Fatewarrior: Hello! I'm back with...Chapter 2! Sorry for the whole mix-up, I had to delete my first story and start over...but it's better now! This time, because Annabeth refused to come, Kelp Head here will do the disclaimer.

Kelp Head (otherwise known as Percy): I still have no idea what a disclaimer is.

Fatewarrior: I thought you knew! A disclaimer is just saying that I don't own anything.

Kelp Head: Oh. Annabeth could have just told me. Fatewarrior does not own me or Annabeth. Or Jason, or Frank, or Leo, or Hazel, or-

Fatewarrior: Say it already.

Kelp Head: Or the PJO series, or the HoO series. Happy?

Fatewarrior: Thank you. And, folks, here is Chapter 2!

"You're Probably Mortal," Says The Idiot

SERA'S POV

And I'm that idiot. My twelfth birthday was a couple of weeks ago, and just yesterday I muttered to myself, "You're probably mortal." That was a BIG mistake. Almost instantly, the next day, (today) I get attacked by a monster. It's as though Zeus said, "You say you're a demigod, I do nothing. You say you're mortal, I get mad." Oh. Right. Did I forget? Today I got proof that I'm a demigod.

I got attacked by a dracaena. Just my luck. You see, a new girl came to school today. She was nice until she met me. Then, she turned into a dracaena. Great. I thought. I'm completely unarmed. I'm dead for sure. Then, a dagger sliced through the dracaena and she dissolved. Standing behind her was a girl. I knew her. She stuck out her hand and said, "I'm Annabeth Chase, and you need to come with me."

I pretended that I didn't know her. I know, I know. I should have told her, but I wanted to see how long it would take for Annabeth to figure it out. And still: here I am, walking up Half-Blood Hill. She still doesn't remember. Finally, I catch up to Annabeth and tap her on the shoulder. "Remember me?" She just looks at me, confused. "I'm the mortal. The clear-sighted one that found you and your friends with Leo and Festus." Annabeth's eyes brighten with recognition. "So you're the so-called 'mortal' that found us. I was suspecting that you were one of us. Who is it?" "My father," I reply. "He's been missing since I was six months old." "He's not missing, you know," she says. "I know," is all I say. We walk the rest of the way in silence.

As we enter the camp, a boy sees us and his face lights up. "Annabeth's back," he yells, and runs off, probably to spread the message. As more campers get the word, they crowd us. When Annabeth says, "She's undetermined," the campers seem to deflate, and they go back to their normal activities. She turns to me. "Since you already know everything, we won't have to show you the orientation film. I think Mr. D's going to be happy about that." I stifle a laugh. She had already explained who Mr. D is, and I find it ridiculous that Zeus hired/forced the laziest god to run Camp Half-Blood, because this camp is anything but lazy.

After Annabeth gives me a tour and leaves me at the Hermes cabin, I sit on a bunk (A/N: Ever since the new cabins were built, the Hermes cabin didn't get so full.) and stare at the wall. I have absolutely no idea what to do. So I wander around camp until the conch horn blows and I head to the dining pavilion to eat.

I quickly grab a piece of pizza and take some chicken for my dad-whoever he is. Afterwards, Annabeth catches up to me and says, "Chiron was busy all day, so he wanted to meet you after dinner." We head down to the Big House and walk inside. It's nice, but what really startles me is the moving leopard head on the wall. Annabeth sees me looking at it and says, "Oh, that's Seymour. He can't walk, just be careful and don't get too close to his head." I instantly take a step away from Seymour.

"Well, a new camper," says a voice, then Chiron himself wheels around a corner. When he sees me, his eyes widen and he turns to Annabeth. "How did this girl get in? She's not a demigod."

I'm sorry this chapter isn't so great, but I literally have NO ideas! Oh well. I'll think of something in the next week.

Anyways, please review!