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Malcolm led me out the big house and towards the smaller cabins, each one decorated differently.

"These are the Cabins," Malcolm said walking over to a small cabin that looked overcrowded, "you'll be staying at Hermes's cabin until we can determine your godly parent." he said ushering me inside. "Luke, you got a new camper!" he said shouting in the cabin.

"Unclaimed"? Came a voice from an older camper wearing an orange camp half blood t-shirt.

"Yep." Malcolm said.

"Ugh, anyway," he said turning to me, "put your bag down in an open spot." he said scanning the cabin, "there by the corner." he said.

I sat my duffel bag down in the corner and turned to Malcolm who was staying on the outside of the cabin, he must have noticed my gaze because he just said, "Camp Rules." and continued standing there.

After I got my things set up Malcolm led me to the training arena, and then the pegasus stables, all of the winged horses seemed to whiny and back away from me when we entered the building.

"Don't worry about them," Malcolm said looking at me with a confused expression on his face, "they're always pretty nervous around newcomers."

I sensed he wasn't telling me the entire truth but I didn't press the matter any further.

Next he led me to the canoe lake, I wasn't entirely sure why their was a canoe lake in a camp for the training of Greek demigods but I shrugged it off, after training the campers deserve some relaxation, right.

Last was the dining pavilion, which was appropriate because by the time we got there all of the other campers had begun to arrive for dinner. Malcolm led me over to where a bunch of other campers were seated at, I recognized most of them from the cabin I had been assigned and was about to ask Malcolm why all of the campers were assigned a single cabin when I noticed he was already at another table with people I had no idea who they were.

"And that answers that question." I mumbled to myself.

A couple of the campers told me that when I got my food I was supposed to scrape a portion into the fire at the middle of the pavilion to offer the gods.

I found this no weirder than anything else that happened this summer, so I scraped half of the barbecue into the fire.

When I got back the same campers stared at me, "you didn't need to empty half of your tray." they told me wide eyed.

"Maybe he's just grateful for his parents." Luke said sitting down at the head of the table with a diplomatic smile on his face.

"No, I'm just really not that hungry." I said honestly.

That night after a giant campfire with songs, stories and being introduced to the rest of the camp all of the campers departed to their own cabins, I followed Luke to the Hermes cabin.

Luke looked back to me and asked how I was holding up.

I told him that I honestly wasn't feeling to off, I always have had a quick mind and adapting to any given situation didn't phase me much.

Luke chuckled, "Don't worry, tomorrow youll freak out." he said allowing me to catch up with him "Malcolm will probably end up being your teacher while you're here, tomorrow you'll spend a lot of time with him learning about the basics but you'll also start your training with me."

"Training"? I asked.

"Swords, blades and spears." he said "And all around pointy things. Then we'll see if you're mind is also quick in battle situations." he said as we reached the cabin door.

I fell asleep almost as soon as I laid down. But what that meant for me was a longer and more confusing dream sequence.

My dream started off with a vision of a young boy with a bronze sword, hiding behind a hill looking at a group of people, two older boys and a younger girl of about sixteen. They all seemed to look related, all of them had black hair and had a mediterranean look to them.

The boy turned around and was staring straight into the eyes of a red dragon nestled inside of a cave.

My dream shifted, and this time I was being chased by a weasel through a meadow.

Stop laughing.

This weasel was at least as big as a car and it was fast, and it also didn't when I looked down I realized I had no legs, I actually had no arms either, or fingers and toes, I was a snake. Now normally I would have laughed, hard, but instead I woke up in cold sweat.

I shuddered to be honest, sure I realized it was a dream but I had been reading too many books about the medieval times and had most recently heard about the Ichneumon, a mythical beast that would rush inside of a dragon, though the nostril and borrow itself out killing the dragon.

I was about to go back to sleep when I noticed someone else was awake.

It was luke, I noticed him grabbing a small book and leaving the cabin. I got up and crept to the door, waited a it and opened the door to see what he was doing. After determining that the coast was clear I gently closed the door and started to follow Luke around the corner of the cabin.

Soon after finding a tree to find to hide behind I settled down and observed waiting a while the air in front of him started to shimmer, It was almost as if the air was becoming liquid Then the air changed and it was like if someone had been projecting an image on clear air.

The image that came into view was of a face, one of the faces I had seen in my dream, not the weasel one but the one before it. The face was different, it had aged and the person had lost his right eye, but I knew the face was the same one I had seen in the dream.

"How did it go"? the man asked.

"Good." Luke responded. "I need to find a suitable transporter though, without one our plan is kind of doomed to fail before it gets off of the ground."

The man nodded, "Wait, one will come, I'm sure of it. Im also sorry for the lack of contact by the way, Even with my position working around Gisco is no easy task."

"Shouldn't he be to busy with his legal practice." Luke asked in a surprised voice.

The man sighed, "Just when I thought it would be safe to start he opened a new office a little too close for comfort, he likes to make sure that none of his underlings have mucked anything up."

"I should get going." Luke said, "even with being a son of the thief god there is only so long you can be away without the harpies noticing you." he said chuckling.

"Good luck." the man said.

I didn't stick around to hear the rest, I quickly returned to my cot and pretended to be asleep when Luke entered.

Sorry for the shortness of this chapter.