Okay, I learned three things this morning:
1.) I was no longer in Japan. I was somewhere in Long Island, New York.
2.) I was in a camp for Half-bloods, in other words, demigods.
3.) I am a demigod.
The third realization was by far, the most disturbing news I've ever received.
I was inside the big house. I saw much weirder things inside. Chiron suddenly turned into a man in a wheelchair, but that made me relaxed a bit. Then I learned a couple of weird things.
Everything in Greek mythology actually existed, and they all moved to western civilization. Also the reason why the camp exists is that demigods become easy targets when they reach their teen years. That's why satyrs go all over globe to look for those demigods and bring them back to camp safely. Finally, demigods have ADHD and dyslexia, but they actually help. How? Well, ADHD helps you in battling. Dyslexia, on the other hand, helps in reading and understanding Greek stuff. Now that's interesting, I thought.
Then Annabeth told me that Rook, the satyr from earlier, already buried my father properly. He is searching for Carl the Minotaur at Japan. The news made my face fell.
As soon as the explanations were done, Chiron asked if I had any questions. I actually had one. "What makes you so sure that I'm... a demigod?" I asked, arching my eyebrow. The word tasted like pickles in my mouth. And I hate pickles.
"Well, first of all, you managed to pass our borders; this camp is protected by a void which makes sure no mortal comes in." Chiron explained.
"If I am a demigod...then...that would make my...mother..."I trailed off.
"Yes, if your father was mortal, then your mother is a goddess." Chiron said. Well that's reassuring, I thought.
"But you won't know her until she claims you. She'll just have to give you a sign." Annabeth further explained. Great, now she has to claim me? I thought. Excellent, this whole claiming business makes me feel like a forgotten parcel rather than an abandoned daughter.
"Well, I guess that's all. Annabeth here shall give you a tour." Chiron said. Annabeth nodded and gave a look to tell me to follow her. I reluctantly tagged along.
During the tour, I was not exactly paying that much attention. So far, I knew that the camp can control the weather, the history behind the Golden Fleece, there's a thing called Tartarus, some cabins being honorary, their favourite game was called "capture-the-flag", and that some demigods can go out on quests. But my attention got caught on the battle arena, where two men were fighting.
One had black spiky hair, yellow eyes, and had a rapier on his hand. The other one was sort of dark, that his purple eyes became of distinct feature of his. What intimidated me was his flaming whip.
Annabeth noticed this, and explained. "The one with the rapier is Rain Weathers, son of Zeus. The emo kid is Lucius Winter, son of Hades. So basically, they're both sons of the big three." she said.
"Big three?" I asked, with an astonished look.
"Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon." Annabeth explained. "They're brothers and they're really bad at keeping a pact together."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, before the world war, they made a pact that they wouldn't have any more children. Soon, Zeus broke his oath and that's how Thalia Grace came to be." Right... the demigod who used to be a tree and is now a hunter of Artemis, the goddess of hunting.
"It's not just Zeus, though." continued Annabeth. "Eventually, Poseidon and Hades did. My boyfriend, Percy, is the son Poseidon. Nico di Angelo, who now lives in the underworld, is also the son of Hades. However, both Nico and Lucius existed before the world war. It's a long story to explain, though. But Hades is the only god who didn't break the pact." I nodded my head slowly, though I couldn't help but notice the expression on Annabeth's face when she mentioned the name of Percy; he seemed very important to her, to the point of becoming uneasy.
"So much for the pact." I said, smirking.
"Tell me about it, Even my mother thinks it's rather idiotic."
"Your mother?"
"Yeah, Athena. Goddess of wisdom."
"Oh."
Annabeth cleared her throat. "Well, that concludes our tour. Lunch will be around soon, you'll know when you hear the signal. In the meantime, you can take a look around. I have some business to attend to. See ya!" then she left. Soon, I became bored.
I decided to go to the lake and enjoy nature. I liked it whenever I viewed something as breathtaking as this. It reminded me that there was something good left on this earth. Then my thoughts drifted to my father. I suddenly felt anger and depression. Did you honestly think I was going to like it here? Well, guess again.
I abhor this camp. Why? Well, first of all, I was brought here against my will! Secondly, I was mad at the gods, my god parent to be exact. Because of her, my father is dead! She endangered his life by bringing me to this world. If I remembered correctly, the gods always ignored their children. If they intend to do just that, then why bother falling in love with mortals? They're just wasting their time! The idea made me so mad that I threw a rock at the lake, disturbing a few naiads.
Being a demigod shattered my father's life and my dreams. I sat on a really huge rock and rested my distraught face on my palms. I was about to pick up a peace of mind, until my alone time was abruptly disturbed by a voice I thought I would never hear.
"Hey there." it was Rip. My fists automatically clenched.
"Aw, come on. I'm sorry for charmspeaking ya. I am the son of Aphrodite after all. Forgive me?" he persuaded. His voice really sounded completely convincing. When I was about to succumb to his command, I shook my head and stormed away.
"I had no choice! Annabeth made me do it!" he called out, trying to go after me. When he grabbed my arm, I violently reacted by turning around and punching him hard on the face. He fell to the ground, and went out cold.
With a knocked out Rip on the ground, I violently exhaled through my mouth and I brushed my hands in victory. Then I heard a horn being blown. That only meant one thing: Lunchtime.