Hi guys! I'm back, and I have two MAJOR announcements- 1st, the main characters. I had an incredibly hard time picking only three characters, but every single character is important. Not just the 3 main ones. The main characters just alternate POVs and stuff, all the characters are involved. Anyways, the three I picked are:

-Leila "Lei" Musique (Created by Smiling Sunflower)

-Phoenix "Nix" Glace (Created by PepsiCola541)

-Mika Flourence (Created by Tybee10)

If your character didn't get picked, don't freak out or anything. All the characters have a bit part of the story- read this chapter, and you'll see what I mean!

My 2nd big announcement- originally, I was just going to write this story about random training moments and stuff. Now, I've changed my mind and given the characters a prophecy to make their lives hard- I mean, to make it more fun to read. ;)

Disclaimer: I own nothing. *Insert witty comment here*

Mika's POV

I couldn't wait to escape that tiny van. I wasn't an antisocial person, but a two-hour car drive in a tiny strawberry van with six other people is enough to drive anyone a bit crazy. Especially because I had next to no idea where we were going.

In the beginning of the car ride, I'd tried asking around a bit, but either no one else knew where we were going, or they just didn't care. Stuck in the back of the van between the window and a tiny girl with black hair and somewhat creepy yellow-red eyes, snooping around wasn't much of an option either.

"Mike? Isn't that a boy's name?" Asked the girl next to me suddenly, staring at my nametag.

"It's Mika, actually," I told her, struggling to read her nametag with my dyslexia. No good- the letters kept flipping around like they were doing 180s on skateboards.

"What's your name?" I asked, giving up.

"Dalilah," she told me. "Why can't you read my name tag?"

"I have dyslexia," I told her easily. I guess some people might have been embarrassed to have dyslexia, but it had never really bothered me.

"Me too!" Dalilah squealed happily, before turning to talk to the girl on her other side. I took the chance to take a closer look at Dalilah.

She was seriously tiny, the size of a third grader. At first glance, if you ignored her fiery eyes, she seemed normal enough, until you took a closer look. Her belt was strangely rounded with a leather handle hanging off the side- was that a whip? And those hairpins- they looked a bit sharper than normal. How many concealed weapons did this girl have? Before I could look for more, Dalilah spun around, gesturing wildly to the girl on her other side.

"She has dyslexia, too!" She cried, excited.

"Cool," I said, although I was secretly pretty curious. Maybe they were taking us to some special camp for dyslexic kids. "I'm Mika," I told the girl, who I could see easily over Delilah's head.

"Alison," she said with a large, warm smile. "But most people call me Ali." Ali was pretty, in her own way. She was petite, although not as small as Dalilah, with blue eyes and choppy brown hair, like she'd cut it herself with a pocketknife or something. Her even tan and chipped nail polish gave her a carefree look, and her big smile screamed "friendly."

"I don't suppose you know where we're going," I said lightly, not really expecting a response. To my surprise, her expression darkened for a moment before her smile was back in place.

"No idea," she lied uneasily.

"Ok, guess we'll find out soon, right?" I said lightly, turning back to the window, privately concerned.

Ali seemed like a pretty nice girl- why did she seem so uneasy about wherever we were going? I could have been imagining it, I guess, but I doubt it. I'm great at reading people, and just observing them in general. It's a gift, and it comes in handy when you're trying to figure out if a teacher knows it was you who put a tack in their seat- take my word for it.

"We're here!" Called out the driver, slowing the van to a stop. I jumped off before the bus had even completely stopped moving, happy to finally be here. "I'm sure you all have questions, but the girl under the pine tree will explain everything." I turned and saw the pine tree he was talking about at the top of the hill, standing alone like a beacon.

We all trudged up the hill, happy to stretch out our cramped limbs. When we got to the top we found not one girl, but two. One was tall and lean with auburn hair that was cut short and eyes that were so dark, they were almost black. The other was shorter than her companion, yet still tall, with long dark hair and a faintly Asian complexion.

"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood!" Said the taller one. "My name is Isa, and this is Rose."

"Camp Half-Blood?" Asked someone off to my right curiously.

"It's a camp for demigods," explained Isa.

"Demigods?!" Asked someone else in disbelief.

"Half god, half human," said Isa. "You all have a Greek god for a parent, just like we do."

"Who are your parents?" Asked Dalilah, who was standing just in front of me.

"Mine is Apollo," Said Rose. "But I joined Artemis's huntresses a couple years ago. I'm here at camp now looking for new recruits." The look on Rose's face clearly said that she'd rather be back with the other huntresses.

"And I'm a daughter of Hectate," Isa told us.

"Do you know who our parents are?" I asked curiously.

"Yup," Isa replied. "But I should show you around first."

-Line Break-

The things this camp had- from cool cabins to a weapon shed (which Dalilah seemed pretty interested in) to a canoe lake and strawberry fields- but all I could think about is who my godly parent could be. Finally Isa finished the tour and led us to the group of cabins.

"I have a list here of your godly parents. When I call out your name and godly parent, you can go to your cabin and get settled in."

"I thought kids got claimed," someone objected.

"They do," Rose explained. "But with a group this large, they just send down a list. It's much faster that way." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ali shift nervously. Didn't she want to find out who her godly parent was? I knew I did!

"Isabelle Fray and Lucy Quinn Johnson," Isa called out, reading off a small gold paper. "Poseidon." Two girls with sea-green eyes emerged from the crowd, one with gothic clothes and shoulder length black hair, the other with curly brown hair and a classic beauty. Both girls headed uncertainly to a low gray building at the end of the cabins, where a tall boy with the same green eyes was talking to a tall girl with curly blonde hair.

"Leila Musique and Julia Vincent," Isa continued. "Apollo." A girl with amber hair jumped forward, and another girl with a sunny, golden tan followed more hesitantly.

"Alison Minerva," Called out Isa. "Artemis." Ali froze and took a deep breath, not meeting anyone's eye. Artemis? Wasn't she a maiden goddess? Before I could ask Ali grabbed her stuff and hurried toward her new cabin, stumbling over the threshold.

"What's that?" Asked Dalilah, pointing up to a dark shape in the sky and drawing the attention away from Ali. The dark shape got closer and closer- was that flying horse?!

"Ah- that must be our last camper," Isa said. "I thought we were missing one." The pegasus landed right next to us, a beautiful proud white stallion. The girl on the pegasus's back looked equally as cool and remote, with pale skin and white-blonde hair. Her eyes looked like chips of ice, and her shoulders were lightly dusted with…was that snow? In July? It didn't seem to bother the girl though, who nimbly hopped off the pegasus and walked up to Isa.

"I hope I'm not late," she said, and her voice reminded me of ice- cool and even.

"Phoenix," Isa said, scanning her list. "Khione." Khione? Wasn't Khione a Roman goddess? I shook my head to clear it- I must have been mistaken.

"C'mon Barchan," Phoenix said, walking toward the cabin dusted with what looked like powdered sugar, but I now realized it must have been snow.

"Mika Florence," I dismissed the other thoughts from my head as my name was called. "Hermes." I grabbed my bag and walked toward the wood cabin, not able to contain the grin on my face- Hermes, god of traveling and thieves. I would fit in well here.

-Line Break-

By dinner time, I had settled in, helped my cabin counselors- Travis and Conner Stoll- prank a girl named Katie, and discovered a prophecy that put a serious damper on the light mood. I should back up a bit- the prophecy.

I was walking by the big house with Dalilah, who turned out to be a daughter of Ares, when I heard a girls voice from the porch. Did I eavesdrop? Well…yeah.

"Nine demigods, one for all,

split in two, yet do not fall.

One shall leave and nine becomes eight,

The traitor's sorrow taken bait.

Two traitors now stand alone,

Determined to tear down Olympus thrones."

The girl was obviously reciting an older prophecy, but it sent chills down my spine. How many campers had arrived today? Eight? Well, Rose had been helping Isa, but she was technically a camper, so… nine. Nine demigods, one for all… No, it had to be a coincidence. It was then that I sent my first prayer up to my dad- please, please let it just be a coincidence.

So, if your character was in this chapter, shoot me a review and let me know if I portrayed them right. (If your character wasn't mentioned majorly yet, just wait. There're more chapters to come!) Until next time!