Carter's POV

We stole many things on our way to Camp Half Blood.

A truck, money, tires, and even a professeur.

"Mmm hmm mmuffughh" mumbled with his mouth covered in duct tape.

Uncle Amos smiled and looked over his shoulder.

"Everything alright Paul?" He asked jokingly.

Paul glared at him and attempted to stick the finger.

Uncle Amos chuckled in a almost horrific way.

The truck came to a sudden halt.

We had arrived at Camp Half Blood.

I had heard rumours about this place but never seen it. I've been around the world but never even been to New York! God, I missed alot! Anyway...back to umm whatever I was talking about...

I got out and shut my door.

A hill with a glorified pine tree sat before the camp.

"Oh my Ra! That hill is huge!"

"Get over it and start walking!" Sadie yelled at me.

"Wow! Calm your qualms!" I yelled right back.

Uncle Amos was already half way up the hill holding the professeur.

I ran as Sadie followed. Casting spells of fire and wind to slow me down.

She laughed behind me while I kept on falling from a gust of wind or a ring of fire that engulfed me.

We reached the top. Eventually.

The camp was huge.

It looked like a town itself.

With houses, arenas and even a lake!

Wow I wish I lived here! To bad it's for Greeks.

Just as we were about to walk into the camp, a tall blonde girl and a built boy with jet black hair jumped out of the pine tree.

In no time the girl had a dagger to my neck. The boy stood starring at the professeur, who was still, tied up.

"Paul?" The boy said.