bottom stretches a huge valley, with many different buildings and structures. I can make out about a dozen odd looking cabins, and some strawberry fields. There are a few volleyball courts, and just beyond them is an archery range. What looks like a horse stable is near the river. While it's nothing compared to Camp Jupiter, this place is pretty intriguing.

Percy leads me to a large house near the hill we just walked down. He called it the Big House.

"Chiron!" Percy calls.

"He's down by the archery range, you twerp!" Another voice calls back.

I'm a bit astounded by the reply.

"That's Mr. D, or as you may know him, Dionysus."

"Dionysus?" I question. "Don't you mean Bacchus?"

Percy looks at me confused.

"Let's take you to Chiron."

As we walk I get the feeling that these aren't Roman demigods, and my theory makes sense - the writing was Greek, Percy used Baccus' Greek name... this camp had to be for Greek demigods. I never even knew they existed until now.

We stop at the archery range.

"Chiron!"

A centaur comes into view with a bow in his hand. He is about to reply to Percy when he notices me.

"Who are you, dear girl?"

Since he is obviously the leader around here, I decide it's safe to answer.

"My name is Elizabeth Andromeda Decima Brooks, Former Centurion of the Second Cohort, and Daughter of Neptune."