-6 Years later -

"Hurry up Ord before I leave you behind!" a tired looking man in a mechanic suit said as he was walking down the stairs of their apartment building to the street bellow them. "Come on, I'm gonna be late for work at this rate!" shouted the man who frowned as the young teen was rushing down the stairs of their apartment building to the street level.

Ord Hanrik, soul survivor of the brutal murder of Maria Hanrik by the hands of Jason Writes. After being found on the steps of the police station Ord's life had been different than most as he was moved house to house due to a irrational fear of ghosts. Or at least suffers from visual hallucinations. A few pills later and medical visits he had managed to wean himself away from the drugs and talk that he was sent through. But with the drugs gone and meetings that were mixed in with teasing and joking for having him see things. All Ord was left with was holding everything in as he walked with the living and the dead daily. On top of that was his school problems, ADHD with a slight Dyslexia.

But for now as he hurried into the car of his adoptive father, he had West End School which was able to help him and others with their learning problems. As for the ghosts he saw every day, there was a simple treatment that kept him calm. The gold coin that was made into a necklace. He didn't know where it came from or how it got there, but none the less it calmed him.

Rushing into the car and slamming the door closed and tossing his back pack onto his lap, Ord sighed and looked at his father who grunted and pulled away from the curve as he drove off into the city. With the radio turned up and traffic drowned out Ord looked out the window as his dark hazel eyes watched the outside world where unknown to many a few souls traveled.

In this foggy city of Maine, it was hard to think that there were so many ghosts, but yet they were at the street corners walking, going to work. Forever caught in a never ending loop of history. Driving past them and watching them every day Ord didn't doubt to question the fact if he was dead as well as every day repeated it's self.

Driving over the bridge and down the water front Ord's adoptive father stopped the car in front of a slightly busy school and waited for Ord to get out. "Okay I'll see you after school, don't take for ever getting out of class too I'll like to get home before dinner gets cold." he stated as Ord looked back at his father and nodded his head. Thin wisps of his white hair bounced with the head nod before he closed the door and backed away from the car to start heading up the steps of the school.

The old vine covered school building was small enough to take only a small part of the block though it catered to enough special need students to keep themselves in business. Once inside the school and passing up students of different grades and levels of help he walked to room 501 where his class was at. But as he passed up the school water fountain he failed to notice a new student who was busy drinking from it.

Sitting in class and fiddling with his coin as he waited for class to start, Ord kept flipping it and messing with it on it's string though he never released it from his neck. While he had lost his coin once or twice and had his coin stolen he had never had any real trouble cause of it other then the time that he fought someone for it after a bully had snatched it from him. None the less, Ord sat in the third row near the back of the class and within reach of the windows and plants that lined the wall. Dumping his bag on the ground and popping onto the seat he sighed and ran his hand over the once smooth table top. Instead of it being smooth like the other desks , his own was decorated with winding lines that connected at bits and end though they felt familiar they were something carved into the wood out of boredom. But today was different with the lines, they were resealed once again making him frown. Looking around Ord reached for his bag and pulled out a pen and started to carve the lines into the desk once again.

"Ord...Ord stop that now," Ord blinked as his hand was grabbed forcing him to put the pen down as the teacher looked at him worried. "Your going to have to pay for a new desk if you keep doing that now," she muttered as she forced him to put the pen down and got him to look up at her. "Now leave that desk alone and try to follow along." she said in a tired voice as she looked at him as well as the rest of the class . Taking a quick glance at the others who looked at him, Ord quickly noticed that class had started and that there was someone new in the room. As the teacher walked back to the front of the class tiredly and with book in hand she started to write on the board thus taking her attention off the students and mainly Ord who was looking at the new class mate confused.

There was something odd about this boy, maybe it was just the fact that he wasn't paying attention when he came into the classroom or the fact that there was just something off. Resting his head on his desk Ord's eyes went from watching the teacher to watching this new person. Rusty brown hair and a pair of dark brown eyes wasn't enough to set him out from the other's but when it came time for group work Ord frowned when he noticed that some of his classmates were already talking to him about plans for the weekend and even as far as birthdays and what not.

As class dragged on throughout the day and even through lunch Ord made sure to keep an eye on this 'Philly' who apparently had been there for already a year. Watching him carefully, Ord made sure to look away every time that this boy looked over at him. For some reason or another he did not enjoy having him in his class and looking so out of place. But the watching went back and forth between these two until the last hour of school which was dedicated to homework and studying.

"Hey, your Ord right?"

Ord looked up confused at the new voice and looked up at a nervous looking Philly who was giving a weak smile as he moved a seat closer to him. But seeing who it was he frowned and nodded his head not liking this person too much as things with him were just too odd.

"Yeah," he muttered frowning and watching him closely as he wasn't sure what was going to happen. But Philly only smiled and held out a hand to shake, yet Ord simply refused it and looked at him.

"Ahh, I thought for a second there I got it wrong. Anyways nice necklace you have there mind if I see it?" he asked as Ord looked slowly down at his necklace and bit his lip lightly as he seemed to question the request. But instead of removing it for the other to get a better look at it he simply lifted it up and looked at the other as he waited for Philly to be done looking.

Yet Philly started to notice just how stand off the other was coming off as he gave a small smile before sitting back down. "Okay," was just all he could say before Ord hid his coin in his shirt. Looking off to the side the new boy had to think of a way to get the other to trust him but before he could ask anything to get the other to talk he was questioned.

"Who are you and why does everyone know you if this is your first time here?" he asked as he looked at him confused but yet wanting to know.

Philly smirked and chuckled a bit as he looked at Ord and nodded his head. "I will tell you that later my dear friend. But for now mind telling me about you?" he asked making Ord frown as he went to ball up his hands not too sure on what to do. But the slow movement of his hands drew Philly's attention to his carved desk making him cock his head confused at the sight of it and wondered why the other would carve specific lines into it over what appeared to be months. "There's nothing to worry about, your normal." he said with a smile making Ord even more confused.

"What?" he asked only to look quickly off to the side confused seemingly looking out to the middle of nowhere before a ping of sadness seemed to come over him. He had felt this odd feeling before, it dried his mouth and made his stomach heavy, but yet he couldn't place it.

Meanwhile Philly watched Ord, mainly his eyes which seemed to be searching for something in the distance though there was a solid wall blocking his view.

"Hey focus back over here," he said lightly as he tapped Ord's shoulder lightly snapping him from his thoughts and back to reality. "Class is almost over we'll talk after everyone leaves okay?" Philly said gaining a small nod from Ord who went to wipe his face as he could of sworn that he felt a tear there.

With only a few seconds to spare before the bell rung the classroom was quick to empty and soon left both Philly and Ord inside alone.

"Ord my friend I want you to come with me," Philly said with a smile as he leaned on the desk. "Were going to go to a camp where you can be yourself and not have to worry about anything okay?" Philly said with such an trusting voice as Ord looked at him wondering what to pick.

"Why do I have to go?" he asked as he looked at him confused only to have Philly smile some more.

"Cause you're the child of a god, a demigod. If you come with me we can get your powers figured out and find your godly parent. Most of all -" Philly said only to notice that Ord was once again looking at something. But the way his eyes focused on it, it was nearby. "Defiantly we can figure out what your doing…." he grumbled