I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS. RICK RIORDAN DOES.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Camp Half-Blood

Dorian's POV:

I reluctantly climbed out of my parents' car and my blue sneakers hit the dew-covered grass with a loud squeak. But, my reluctance quickly faded once I saw what was ahead. A grassy hill stretched out in front of me, and at the peak, a towering pine tree stood. I knew the story behind it, told to me from my parents. Aunt Thalia had been turned into a pine tree after her father, Zeus, took pity on her while she was dying. I glanced around, wondering if my aunt was here, with her son and my cousin, Abrax.

"Dori!" I turned to see my twin sister, Thina, climbing up the hill with our parents. I glared at her," I'm not a blue fish, so shut up." "Hush, kids," Our mom, Annabeth, gave Thina and I a stern look before herding us up the hill. "Hey cuz," A voice yelled from the top of the hill and I looked up to see a black-haired kid with olive green eyes leaning against the pine, grinning down at me. "Yo, Abrax," I returned his grin, then leaned against the tree beside him and pounded his back with a fist," What's up?"

Abrax shrugged, and glanced at our chatting parents" Not much, Dorian. The school year was super boring, and I got kicked out of two different schools. Uncle Jason and Uncle Tyson are already in the Big House talking with Chiron. Agatone, Agata, and Dard are already with them." I detected a glint of jealousy in his voice. I also felt a little envious that our cousins were already in the camp, but then hid it with a mischievous smile," Really, Abrax? Only two schools? I was expelled from four!"

"Well, we should go," My dad, Percy, loudly called, interrupting our conversation" We can catch up in the Big House. Let's go, kids!" He kissed Mom on the cheek and held her hand. We flinched away with an "Eww!" while Thina rolled her eyes at us and jogged after the adults.

Thina's POV:

How immature can a boy be? I thought to myself, once again rolling my eyes, but then I stopped, and for good reason. Camp Half Blood stretched out before our little group, cabins shining in the sunlight and the canoe lake was full of demigods swimming and paddling canoes. One tall, red house caught my eye. It was the Big House, where Chiron was sure to be, along with our cousins and uncles. I resisted the urge to charge down the green slope of Half-Blood Hill. I wasn't about to show the boys that I could also be immature.

I glanced behind me to see that Mom had gone back to our mini-van to get our two younger siblings, Xander and Zanna. They walked along next to Mom, mouths open in amazement as they looked around the camp. Having twins must run in the family, 'cause Dorian and I are twins, and so are Xander and Zanna. Also, Dad's half-brother, Tyson, and his wife, Ella, have twins named Agatone and Agata who are our age. I've seen them a few times, and they're really interesting, so I was looking forward to seeing them again.

"Thina!" A red-orange bolt of feathers flew out of the Big House, squawking joyfully," Dad! Uncle Jason! Agatone! Dard! They're here!" That's right. That was my cousin, Agata. She's a harpy. The family line's weird. Get used to it, I did. A lumbering Cyclops charged after her, wearing a too-small Camp Half-Blood T-shirt, shouting happily," Yay! Yay!" That's my other monstrous cousin, Agatone. He's Agata's twin brother, and he's a Cyclops. That's the result of Uncle Tyson-a Cyclops- and Aunt Ella-a harpy. Following their kids were Uncle Tyson, with Aunt Ella perched on his shoulder, her beak in a book like usual. "Brother Percy!" Uncle Tyson howled and charged over to Dad, crushing him a tight bear hug.

"Yo, Dorian, Abrax!" A shout from inside the Big House called and a blond boy with kaleidoscope eyes stepped out, followed by his father, Uncle Jason. That's Dard, my last cousin. He's just about as mature as my brother and Abrax. Agata could see the annoyed look on my face and took my hand with her talons," Come on! I'll show you my friends!" I smiled at her and allowed my harpy cousin to drag me away.

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-LePurpleRaven