"Oh my God!" Sarah squeaked. She stood stock still, staring at the largest wolf, the one that had begun to come towards us. Josh and Mr. Freinze bowed, and I nudged Sarah so she would do the same.
"Rise, newcomers, face the pack," a voice said in my head, but I could tell Sarah had heard it too. I stood, and eyed the pack of wolves before me. A small one slinked forward, and lunged for Sarah. She screamed, and I pulled out the pen. I slashed at the wolf, steering it off its course. Another wolf leapt forward, and I took up a defensive stance in front of Sarah.
"What the heck is going on?" I demanded.
"She's testing you, seeing if you are worthy to survive or if she needs to kill you," Josh said.
"But Sarah hasn't got any weapons!" I yelled, slashing at another wolf as it lunged for Sarah. "And they're aiming for her!" I traded my attention for a moment from the wolves, and scanned the ground for any weapons. Right at my feet was a bow and sheath of arrows. I picked them up and passed them behind me.
"Take out the wolves!" I said. An arrow shot out from behind me, and stuck out of the neck of the first wolf that attacked.
"Stand down," the voice came again. The wolves all slinked back to the spots they were in before they began the attack. The largest wolf came forward once again, and circled us. "You have done well, boy. As have you, girl. Never have I seen an arrow fly so true from an amateur's bow. You have been blessed," it said.
"Who are you?" I asked, keeping my sword in a ready position, warily following the wolf.
"I am Lupa, trainer of heroes. You have proven yourselves worthy, and you may continue forward to camp. But Josh Shan, you must remain," it said.
"Yes ma'am," Josh said. Mr. Freinze lead Sarah and I through the pack. We exited the house, and entered a camp.
"Oh my God," Sarah whispered, watching the sword fights that were occurring right in front of us.
A girl with bright blue eyes and cinnamon brown hair ran up to us, hope on her face. "Did you find him?" she asked.
"No, Reyna. I'm sorry," Mr. Freinze said. "I need you to show these two around the camp. I found them when retrieving Josh."
"Yes sir," she said. She turned to us, and beckoned us forward. "We'll need to find out your parents to find out where to put you. But for now, we'll just show you around camp separately." She tapped a girl on the shoulder as we passed by.
"Mary, need you to show Percy around. I'm showing Sarah," Reyna said, pushing the other girl toward me.
"Alright," the girl said. She grabbed my hand, and led me to a large arena.
"This is where we have challenges. That's it that happens here. If you fight in here without a public challenge, you have to face Madame Lupa," she said.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Don't try to flirt," she snapped.
"I'm not trying to flirt! I just want to know a few things. Like; your name, where I am, what I am, and who I am," I said.
"Okay. My name is Mary Resnedue. You are at Camp Legions, the only safe place in the world for demigods, which leads us to your next question. You are a demigod, half human, half god. One of your parents, the one you have lived with in some point in your life, and probably still do unless they died, is your mortal parent. The other one lives with the gods. As for who you are, you should know that. Why don't you tell me about yourself," she said. Then she paused, and motioned for me to tell my story.
"My name is Percy. I think my last name is Jackson, but I'm not sure," I said. Mary looked at me expectantly, but I shook my head. "That's all I've got," I said, spreading out my arms.
"What, no parent? No tragic back story I know each and every kid here has? And what do you mean you think your last name is Jackson? What in Jupiter's name does that mean?" she yelled, throwing up her arms.
"Exactly what you think it means. I don't know crap about my past! I can't even tell you my middle name!" I yelled back.
"Okay, fine. Let's try it this way. When I say home, what do you think of?" she asked.
"Hestia," I replied automatically.
"Hestia? Do you mean Vesta?" she asked, frowning.
"Um, aren't they the same person, just different times?" I asked.
"No, the Greek mistakenly called her Hestia. The Greek were drunken when they learned of the gods that ruled over them, and got their names wrong. Except Apollo, who was wise and told the Greeks his name in the morning, when he rose over the horizon," she said.
"Okay... But who would my parents be?" I asked.
"If you don't know your mortal parent, I don't know your mortal parent, but we'll find your godly parent soon enough," she said, patting my head and walking onwards. She showed me the entire camp, from the cabins to the eatery to the armory.
We had just sat down to watch the sword fights in the fields when Sarah and Reyna walked up. "I guess I should introduce you too. Sarah, this is Mary, daughter of Apollo. Mary, this is Sarah," Reyna said.
"Sarah Resnedue, at your service," Sarah said, flashing a winning smile.
"Wait, Resnedue? That's my last name!" Mary said, her eyes widening.
"How old are you? Because I have a sister who is a couple of years older than me," Sarah said.
"Seventeen. Is your mom Lilly?" Mary shot back.
"Yeah. But I was told you were dead. You know, before Mom died," Sarah said.
"Mom... died? When? How?" Mary asked, bolting up out of her chair. Reyna slid over and took my hand.
"I think we should let them be. You know, so they can catch up," she whispered in my ear, leading me away from the pair. I nodded, following her willingly. She led me back to the cabins, and into the most noble cabin. Thunder rang through the place, as lightening lit up the room.
Reyna shrugged. "It does that sometimes, especially when I bring others into the cabin." A sudden flash of lightening hit down right next to me. I leapt back, each and every hair on my body standing straight up. Reyna tapped her chin with her finger.
"Either you and I are gonna end up going out, or you're the son of one of my dad's brothers," she said, studying me.
"Brothers? Wait, lemme guess. You're a daughter of Zeus and you think I might be a son of Poseidon or Hades," I said. Then I froze. How the heck did I know all this Greek stuff?
"Um, sorta. But basically, yes. I am a daughter of Jupiter and I believe you to be a son of Neptune or Pluto," Reyna said, frowning slightly at me. "You need a new shirt."
I looked down, and noticed that the orange shirt I had been wearing was ripped along the back, and there was a huge burn across my chest. "Yeah, I guess I do." She walked over to a set of drawers on the other side of the room. She reached in one, grabbed a shirt, hesitated, then gave it to me.
"That one's my brother's, so don't worry about wearing girl clothes," she said.
"Will he care?" I asked, staring at the purple shirt in my hands.
"No. At least, not right now. Jason has been missing for three days," she said, turning away from me.
"Jason? He's your brother? What happened?" I asked, taking a step closer to her.
"He was sneaking out to do some extra training the night he disappeared. That is why everyone is currently ready to kill Sammy Collins," she whispered.
"Why?"
"Sammy Collins is a daughter of Venus. She was flirting with him while he was trying to train. I guess we could also blame him, because he was such a hard worker," she said. She gave me a sad smile. "But we will find him, we have to." Her blue eyes flashed with a determination I could of sworn I had seen before, but when I tried to figure out where, my head began to throb.
I brought my hand up to my head. "Ow," I muttered. Reyna frowned again.
"What's the matter with you?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips. My head gave another throb, and I got a small flash of a girl in a similar position, but her hair was darker. My knees gave out and I fell to the ground, my hands clutched to the side of my head.
"What in the name of Jupiter is the matter with you?" Reyna's voice asked through the fog of my pain. The pain began to reseed, and I opened my eyes slightly. I let out a low, pitiful groan, and rolled onto my back.
"You remind me of someone," I said, cracking a grin up at her. I winced again, standing up.
"And who would that be?" she asked.
"Not sure. But she had blue eyes," I offered. Reyna gave a snort of disgust, and turned away from me.
Well? Should I continue, or give up on it all together? Please review!
~Isabelle~