Thalia POV

Another new camper, this one seems a little different from the others. No, it must be just my imagination. I was on a mission with Lady Artemis when I saw a huge bolt of lightning flash down striking the heart of New York, surprisingly nobody noticed it but me and Lady Artemis.

"Thalia, go find the source of that lightning bolt, maybe you're father threw it, but I don't know. I have an uneasy feeling about this, be careful." Lady Artemis ordered.

I rushed to the site where the lightning bolt hit and saw something amazing, a boy, no older than 14 was lying next to a Greek spear while 20 electrocuted mortals lay in a circle around him. I marveled at his power for a moment before noticing the pool of blood around his body. I knew I had to get him away before the police got here; there was no way that this boy was mortal. After checking his pulse I ripped up his shirt and used it as a bandage.

I wanted to bring him to camp for treatment but Lady Artemis would probably turn him into an animal so I opted for the second choice, bring him to camp for treatment from the Apollo campers.

Carrying this boy was no easy feat but I managed to hurry myself because I was shocked at the amount of blood he was losing. After bringing him to camp I immediately called John to help with healing, somehow we managed to save his life.

After his life was out of danger I thought about the lightning bolt, was it possible that he was a son of Zeus? That would mean that Zeus broke his oath three times, me, Jason, and this boy. I hoped for the boy's sake that he wasn't my brother. Maybe he's a special lightning user from Hecate's side of the family, you really can't tell with Gods.

Spear POV

I saw the orientation film, it was just a bunch of crap about how the Greek Gods were still alive and that their sons and daughters lived today killing monsters and such. No way they were dumb enough to expect me to believe that. I wasn't stupid.

But still, as John took me around the camp I realized that there were many things that would easily be explained if the Gods really were real. Like the pegasi for example, maybe they were genetically enhanced horses, or maybe I was just hallucinating. There is no telling what they could have done to me while I was asleep. (I'm trying to set up him as a very paranoid and enclosed character, he will open up later in the story)

There were some cool things at the camp, like the climbing wall spewing lava. Dangerous. Or the training field with so called "Demigods" beating the shit out of straw dummies. Or even the giant open-air mess hall.

Mess halls, seeing that made me realize just how hungry I am.

"Hey, John, can I, um, like get some food?"

"Oh yea, you must be hungry." John looked at me for a while "just sit in front of a plate and say what you want to eat and it will appear."

I was doubtful, no way that food just magically appear on plates. But I tried it, and what do you know, it worked. I had a plate of delicious pizza sitting in front of me.

"The fuck? Where did this come from?" I exclaimed loudly.

"Magic" John replied.

"Fuck you, this must be some kind of a trick." I said, examining the plate.