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Just when I thought things couldn't get any stranger, they did. The boy with the dark eyes placed a hand on the wall, and a deep, swirling black void opened up in the brickwork, a writhing mass of shadows.
"Ladies first." He sneered, and I shot him a death-glare, however my eyes (pale blue if you were wondering) didn't seem to unnerve him at all, and he gestured to the portal. Taking a shuddering breath, I clenched my fists and ran, eyes clamped shut ay the wall. A wave of nausea flooded over me, and I barely had time to open my eyes before I was spat out of a tree trunk. Retching, I lay on the ground, the world seeming to spin before my eyes. There were three dull thuds beside me, and I looked up to see Lightning boy and wavy-hair girl crouched on the grass, faces pale and eyes glassy. The only person who seemed unfazed was the boy who had created the portal; Shadow boy. Wavy-hair girl pressed her fingers to her temples and staggered to her feet, shooting an accusing glance at shadow boy.
"Can't you make the journey less…. Rough?" she asked, steadying herself against a tree. Lightning boy nodded, but he seemed unable to stand, never mind talk. I could feel my strength returning, so I also made an attempt to stand up, and the world lurched violently, so fast that I staggered to the side, tripped over lightning boy and crashed face first into the floor. The dark-haired boy looked up in surprise, and laughed at me weakly.
"First time at shadow-travel is never good for the system." He commented, before looking down in thought.
"Actually, neither is the second, third, fourth or fifth time…" Wavy-hair girl also laughed, and offered me her hand.
"Come on. Camp is just over this hill."
When I hear the word 'camp', the first thing that springs to mind is a place where kids go on their holidays and do nature trails, swim in lakes and sleep in leaky cabins. Take all those things, add a lave spewing climbing wall, kids about twelve years old swinging swords at each other and random guys with goat legs hopping about, and that is pretty much the camp I saw before me.
"Ummm… what on earth are those goat things?" that was the first reasonable thing to say that came to mind.
"Oh, they're just satyrs." Commented lightning boy casually. He had managed to scramble to his feet and join me at the crest of the hill. Shadow boy had apparently disappeared back into the tree.
"What is this place?" Wonder seemed to overtake me as I gazed over the rolling hills, strawberry fields and odd assortments of buildings.
"This is camp halfblood."
I'm guessing that life wants to overload my brain today, which usually isn't that difficult of a task anyway.
Firstly, the Greek gods and goddesses are real.
Secondly, I'm not completely human.
Thirdly, my mom, who 'died' when I was one, is a goddess.
The only thing usual: I don't fit in.
Everyone else has a cabin, sorted by who their immortal parent is, and seems to know everybody else in the camp. The only people I knew were Eldon (lightning boy; son of Zeus), Nadia (wavy-hair girl; daughter of Athena) and Adan (Shadow boy; son of Hades). Also, the more I explored the camp, the more I felt that I didn't belong. None of the cabins seemed special to me, I bared no resemblance to any of the other campers, and the way the people were fighting in the sword arena: It just seemed wrong. I had no evident powers, no clues to my parentage, not even the way I tied my hair; loosely braided; strung with beads and adorned with a feather. The campfire came and went with no prominent events (Except that some random Aphrodite girl, Shaylee, tried to hint to me that Eldon was single. Let's just say she left in a hurry.) and no signs. No holographic images, no enchanted makeovers, no obvious, otherwise unexplainable omens.
But then, the capture the flag game started, and then things became a little more complicated.
A/N: Agh. That chapter was rubbish. Please send in more OC's! Review!