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I DON'T AND WILL NEVER OWN PJO OR THE KANE CHRONICLES! I WILL (SADLY) NEVER BY RICK RIORDAN!

Percy POV

Why did my Dad, who had never acknowledged me in the past, had to be a god? Why did he just happen to be the one and only Poseidon? Because of him, I have to go to a stupid camp with many little kids because they are supposed to arrive there when they were under twelve years of age.

I was sitting on a bus that was driven by Argus, a man who apparently has his eyes everywhere. There were little kids who, to me, looked around seven or eight. Now, I was really regretting the choice of coming here.

Apparently, you could tell the children's parent with their eyes. I saw lots of pink in the eyes of the children, so apparently, Aphrodite has a lot of them. I didn't see any of mine, so I might be the only one here without a sibling.

Once the bus got to the camp, Camp Half-Blood, I took a quick glance around. I saw the most beautiful sight ever. I saw a few trees in the clearing of a hill. There was a crystal blue lake, the one that my dad is known to stay at. The luscious green leaves filled the brown stems of the trees. I saw many battle fields and arenas around the camp. I saw many children prancing around. Then, the bus stopped, and I hit my head on a little girl in front of me.

"Watch where you're going kid," she harshly said to me. She's calling me kid and I'm the one who's sixteen, I thought to myself. Her eyes were the color of peacocks and she had a beautiful face for a kid. Her attitude made me lean towards her being a Hera child, but her eyes sealed the deal.

"Hey kiddo, my name's Percy Jackson. What's your's?" I asked the little girl in a voice you would use if you were talking to a two-year-old. She looked at me in astonishment and the looked a little embarrassed. Her smirked dropped from a smirk to a frown, kind of like she was scared.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Jackson, I didn't mean to call you a kid. Please forgive me!" She said that with a tone of fright and embarrassment. She looked like a three-year-old who had their candy taken away. "And my name is Nathalia, after the actress Nathalia Ramos, from the show House of Anubis. I am five years old and my godly parent is Hera. Many people say that I'm a special person because Mommy never had a mortal child. Is that true?" Nathalia had a look of fright and curiosity, so I only had to reply.

"First of all, don't call me Mr. Jackson. My name is Percy. I am the son of the Sea god Poseidon and I have the ability to control water flow and movement. I will turn sixteen at the end of the summer and, from what I hear, it's true. You are the only half-blood of Hera. That does make you very special. And you look like you're afraid of me. Don't be, I wouldn't hurt you. I told you my special power, so what's your's?" I could see relief in her eyes when I said I wouldn't hurt her. She gave me a hesitant look.

"Well, being the first half-blooded Hera child, I am also a protectress of children and women, and I can also wed people, but no one will ask a five-year-old to wed a couple. I also have the ability to see when people want to marry each other, but I can also tell if they are married or not. I guess that's special." Nathalia spoke rapidly, not taking any pauses. Sure she's adorable, but she is kind of as annoy as Hera. Then, lightning roared across the sky. Now, I knew that Hera heard my insult.

"Mommy told me what you said, but I've heard it a lot, so it's okay. And, you're the first friend I ever had, so I'm not going to be mad," she said so peacefully, like nothing happened. Her arms wrapped around me like I was a giant teddy bear. She smiled, her grin lighting up the whole sky. Then, we were told to get off the bus.

I helped Nathalia get her things off the bus, but her things was only one small duffle bag. I guess her mortal parent didn't treat her with respect. She quietly thanked me, and jumped off the bottom step of the bus. I picked up my bags that my mom, Sally Jackson, packed for me. But after getting on the bus, I realized that Paul packed loads of books in all of my bags. My bags felt as if the weight of the world was on my shoulders. I got off the bus, grunting from all the weight.

Nathalia gave me a funny look and started laughing hysterically. "Your face looks so funny when it's scrunched up and sweaty." Now, she was leaning forward from the immense laughing sensation she was having. I couldn't help but crack a smile.

We were at the top of the hill and our hike was over. There was a pine tree with a golden blanket spread across the tree. It had a sign that was written in Greek. It read "Thalia's Pine Tree, protector of Camp Half Blood's boundaries." I couldn't help but think that a tree protected the whole entire camp. As were entered, there were multiple cabins. I saw ten in a semi-circle and two cabins center stage. There were multiple arenas and stadiums located around the camp. I saw a giant cabin, but then later realized that it was the Big House. There was a girl standing outside of it. She was skimming around the group of people. I saw her eyeing Nathalia's eyes, maybe realizing that Nathalia's mom was the one and only Hera. Then, her eyes met mine.

Her eyes were a stormy gray, I think that means she's an Athena child. They were filled with mystery and curiosity, but then rapidly changed to hatred. They were so beautiful. I felt my eyes try to wander other places. Her bright blonde hair was covering a little bit of her face. Her nerdy glasses, without the tape in the middle, made her look a little laid back, but smart and sophisticated. Her beach-blonde hair was obviously not dyed like most blondes, but it not even a hair was out of place. Her face was beautifully sculpted. She had nice features, but I really didn't care about those features. I could go rambling about how flawless this girl was, but my thoughts were interrupted by her beautiful voice.

"Hello everyone! I'm Annabeth Chase! I will be escorting all of you to your rooms and showing you guys the whole layout of Camp Half-Blood." This Annabeth Chase girl so kindly said. She looked at me again, but her eyes, again, changed into another gleam of hatred. I didn't want to see that in her eyes and looked at Nathalia.

She was having a boatload of fun. She was talking to a few guys who were actually talking back to her, not at her. She looked elated, and that meant I was elated too. For some reason, even though I met her about an hour ago, it seems like I've known her all my life and that she's as close to me as a little sister. I was glad, but frowned again when she talked again.

"Well, I am looking forward to meeting you all!" She was looking around oh so happily. Then her expression changed from a grin to a glare. She looked straight into my sea-green eyes. "Others, on the other hand, I am looking forward to prove who runs this place."

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