I awoke to the sounds of voices talking in urgent hushed tones. My head felt like it had been kicked in by a horse. I blinked and slowly became aware of my surroundings. I was in a room so white it almost hurt to look at.

I was lying in a bed in one end of the room. There were about 20 other beds in neat rows around the room. It looked like your typical infirmary. Across the room, a centaur was having a conversation with two guys about my age.

The strange thing was this didn't weird me out. I mean, if the average person saw a half-man half-horse, they would probably freak out. But this felt normal to me. The conversation looked pretty serious, so naturally, I decided to eavesdrop. I lay perfectly still and closed my eyes so no one would realize I was awake.

"-thought the war was over. The prophecy was completed. How can there be another threat?"

"Alas, it seems the war is not over. Not all of Kronos's forces were destroyed. The remaining monsters are rallying up an army. Sometime soon, there will be an attack on the camp."

"But Chiron, we don't have enough people to fight." This sounded like the other boy.

"We only had about 50 of us to fight in the war. With all of the deaths and injuries, we only have about half of that. We stand no chance against an army."

"Will, I understand your concern, but we'll just have to be ready."

At this point in the conversation I had heard enough. This was starting to sound strikingly similar to the conversation that I'd had with the man in my dream vision. I decided to make my presence known by letting out a very convincing groan, (which wasn't very hard).

The centaur glanced over at me. "Ah, so you're finally awake my dear."

He turned to the boy with blond hair and gray eyes. "Malcolm, why don't you go back to your cabin? I don't want word of this leaking to any of the campers until I announce it at dinner, understood? That goes for you too, Will"

"Yes sir," they both said. Malcolm left the cabin and Will walked over to me smiling. He had blond hair like Malcolm but with blue eyes instead of gray. He was wearing a stethoscope like he was a doctor, but had on jeans and a t-shirt.

"Hi, I'm Will. I've been taking care of you since the, uh, incident. You've got a nasty looking bump on your head from that tree. The good news is it's nothing serious. Here drink this. It should help with the throbbing."

He handed me a small glass filled with golden yellow liquid. I downed it in one gulp. It tasted like birthday cake. I didn't know why, but it made me happy. I tried for a small smile. "Thank you, Will."

"No problem. You might wanna take it easy the next few days, though. You had some injuries from before you came to camp as well."

"How long was I passed out?"

"Since last night. It's about 5 in the afternoon right now. Well, I'll leave you two to talk. By the way, what's your name?"

"Summer"

He smiled. "That's a nice name. Nice meeting you, Summer." He left the room and it was just me and Chiron.

"So, are all of your doctors' 15 year old boys?" I asked.

Chiron laughed. "More or less. Most of the campers here are very talented in skills related to their parent. That being said, do you know where you are? Who I am?"

"I'm guessing I'm at some sort of training camp for demigods. You're Chiron, trainer of heroes. I'm guessing Will is a son of the healing god, Apollo. Malcolm had blond hair and gray eyes. Typical traits of a child of Athena."

Chiron raised his eyebrows. "So you know that the Greek gods exist?"

I nodded. All of this seemed familiar to me. I knew that I was no stranger to the Greek world.

"I have amnesia. I already know all of this stuff about the gods. I just don't remember how."

He nodded thoughtfully. "Tell me about the Nemean Lion attack."

I told him everything that happened leaving out the dream vision. I wanted to keep it to myself while I figured everything out. How I was going to do that, I had no idea.

"Do you know who your godly parent is?"

"I..." I thought hard about it. I was fairly certain that I had known who my godly parent was, but that piece of information was now gone like the rest of my memories. "I don't remember."

"Well, your situation is very peculiar, Summer. I'm afraid I don't know what has caused this. Someone may have stolen your memories, but I have no clue as to why. At any rate, I cannot dwell on your problem. As you may have overheard, the camp will be preparing for an attack. I need to focus on this for now."

I wanted to ask about it, but Chiron had a wary and tired look on his face. I decided not to add to his stress.

"That's fine, I guess."

"Good," he said. "Now let's take a tour of camp half blood, and we can get you settled into cabin 11 for now. We better hurry; it's almost time for dinner. We'll talk more in depth about your problem later on. We'll see if you remember anything as time passes."

"Ok," I answered. It looked like I was going to have to find a solution on my own. I had so many questions, but now was not the time to ask them. I followed Chiron out of the room. On the way out, I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror.

I looked terrible. I wore the same blue t-shirt, jeans, and black combat boots from earlier. My shoulder length black hair was a tangled mess. My eyes had bags under them like I hadn't slept in weeks. I glanced at the tattoo on my wrist and the pendant on my necklace. I tucked it under my shirt.

I sighed and followed Chiron out of the infirmary and through the house. Something weird was going on, and so far, I didn't like it.


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