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Aletha

We walked on a trail that led to the camp that was inside the forest. I told him that I would show him around once we had talked to Lupa. Sometimes Lupa was able to see straight into a demi god and know their heritage, but I had never seen a demi god that looked quite like him. I looked back at him, and he seemed uncomfortable, as if he didn't feel right being here. It made him look weak and that was something that was not tolerated here. "Listen Percy, things at this camp are most likely going to be different than they have been for you in the your past… then again you can't really remember your past." I chuckled. "You must not show weakness at anytime. You have to show that you're strong, that whatever is brought in your way, you won't allow it to bring you down. That's how things are here, and if you show any signs of backing down that will be a very great disadvantage for you. The kids here will walk all over you. So you must keep your head up, and don't let your disadvantages show. It's all right to show emotion once in awhile, but try not to do it when you're new here or else people will take you for granted. Besides," I added just to make him feel better although I felt silly doing so, "you don't look like the type that would cry." I looked back him again, and it seemed that my words had done some good. I smiled pleased, and he gave a faint smile back. He was an alright kid, and although I was suppose to act tough a lot of the time, I didn't think he was that bad. Besides, he looked like a true fighter. Now we'd see how the others treated him.

He looked parched as we walked so I handed him a water bottle that I usually kept with myself in my pack. Percy took it and chugged the whole thing in less then five seconds. Now his face took on a new look, and his stride didn't look tired anymore. It was as if the water had healed him.

We walked into the main part of the camp, a group of cabins in a large circle. Each cabin had the theme of a different Roman god. The child of that specific god would live in the cabin, or in the Mercury cabin until they were claimed by their godly parent. Mercury was welcome to guests so it only made sense to put them in there. The cabins were roman architecture with striking differences for each one. I was the daughter of Ceres so I stayed in a cabin that instead of made of stone or some kind of building material, it was vines and trees growing out together to form a cabin. Surprisingly the planting was so thick it was as good as a stone wall. Flowers grew from the vines giving it the elegant touch.

I looked back at Percy again, but instead of looking interested or amazed, he looked like it was all normal to him and nothing new. Over on the eastern part of the camp, there was an underground auditorium with the entrance being a stately structure with torches on either side of the doors. And when you opened the doors to go down, the stairs took form and went below fifty feet. There were training fields and a lake wear roman ships with campers from different cabins fought each other, aiming flaming arrows and catapults and getting on to each others boats and fighting with swords. When Percy saw that, then he seemed amazed. Lupa, our camp leader, stayed in the official's house which was deeper into the forest up towards the top of the hill. The dark path that led to it was just on the other side of camp.

Occasionally, as we walked across the camp, I would stop to answer his questions. "So who's my dad?" "What? You think that there are only male gods? How sexist is that?" I said astonished. Percy smiled as if that struck him funny.

"Ok, ok…" he said then thinking it over, "Then who's my dad or mom?"

"We'll see if Lupa can answer that, and if she can't you'll be claimed." I sniffed indignantly.

"Claimed?"

"Oh you'll see, it usually happens at the campfire meetings we have every night." Alright, so I was just being lazy and didn't feel like answering him. After that, he didn't talk much, but was in a deep state of mind, and from what I could tell, it looked like he was trying to remember if he had ever known who his parent was. I didn't have time to explain it all to him at that moment, so we kept on going.

As we walked across the field, one of the Mercury boys saw him. It was Jacobi and he and some of the other boys were talking to that new Pluto's daughter, Jade. All the boys had been swooning over her since she came last month. She even held rivalry to the most beautiful Venus daughter, Leona. But for the moment, his attention was distracted to the newcomer. "Hey, Ali!" Jacobi said as he walked up. I cringed,

"You know I don't like being called Ali, my name is Aletha." Now I knew how Percy felt.

"Sorry sorry," he said with a mock smile. "So who's the kid?" "He's not a kid, he's at least your age if not older. And have respect for someone that was sent by the goddess Juno herself. He's the one called Perseus in the prophesy." Jacobi still didn't look like he cared. "I bet Juno gave us a wimp, he's probably a nobody." He laughed. I looked at Percy's face. It had anger written on it, and now his eyes looked like a raging storm over the sea. "He doesn't even look like a fighter, and I know I could have him down on the ground within three seconds." Now Jacobi was just taunting him, probably seeing if he would fight. If he didn't… well let's just say nobody would respect him. When somebody challenges you to a fight, you take it. Fortunately, luck was on my side and he stepped forward.

Jacobi brought out his sword, and as soon as I was about to give Percy one of mine, he automatically reached into his pocket and took out a pen. Wow.

Jacobi laughed, "Maybe the pen is mightier than the sword." The others laughed too, and right when I though all hope was lost, he uncapped it and it turned into a full length celestial bronze sword. Everyone choked back their laughs and I suppressed a grateful smile. Percy started it when he swung the sword in a fast circle and lunged at Jacobi. It was silent among those who were watching, but the sound of metal hitting metal went across the whole camp. Others stopped what they were doing and watched too. Percy fought in a style I had never seen before. It was eloquent and fast. He held a strong stance as Jacobi tried with all his might to defeat him. He was no match. Finally it came to an end when Percy struck his sword on the flat of the blade, and it went out of his hands, vibrating on the ground. "Where'd you learn to do that?" Jacobi was mad, but was in wonder or amazement at the same time.

The others cheered that had been watching and I found myself with my mouth wide open . I now had a new found respect for Jackson.

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