Hey! It's me again! This is a new chapter, and longer than before! I hope you like it!
AN: I know some people are a bit OOC, but I'm trying my best to not do it!

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I was running from a monster; a Minotaur. I've heard of it in Mythology classes in Grade 8. I had just turned 14 yesterday and already more of them came to attack me. For some reason, I had lots of clothes and valuables with me in a backpack and a duffel bag. I didn't have anything to fend it off like I did at school. I had always brought bronze scissors since my father had insisted to bring it in case of an 'emergency'.

The monster was getting closer and closer... then suddenly I tripped on a rock that appeared out of nowhere. It was a few feet away now. I scrambled away right before a boulder hit the place I had just fell on. I started running for my life again when this time, I bumped into a boy with sea green eyes and messy jet black hair. He gasped and took out a pen... No, a sword. He charged at the Minotaur. He circled the monster, who was pondering whether to go for me, or the boy. It was enough time for the boy to kill it. The sword made contact with its skin and the monster bursted into millions of golden dust. That was when I really got a look at him. He looked older than me, maybe 3 years, and was 6 to 7 inches taller than me which was really annoying. It was hard not to study his eyes. They looked just like the sea, changing from a dark shade of a green to a bright aqua colour. He wore a T-shirt that said something in Ancient Greek... How did I know that? His jet black hair was tangled in a messy way, probably from running out of that forest we're in.

"Percy Jackson," he stuck out his hand, "Nice to meet you." I stared at him in disbelief. I just got chased by a monster and he says NICE TO MEET YOU?

"Uh... Sage Faust. Who are you? I just got chased by a Minotaur and you just introduced yourself like nothing happened!" I replied. I bit my lip. My mouth got out of control and the stop button in my mouth probably got jammed, or maybe I don't even have one!

"Sage Faust huh? Nice name! Sounds like a daughter of Demeter. Like I've said, I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon... Green face."

"Green face?"

"What?"

"Fine... FISH BRAIN!"

Percy started to glare at me but I bursted out laughing.

"Seriously, fish brain, lighten up!" I said between my laughs, "OW! Don't punch me!" I returned the favour by punching his arm. Hard.

"Ouch! Ugh, I keep forgetting I don't have the Achilles Heel..." Now I got confused. It looked like Percy didn't even realise he still didn't mention the Achilles Heel thing. I started laughing all over again. He looked at me again, then dragged me somewhere. When there was a clearing, it was already dark. Probably 10pm. And there was nothing there.

"Um, Fish brain? There's nothing here," I said confused.

"Look through. Through the mist," he replied. Missed? What did I miss? But it wasn't the right time to ask that so I just looked through what ever I could. Then it appeared. I gasped in shock. It was like a camp, with twelve cabins in a shape of a U with others at the opening of the U. There was a blue house, a building that looked like the mess hall, an arena that looked like it had been stabbed with something sharp, multiple times but was never repaired. He dragged me to the blue house in the middle of a camp. There were climbing walls which I was sure I'll be good at- I've trained for around 4 years. There was also a box that looked it was for storing food but instead, I found a stash of weapons clattered on the ground. I didn't see any more because we entered the house.

"Chiron! New camper! Sage Faust!" Percy yelled.

"UGH! You're disturbing my game, Perry Johnson!" A drunk guy grumbled.

"Mr. D, meet Sage Faust. Sage, meet Mr. D. And my name is Percy Jackson." I looked at Mr. D who didn't look too happy, "Mr. D is camp director... and immortal god." Percy muttered the last bit which made it inaudible but I managed to lip read(since it wasn't too fast) and made out what he said.

"Immortal? Are you a god or something?" DUH! I thought to myself. ADHD makes me look impossibly stupid, even when I'm not.

"Sadly, yeah. God of wine." I raced through my mind, trying to find the correct god, I had learnt from Mythology class. I never imagined that that class would have ever come to use.

"Dionysus!" I exclaimed, leaning on the ping pong table. Percy gave a thumbs up exactly when a horse... no, a human... no, a... centaur! Yes, a centaur entered the room. Percy gestured to start introducing.

"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood where demigods train to protect themselves. There's an orientation film showing. You can either watch that or you can receive a tour tomorrow. Percy will explain more about everything." Of course! Chiron, teacher to demigods!

"Hello... Chiron. My name's Sage Faust. Daughter of Ruby Faust and John Forluck. Do you know who my godly parent is?" I said getting to what I wanted to know.

"No, I don't, but you'll find out soon. But until then, Percy, take her to the Hermes cabin. Curfew is around now, so Percy, after you're done, run along to your cabin." I looked down disappointed that I didn't have more time to ask questions. I picked up my backpack that I had set down while Percy took my duffel. We walked in silence to the Hermes cabin. There were two words to describe the cabin: crowded and messy. Clothes were trashed on the floor and more than 30 people were in the cabin. I guessed it was because people like me- Unclaimed people- stayed there. Everyone in cabin 11 was asleep. I grabbed the duffel bag from Percy and crept up to the only bunk that was empty. Percy followed me offering to help unpack which I gladly said yes to. After all, two's better than one, huh? After we finished unpacking everything, I got ready to go to sleep.

"Don't take your eyes off your purse," he said before leaving. I did as he was told and I quickly changed into my black PJs and went to sleep.

The next morning, I heard screaming, battle cries and fighting outside so I got changed into the Camp shirt, jeans and combat boots. The camp shirt was orange with the words 'Camp Half-blood' on it and was written again in Ancient Greek. I wore grey tattered jeans and red combat boots. I opened the door and found numerous types of monsters; Empousa, Dracaenae, Cyclops, Harpies and Drakons. Dust and blood spread across the blades of the grass, as campers fought off the monsters the best they could. I had no weapon and the weapon shack was too far away, so I charged into the fight unarmed. I know it's stupid but I couldn't just watch them fight, and die for that matter. Luckily, there were only three Drakons, one of which had charged at me. Somehow, I was able to kill it without any help. Don't even try to ask how I got that skill because I still don't know. A flock(or was it a gaggle, or a pack) of Harpies cried and flew straight at me. If it weren't for a punk-goth girl with a circlet that looked out of place on her head, I would have been Harpy snack. She had short, spiky, black hair and electric blue eyes that matched mine. She used excessive make up around her eyes, which made her eyes pop, more than it already had. She wore a silver parka, jeans and a pair combat boot, which most definitely didn't fit with her looks.

"What's your name?" The girl asked. I wanted to talk later, considering the situation I was in; the girl and I were fighting back to back, but I didn't want to waste my energy on telling people to stop doing things. Plus, she looked like someone who wouldn't listen to anyone if she wanted something.

"Sage. Sage Faust, Undetermined. Yours?" I asked. Hey, I couldn't keep on calling her 'the girl'.

"Thalia. Just Thalia. But if you insist, it's Grace. I'm a daughter of Zeus, Lieutenant of Artemis" The girl, Thalia, answered. Answers why she had a tiara looking circlet and silver clothes on her. Artemis... The maiden goddess of the moon and hunt. I heard that she lead a group called the 'Hunters of Artemis'.

"So you hate boys?" I was intrigued by it, though Zeus was never my favourite god, Ares and Hermes was. Artemis was really cool, and was one of my favourite goddesses, in line with Athena, Nyx and Hecate.

"No. It's just that I didn't want to be the child of the Great Prophecy, it just wasn't right. Plus, Percy did a really good job with it."

"Coo-" I screamed. One of the Harpy's talons cut deep into my back. Blood seeped out of the wound drenching my T-shirt in crimson red blood. I struggled to keep my balance as Thalia fought off the rest of the Harpies using her bow and arrows. She was really talented with them.

When she was finished, she tried calling the Apollo cabin to help me, but I stopped her before she could; the other campers needed help too. She ran off to help her hunters, leaving me alone. Then Alex lunged at me

Okay, that's the end of the chapter. And if you're confused, this whole chapter was a flashback.

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