Tyler blinked open his eyes.
"Jeremiah?"
"Heyo!" He said, looking over at Tyler with a bright smile on his face.
"Where am I?" Tyler felt, and looked very weary.
"The infirmary." Jeremiah said without explanation.
"Um, why?"
"Well, so, um . . . I kind of had to . . . you know . . . hit you on the head to get you here." Jeremiah said with a sheepish smile, "Please don't kill me!"
"You what?" Tyler was wide awake by now.
"Well, ok, you see, you are a half-blood, half-human, half-god and there are monsters out to get you so Greek demigods like you, that's the official term, come here, to Camp Half-Blood which is the only safe place on Earth of demigods, oh, and Camp Jupiter for the Roman demigods." Jeremiah finally stopped to catch his breath.
"What?" Tyler furrowed his eyebrows in deep concentration.
A pretty girl with light brown hair walked by in full armor.
She looked over at Jeremiah sitting on a stool next to the cot, "New camper, huh?"
"Yeah," Jeremiah sighed, "I don't think I explained this whole thing to him very well, do you want to take over, Isabelle?"
"Um," The girl looked around the small hospital and said, "I don't see anyone who needs me right now, so, sure."
"Oh, thank the gods," Jeremiah got up and looked sympathetically Tyler, "Well, have fun!"
"What?" Tyler repeated.
The girl, Isabelle, just laughed and took Jeremiah's seat. Then, she looked straight into his eyes and smiled serenely.
"How much do you know already?"
"Know about what?" Tyler said, still confused.
"This place. Jeremiah. Why you were brought here." Isabelle stared at him with her intense, sapphire blue eyes.
"Well, before Jeremiah, wait, he is Jeremiah isn't he? You know, because kind of told me he wasn't human, well, half-human."
"Yeah, of course he's still Jeremiah! Who else would he be?" This time, it was Isabelle's turn to confused.
"But he said he's not human, not fully, so I just kind of assumed thought he might not be fully Jeremiah."
"What do you mean 'not fully Jeremiah'? He's Jeremiah, the satyr. What more explanation could there be?" Isabelle cocked her head.
"Oh. So are you fully human?" Tyler blinked at her, trying to figure out what type of mystical creature Isabelle could be.
"Do I look like a human?" Isabelle was about to walk right out of there, he was so difficult.
"Um, no?"
"No? Do I have any extra limbs? Do I have goat legs? What do you mean 'no'?"
"I don't know! The first person I met here was half-animal. How would I know what you are?" Tyler said, finally sitting up to look Isabelle in the eye.
"What I am? Ok, just stop assuming everything and be more open-minded!"
"Hey, I'm the one who just got hit on the head and dragged to a weird place, so I have the right to assume things!"
Isabelle hung her head. "What an idiot." She muttered.
"Wait, what did you call me?" Tyler squinted his eyes, inspecting her.
"Nothing!" Isabelle gave him a strained smile.
"No, I definitely heard 'idiot'. For your information, I am not an idiot." Tyler huffed and crossed his arms.
"Well, you're a know-it-all and know-it-alls are idiots." Isabelle responded with a stern tone.
"I am not a know-it-all." Tyler glared at her.
"Wow, it's my lucky day! I meet a sassy, know-it-all on my first day helping out in the infirmary." Isabelle glared back.
-In the throne room-
"Really, Aphrodite. How is this supposed to help us?" Zeus yawned, his eyelids already drooping.
"Because this is the beginning of their relationship!"
"Relationship?" Hermes asked sleepily.
"Duh! They are so going to end up together, you know, with a little help from me." Aphrodite said, rolling her eyes.
"Well could you make it a bit more interesting? If I didn't already know you were a boring person, I would have thought Morpheus did his sleeping magic on this story." Apollo said, slouching in his throne.
"The more you guys interrupt, the more time it'll take for me to finish the story!" Aphrodite looked around angrily.
Too bad her deathly gaze was only received by two people, as Hermes, Artemis, and Apollo were already asleep.
-Back to the story-
"And now I bet you're going to say that you're too weak to walk and you need someone to carry you." Isabelle looked Tyler, her eyes cold and hard.
"Well I am not weak, but I can't walk because I WAS HIT IN THE HEAD BY A GOAT!" Tyler raised his voice.
"I'm sorry Your Highness I'll go get the chariot to bring you down to the palace where you can lounge about all day eating the sweets that make you all weak and flabby!" Isabelle shouted back, standing up to look down on Tyler.
"You know, Jeremiah gave you the job to explain this to me and if you hadn't started a fight, then I could've been on my way already." Tyler said, refusing to look Isabelle in the eye.
"I started this fight? If you hadn't gotten all sassy on me, then I could already be out of here, away from you!" She snapped back.
"No, I-"
Tyler started to form a retort but was interrupted by a man with a dark brown, shaggy beard in a wheel chair.
"Whoa! What was all that screaming?" Chiron wheeled himself in and looked from a standing Isabelle to a red faced Tyler and the pieces started fitting together.
"Isabelle? Would you like to explain?" He said, giving her a calm look.
"Certainly." She said pointedly, looking at Tyler, "He was being a big ass and know-it-all and assuming everything about this place. So-"
"Ahem, Isabelle. Please do not swear." Chiron interrupted.
"Sorry Chiron, it's just that this idiot," She jerked her thumb towards Tyler, "keeps assuming everything and doesn't let me explain a thing."
"I'm the one who doesn't let you explain? It's you who doesn't want to explain. You just want to leave me ignorant so I'll go around embarrassing myself." Tyler replied angrily.
"There he goes again with the sassing and accusations. You see, Chiron? It's all his fault that he won't know a thing when his claiming happens." Isabelle smacked Tyler on the shoulder.
"Wow, real mature, blaming everything on me and hitting me." Tyler said lazily.
"Now, children, don't fight. Isabelle, I'll give you and Tyler a chance to sort things out. And to make sure you two don't get on bad terms, I'm assigning you to be Tyler's guide until he gets the hang of things around camp." Chiron smiled and Tyler could've sworn he saw an evil glint in his eye.
Both of them groaned and Isabelle smacked her palm to her forehead.
"This is going to be a disaster!" Tyler moaned.
"Stay at least five feet away from me, ok? Five feet. Got it?" Isabelle put her hands on her hips.
"Like I would want to get that close to you." Tyler snorted.
Chiron just smiled and wheeled himself out of the infirmary. After Chiron had left, Isabelle stuck her tongue out at Tyler and stalked out through the small doorway.
"Wait!" Tyler stretched out a hand.
"What do you want now?" Isabelle spun around.
"You still haven't explained to me why I'm here." Tyler said a smug look on his face.
"Fine," Isabelle sighed, walked back to the stool and sat down, "You are a demigod. Which is half-human, half-god."
"Half-god?" Tyler thought about that for a second, "Like, Jesus and the Bible, and stuff like that?"
"No," Isabelle replied, unusually patient with him, "Gods like from Greece and Greek myths. They exist, like they are here, right now."
"Right now?" There was a hint of awe in his voice.
"Yep, they have ancient powers, you know? So they live on the 600th floor on the empire state building. There are twelve Olympians, which are those cabins over there." Isabelle moved over to the window behind Tyler and pointed to a few odd looking hut like buildings.
They both felt Isabelle's hand brush over Tyler's but neither of them said a word about it. It's better to not talk about 'attractive motions' at times like that.
"The gods and goddesses come down to the mortal world once in a while and when they find a human that, you know, attracts them, demigods are born." Isabelle continued with a little bit of awkwardness.
"So you're saying I'm the offspring of a god and a human?"
"Precisely."
"But I have two human parents." Tyler got that really cute, confused look on his face.
"What?" Isabelle snapped her head around, "What do you mean you have two human parents?"
"I mean, they're both human." Tyler said, still confused.
"Wait. No, this isn't possible." Isabelle said a little dazed.
"Hold on, do you mean I was born from a human and a god?"
"Yes, why?" Isabelle looked up.
"Oh! I thought you meant the parents I had now!" Tyler smiled his goofy smile.
"What are you saying? You have to human parents right now?" Isabelle asked, not quite sure what he was getting at.
"Yeah, I'm adopted." Tyler said, as if it explained everything.
"Adopted?"
A/N: You finished Chapter 3! WOOHOO! I'm so thankful for you guys!
Okay, that's pretty much it. Happy reading :)