Hey guys. I'm rewriting most of my stories because when I began writing them, I wasn't good at being, how you say... descriptive with what I meant. So, here I am with a re-written version of my first story, Camp Half Titan. If you want to know why I re-wrote it, feel free to ask.

AJ's POV

My dream went like this:

I was standing in a long hall, the throne room of the Titans. At the end of the hall, the tall throne of Kronos glowed in the dim light, tendrils of fog and smoke curling off of the newly growing throne.

The Titan Lord himself sat down next to it, smirking at me.

"Just how do you and your friends expect to destroy us? We are much stronger than you. We know all you can do. We created you" his voice was like melted gold, or a knife scraping down a rock. "Give up. And you will get rewards beyond measure..."

I bolt straight up, panting and sweating hard. Dreams, I'm used to them. They normally send messages to a demi-titan, sent by the enemy. But, they could be helpful. I didn't even know we were fighting Kronos, let alone that he was rising.

I toss the covers off my bed and climb out onto the hard floor. Groaning, I stand up straight and rub sleep out of my eyes.

It takes me a second to register the bolt of light coming from my door. Emma, my best friend and... (partial!) crush, walks in, and I realize I'm in my boxers and a t-shirt.

"Hi?" I ask and put a pillow over my crotch.

"Sorry!" she squeaks out, backing out slowly.

That's Emma. Emmalina Kate Jones. Her dad is Oceanus, Titan of the seas. Today, her black hair curled down her back, with her bangs coming to her eye brows. Her midnight blue eyes were hard to see behind her bangs, but you could see them flash in the night. She has two sisters, Raina and Reagan. Reagan isn't a half-blood though.

I notice the flash of a camera and see my friend Lo walk by her.

Lo. He was an...interesting one. Lore John Trenmon. An easy bronze color on his hair, and hazel eyes to go with it. He was a son of Kronos. I think we all know who he is...

"Ha ha. Very funny." I roll my eyes and walk into my bathroom, changing into a pair of blue jeans and a simple t-shirt.

Luckily for me, being the only child of Perses at Camp Half Titan, I have a cabin to myself. I've always wanted a sibling though, and Lo is like the brother I never had.

I jog out of the Perses cabin and catch up with him and Emma, heading to the Dining Pavilion.

"Hey guys!" I say, putting my arm onto his shoulder.

"Hey AJ," Emma says, and I smile at her.

Yup, that's me. Alexander Reese Jacobs. Most people call me AJ (Alex is to boring for me). The one and only non-godly child of Perses (that I know of). Basically, I destroy.

"Lo, if you put that picture on Facebook, I swear on the Titan Styx I will murder you with your own scythe." I say grimly then laugh. "I won't do that, but I swear... Remember I have blackmail on you. Remember that night at the Rhea cabin?"

His eyes widen. "You wouldn't."

I pull out my phone. "I believe I would. I remember that night clear as day."

"Ah, I'm just messing with you." he pulls out his camera and deletes the picture of me, proving he won't do anything he regrets.

"Good." I laugh and put one arm around him, and the other around Emma, receiving a blush and smirk out of her.

We walk into the Pavilion, and get our breakfast. A huge buffet to choose from, I pile my plate high with pancakes, bacon, and raisin toast. I pour a glass of orange juice, and walk over to the Perses table.

Emma comes over and sits down next to me, breaking the one real rule about eating: Never sit at someone else's table. But, eh. No one ever listens to that, and Helios doesn't care really. Lo and my friend Alan, both sons of Kronos, come over and join us.

Alan was different than most demi-titans. You see, Alan Chase Verucci was raised in Italy. He was blessed by Prometheus and Atlas, so he can make fire and is strong.

I'm pretty cool with most of the cabins at camp... Other than the Rhea cabin, thanks to that one night. Lo and I had gotten caught spying on them, just trying to bug them. I outran Lo that night... and next I saw him, he had grass braided into his bangs, and roses painted on his face. I have the video for proof... but I've been told to not show it.

That's when Arianna comes up.

Arianna Kai Lee is hard to describe. She's like the Asian, straight-haired version of Emma. Long, black, straight hair and bangs to her eyebrows. Under that, is her sharp black eyes. She's hot-tempered. Very sarcastic, and witty. But, she tends to save our butts, way more than she should.

Raina walks up behind Emma and sits down on the other side of the table.

Raina Grace Jones is eight years old, with a light tan from coming to camp for eight years. Light blonde hair, and ocean green eyes. Same as Emma, daughter of Oceanus. FUN FACT! Emma and Raina are the only biological siblings of Camp Half-Titan.

"Hey Raina." I say. She smiles.

"Hey!" she squeaks, and waves one of her friends—who I've known even before I started camp, and is like my little sister—Katie Beth over here.

Even though its breakfast, she has her bow slung over her back, a quiver at her shoulder.

"Sup, Katie Beth?" I say, having a mouth full of food as she approaches our table.

"Not much, AJ." she replies.

Katherine Elizabeth Nicks is one of the smallest kids at camp, probably because she is the youngest one we have here. She's seven, small in stature. Her face is framed in dark brown hair, braided down the back and pulled up in Old Camo, her camouflage bandanna she never takes off for some reason. When she was about five, I found her in a trash can in an alley. I couldn't leave her, so I took her to Camp Half-Titan, and she was claimed by Phoebe, Titaness of mystery.

"So, there was this squirrel outside my cabin, and my cabin was all 'Oh we have to kill it!' so I took my arrow and shot it right through its eye! Anyone want to see?"

An awkward silence filled the air.

"Fine, then don't see my dead squirrel." she stated, a little annoyed.

She sits next to Raina, and that's when I notice something out of the corner of my eye.

It would be hard not to notice the beam of light erupting on top of the table next to us.

So, not as descriptive as the next chapter, just a bit more edited version of the last one.

~PerseusSlayerOfMedusa