I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while but I have an excuse… I did not know what to make this chapter about but now I do… Remember the metal rooms? Well just enjoy…

Two year later…

The now eleven year old mischievous child was now scrubbing the pure white tiles on the floor thinking to herself about her brilliant prank she has just done.

Connie was being punished by Miss Ruby herself saying that she needed to be disciplined and polite. That innocent nine year old before was now a rude and undisciplined eleven year old who loved to prank people and do things little boys would usually do.

But a few weeks later, she went too far. She climbed into Miss Ruby's office and replaced her bowl of noodles with dirty, slimy worms.

Miss Ruby at once sent her to the metal rooms for one full year. But as Miss Ruby dragged the eleven year old toward the cold and upsetting room, Constance Thompson got mad and something unrealistic happened.

The hall of metal rooms was flooding fast and hurriedly. But as Connie calmed down completely, the hall drained all water and Miss Ruby shoved the orphan into a metal room.

All that was in the metal room was metal, metal walls, a metal bed, and a window with metal bars over the window blocking any sunlight.

"You'll be staying here Constance for one year. If I hear anything from you, you will be sentenced another month here," Miss Ruby informed.

As the door closed, Connie ran towards the metal door banging and screaming at the best of her ability. But nothing worked; she was alone and now staying in a living hell.

She kicked the door one last time and sat in the corner thinking to herself on how she could survive in here.

She then looked at the bars and tried prying them so sweet sunlight could come in. But it only split enough to show a crack of light.

The orphan refused to cry and dozed off into a sleep.

She dreamt of a glorious place where pegasi and mythical creatures were bowing to her. Then a strange half man, half horse greeted her kindly.

Yet, her dream was over and she woke up to find a tray full of crackers for her. The eleven year old dived towards the crackers and tasted them.

The stale crackers tasted bitter and salty but Constance knew she had to eat something. As months went by the metal rooms turned Connie into a monster.

She scratched the sides of the walls making a hideous sound as if cats were scratching a chalk board. The eleven year old also tore up every piece of her blanket and pillow causing feathers and thread to be scattered everywhere in the room. But the worst of it all was that she could complete a weird kind of power where she could have water and fire balls appear in front of her.

She once even tried to burn the door down but she thought against it.

Yet the metal rooms also made her a little mental. She heard voices, mainly a man's voice saying that she'll be a hero and something about a destiny.

She also had visions, a vision of a woman and boy. But the odd thing was the boy looked exactly like her, he had the same features and stubbornness as her.

But she also looked terrible and uncared for. The eleven year old had pretty much no stomach. Her ribs were terribly showing and looked hideous. She had dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep and her cheeks were hollow and sunken with no sign of a smile or grin.

This soon to be hero looked as if she aged five years older. She seemed to have a permanent scowl upon her face and she refused to cry whenever she felt she wanted to.

She even swore to herself she would never cry or scream for help ever again, for she didn't want to look weak or broken but sturdy and strong even though she looked terrible in the metal room's conditions.

After the year past Miss Ruby came in and gave her a stern look.

"Maybe I'll let you out but-" Miss Ruby immediately stopped talking and looked around at the room.

"Y-You completely ruined this room!" Miss Ruby yelled.

Her eyes seemed to glow with hatred towards the now twelve year old.

She shoved the orphan against the wall and gritted her teeth.

"You'll regret you were ever born child," Miss Ruby hissed as she walked out of the room and shut the door.

By the next month the twelve year old seemed to be like Tom Riddle from Harry Potter. She thought hatred thoughts towards the orphanage and Miss Ruby.

Her eyes burned with anger and she even managed somehow to rip open the metal bed into pieces. She constantly punched the wall hard and managed to break her hand but since there was no medical supplies around she left it alone. She also found out that there was barbed wire in the corner and the orphan tripped into it causing immense pain in her legs and arms.

But after three months a miracle happened. The door opened and expecting Miss Ruby, Connie went wide eyed and growled.

Yet instead of the bloated and pudgy face Miss Ruby, a man in a wheel chair with a brown beard came in.

The man smiled kindly at Constance Thompson and greeted her just like the half man, half horse man did.

For the first time in months, the orphan smiled.

"Constance is it?" the man asked.

The twelve years old was at a loss of words but she finally nodded.

"I am Chiron, and I would like to have you in my camp for very special people," Chiron smiled.

"By special do you mean dyslexic, ADHD, and mental? If it is then you found an extremely mental girl," the orphan spoke hoarsely.

"Well dyslexic and ADHD, yes. But mental is not something you are Constance, it's what you think you are. This camp is for people called demigods and I suspect you are Constance," Chiron explained.

"Demigods?" the twelve year old asked in a clearer voice.

"Yes demigods, let me explain," Chiron chuckled.

They spent the rest of the afternoon talking about demigods and heroes in the camp.

But as Chiron explained to the twelve year old about a boy named Percy Jackson, the orphan recognized this boy as the boy on the news that her grandmother shook her head at and said he was a nonsense filled child.

The now figured out demigod smiled and let Chiron adopt her without any complaining. As she walked down the steps of the orphanage, she turned around and stuck her middle finger at the building.

As Chiron saw, he chuckled and ushered her into the car. The twelve year old gladly slipped into the car and soaked in the warm sunlight on her skin.

As she looked at the scenery she hardly noticed that they had already arrived at the so called camp.

As Chiron lead out the twelve year old, Constance ran and felt so free, after many months she laughed and smiled.

She looked back to Chiron and he nodded giving her permission to enter the camp.

Connie ran into the borders and was immediately greeted by many teenagers and children. But one look at her they rushed her to the infirmary and sat her on a bed where they gave her this weird snack and drink that they called "nectar" and "ambrosia".

They then wrapped her broken hand in a bandage. This one girl with blonde hair and pretty gray eyes gave the twelve year old some soup and smiled as she fed her.

They also bandaged the infected gashes on Connie's leg from the barbed wire.

People rushed everywhere treating to this orphan that felt like she belonged somewhere and that place was right here at this amazing camp.

Girls in pink washed and tended to Connie's hair and complained on how Connie could let this happen to her hair.

One girl in pink tried putting makeup on the orphan's face but the girl with blonde hair and gray eyes stopped her and told the girl she needed rest.

The girls in pink nodded and went away. After an hour things started to calm down and the girl with blonde hair smiled at Connie comforting her and feeding her savory food.

"My name's Annabeth, what's yours?" she asked gently.

"My name's Constance but people call me Connie," Connie answered.

"What happened to you?" Annabeth asked.

The twelve year old sighed and started explaining about her life in the orphanage and how Chiron adopted her and brought her here.

Annabeth nodded and smiled.

"You'll be safe here, at least until you get healthy, then you'll have to start training," Annabeth smiled.

Then a boy came in with black hair and sea green eyes.

"Sorry Annabeth, Chiron called a meeting with all the head counselors and-" the boy immediately stopped talking and looked at Connie.

The boy smiled at Connie and introduced himself as Percy Jackson.

The twelve year old looked up at him and smiled as she introduced herself.

"Percy, her story is amazing. I'm surprised she even survived," Annabeth explained.

She retold the story and Percy looked extremely interested. After a few hours, Chiron came in and ordered Annabeth and Percy to leave.

"How are you Constance?" Chiron asked.

"I'm okay, but I want to know how long it will take me until I can start training," Connie asked.

"Will Solace, our head counselor for Apollo cabin said that it may take a few months of therapy, and then a couple of months to recover," Chiron replied sullenly.

Connie sighed and whimpered as she thought about hours just laying here doing nothing.

"Don't worry Constance; I'll have two demigods visit you every day to take care of you and keep you company. But I'm afraid Percy and Annabeth can only visit rarely due to their training," Chiron said.

"But I want to see the camp," the twelve year old complained.

"You will be able to move around in a wheel chair during the time the two demigods are at your side. Tomorrow you will have Jarett and Josh as your partners," Chiron explained.

The demigod sighed and nodded as Chiron exited the infirmary.

Nico: I guess that was okay…

Leo: *cries* Connie suffered so much!

Nico: quit your crying! It makes me want to cry…

Leo: *cries harder*

Nico:*cries*

Me: Are you serious you cry in this chapter but not the first one?

Leo: yeah…

Me: *rolls my eyes* REVIEW!