I'm finally back with another chapter. Please enjoy and be sure to leave a review. Positive or negative, all feedback is appreciated.

Dinner was without incident for Willow. She sat at the table meant for Hermes campers as all new kids allegedly did. A few kids introduced themselves from time to time, but most left her alone afterwards. The exception was an Australian girl about her age named Hannah Martin who was visiting from Camp Jupiter. Willow had to admit her presence was great for distracting her from Rachel's constant hovering.

Hannah was a daughter of Mercury, which would've worried Willow if she actually had anything worth stealing. They managed to laugh about how bizarre camp was for her and Willow had been enjoying their conversation until her godly parentage came up.

"So, I realize you haven't been claimed," Hannah said abruptly, "but do you know which parent the god likely is?"

Willow looked at her own feet. She had grown up with classmates wondering about what was presumed to be an absentee father. Her mom simply told anyone who wanted to know that it was a sperm donner with mixed reactions depending on people's views. Willow was content with that. The truth was a bit harder to accept.

"I'm sorry," Hannah said after a moment of silence. "It's a touchy subject for a lot of demigods even after being claimed. How about this: do you remember any strange or seemingly mystical events in your life?"

"Well," Willow still felt uneasy, but her mind was filled with thoughts of crazy and unusual experiences from her life. "I remember once my class had a project in which groups of three had to nurture a flower. We'd switch out who watched over it every week and the last week it died. I got super paranoid about failing and overnight, the flower mysteriously bloomed"

Hannah's brown eyes glimmered in fascination and Willow recognized the look of someone putting pieces of a puzzle together.

"Demeter, perhaps?" Rachel suddenly said. Hannah and Willow jumped having forgotten the Oracle was there.

Hannah nodded after getting her heartbeat under control. "I think that's the most likely option. Or Ceres if she's Roman."

Willow groaned and got up from her seat. She noticed others heading for the amphitheater where a fire was blazing. She would've preferred to go to the Hermes cabin and sleep, but Hannah grabbed her hand and started to lead her along. Willow dropped her hand immediately but followed anyway.

The fire was way too hot near the front, but Hannah refused to let Willow sit anywhere else. Willow felt awkward not knowing the words to the songs everyone else enthusiastically sang, so she just stayed quiet. After all, Hannah could sing loud enough for the both of them. Eventually, Rachel stepped away from her side to address the camp and properly inform them of the vision Chiron had mentioned earlier. Willow felt dread mixed with self-consciousness when she mentioned offhandedly that Willow was a part of those very visions. Which was stronger, she didn't know.

At the end, Rachel asked for a sign from the gods of Willow's heritage. Nothing happened, but Willow had to admit the Oracle made a spectacle of it nonetheless. Despite the embarrassment of it all, she found it mildly entertaining. As she and Hannah left for the Hermes cabin, Willow inquired why the girl hung around her the whole night.

"Is it just because I'm new?"

"Of course not," Hannah laughed. "It's because I want more friends here and I think you're cute."

"I'm not cute," Willow blushed.

"Sure, you are," the blonde teasingly poked her rib. "Plus, I was wondering how long it'd take you notice."

"Notice what?" Willow stopped in her tracks as her new friend held up a pair of panties. She patted her pants to make sure and confirmed them to be hers. Quickly snatching them away, she screamed, "That's sexual assault!"

Hannah laughed all the way to the cabin and plopped down next to the ginger when the head of the cabin called lights out. Willow's dreams were normal teenager dreams for once. She would later blush furiously at the thought of holding Hannah's hand which persisted throughout.

The morning and afternoon were what seemed to be the norm at Camp Half-Blood. People practiced with bows, training swords, and other weapons at varying periods while others made attempts at the climbing wall. There were also others receiving training in knot tying or medical supplies. Hannah stuck by Willow's side the whole time before eventually realizing something.

"Willow, do you have your own weapon yet?"

Willow pulled out her pocket knife as an answer. Hannah shook her head. "That's no good. You need something made of a metal actually deadly to monsters like Celestial Bronze or Imperial Gold. Come on."

Willow was dragged over to what looked like a tool shed behind . Inside were various weapons of many different styles. Many were quite beautiful. She looked at Hannah and said, "What about you? What's your weapon?"

Hannah reached inside her coat and pulled out a small handgun. She held it with care yet also with pride. "Modified to shoot bullets of Imperial Gold. It also magically reloads itself."

As impressive as it was, Willow didn't feel a gun was for her. She walked around picking up various weapons for bludgeoning, slicing, and outright obliterating monsters. They all felt awkward in her hands. Eventually, a small black pocket knife caught her attention.

Hannah looked uncertain. "Um, that's Stygian Iron. Only children of the Underworld can use it."

Willow grabbed it without listening. She flipped it open without a thought and was immediately enveloped in a glow. It took her a moment to realize it wasn't coming from the knife. Hovering over her head was the image of a pomegranate.

Before she could blink, Hannah grabbed onto her and they were on the porch of the Big House in front of Chiron and Rachel. They seemed just as startled by their sudden appearance as Willow was, but the pair's eyes grew wild as they recognized the symbol.

"Well, I was wrong," Rachel said to herself. "That's new."

Willow knew which goddess the pomegranate represented and shook her head in denial. "No. My mom is mortal."

Hannah smirked, "Well it looks like you have two moms. Congrats, Willow… What's your last name, again?"

"Irion," Rachel said. "That's Yur-Ree-On."

"Right, thanks," Hannah said. "Willow Irion, daughter of Proserpine."

Chiron cleared his throat. "Actually, I believe it's Persephone. Only Greek gods ever really claim their children at Camp Half-Blood. Regardless, what with this claiming, her weapon of choice, and recent news, Rachel and I have some things to discuss with Willow. I must ask you to join us, Miss Martin."

Willow pocketed her knife and watched as the symbol of her godly parent faded. She followed the three of them back to where the cabins sat trying to collect her thoughts as Rachel cheerfully said, "Good thinking, Jason having a cabin built for the Queen of the Underworld. And Piper said it'd never get used!"

I'm going to leave it here. Remember to review! The next chapter will return to Japan with Yashiro. After him, I think I'll give Hannah a POV chapter.