I was a regular girl in college with regular college girl problems. Would I pass, could I find the right man for me? At the age of twenty-three that was something that you seriously thought about. Would I have enough money to pay rent, and school? Oh and how could I forget? I had to worry about being vaporized by monsters because they just love the scent of a half-blood. Okay so maybe that last problem wasn't a regular college girl problem, but it was a regular half-blood college student problem. Anyways my name is Kira. Just Kira, I'm not sure what my last name is, but I decided to call myself Kira Rouge. Hey it sounded cool! Anyways this is my story as a half-blood.

I wiped blood yet again off of my sword as I just finished off the latest batch of hellhounds. The attacks were getting more and more frequent. Domino whined beside me. As far as I knew Domino was the only tame hellhound I had ever seen. He never attacked people, unless they were monsters in disguise, and he always found his own food. As far as I was concerned he was the best pet possible. Boy was I ever glad that I didn't kill him when he was a pup and I decided to train him.

There had been too many attacks on me in the past month, maybe it was time. Yes I was positive that it was time to go back to the one place I had ever called home. "What do you think boy? Do you think it's time to go home?" Domino whined in reply.

That settled it. I was heading back to Camp half-blood.

Now I was worried about heading back to Camp half-blood. I hadn't been there since I was sixteen and I hadn't really left in a nice way. I just upped and left, not telling anyone that I was leaving or where I was going. That was about six years ago and I still felt really guilty about that.

I went to my apartment and packed some things that I would need. Drachmas for one were essential I also packed some cash so I could hitch a ride there. Domino's leash of solid chain, I couldn't just leave him! Some toiletries and a couple changes of clothing. Lastly I reached into my jewelry box and pulled out possibly my most prized possession.

My Camp half-blood necklace. Fourteen beads were strung upon the twine. I had come to Camp half-blood when I was three. A satyr had picked me up along the way when he was guiding someone else. As far as I knew I was the longest consecutive camper they had ever had. Although I was sure that Annabeth was catching up to me. Gods I missed her. Luke as well. He had to be the person that I missed the most; I hope that he didn't hold anything against me for not telling him that I was leaving. Despite my worries I left my apartment and caught a bus that would take me all the way to long island.

I considered calling the gray Sisters, but one experience of riding in their taxi didn't want me to call them. Ever. It took me quite a while to get there, but when I arrived I had never been happier in my life, except for maybe when Luke came back from his quest safely.

I hesitated when I came to the top of the hill. Would they really forgive me? No that wasn't what was bugging me. I was positive that they would forgive. It was probably the fact that I was an unclaimed child it wasn't that uncommon. It always miffed me that the gods were all powerful beings, but they couldn't take the time to claim their children. It's not like I didn't love the Hermes cabin and everything, after all that was where I had met Luke. It was the fact that kids all around me knew who their parent was, while I always felt alone and isolated.

I was broken out of my train of thought when Domino nudged me urgently. I was angry with him until I saw why he had tugged on my hand. There were fifteen hellhound closing in on me fast.

I pulled out my twin swords quickly and once again was grateful that I hadn't killed Domino. I battled with them and got some cuts on my arm. It hurt like Hades; I had gotten rusty in those five and a half years that I hadn't been at camp. I had taken out about six hellhounds when I was joined by a boy.

He had black hair and slightly tanned skin. He still looked white though. Together we took down the remaining five hellhounds with little difficulty on his part and a bit on my part. Throughout the fight I noticed that the hellhounds didn't seem to be able to hurt him, no matter what. I was positive that a hellhound had raked its claws across his chest, but no wound appeared. I made a mental note to ask him about that later.

When we had finished up with the hellhounds the boy turned around to face me and I saw that he had green eyes. He stuck his hand out to shake mine. "My name's Percy Jackson. Just out of curiosity, where did you get those blades?" I could see his brain reeling as I shook his hand. "Did you run into anyone, or did someone guide you here by chance?" When he said this I saw him eyeing Domino.

He was trying to find a way to mention the whole demi-god thing and celestial bronze. He was probably also wondering how the heck I could've gotten here on my own, seeing as there was no one else with me. And of course, Domino. Who knows if he had ever seen a tame hellhound, my guess was no.

"No need to worry. Domino is a tame hellhound. I've trained him myself. As for my blades, I know that they're celestial bronze, and no one guided me. I came here by myself." His eyes bugged out when I said all of this. "I'm probably the half-blood that's spent the most time here, so don't worry about explaining the whole demi-god thing to me. I know all about it. My name is Kira. Just Kira."

Percy looked relieved when I told him that I knew all about the half-blood thing. "That's good. Honestly I'm not as good at explaining the demi-god thing. Who's your parent?"

I tried not to look angry, but it wasn't easy. You could hear bitterness seething in my voice. "I'm an undecided. Have been for the past twenty-three years, and even in the five and a half years that I've been gone, I still haven't been claimed. Don't worry; I'll get myself settled in the Hermes cabin again. Who's your parent?"

"Oh my dad is Poseidon. What do you mea-"

I cut him off. He said it all with an air of indifference. Didn't this guy understand how dangerous that was! "Are you serious? Poseidon. Like the Poseidon! What about the Pact of the big Three! Why aren't you a pine tree somewhere like Thalia?" I put my hand over top f my mouth. I couldn't believe that I had just said that. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."

He wasn't mad though. He told me, "A lot has changed since you have been here I guess. Let's go talk to Chiron; he'll be able to explain what you've missed in the five and a half years that you've been gone."

As I followed Percy to the Big House I saw that he was right. There was way more campers and cabins then I had ever seen. Some of the newer cabins were very cool. There was one which had what looked like magic writing on each brick. There was one cabin that I felt a bit of a pull towards though. It was solid black, with green Greek fire on skull torches above the doorway. A boy emerged from it and started staring at Domino and me.

He had shaggy black hair and pale skin. His clothing was dark and he wore an aviator's jacket. I wondered who he was, but that though was pushed instantly from my mind as we approached the Big House. I saw two faces there that I would never be able to forget, instantly I rushed towards them.

"Annabeth!" I yelled while grabbing her into a bear hug, "You've grown so much! I have so many questions to ask you, but first tell me this. Is Percy your boyfriend?" I said the last comment as mischievously as I could and was rewarded with Percy blushing and Annabeth gasping while staring at me wide eyed.

"H-how did you know?" She stammered out, her expression priceless.

Between fits of laughter I spoke. "Percy set a brisk pace to get here, and I don't think that it was to get me to talk t Chiron. When we arrived you two instantly made eye contact, and you completely ignored me! Chiron also looked like he was trying not to laugh at the two of you."

"I see that your senses and skills haven't deteriorated in the time that you were gone."

I whirled around and found myself face-to-face with Chiron. Guilt and shame prickled all over my skin. "I'm sorry for not saying anything before I left Chiron. It's just that on my sixteenth birthday I just felt this impending sense of danger. I had this nagging feeling to leave soon. When I ignored it I got those stupid demi-god dreams and would wake up in a cold sweat hysterical. No one could calm me down, not even Luke. By the way where is he?" I made the last comment hoping to get the subject of the conversation away from me.

I instantly wished that I hadn't though. Everyone's face saddened when I mentioned Luke's name.

"Chiron, what happened to Luke?" the desperation in my voice was easy to hear. I knew that I should have felt ashamed because of that, but all I could feel was emptiness and despair. Preparing myself for the worst.

When Chiron didn't tell me I just about snapped, but then Annabeth spoke with tears in her eyes. "Kira, he he's…dead."