The "Harry Potter" Saga, belongs to J.K. Rowling. The Saga"The Chronicles of Camp Half-Blood", belongs Rick Riordan.
Three Odd Demigoddesses.
07: The Camp for Demigods.
A week ago, in a training camp for demigods, in the middle of a forest in Scotland, something happened that seemed to everyone ... Unusual.
And that, being Demigods, many had come to face creatures such as Minotaurs, lycanthropes, centaurs, among hundreds of other creatures!
Camp Olympus, had been active, since World War I, and continued to receive the Greco-Roman demigods who used to be born in the United Kingdom (England, Wales and Scotland), so that they would be trained and face threats that rarely, they used to arise.
However, a week ago, a rare Walnut tree emerged in one night, and the eagle symbol, the one that represented Jupiter, appeared carved into that tree, so the Roman "faction" claimed the tree as their own.
The Greek faction left them alone with the idea, to avoid another Civil War (The American war between the Confederates and the Union, turned out to be in fact a war between Greek and Roman demigods).
Camp Olympus was the perfect and almost harmonic fusion and coexistence that had been so sought after.
Although originally, there were only cabins of eleven of the twelve members of the Olympic council, soon after they were built, although the only one that did not exist, was a cabin for the queen of Olympus, it was illogical that Hera/Juno, at some point, would go to have mortal children, because she was the goddess of marriage, and that would be cheating on her husband (no matter how well deserved it was), each cabin was inhabited by the demigods children of that god to whom the cabin belonged and in 1946, they were built more cabins, being U-shaped.
Zeus / Jupiter (It has been empty since World War II).
Poseidon / Neptune (It has been empty since World War II).
Demeter / Ceres.
Ares / Mars.
Athena / Minerva.
Apollo / Apollo (roman and greek, his names were same.)
Artemis/ Diana (Only occupied by the legitimate hunters of Artemis, sometimes, unexpectedly, some girl from the camp was chosen, took the oath and was allowed to be one more).
Hephaestus / Vulcan.
Aphrodite / Venus.
Hermes / Mercury (It was not only occupied by her children, it was also occupied by those who had not been claimed by their parents, for some reason).
Dionysus / Bacchus.
Hades / Pluto.
Iris / Arc.
Hypnos / Somnus
Nemesis / Nemesis
Nike / Victoria.
Hebe / Juventas.
Tyche / Fortuna
Hecate / Trivia.
If we were talking about the stables, Camp Half-Blood would be full of Pegasi, but at Camp Olympus the Thestrals were eating meat.
Between the official Forge of the camp, and the Hephaestus / Vulcans hut there were not many differences, there were always sounds of hammering in both, but in the Forge sometimes there were some cyclopes.
Beyond was the Cabin of the Overseers, Fame, it was a Nymph who was endowed with a special immortality, to be able to take care of the Demigods of Camp Olympus and was appointed director of the camp, and next to her, the Centáuride Kiria, appointed director of activities, she was one more Centáuride from the Forbidden Forest, in which the camp was located, and she had agreed to help Fame; when Persephone and Ceres had asked her several centuries ago.
"Miss Fame, Miss Kiria!", shouted a male and young voice, it was a boy with black hair, eyes and wearing an orange shirt that recognized him as the son of a Greek Olympian, a son of Hephaestus, more specifically.
"What's up, Dominick?" Fama asked.
"The tree of Zeus, come quickly!" The black-haired demigod asked. They both followed the boy.
All the campers, they were around the tree. Around one o'clock in the morning, a feminine face had been carved in a splendid and professional way, in the trunk of the tree, and as the day progressed, the feminine form, was defined more and more, showing a girl. Until, finally determined to do something, Dominick went looking for the principals.
All the residents of the Camp, witnessed, how the bark of the tree began to turn to ash, revealing the previously sculpted girl, become flesh and blood.
how the bark of the tree began to turn to ash, revealing the previously sculpted girl, become flesh and blood.
It would be Fame who would take the girl in her arms, preventing her from hurting herself, when she hit the ground.
"Please, someone bring clothes for the girl," Kiria would ask, everyone came out to carry out the order.
The girl was left in the infirmary, in the care of some sons and daughters of Hermes / Mercury, while Fame began an investigation, along with two sisters, Katherine, daughter of Athena and Laura daughter of Minerva, in order to try to discern what had just happened, and who the girl was, the only thing that was clear to everyone was that she was a demigoddess, otherwise she would have been expelled from the camp, by the magic of the place itself.
Hermes's sons, who had agreed to tend to the girl, said that she would wake up at any moment, and that she had the Jupiter tattoo on her right shoulder blade.
All the demigods of Camp Olympus, had a tattoo in orange or violet ink, in some part of their bodies, that allowed them to recognize themselves as children of some god, but this could appear at any time, and until then, they could be in the Cabin Hermes / Mercury.
The fact that a demigoddess, daughter of one of the three greats, a granddaughter of the youngest son of Cronos and Rhea, was unconscious in the infirmary, was news that had them all going crazy.
Kiria was uneasy, she seemed to study the skies, both during the day and at night, (Especially at night) she seemed to be waiting for death to pounce on the Camp.
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Harriet Evans pov
My name is Harriet Lily (Potter) Evans, I am eight years old, I lost my parents a year or so ago.
My skin is Caucasian, my hair is scarlet red, and my eyes are dark blue.
My mother and stepfather, they educated me at home, they taught me to read and to overcome my dyslexia, they taught me the native English language and Latin.
They taught me about magic, they taught me what magic could do, my stepfather began educating me on wandless magic.
They died on a particularly dark night, at the hands of a Wizard like them, but he was evil, I saw my mother die from a green curse, wanting to protect me. I remember freezing him until his body turned into a statue, and then the statue cracked.
Later, I was taken away with my despicable uncle and my maternal aunt, Petunia Dursley.
I suffered all kinds of verbal and physical abuse, just for possessing magic, or for being better than my cousin in school. For being special.
For being me.
Something happened.
I was able to keep my magic at bay. I was able to stop those weird things from happening, and my life improved from that point on. Until one day, without wanting or planning, something sprouted from my body.
Something took control, my uncle died in my hands, then my aunt and my cousin followed, but I could not control my magic.
My magic turned corrupt.
I remember some wizards standing before me, I remember how my magic killed them all. I remember someone asking us to stop. I remember how a green light went to me.
I remember how lightning struck the place where I was standing.
Then he remembered waking up here.
Where I am?
That's something, I still need to find out.
I've seen teenagers, dressed in purple and orange t-shirts that say
OLYMPUS CAMP.