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Chapter 2
Sarah
It had only been an hour since I had entered Camp Half-Blood and already someone was throwing knives at me. It's not like I did anything, well, besides ditching my tour guide. I'd figured if I needed to find some place, I could just ask another camper. But as I stared back at the teen who threw the knife, I was beginning to think this was a bad idea. As he dashed behind a tree, I tried to get him to stop. "Wait, where are you going?" I called after him, sprinting to the spot where he was standing; but by the time I got there, he was already gone. It was like he just vanished or something. Confused, I turned around and pulled the knife from the tree. I could probably ask one of the others if they knew who it belonged to, then I could just stop by their cabin.
As I entered the clearing where most of the camp was located, I heard a male voice call me. "There you are, Newbie! I've been looking for you!" I sighed as I turned around to see Grover Underwood, the satyr that brought me in. "Hey, Grover. Sorry for ditching you like that." I said as I tried to hide the knife, but Grover saw it before I could completely hide it. "Oh gods, please tell me you aren't a Hermes kid, we already have enough thieves to worry about." He said as he rolled his eyes. "What? No, I found this in the woods. I almost stepped into some guy's target practice, but he ran off before I could give it back to him." I replied as i took out the knife and showed it to him. "Really? I can't think of anyone who would practice alone in the woods. But anyways, let's see if we can figure out who this belongs to."
As Grover studied the knife, his expression seemed to go from cheerful to sad. "You said a guy threw this in the woods?" He said after a while, looking up at me with concerned eyes. "Yeah, why?" I said hesitantly, wondering if I did the wrong thing. "Because the only person I can think of who would own a knife like this would be Kade, but nobody's even heard from him for years now." I must have looked shocked, because Grover handed me back the knife. "Yeah, he's been here longer than I have. and back when I first arrived, he didn't talk much with anybody." "But why? was he just shy?" I wondered aloud. "No, mainly because his father is Thanatos." I held up my hand to stop him. "Wait, wait. Don't tell me. He's the god of... death?" I said nervously. Grover just smirked and chuckled. "Close. He's just the personification of it. he helps souls cross over to the river styx and all that fun stuff."
I looked back down at the strange pocket knife. "So what happened to him? did he die or something?" "No, he just secluded himself, became the caretaker of the cemetery, and lives like a hermit." Grover told me as he shook his head. I looked at all the cabins, noticing all the different symbols. "Where's his cabin? I want to give him back his knife." Grover looked around at the cabins, before chuckling to himself. "You won't find it here. He built his own cabin at the edge of the woods, near the cemetery." I looked around, and finally saw the dilapidated sign pointing to the cemetery. As I turned to walk away, Grover grabbed my arm. "Hey now, if you're gonna give it back to him, just be careful. being alone for so long could do some stuff to your brain." I smiled at grover, looking out for me even though I didn't need it. "Thanks. I'll keep an eye out."
Finished with my short investigation, I walked down the overgrown path to the cemetery. As I rounded the bend, I saw the cabin Grover was talking about. It was a simple wooden shack, but it still had the elegant look of the other cabins. I nervously walked up to the cabin door, almost afraid to knock. But it turns out I didn't have to, because when my hand was a foot from the door, it opened on it's own. Kade stepped out, almost running into me and I quickly stepped back. "Um... hi."