I get to introduce Bobby in this chapter. This is kind of a boring chapter, but it leads up to a (hopefully) more interesting one.

Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns the Heroes of Olympus and Percy Jackson and the Olympians and pretty much everything about all of them. He's a really good author, and will write The Son of Neptune a lot better than I am right now.

Chapter 3:

PERCY

"Welcome, Perseus Jackson."

The deep growl me on edge. I hadn't told anyone my full name yet, so her knowledge of myself unnerved me. I had a strong feeling that I didn't belong here ever since I set foot on the camp. Her cold greeting seemed to confirm exactly what I was feeling, and I wasn't even completely sure what I was feeling. I know for certain I felt caged in, and Lupa's accusatory voice just made it worse and more uncomfortable. Or maybe I was just being paranoid… or my anxiousness could possibly be justified. Somehow.

"Lupa." I regarded her calmly, but I was inwardly panicked from the giant-ness of the shoulder-high wolf.

At first the wolf was silent, examining me. Suddenly, she started snarling and suddenly pounced right in front of me and opened her massive maw as like she was about to devour me. I could feel her hot breath on my face. It smelled like blood and meat.

I didn't flinch.

Lupa wouldn't eat a demigod without testing him. Or would she? Besides, she couldn't hurt me; it would be like the gorgons all over again. Everything would shatter harmlessly off my skin. But still, it took all my self-control to not jump out of the way or fight back at the abruptly mood-changing she-wolf.

She gave up the I'm-going-to-eat-you position and began circling me, still growling. I didn't move an inch or change my deadpan expression, but my eyes still followed her movements.

"Good. No pup of mine should show fear or weakness." Lupa rumbled approvingly, having stopped snarling. "Come." She said walking out the tall wooden doors, flicking her tail as a gesture for us to follow. Dakota looked at me, mildly impressed.

We stepped outside, the sunlight very bright compared to the barely lit Fortress. As Lupa made her way to the cabins, all the campers she passed respectfully bowed to her. Okay… kids in armor and wielding all different kinds of weapons while bowing to a super-wolf. Totally natural. The strange thing was, the other half of me that had no regard for safety didn't mind the weaponry. It just made sense.

"Lady Lupa?" asked Sophia hesitantly.

"Yes, child,"

"Percy claims he has no memory from his past. Do you think it's amnesia or something else, Lupa?"

"I know he has no memory."

"So… are you going to help him get it back?"

"He has to earn it."

"Can you two stop talking as if I'm not here? And you promised me I would see Annabeth and get my memory back if I succeeded in my journey, and I have, haven't I?" I complained.

Sophia and Dakota looked at me in shock. I guess questioning leaders is not encouraged here. At all. The complaint kind of slipped out by itself, in my defense.

"You have ADHD, so I will let this insolence pass, but only once, Perseus." Lupa growled.

I have ADHD? That would explain a lot.

"Your journey is later, Jackson, but until then you must learn our ways and conform."

"Conforming… not one of my strongest points." I sighed, just knowing instinctively. This was going to be a long wait for my "journey." But I had a feeling it was worth it if I got to remember who Annabeth is.

Lupa stopped in front of the twelve cabins set up in a U shape and the assortment of tents, then commanded Sophia and Dakota. "Take him to the Mercury cabin and get him a bunk. Dakota, you can give him the tour after you two get him his lodging. His test will be three days from now, so prepare and train him. I have other matters to attend to."

"Yes, ma'am," they both said at the same time, bowing their heads. Lupa stalked off towards the Fortress.

"Come on, Perseus." Dakota said, putting stress on my full name as if it were some kind of joke.

"Don't call me that."

"I'm sorry, but I think it's funny you got the name of a famous warrior when you don't seem much of one at all." Dakota sneered, which reminded me of someone, but I couldn't think exactly who. The name kept eluding me…

"Ignore the idiot, Percy, he's just being himself." Sophia said, walking over to one of the cabins. It had old, peeling beige paint, but the original color might have just worn away. All the decorations on it looked faded and crumbling. A shiny gold caduceus stood out in the front, planted in the ground. It was the only thing about that cabin that looked new.

She beckoned, so I walked into the cabin. It was crammed with sleeping bags on the floor, people, and bunk beds everywhere else. "Aw, not another one," someone complained from the back.

Sophia ignored that comment. "This is Percy Jackson, undetermined. Be nice, and remember, killing hurts morale."

Wait, what? "Killing hurts morale?" What about, killing is not good, especially for me? What is wrong with these people? I thought indignantly.

A kid jogged in with curly blonde hair, upturned eyebrows, blue eyes, and a mischievous smile. "Hey, I'm Bobby, the head of the Mercury cabin. You must be the new kid! I came over to show you around and stuff." He offered his hand to shake, which I took.

"Who's Mercury?" I blurted out, and immediately I heard the guy who complained about my arrival snicker. I blushed, feeling ignorant.

"Do you know the Roman gods?" He asked.

"Um, I think I do… Zeus, Apollo, Artemis, and the rest." I responded. As I said each name, they seemed to carry their own power and lingered longer than they should.

"Those are the Greek names. They died out when Rome conquered Greece, so it's incorrect to use the Greek names. Zeus is Jupiter, Apollo is still Apollo, and Artemis is Diana." Bobby corrected.

I frowned. I had a hard time believing that they died. "Okay…" I said doubtfully.

"My dad is Mercury, god of travelers, messengers, and pretty much everyone who uses the roads. He welcomes everyone, so that's why you're staying with us until your godly parent claims you. Then you go into your own cabin or tent if you're the son of a minor god or goddess." He continued.

"Why do the minor gods have to be in tents?" I questioned, for some reason I didn't like that.

"Well, after the second Titan War… those times were bad." As he said that, I realized Bobby reminded me of someone… "We didn't have enough space to build cabins, so we used enchanted tents like the Maidens of Diana use," Maidens of Diana? Briefly, wise amber eyes flashed through my mind. "They're a lot bigger from the inside, they can be moved around wherever people want, and they're new." Bobby sighed enviously about the last part while looking around the inside of the worn out cabin.

"Well, you gotta work with whatever you have!" Bobby said cheerfully, though it was a little forced. "I got you covered over here, so you can go with Dakota to see your tour. I'll get you a sleeping bag!"

"Okay, see you later," I said absentmindedly. Ever since I blacked out, I've had vague impressions of things and people from my past, but not enough to actually recognize why I know them or what I feel about them. Except Annabeth. I know she's important but I don't know why.

"Come on, Jackson. I have to show you the entire camp by the end of today." Dakota sighed impatiently.

"Okay, let's go."

I don't like this chapter. Unsatisfying. Next chapter I want to introduce the rest of the characters. Gwen is my favorite Roman, because she's the most original. As for my other characters, I tried to make all of them original, but I can't guarantee. Review, for the love of dinosaurs!