Blake's POV
Percy and I arrived at what he called Camp Half-Blood. It looked nothing like any camp I have ever seen or will see. It had a climbing wall with LAVA, an archery field, a large arena from which I hear clashing swords and many buildings I'm unsure of. Then the outrageous cabins, one had a boar head over the door and another looked to be made out of bones. At the age of 15 I couldn't believe I'd be dreaming this and then I was called out to.
" Hello Miss Blake Siki, I'm Chiron. How do you do?" Said this weird horse man. What are they called again? Oh a centaur that's what they are called.
" I'm confused. Where am I?"
" Let me explain. You are at Camp Half-Blood the only safe place for demigods such as yourself."
" Demi- whats?"
" Demigods, they're the children of gods and mortals." Said the strange boy Percy.
Then a flute appeared above me.
" Well love now we know where to house you."
" What do you mean?"
" You're the daughter of Euterpe the Muse of music."
i walked away at this point. These people were crazy. I noticed this goth looking boy. His long black hair pulled back, his sunken eyes and pale skin reminded me of somewhat of myself. He was looking straight at me and for once I didn't shy away, instead I walked toward him.
