Author's note:

So, hi again. Finally got inspiration to write this story. :)

Yeah, there's a little cliffhanger at the end but hey! I might update faster with reviews!

-SOS

Chapter 4: Chapter 4

After staying in the Hotel Valhalla for so long, it began to get boring. Even with my friends, and the amazing prospect of being able to live forever, I felt like there was nothing to do. One day, everyone finally got tired of my complaining, and after they tried not to get mad at me, Sam shoved an envelope into my hand. "Now you can shut up," she told me.

Raising my eyebrows (because me? Shut up? As if…), I opened the envelope. It was a round trip train ticket to the New York City. "How much did this cost?" I asked. "You're not supposed to spend your money on me."

"Don't worry about it. It's not even from us," she said. "Your friend Percy sent it for you."

"So, should I go now?" I asked. "That's pretty short notice."

"Oh, just leave already," Sam joked. I laughed.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around, then," I said. "Bye, guys."

I reached New York City a few hours later, and it was almost lunchtime. But I had to find Percy and hopefully Annabeth. I walked out of the train station only to be hugged by my cousin and my cousin's boyfriend.

"Magnus! You're okay," they both said, smiling.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.

"There's been a lot of monster attacks lately. We think it'd be best if we go to Camp Half-Blood and be safe," Annabeth said.

"Plus, you can meet all of our friends," Percy said. "Chiron, our director, will want to talk to you."

For some reason, I imagined a man sticking needles into me instead of someone just asking me questions. I don't know why, but that was what came to mind. Still, I said, "Let's go there, if you want."

Percy got some flying horse thing to bring us there (honestly, I've seen so much I'm not at all surprised by anything much anymore) and we landed outside a strawberry farm. "This is Camp Half-Blood," he said, while Annabeth muttered something next to him.

Before I could scoff at the 'camp', a real camp appeared. It was amazing, starting at the top of this hill and stretching all the way to the waterfront. There were cabins, and it was so cool. Each one was different, and they all were big enough for at least 30 people.

"This is Camp Half-Blood," Annabeth corrected Percy. He shrugged, but then his eyes widened.

"Annabeth, Magnus, run!"

That was the last thing I heard before started to run, hit my head, and passed out like Hearthstone and Jason Grace.