Chapter 4

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'Crazy' doesn't even begin to describe this day. First, the lunch lady turned out to be a monster and tried to kill me. Then, the crippled guy used a rainbow to call his friend who showed up in a chariot pulled by flying horses. Finally, we got to the camp, which was amazing.

A tons of cabins were all decorated in a different style. Some were extremely elegant while others were plain and simple. The guy in the chariot, who was apparently named Percy, explained that each cabin was for a different god and that we'd probably figure out which cabin we be placed in later tonight, but in the meantime, we'd be staying in the Hermes cabin. He showed us the rock wall and then the Big House, where we saw a man in a wheelchair and the same crippled guy from earlier today.

"This is Chiron and my best friend, Grover." Said Percy.
"Pleased to meat you. I'm Chiron, I train the heros here at Camp Half Blood" Said Chiron. "Now, Grover, if you'll reveal your secret, I'll do the same."

Grover nodded and took off his shoes to reveal hooves instead of feet. My mouth dropped at the sight. He proceed to remove his pants to reveal a pair of goat legs. At the same time, Chiron stepped out of his wheelchair. From the waist up, he looked perfectly normal, but below his waist, he was a white horse. As he stepped out of the wheelchair, he grew to about seven feet in height.

"I don't trust cripples anymore." Muttered Jake, whom I'd only met that day. I tried to hold back a giggle, but he heard me and snickered at the ground.
After the formalities and explanations, we went to the armory with Percy and some other new campers.

When we got there, a kid with long black hair and dark eyes who looked about my age was waiting on us. He wore all black which contrasted his pail skin and had a skull ring on his right hand.

"So these are the newbies?" He asked.
"Yep, I was going to set them all up with a weapon."
"Are you going to take them to the arena afterwards?"
"Yeah, I was going to get them started on they're training."
"Okay, I'm heading there now, see you in a few."
"Catch ya later, Nico."

Then the boy walked off and Percy lead us into the armory.

Once inside, everyone grabbed a weapon that seemed to fit them perfectly. I gravitated towards the bows and arrows. I picked one up and it settled into my hand as if it was made specifically for me. I grabbed the empty quiver that went with it and walked outside with the other kids who'd already gotten their weapons. They all carried an assortment of knives, swords, bows, and guns.
Almost everyone had a weapon, except for Jake who was still in the armory.

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Where is it? I thought as I moved weapon after weapon out of the way. I know it's here somewhere.

From the moment I stepped into the armory, I felt like something that belonged to me was in there. I moved further and further back into the armory past racks full of weapons, but none of them felt right when I passed them.

"Having some trouble?" Asked Percy.

"I know that there's a specific weapon in here somewhere, one that's for me and me alone. Problem is, I can't find it." I said in response.

"Just follow your gut, it'll lead you straight to it."

I took his advise and closed my eyes in concentration. When I opened them, I could see a faint trail that led to the back wall. Following the trail I found a sword with a three feet long, silver blade. The hilt was solid black with a red jewel at the base. When I looked at the jewel, I realized that it looked exactly like my eyes, blood red with a slit. The cross guard was made of two hooked claws that looked like they came directly from a monster.

I picked up the sword and touched the blade. As I did, all the color drained from Percy's face.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"That sword..." He said in a shaky voice. "I didn't know that we had it."
"What do you mean by that?"
"That sword is older that both of us combined, I thought that the gods took it after the second Titan War. It belonged to someone very strong and very evil." He paused for a long time. "Are you sure that you want that sword?"
"Yeah, it just feels... right."
"Okay, but I'm going to let Chiron know about this."
"Sounds good."

Then he ran out of the armory and to the Big House. I sheathed the sword and strapped it to my belt before walking out to sit with the other new campers.

A/N: Who do you think had that sword before Jake found it and whip does to freak Percy out so much? The answers will probably shock some of you. Others, have already figured out who Jake's parent is.

Also, I'm sorry if anyone seems OOC. Like I said, im new at this, but I'll understand your hate. Just point it out and I'll do my best to five it.

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