Willow's POV

Chiron called up a boy to take me to my "brother". "Malcolm. Please take Willow to Percy." Malcolm stepped up and gestured for me to follow him. I walked toward him. He was older than me, with very startling grey eyes. He wore jeans and an orange camp t-shirt like everyone else. "Percy's either in his cabin, the beach, or the sword fighting arena," he said. We checked the cabin. Wow. It was incredible. The walls were painted the color of the sea. There was a fountain spewing – no doubt – salt water. It really did feel like my room. There were lots of beds but one of them looked unmade. There was a bathroom in the back and a closet full of boy's clothes. On the wall next to the unmade bed were tons of pictures and what looked like a horn. I studied the pictures and caught my breath. There was a boy in a lot of them with my same jet black hair and sea green eyes. He was also tan, just like me. In some pictures he looked a lot younger. In others he looked around 17. There was no one else in the room except for me and Malcolm. "Sorry about the mess. Your brothers' not exactly the most organized person," said Malcolm. "We should try the beach." We walked out of the cabin and made our way to the beach. Along the way, I saw a lot of the other demigods staring at me. I guess it's the whole "Daughter of Poseidon" thing. I noticed something odd. There were no adult demigods. "Malcolm, why aren't there any adult demigods?" I asked. "Demigods usually either die before reaching adult hood or set off into the world to try to lead normal lives. Well, as normal as demigodly possible," he responded bluntly. We got to the beach and looked around.

There was a couple walking along the shoreline hand in hand. It was this blond dude with piercing blue eyes. He was tall and muscular, but not in a gross way. As he got closer, I noticed a scar on his upper lip. The girl he was with was breathtakingly beautiful. Her skin was dark, like she was native American or something. Her hair was chopped up unevenly and she wore what looked like eagle feathers in it. Her eyes were like a kaleidoscope. They were changing color. She didn't look like she was wearing any make up but she still looked gorgeous. The guy said something to her and she threw her head back and laughed. She playfully nudged his shoulder and he took the opportunity to grab her arm and pull her in to kiss her. It was a sweet little peck but the two looked so in love. They continued walking and talking until they noticed us. "Hey Malcolm. Who's the new girl?" said the blond dude nodding his head toward me. "This is Willow. Willow, this is Jason, and Piper," Malcolm introduced. I smiled. "Claimed or undetermined?" asked Piper. "Claimed. Jason, say hello to your cousin." Jason almost tripped on his feet. "W-what?" he asked. "Turns out I'm a daughter of Poseidon," I said. Jason and Piper stared at me with open mouths. "Whoa," decided Piper. Then she broke into a dazzling grin that seemed to have a great effect on both Jason and Malcolm who both looked weak at the knees. "I'm Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite," she said. Well that explained it. "Wait. McLean? As in Tristan McLean?" I asked. Tristan McLean was a very famous actor. Piper sighed. "Yup. He's my dad." "Cool," I said. Jason then flashed me a grin. "Jason Grace, son of Jupiter." I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. "I'm a roman demigod but I live with the greeks," he explained. "I'm basically a son of Zeus. So, Percy's got a sister." Malcolm nodded. "Have you seen him? We've been looking for him. He hasn't met Willow yet." "Last I saw him he was sparring with Annabeth," said Piper. Malcolm nodded and turned to leave. "Bye," I said, and followed Malcolm towards the arena. The doors were closed. Malcolm threw open the doors to show something completely unrelated to sword fighting.

Inside was a black haired boy and a blond girl making out. I saw a sword and a dagger at their feet. The girl had her fingers tangled in the guy's hair. His arms were wrapped protectively around her waist. "Who are they?" I asked Malcolm awkwardly. The two still hadn't noticed us. "Your brother and my sister. They're really big PDA believers," Malcolm explained. "You know, the sword fighting arena is meant for sword fighting right?" Malcolm asked them. They unglued their faces and looked at Malcolm. Malcolm's sister was very beautiful. She had blond princess curls and tan skin. She was tall, lean, and muscular. She looked like a California girl except for her eyes. She had Malcolm's same grey, stormy eyes. The boy was no doubt Percy. Both were panting heavily. "Well it started off as sword fighting. Then it turned into…not sword fighting," said Malcolm's sister as she scooped up a dagger from the ground. Percy smiled nervously at Malcolm. "Hey Malcolm," he said as he too picked up his weapon. The blond walked up to me and stuck out her hand. "Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, head of the Athena cabin." I shook her hand. Percy came up to me and offered a lopsided grin. "Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon." "I know who you are," I said. He looked at me kind of confused. Annabeth was looking from me to Percy as if comparing the two of us. She probably figured out who I was already. "I'm Willow Steiker, daughter of Poseidon. I-I'm your sister," I said. Percy's jaw dropped and Annabeth looked like her suspicions just got confirmed. "Not possible," muttered Annabeth. Percy recovered and blinked a few times. "Um…welcome to camp," he said. "Now if introductions are over, Percy, either take Willow to the Poseidon cabin or demonstrate sword fighting," said Malcolm.

Percy and Annabeth looked at each other and shrugged. They stepped to the middle of the arena and got into a fighting stance. "You're so going down Seaweed Brain," said Annabeth. I snickered at the nickname. "In your dreams Wise Girl," said Percy. What was it with these nicknames? Annabeth lunged and Percy blocked. I watched them fight in fascination. They were both amazing. This went on for a while. They both seemed equally matched and also looked like they were getting tired. That's when Annabeth reached into her pocket and produced a blue Yankees cap. Percy's eyes widened. "That is so unfair," he said and Annabeth laughed. "This is a fight. If I really wanted to kill you, do you think I'd play fair?" she said. I don't understand what was so wrong with a hat. Annabeth pulled it on and disappeared. She just turned invisible! "CHEATER!" yelled Percy at empty air. He lurched forward as it he had just been pushed by something. When he turned around, I saw a shoe print on the back of his shirt. "If you're not playing fair, then neither am I," he said. He spotted a bucket of water in the corner and held out his hand. The water inside exploded and drenched anything within a 5 foot radius of Percy. I heard Annabeth shriek and saw her materialized as her cap rolled off her head. She was soaked and fuming. She glared at Percy and I was impressed when he didn't back down under her stare. That girl is scary! She advanced on Percy and he blocked. Eventually, Annabeth was able to pin Percy to the floor. She was straddling him and her knife was at his throat. "I win," she said. Then Percy smiled and was able to roll her over so that he was straddling her. He grabbed the hand holding the knife and the weapon skidded out of reach. "You sure about that?" he asked innocently. His weight was enough so that she couldn't get off and he was holding her arms against the ground. Annabeth sighed and Percy stood up, helping u the blond. "I've got some blue prints to work on. See you at dinner," said Annabeth. She gave Percy a peck on the lips, took her dagger, grabbed Malcolm, and dragged him to the Athena cabin.

"I'll take you to our cabin," said Percy. We walked to the Poseidon cabin talking. "So how long have you known Annabeth?" I asked. "Since I first got to camp when I was 12. I'm 17 now. I remember that day. I woke up and saw her. The first thing she said to me was: "You drool in your sleep." We got together on me 16th birthday," he said. I chuckled. "Was it love at first sight?" I asked. Percy smirked. "Far from it. We hated each other when we first met. But we had to go on a quest together, and we became best friends. I realized I was in love with her when I was 14 and she had been kidnapped. I snuck out of camp and secretly went on a quest I wasn't supposed to be on to save her. A lot of campers noticed that we liked each other when we came back from our first quest as 12 year olds. Everyone waited impatiently for 5 years for us to finally get together. It was the day we won our first war. My birthday." "What happened?" I asked. I'm not sure why I wanted to know so much about my big brother's love life. "She made me a cupcake. It was just the two of us. I failed miserably at trying to tell her how I felt about her so she kissed me. Too bad the entire freaking camp knew this would happen and was eavesdropping. They picked us up on their shoulders and dumped us both in the canoe lake. That day was the first time we really kissed." "Really kissed? What do you mean by that?" I asked. "Well, when we were 15, we were surrounded by demons near a volcano. I told her to go. I told her that I'd hold off the monsters and give her enough time to run. She kissed me right before she left. Here we are. Get comfortable. Dinner is coming up," said Percy as we reached the Poseidon Cabin.