Please review. Note-I changed one of James' sword functions from a curved sword (scimitar) to a shield.
Chapter 5-
I woke up the next morning to a stunning display of the sun rising over the ocean. For a while I just sat there in bed, thinking about all the events of the past day. Wind gods that sacrificed themselves for me, blonde kids that could fly, a centaur that directed a summer camp. It was almost too much to take in.
I coped the way I cope with everything-by pushing it out of my head. I got out of bed slowly and went to the bathroom. I was also pleased to find that there was a closet full of clothes. I was about to change when I realized that I lived in a glass room. Call me paranoid, but I didn't want any passing aircraft or whatever to see me.
"Um...I'm about to change clothes," I said, hoping that the room would respond. Suddenly, the room went dark. A moment later, electric lights went on, and I could've been on the ground in a normal house. The walls were a dark brown. I pulled on an orange Camp Half Blood t shirt and some shorts. There was even a belt I could put my sword on. Once I was ready, the room returned to its standard of normal with the glass walls.
I stepped outside the room, and found myself out on the grass. The absurdity of it all made me laugh. I stood there for a good two minutes just chuckling.
"Camp drive you crazy already?" A voice asked from behind me. It was a girl with blonde hair and grey eyes. "I'm Annabeth. Daughter of Athena."
"I'm-" I started t say, but she cut me off.
"I know who you are," she said. "Everyone does."
"Is that a good thing?" I asked.
"It could be. You should talk to my boyfriend Percy-son of Poseidon-about it. He was the first child of one of the Big Three in a long time. Its kinda different, but the feelings people are gonna have toward you are similar. Or Jason, the kid you met yesterday. He's a son of Jupiter."
"I thought he was a son of Zeus. Or is that the same thing?"
Annabeth shook her head.
"Not exactly. He's a child of Rome, but he probably said Zeus to avoid confusing you too much. Theres also an Egyptian kid here, name of Enrique." She explained. I nodded, storing the information away in a mental box.
"So what now?" I asked.
"Now we go to breakfast. Do you remember where the pavilion is?"
"Yeah," I said. Suddenly she frowned.
"We don't have a table for you. I don't know where you'll go." She said.
"I don't care."
We went to the dining pavilion, where everyone was already seated. When we got there, she stopped short.
"I guess thats your seat," She said in a surprised tone of voice. There was a brand new table at the end of the row, as if it had always been there. It was one of the only empty seats.
I found Chiron, who was watching everybody.
"Just to be sure, but is that my table?" I asked of him. He smiled.
"Yes. But I hope you don't mind allowing someone else there as well."
"No problem," I said. "Who?"
"A boy named Enrique who is visiting us at the moment." He told me.
"Sure. I think Annabeth might have mentioned him."
"Very well, I'm sure you will get along fine." With that, Chiron set me off to get food. Once I was seated at the table, a kid I hadn't met before came with his own plate. He was tall with dark curly hair and was wearing a white shirt and black cape in contrast to the sea of orange surrounding us.
"I'm Enrique," He said, extending a hand.
"James," I responded.
"The others tell you about me yet?" He asked.
"I don't think so," I answered.
"Good. I'm a son of Egypt, meaning that my parent is an Egyptian god. My father is Anubis, the Egyptian form of Hermes."
"I didn't know the Egyptian gods had kids." I said.
"No one does." He said patiently, as if used to being forced to explain. "But thats another story."
"How did you get to here?" I asked.
"I've known these people for about a year now. We've had our share of adventures, but again thats another story. A long story."
"I'm not going anywhere," I said. He grinned and shook his head.
"Yeah you are, Jason's coming this way and I bet he's got something for you."
Sure enough, Jason walked over and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Flying lesson time. You're welcome to come too," He said, referring to Enrique.
"Nah, I'm good," Enrique grinned. Suddenly, he extended a pair of wings and shot up into the air, disappearing into the sky. He waved at us from above and flew off towards the woods.
"Damn!" I yelled, jumping back and knocking over my plate. When my heart stopped going a million miles per hour I turned towards Jason. "He has wings?" I asked. "I thought he was wearing a cape."
Amused, Jason shook his head. "Everyone does. Now come on, if you want to be able to do that. I was already thinking it, but Chiron told me that you should start working on your powers if you're going to help us win this war."
Although I had heard the word before, I still found it hard to believe the camp was at war. Everything seemed so quiet and calm.
"Yeah. With Gaia. The earth Titan herself. Your dad's first wife. So your stepmom, I guess, but don't think about it that much. We're going to be fighting hordes of monsters and giants. Especially giants."
"But...but everything seems so..."
"Calm? Not for long. We haven't been attacked in a while, but its bound to happen soon. They strike us whenever they can."
"How many kids are here?"
"About eighty? But theres two other camps that are on our side. One Roman, where I come from, and Enrique's camp of Egyptian people in New Mexico. Between the three, we've got around a couple hundred demigods. Not too shabby, when you add in the satyrs and nature spirits and centaurs, plus some other random allies. Well, not so much the first two anymore. The satyrs and nature spirits love the earth, obviously. Their not always on our side."
"Oh," I said. It was a little much to take in. Jason raised an eyebrow at me.
"Anyway, let's start working on your powers, now that you know what you're up against."
"Yeah, let's."
He led me to an open area by the cabins.
"I've been thinking about this," He said as he rose a few inches off the ground. "You have to imagine the winds carrying you, like someone's picking you up. Once you're in the air, you have to be the boss and tell them where to take you."
I shrugged. Slowly, steadily, I managed to rise. Although I was shaky, it was still cool. I rose higher.
"You might want to start coming down now," Jason called.
"I just started having fun," I called back, and rose higher. I was now over ten feet above the ground.
"Look out!" Yelled Jason. I turned around, and saw a huge chariot speeding in my direction. Like a deer caught in headlights, I froze. I closed my eyes, hoping that it wouldn't hurt too much, and wishing that I was anywhere but in the chariot's path. Suddenly, I felt a tightening around my body, and when I opened my eyes I was beside the chariot. I had teleported.
"So cool," I muttered to myself, until I saw someone on the chariot point a bow at me, and fire. I concentrated, and somehow managed to teleport out of the way again, and arrived on the ground next to Jason, who was pulling a sword from his belt.
"You ready for your first taste of this war?" He asked through clenched teeth as a dozen more flying chariots appeared in the sky and began wreaking havoc.