Author's Note: Hey everyone! If you didn't know, this is a story basically about a bunch of different OCs and their fun times at Camp Half-Blood. I really hope you enjoy! This is just a prologue, and a short one at that. But oh well.
The sun rose over the hills of Long Island, and the hidden valley of Camp Half-Blood. Evelyn Jackson walked out of the low door of the Poseidon cabin and wandered through the valley. Nobody else was up yet, the pink and golden lights of dawn were just wandering into the sky. Evelyn made her way over to the Pegasus stables, and patted the nose of her sleeping Pegasus, Abalone. The Pegasus didn't wake up, so Evelyn wandered away. She walked back into her cabin, to grab her knife. She looked over at the sleeping form of her twin brother. She rolled her eyes. It would take an army to wake Percy up. She grabbed her knife and walked out to the beach, where waves were lapping against the sand. She whistled loud and after about a minute, a glistening hiccocampi came up to the surface. She jumped on and said:
"Let's take a ride."
The horse-like animal zoomed across the water, and Evelyn laughed in the golden rays of the morning light.