Hello, I'm back with another chapter! Thanks to the awesome people who reviewed! Love you guys! Spoiler alert: hope you want to know who Percy's son is ;)

We all rushed to the side of the ship and looked over the edge, giving us a magnificent bird's-eye view of a camp by the Atlantic Ocean. There were cabins scattered all over, most decorated strangely with plants or fire or other odd things. To the East(I think) of the cabins was a huge forest that seemed to be moving with life I saw an archery range, a fun-looking rock wall, a basketball court, and an arena where kids were sword-fighting with dummies. To the South of all that was a huge blue house with a wraparound porch.

"Welcome to Camp Half Blood," Camden smiled, sweeping his arm out to the scenery below us. The ship started to descend over the water. "The question now is, which of you is willing to jump first?"

"You want us to jump," Cooper started, "from here, into the Atlantic ocean."

"Yes." Camden replied. "And then swim to shore. It would be a shame if you drowned on your first day."

"We've been kidnapped by crazies!" KJ yelped.

"You're absolutely insane." Jesse put in.

"First we're plucked from our history class and stuck on a flying death trap, then you expect us to commit suicide. If you couldn't fly, I would tell you to jump first." I folded my arms and glared at him.

"I'm sorry, Sammy here didn't take the time to explain things to you properly." Camden said. "He'll jump first."

"Every year." Sammy grumbled. walking over to the edge. "Every stinking year." He climbed up on the side and sat. "This is the most fun way to go, if you ask me." With that he stood up, flung out his arms, and fell backwards. We rushed forward to watch him fall, leaning almost far enough to fall ourselves. As we watched, the water rose up the cradle him and bring him safely to shore.

Cindy turned to Kennedy and me. "I'll jump if you do."

"Let's go backward," I agreed, starting to climb up.

"You go backward." Kennedy scoffed. "I will NEVER do that."

"Suit yourself." I shrugged.

"3, 2, 1!" Cindy yelled, jumping off and taking us with her.

The sensation of free-falling through midair was a bit frightening at first, but as I fell, I felt like a bird-minus the actual flying, of course. I was just drifting through nothingness on a leaf, waiting to be stopped. Then I was. The water hit me like a smack in the face, stopping my descent and knocking the wind out of me. I drifted down, down, to the bottom of the water. I thrashed around, unable to swim and with no breath to do so. I reached a hand up to the wavery sunlight above the water. Then, when I saw black edging into my vision, someone grabbed me from behind and brought me up. My lungs were burning, and I almost didn't think we were going to make it in time, but we broke the surface and I gasped, coughing water through my nostrils.

"I'm sorry," a boy's voice said from beside me. "It was my fault you nearly drowned. I should have focused on keeping you up more."

I turned to face my rescuer and stared straight into soft gray eyes almost obscured by long black bangs. He smiled. "Call me Danny. Danny Jackson."

"Cola," I answer, still taking in deep breaths of air. "Cola Hollings."

"Your parents must have liked soda a lot." Danny smirked.

"It's what my friends call me. Long story." I waved him off. "I'd like to get my feet on dry land."

"Right, sorry." he shook his head. "Hold on tight."

I wrapped my arms around his waist as we rose up on a wave and rushed to the beach. I stepped soggy, onto the sand and was instantly bombarded by Cindy and Kennedy. First, I noticed that everyone else was already waiting on the beach having somehow gotten there before me, and second, I noticed that unlike the rest of them and myself, Danny, Cindy, and Kennedy were completely dry.

"That is so not fair," I stated. Kennedy opened her mouth to reply, but a blue light suddenly started glowing somewhere above them and tridents appeared over both of their heads.

A man with black hair and sea green eyes stepped forward seemingly out of nowhere and put his hands on their shoulders. "Everyone, meet the newest claimed demigods at camp. Cindy Batre and Kennedy Flinter, daughters of Poseidon!" He bent down and spoke to them in a quieter tone, "I'm your older brother. Confusing, I know, but I'll explain later."

"Hey, look over there," I pointed to my class, crowded together further up the beach. There were three crossed arrow symbols floating in the air above the crowd. As others backed off, we saw who they were hovering over. Megan, Payton, and Kayla(who were, in fact, the ones standing beneath the arrows) were staring confusedly at everyone backing off from them.

"And meet the newest children of Apollo!" A lady with curly blonde hair came up behind them and raised her hands above them.

"Meet my mom and dad." Danny whispered to me. "They're sort of the camp leaders other than Chiron and Mr. D, who happens to be walking over here right now.

The man in mention, wearing an extremely ugly shirt and drinking a diet coke, was walking down the beach toward us. He looked over our group for a moment, pointed at Zane and said, "Son of Dionysus, right there." then walked away, taking a deep swig of coke.

Hope you liked it! That bit at the end was inspired by a headcannon I found on tumblr that I really liked. In fact, I think I'll be including a few other headcannons. In the meantime review or PM me if you have any questions or suggestions. I want to know what you think should happen so please don't be shy! Also, review what you think others of the seven might have named their kids 'cuz I'm kinda stuck there :P Anyways, no matter what, I want to hear from you! Tell meeeeeeeeeeee! ~Kayt P.