AN: Thank you for the non-existent reviews! Oh and also read Orvon Hoolio's story called Artemis's Mistake. It has too many reviews but still…it's good. If you like it and review it, please follow your review with the 333. We have a bet going and…well, you know how people can be. Sorry for the slowness of the chapter. Gotta get to the good stuff

When I woke up, I didn't open my eyes. I learn that things in this world aren't worth waking up to. Like centaurs and people who have hooves and control flowers. Oh and giant dogs that like to kill people.

Much more interesting things are stuff you can listen to. Like the argument involving my name that was raging in where ever I was.

"We have to protect her! She may be…different, but she's still a demigod." I recognized the slightly annoyed yet mature voice was that centaur.

The next voice, a man's, was serious and angry, "April McThane is not a demigod. Demigods are half god! This girl is ¾ gods! Hardly a demigod. I don't think there is even a name for someone like that."

Me? I thought incredulously A demigod? Ok, I'm not a stupid kid. Clearly, I can infer what a demigod is, half human half…god, but me? Half mythological deity? Doubt it! I didn't deny that demigod were real because after yesterday, I'll believe that unicorns eat rainbows and poo butterflies, but me being a demigod was way outta of line. And what's with this ¾ demigod?

I listened more. "Chiron," The angry voice fumed, "This…girl will be the death of us! She has already brought the death of a very powerful demigod, her own mother for Zeus's sake," Ooo that hurts, "and Artemis will stop at nothing to kill her. A desperate and revengeful goddess is not what we need here after…massacre of all our top heroes. I say we give her up. The prophecy says she's a villain. Why not kill her now? This prophecy also tells of a way out." Hey, hey I think that's me there talking about! I am insulted!

"Exactly!" Chiron (…?) insisted, "We don't need to do this with surrendering! If we give her up, that will not make us look good! And Apollo will also stop at nothing to save her! "

Silence. I was almost bursting from the inside with questions so I yawned really loud and opened my eyes to the full blast of awe inspiring sunlight filtering through the windows. Man, I felt good!

I stared at the two men in the room, one was the pony man, Chiron, the other a fat man with flashing tiger print shirt and black oily hair. Just looking at him disgusted me, like the way I feel uncomfortable around…hobos.

"How much did you hear?" He asked, intents eyes staring at me, making me angry and uneasy.

"Enough!" I retorted and hopped out of my comfy, squishy bed and examined my surrounding. The medium sized bedroom had a bed and breakfast feel to it, trying so hard to make it feel like home that it felt…unnatural. I had to get out of here.

I eyed the door and made a step towards it, "Well, I'm leaving," I said bluntly, which is always the best way to do stuff when you have no other option than talk to a hobo and a centaur, if your ever in that position. I opened the door as the 1 and a half men and half a horse watched in confusion. I was almost out the door when the fat guy snapped his fingers and the door slammed shut in my face.

Well, I give up. Doors slamming shut with a snap of the fingers? There is obviously something here that is more powerful than me. Might as well go with the flow from here on out unless I'm dealing with HUMANS.

Chiron trotted over to me and placed his warm hand on my shoulder, "Please April sit down. We have some things to discus."

"Heck yeah," I muttered and let him take me to my bed. I sat on it as Chiron somehow attempt to sit down but ended up in a magic wheelchair with a blanket over his legs. From now on, I will only sigh when things get crazy. Sigh

Chiron was about to speak but I put my hand up for him to stop, "Now, please, ponyman, unless you want me to go all crazy white girl on you and unleash this powerful ¾ god, prophecy jumbi on you," I flicked my gaze at the hobo whose expression consisted of rage and fear, "I suggest you do as I say." I pointed to Mr. Hobo. "You. Leave. Now."

"Mr. D," My Little Centaur came to my rescue just as Mr. Greasy's face turned beat red and a furious look shadowed his face. "Please, leave us alone." I never thought a face like Chiron's could look so...dangerous. But this "Mr. D" got the message. He shook his head then disappeared into thin air. Sigh.

"Now, Ponyman, tell me everything. Do not leave anything out. Because I will know." I wasn't bluffing. I had a knack for knowing when people are lying. Like when my mom told me Santa was real…I had a bad childhood.

Ponyman looked at me with his intense brown eyes and I knew this wasn't the first time he had to tell the truth that killed everything someone once knew. Just like me.

"First, who? Who are you? Who was that creepy guy? Who…or what is Holly? Who am I?" My voice stopped then restarted in a grave voice as I asked "Who was my mom?"

Chiron nodded solemnly, "Well, I am Chiron, trainer of Greek heroes and overseer of young demigods in training here at Camp Half-Blood."

Satisfied, I nodded. He went on, "The…creepy guy in the corner was Mr. D, the director here. Or, as he is better known, Dionysus, Greek god of wine." Sigh. Now, I'm racking my brain about Greek mythology where I don't care a turtle's tail about. But now, apparently, I am a part of it.

"And our friend, Holly Underwood is a keeper here, one who finds demigods and brings them safely here. You were her first mission. She is half nymph half satyr, unlike most keeper who are either, not both. Her father was a very famous satyr, Grover Underwood. Sadly, he and his wife killed." He didn't say anything after that. I had a feeling something very disastrous happened and that I would find out soon enough.

"Now, me and my mom."

Chiron took a long sigh, "Well, to that, I'm not even sure myself! So I will tell you what I know and do not get mad if it doesn't satisfy you. I will start with your mother, if that's fine." I shrugged. My mom was dead. It doesn't matter anymore.

"You're mother was a daughter of Zeus, the king god, the lord of the sky. She herself was a demigod." Well, that makes sense. My mom never had a dad. And apparently all these Greek gods are super busy anyway. "It seems, your mom wasn't actually 34 years old as you expected. According to my source, your mom is really, well, please don't be too startled, 109 years old."

Sigh. Sigh, sigh, sigh, sigh, sigh. My brain logged off for a second then I came back online. "Excuse me? My mom is a century old? Why if she were here…" but I trailed off and looked at Ponyman with doubt in my eyes but I knew he was telling the truth.

"How?"

"Well, please April bare with me, I know this coming at you fast, but there is a goddess, Artemis. You may have heard of her in school." I mind quickly jumped to the book series "Artemis Fowl". But I don't think that's what he's referring to. "She has group of young girls with her, demigods, nymphs, even mortals. They are her Hunters, and they take a vow to be maiden forever, to never love a man, to remain chaste forever. It also grants immortality, or the ability to stay young eternally. You're mother, in 1919, took this oath, when she ran away at eighteen. Artemis found her and Amy hastily joined…with no intentions of following this strict code."

Oh crap, I can see where this was going. Sigh. Chiron paused a second so I could take it all in then continued, "Amy immediately became Artemis's favorite Hunter when she exceeded all the others with her skill and gracefulness. Soon, she was promoted to Lieutenant, second in command. That is when your mother met your father, Apollo, god of the sun, Artemis's very twin."

"Stop. I get it. My mom broke the oath." My voice was sharp and my heart started beating rapidly, "Then what?"

Chiron's voice was only a whisper, "Your mother fell in love with Apollo. Every night, she would sneak out and visit your father. Eventually…she became pregnant. Artemis exploded with fury and banished your mother, stripping of her of all that comes with being a Hunter. But she did not kill her because of their past friendship. And so your mother was back as and 18 year old and pregnant, shame driving her to a tiny town in Ohio. Where she had you. But until about a year ago, following the prophecy, which we will discus later, Artemis didn't know that Apollo was your father or that you even lived! And now, you are April McThane, daughter of Apollo, granddaughter of Zeus."

Chiron stopped there. I let that little bombshell settle into my brain. Me? A demigod? Na, na, I'm like, an ultra-demigod. ¾ god. Half sun god, one-fourth sky god. I always knew I had good genes. Was I sad? No. Was I scared? No, what was there to be scared of? Was I feeling a little cocky? …Yes. Yes I was. But was a happy about this new found information? Ecstatic! Yeah, I was a little disappointed in my mom for breaking a sacred oath of virginity and a little numb-shocked about the whole GREEK MYTHS ARE REAL being blown at me but besides that…cool.

"Next question." I said after a while, "Where the heck am I?"

"Camp Half-Blood," Chiron announced proudly, "a safe place for people like you. Right now you are in the Big House. Outside is the facilities, including a area, pavilion, cab-"

"Right, right, right." I stopped him. I didn't really care. All I wanted to do was…well, not talk to an old fart, "What now, Ponyman?"

Chiron was starting to get annoyed, I could tell, by my brazen behavior, "Well, there are more things to discus but I'm not really sure you should know…I guess now, since you have no where else to go, you are now considered a camper! It's pretty early in the morning, I will get someone to show you around. Why maybe even one of your 5 half-siblings! Stay here and I'll see too it!" Woo, half siblings.

"Wait!" I shouted after Chiron as he rolled to door.

"Yes?"

"Get me anyone but Holly," I said with a smirk

"Of course," he answered politely then left.

I climbed up into the window and observed where I was. The Big House was on a hill, a large one, with various building engulfing the valley below. Kids ran everywhere, soaking up the spring air. I smiled. I was going to do quite well in this place. Quite well indeed. The gods will have a hard time "getting rid of me".

AN: Ha! I wrote it! Take that Orvon Hoolio! Anyway, if you really did read it, thanks. Now…REVIEW! But only if you say something nice =^-^=