Oh man! This was it! He was at Camp Half-Blood! He couldn't wait to get summer started. Chiron pulled aside a handsome demigod, "Ethanael." He motioned for the boy to come over.

Ethanael came over. He looked about twelve, but with his full armor he could have been younger. An organized mop of black hair was revealed as he pulled his helmet off, and he had striking blue eyes, "Yeah, Chiron?"

"Can you show James around for me? I have to take Izzy to her cabin. James is going to be in Morpheus." He walked away then turned around, "Thanks."

James smiled at the other boy, "Who's your godly parent?"

He smiled back as they started towards the cabins, "Zeus." James nodded, suddenly feeling shy. Ethanael didn't notice, "Who's your godly parent? Or have you not been claimed yet?"

"I'm a legacy. My parent's are demigods."

"Oh..." The other boy looked down.

"So. I was hoping to be in Morpheus."

"That is where Chiron said to take you so I think you get that hope." Ethanael looked back up at him, and smiled again.

James smiled back, "Yeah. My dad is a son of Morpheus and my mother is a daughter of Hades. Honestly, I like Morpheus much better."

"Well, these are the cabins." Ethanael stood in the center of the horseshoe of godly cabins. He pointed to cabin one, the biggest of the male gods, "That's my cabin."

"Okay. And next to it is Hera, right?"

The son of Zeus nodded, "King and queen of the gods. The men are the odd numbered ones, and the women are the even."

"Which one is Morpheus?" He gazed at the cabins.

Ethanael took his hand, and pulled him towards the end of the row, "Cabin fifteen."

James looked at their hands and pulled away, "Thanks." He walked to the cabin door, "Guess I'll see ya later."

"Woah now. I'm suppose to show you around camp before passing you off to your head councilor." He put his hands up.

"Sorry." It wasn't Ethanael's fault, really. He was making James kind of uncomfortable, James had no idea what to do with these strange feelings that were stirring. And the sooner he got away from him the sooner he could figure out how to deal with them.

"It's lunch in half an hour. How about we continue the tour after? You can use the time to check out the cabin, and your roommates." He offered, smiling at James.

"Sure." He smiled and walked into the cabin. There was an older boy waiting for him, he was about sixteen. The rest of the kids were laying around on the bunks laughing and talking. There weren't many of them, just seven or eight. Not including James.

The sixteen year old boy smiled at James, "You must be the new legacy. I'm your head councilor, Evan."

"Hi. I'm James." He looked around, wondering which bunk would be his.

"Welcome to Morpheus, James." Evan smiled, leading him through the room to the bunk against the back wall, "This will be your bunk, the bathrooms are outside, and you can get most anything you could need from the camp store out by the Big House. Lunch is in half an hour, the cabin walks together, and eats together."

James nodded. Dad made camp seem like so much fun but so far they seemed really strict. He wondered when the fun would start. James laid down on the mattress and after a moment noticed a hole in the side of it by the wall. There was a white thing sticking out of it, so he picked it up. It was a letter. In Brian's hand writing, it was addressed to his father.

...Camp sounds fun. I wish I was a demigod, you make it sound like its so much fun. New Mexico is the same. Boring as always. Remember about that list of pranks we wanted to do? Well I did most of them. Most recently, I loosened the screws on Mr. Petersons' chair. When his fat ass sat down he "broke" the chair. It was fantastic!

...I can't wait to see you this Christmas...

-Brian

James was so going to have to show this to Jazz and ask his dad about the letter. There were more but he decided to pace himself, he would read one everyday. Just then a conch sounded, and the rest of the cabin got up.

The legacy jumped up and followed them out of the cabin and into the dining pavilion. He looked around and saw all of the campers crowded into the their tables. He looked for his sister and saw her sitting alone. James turned to Evan, "Why is my sister sitting alone?"

Evan followed his gaze to the Hades cabin, "Hades hasn't had any kids in a while. There are only three alive, Nico di Angelo, Hazel Levesque, and your mom."

"Oh." James took his seat at the end of the table and noticed Ethanael looking at him. He half smiled then was pulled into conversation with his cabin mates who were all around the same age, the oldest of the little group was no older than sixteen.

After lunch James met up with Ethanael to continue his tour, "Hey."

Ethanael smiled at him, and pulled James towards the woods, "Come on. There's someone I want you to meet."

"Who?" James eagerly followed him into the woods.

"Rachel, the oracle. She has a cave out in the woods that she lives in."

"Why are we going to see the oracle?"

Ethanael shrugged, "She's nice, and she gets lonely out there when nobody visits her."

James shrugged, "Okay." Suddenly there was a noise to their left. James jumped, "What was that?"

The other boy smiled, "Probably a monster that wants to kill us. Don't worry about it."

"How can you not worry?" James shook his head, "Nevermind." He kept pushing through the woods.

"I meant don't you worry about it. I'll protect you."

James smiled, "Thanks."

A few minutes later the sounds came again, and Ethanael put one arm around James' shoulders. James smiled at the other boy and put his arm around his waist tightly.

A girl burst out of the woods a second later with dangerous gray eyes and short cropped blonde hair, "Ethanael! Scouting ahead of time is agains-" She stopped when she noticed James, and how the two boys were walking, "Oh..."

"We aren't scouting, Margaret, we're just walking."

James looked between the two of them awkwardly, not knowing what to do or say. Margaret just turned around, and left without another word. Ethanael gently pulled James closer to him, "Told you I'd protect you."

James smiled, "Thanks." They came across a steady stream. The water was peaceful, it reminded James of the stream they had back home on the farm. Ethanael crouched next to the stream for a minute, letting the water run through his fingers. "Its just like the stream back home."

He looked up at James, and smiled, "Tell me about it."

"Okay." James sat on one of the rocks and started talking to Ethanael about the stream, the farm, and the town. After a while he stopped, "Sorry. I talk a lot."

Ethanael smiled, moving to sit next to him, "No, it's cute."

James smiled at the boy and move a little closer. The son of Zeus leaned forward slowly, but pulled away quickly as a woman appeared on the other side of the stream, "Ethanael, what are you doing out here?"

He smiled at her, "We were coming to visit you, Rachel. James, this Rachel, the oracle."

"Hi." James muttered. Well, this was awkward.

Rachel smiled at him, and crossed the stream, "You're Ebony and Gael's son? Brian James?"

"Yes."

"You look so much like your dad."

"Really?" James was happy to hear that. His dad was his hero.

"Of course." She smiled. Ethanael was trying to disappear without actually moving, but Rachel turned on him, "And don't you start thinking I didn't see that."

"I'm just trying to be welcoming." Ethanael answered, innocently. His arm going around James' shoulders again.

James smiled sweetly at Rachel until she disappeared. "We should go."

"Soon." Ethanael agreed, pulling James closer to him.

He put his arm around Ethanael's waist again and continued talking about his farm. The son of Zeus listened to him talk in silence until it was almost dinner time before he stood reluctantly, "We should go now. Dinner's soon." He offered a hand to James.

James took his hand and stood, "Okay." He headed back the way they came when Izzy came running up to them, grabbing onto him tightly.