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Chapter 1: A Normal Day In Life...NOT!

Paladeion POV

"Dude, that is completely - not - funny. That is disgusting." I said.

Mental note: never give that guy over there pickles, or anything he can stick up his humongous nose.

"But it tastes good!" He said. At least that's what I think he said with a pickle up his nose. I choked on my taco.

"How do you even taste with your nose?" I asked. Before he could reply, I heard the bell. "He's probably going to keep that pickle in his nose now." I muttered.

"Serwald, get that pickle out of your nose, NOW!" Mrs. Rufus shouted at the guy who had the pickle in his nose.

"Fine. Umm it won't nom out!" A distressed and panicked Serwald shouted back. Well, seems like he's got a problem with pickles stuck up his nose. Oh well, too bad for him.

Imagine every day of school like this-yeah, that's what my dumb school is like. Long, boring days of school.

"Kids, today we have a new and apparently very late student. His name is Grover Underwood." A shy kid walked to the front of the class, introduced himself, and sat on the only empty seat beside me.

Grover and I became pretty good friends during the day. I learned that he liked enchiladas, which sucked for him since we don't have them much.

We were walking home after school when I decided to question him a bit.
"Hey Grover, how old are you?" I know it's pretty obvious that he was about my age, but something about him made him look older, something that I didn't quite understand. Maybe it was his goatee or something.

Wait… Is it just me or are there horns on his head? It must be from a costume, or some super large dandruff.

"I'm, umm, how old are you?" He asked very quickly, too quickly. Something must be wr- "Twelve, I am twelve." I quickly interrupted my own thoughts.

"Oh ok so I'm t-twelve too, yeah im twelve too." He sounded nervous for some reason, some reason that I wish I knew.

"Ok. Follow me before things start to go bad." He said suddenly and started running towards the woods.

I quickly dashed after him. What could be worst than school? And why was he so serious? I decided not to ask, since I would probably find out soon.

Then I heard a small rustle behind me that nearly gave me a heart attack, it was so close to me. "Kelli. Oh no." Grover said.

Who is Kelli? Is that like Grover's enemy? It sounds like it's more than that.

"Run!" He yelled. I guess this must be worst than I thought. Then I saw it.

"AHHHHH! GET AWAY YOU FREAKY MONSTER THING WITH A DONKEY LEG!" I yelled, stumbling backwards. The thing growled at me, it's metal leg shining.

"We will see how you speak to me after I suck your blood, little boy!" It spat.

Then something very unexpected happened. I felt a rush of adrenaline and my body kicked into action. Before my mind could comprehend what was happening, I ran up to Kelli and my fist somehow met her face.

Let's just say she flew about 2 kilometers before flying out of sight, squealing all the way. Grover stared at me with complete shock, then looked over my head. I looked up, then stumbled back in shock. There, floating above me, was a golden flying muscular arm. Grover mumbled something like "Hercules..."

"So, this is Camp Half-Blood?" I looked around my surroundings. "Nice strawberries, by the way." We had been walking to a place that Grover so called "Camp Half-Blood" as Grover explained to me what was happening.

Right now we were at the hill, looking over the place. "Thanks. Come on, we gotta take you to Chiron, he'll know what to do." Grover said.

"Hey, Chiron, there is a new demigod in camp. I think you would want to know about it." The Big House is actually pretty big, for a house. Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop.

"Erm, Grover, you never told me that this was The Chiron, like the immortal centaur son of Kronos. " I guess it was because of a few "reasons", namely, the horse bottom.

"Welcome, young demigod, to Camp Half-Blood, where all Greek demigods come to train and survive. Your name please?" Chiron asked kindly. Demigods have to train to survive? Oh boy, this is weird. "Paladeion, but call me Pal, or Palades please."

Chiron listened while Grover talked, before telling Grover to take me to my cabin or something.

"Grover, if my dad is Hercules, then does that mean that he is a God and I get half of his powers?" What? I'm curious! Everyone is curious from time to time, right?

"Yes, and his power is strength so that means you get his strength. But that does not make you invincible because your other half is still just mortal. Unless your mother is a demigod, then you are half God, half demigod.

But usually demigods don't live up to even eighteen here, with an exeption of Percy, but in camp Jupiter/the roman camp, there are demigods that have a normal life with a family." He said. I nodded as we reached a golden colored cabin.

Family. Mother. Then it hit me. Where is MY mother and MY family? I remember my mom having a delicate, soft voice and shining scarlet eyes, and that is all I can remember of her. Then she told me to stay safe and go to some kind of place... Some kind of camp. Maybe it could have been this one? Well that is the only explanation of my lovely mother.

"Grover, can I um, like, be alone for a while?" I felt like melting away from sadness and worry. I think he saw me turn purple, and exclaimed "yeah sure, just promise me you won't explode..." Then he galloped away into the forest.

Guys thanks for a total of 3 reviews! (not including mine)

UPDATE: guys, I have a mini challenge for u - it's extremely hard. You must get this story to 15 reviews! SOOOOOOO HARD RIGHT? I know! Lol hahaha whatever I am so weird you can ignore me if you want, this is just me playing around with silliness...

TheFallenAce ~ yeah i understand just i keep seeing these stories where they do that and they get tons of reviews, so i tried that to and i actually got 3! if u want i can totally stop. anything for da readers :) i just like reading reviews. By the way your story is amazing! I can tell this is nothing compared to that.

Fliggy ~ Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool ha ha ha ha ha i cracked up so hard at ur review!

Guest ~ lol u made me laugh when u said its worst for some one to be a bad writer describing someone shoving a pickle down their nose! i literally laugh into the face of hate. anyways ill try to be a better writer cause everyone knows i suck. lol im still cracking up ;D