D/A: Sorry guys. I know that I haven't wrote in like forever, but I hope you guys can forgive me and I hope that you guys are still interested in the story. It's truly been a tough year for me and I guess it sort of interfered with my creativity. I know it's not a good excuse for me long absence, but I will try to do better in writing my chapters quicker. Okay, enough said. Here's a new chapter of Luke & Annabeth: Into the Labyrinth.

Chapter 2:

The Journey

"What do you mean I can't stay here!" I exclaimed.

"Look Annabeth, it's not as bad as it seems. Camp Half-Blood is the only camp where you'll find other kids just like you."

"You mean there's a place to keep freaks like me!"

"You are not a freak. You are an extraordinary girl with extraordinary powers."

"Did you get that line out of a movie?"

"I have no idea, but please cooperate with me. If other mystical, magical, or powerful creatures find out about you, you could get hurt."

"So…this is my only option."

"I'm afraid so."

"Okay. In that case, I'll go."

"Alright, then let's start packing shall we."

"All my stuff is going to be taken to this camp."

"Yes. Unfortunately, until your powers are mastered, you cannot come back."

I felt tears come to my eyes and allowed them to pour over. I couldn't hold them back. My dad saw the tears slide down my cheeks. He held my to his chest, hugging me ever so tightly, and whispered in my ear,

"If I could have been able to train you myself I wouldn't have had to make you leave like this."

I sobbed even more, wishing that this nightmare would end, but it didn't.

The next morning, Dad and I packed my bags. I took my invisibility cap and took the map my dad had outlined to go to Camp Half-Blood. I started my journey with a quick ride on the subway.

I bumped into a really cute boy. He was probably a few years younger than me, but he had an adult manner to him. He was such an adorable boy that I couldn't help but smile.

"I'm sorry ma'am," he said.

"Oh it's okay," I said at a gentle tone.

"I see you're going to Camp Half-Blood, too."

"How did you figure that out," I gasped.

"Your map is outlined to that location. It should be covered, so that these mortals shouldn't see it."

"Oh, I forgot about that. So… uhh, would you like to travel with me?"

"Yeah, that would be nice," he said, "by the way, I'm Percy Jackson."

"I'm Annabeth Chase."

"So… which family are you from?"

"Pardon?"

"Which Greek god's family are you from? I'm from the family of the ocean god, Poseidon."

"Oh, I'm from Athena's family, you know, the god of wisdom."

"That's so cool. So, that must make you really smart and stuff. I bet your one of the smartest people in the world and you love giving people your advice."

"Not necessarily. I guess you got the smart thing down, but you are way off on the giving advice-thing."

"Seriously."

"Yeah, I'm actually more of the building and inventing-thing kind of person like my father."

"Oh."

"How about you? Do you enjoy making underwater kingdoms?"

"Ha-ha, very funny. Actually, to tell you the truth, I'm not the bossy type. I'm more of a one man show. You know."

"Oh really. That's really interesting."

"But I do have this one best friend named Grover. He awesome. He's a faun. Well, that's the part I just found out."

"What's a faun?"

"Half goat, half human."

"Oh."

"He's the one who told me that I'm a demigod."

"A demi-what?"

"A demigod. You know. Half god, half human. How lost are you? You're asking a question about everything. Didn't you learn about Greek Mythology in school?"

"I never really bothered paying attention to much in those classes. I never really thought that those things ever applied in real life."

"Well, you thought wrong."

"I guess I deserved that. So there's a name for us?"

"Of course. What did you think we were called?"

"Freaks," I scoffed.

"Sorry, I didn't catch that."

"Nothing."

"I know that I'm being impatient, but this is the longest subway ride I have ever been on."

"I know. It's like we've been on the thing for at least an eternity."

Suddenly, the train stopped. It jerked to the side. Then the train was filled with a deep mist. Out of the mist came a man in a wheel chair.

"Hello," said the man, "I am Chiron, the director of Camp Half-Blood. You must be Mr. Jackson and Ms. Chase. I've been expecting you two."

Suddenly, we weren't in the train anymore, but in front of a hill.

"Welcome to Half-Blood Hill. Please follow me."

We followed the man up the hill and saw something much greater than what we had seen at the bottom of the hill. There were chariot races, javelin tosses, sword fights, and archery. Many kids ran about the vast lands. It felt as though this place was a part of me and I intended to keep it that way.

Percy and I were so caught up in the excitement of this site that we had completely forgotten about Chiron. When we turned we didn't see a man in a wheelchair, but a centaur. I guess I should have expected Chiron to be different, too, considering all this weird stuff going on.

"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood," said Chiron.