"So you're also being punished?"

We all sat at a round table, Dionysus seemingly uninterested as he ran his finger tip around the metal rim of his Coca Cola.

Frankly I wasn't impressed with earth so far. When we first walked through this supposed camp half blood I expected grand marble architecture and gardens like Olympus had had. But the buildings were generally made out of logs apart from the 12 cabins that represented each god. I was still confused by the purpose of the camp.

"I've been in punishment." Sighed Dionysus.

"For what exactly?" I asked.

Dionysus narrowed his eyes at me, I haven't spoken much since we've first gotten here and I'm not exactly his favorite person.

But he still answered fairly, "Just naughty behavior I guess."

He looked between Apollo and I, a curious frown drawn on his face. "Why are you two being punished?"

We avoided looking at each other and Apollo spoke up, "Drama. That's all. We likely won't be here long, just long enough for Father to get his message across."

Dionysus chuckled, "That explains it then."

I began firing out questions, "What is this place? Who are all those people outside? Is this some sort of military camp-?"

Dionysus held his hand up interrupting me, "Chill. Yeah, it's sort of a military camp. It's full of half blood brats, Demi-gods as we put it."

I pondered for a moment. Demi-gods are technically heroes, so this camp must be a sort of place for them to train outside of the mortal eyesight.

"Demi-gods are offspring of A god and a human correct... so who are their parents?" I asked confused.

Dionysus raised an eyebrow at me and gestured around us like the answer was right in front of me. I frowned in confusion.

Dionysus sighed, "Foolish girl, you have the mind of a child. We're their parents. All of us, Major gods... Apollo and Ares here, they have kids here."

I blushed at the thought. I knew they've had kids, I didn't think they had kids presently. I turned to Ares, "But I thought you were in love with Aphrodite-"

Ares scoffed, "It ain't that deep kid. Gods aren't faithful."

Yet he expected her to be faithful?

I frowned, "But you had me help you manipulate her because you thought she was-"

"Yeah yeah, shut up. I'm not in the mood to talk about it." Ares said waving me off.

"Fine... how many kids do you guys have anyways? One? Two?" I asked looking between Ares and Apollo.

Apollo shrugged, "I dunno."

Ares nodded in agreement.

"Seriously?! You don't know how many kids you have? That's gross." I said in repulsion.

I seemed to have forgotten how promiscuous gods can be.

"Shut up, I'm talking now. Anyways, I'm the camp director here and it sucks. You three are gonna stay out of my way. I would ask you to help but I'd gouge my eyes out if I had to see your faces every day. Ares, you stay in your cabin. Apollo as well, and Shiva-" Dionysus cut in, he paused as he reached my name.

He didn't have any idea what to do with me. I didn't have any kids. I didn't have a cabin. He squeezed his lips into a thin line. "You can stay in Hera's cabin since she technically raised you."

He grinned at his compromising.

Why did Hera have a cabin? She would likely never have kids due to her faithfulness to Zeus, that he never reciprocated. Maybe it was for status? She wanted to feel apart of the camp so had a cabin made for her.

We all got up and left to find our cabins. Apollo stepped away and didn't look back, he didn't speak a word to me. Ares walked next to me with a deep frown, lines forming on his forehead. "You're angry." I pointed out.

"No shit. I don't want to stay with those brats. Don't you think we deserve better a-acomni-erm-foundation-"

"Accommodations?" I corrected.

He quickly nodded, "Yeah, we deserve a castle or somethin. Not bunk with our illegitimate kids."

I shrugged. "I don't have any kids."

He huffed. "That's cause you're a prude. You get that cabin all to yourself!"

"I don't make the rules-" I started.

"If I made the rules you'd be sleeping in the damn rain-"

"You seem angry. Perhaps I should leave you to hash it out, I don't like being yelled at..." I said in defense.

I didn't wait for a response from him and hurried away, I quickly walked towards the middle of cabins, they were laid out in a u shape. I assumed that they were in the same placement as thrones as they all held attributes connected to their "parents". I walked to Hera's cabin, it was next Zeus's and had lavish marble.

Finally, some nice architecture.

I walked inside, it had polished white marble flooring, a high domed celling with murals painted on it like a temple. The cabin was a horizontal rectangle from the door way in the front, columns lined the long rug leading towards the end where a single bed stood made. The bed was right below the Dome, a canopy over it with sheer curtains. There were various dresses with lavish embroidery and decorations.

Why was this places decorated so nicely if no one would ever use it? Why was there only one bed? Did Hera want to flaunt her royalty through the state of her cabin? I had so many questions but I dismissed them and sat down on the comfy bed, pushing the sheet curtains aside.

A orange shirt was folded neatly on the bed and I unfolded it revealing black text that read "Camp Half Blood.".

"Strange." I said shrugging.

I then looked towards what I was wearing and blushed, my clothes were crunchy from being soaked earlier and my shoes were beyond muddy. My hair was in a frenzy and I smelt like the outdoors.

I snapped my fingers in attempt to change my clothes but nothing happened. I huffed confused and stormed out of my cabin. As I reached outside I ran into a small group of girls standing outside my door, the girl in the middle had her fist raised as if she was going to knock.

"O-oh, my bad! We just came by to introduce ourselves. I'm Leah-"

"How do I change my attire and rid my stench mortals?" I interrupted them, not wanting to hear what mundane things they had to say.

The girl in the middle; who had shoulder length black hair and a skinny frame, coughed in embarrassment. Her brown eyes looked at me apologetically, "M-maybe Sylvia can help." She stammered.

I looked to the girl standing left of Leah, she wore a warm smile. She was beautiful compared to the seemingly average girls standing next to her. She had deep olive skin, golden hair, and hazel round eyes.

"That would be me! I'm Sylvia. I can help you." She beamed.

I sized her up and then sighed in defeat, "Very well..."

I stood still and continued staring at the girl, she seemed confused.

I raised an eyebrow at her impatiently, "Well?"

"W-well, we should get you a shower first and maybe brush out your hair; then we can pick you out an outfit." Sylvia recovered.

I looked between the girls, they all wore that same orange shirt I found folded on my bed. "Please tell me I don't have to wear that..."

To my dismay I did.

Sylvia told me to squirt this thick liquid stuff on my head that smelt of strawberry's and scrub. She advised I avoided getting it in my eyes but I ignored her. Let's say I regretted it. There was more thick liquid stuff that made my hair feel silky, and then the soapy liquid that you scrub your whole body with. It took me 2 hours to do all this.

How do humans do this everyday? So tedious, so many crevices!

Afterwards, Sylvia ripped through the tangles in my hair with a brush. It hurt and I almost froze her multiple times. But we endured. Now for the clothes...

I grabbed the dreadful shirt off my bed and she came in with more clothes.

She brought a denim high waisted skirt, white converse, a tank top, and socks.

I wore the tank top under my orange camp shirt, tucked the shirt under the high waisted skirt, and had the white converse on.

(With orange shirt rather than white)

"Simple yet stylish!" Cheered Sylvia,

I was enraged. "WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS??"

She gasped, "W-what?!"

"Are you teasing me?! I should be dressed in fine robes and golden jewelry, not these rags-"

"People on earth don't dress like us gods." Said Apollo, he was standing at the entrance with his arms crossed over his chest. We wore the same orange shirt but with a pair of skinny jeans, black shoes, and a hoodie.

I squeezed my lips into a thin line, I brushed my curly platinum locks over my shoulder and sent him a death glare. "I didn't invite you in."

"I don't use entrances, I take entrances. Get used to it girly." Apollo sneered.

He grinned wickedly.

"I think you look nice Shiva... he's right. Fashion is different here. You're dressed very fashionably for this camp." Assured Sylvia.

I glared at her for a moment and then my face softened, "Really?"

She nodded.

I smiled, "Very well Then! I'm happy to have had your help."

I looked towards Apollo who seemed bored. "You on the other hand, you are NOT fashionable. Where's your denim skirt huh?"

"I don't have a denim skirt you foolish-"

"That's what I thought. Stay poorly dressed!" I retorted.

Sylvia giggled and earned a glare from Apollo.

"Whatever, i came to inform you we have a brief meeting with Chiron." Grumbled Apollo. He turned on his heel and left us.

I looked towards Sylvia with a warm smile, "Tell me Sylvia, who is your godly parent."

"Aphrodite."

My smile fell and my fists clenched in anger.

I couldn't help but feel resentful towards Aphrodite. If it wasn't for her and Ares relationship problems I wouldn't be here. Sylvia frowned as she noticed my change in expression, "Please don't tell me you have beef with her!"

Beef?

"Excuse me? Of course I've had beef with her, all of us gods and goddesses share meals with each other during dinning-"

"That's not what I meant! Just-never mind." Sylvia sighed.

"Very well. I have no qualms with her, but I have to go to this so called meeting. Thank you for your help Sylvia." I Said waving her off.

I walked outside and saw Ares lounging sleepily against a tree, Apollo stood firmly with his arms crossed, The man Chiron was standing before them talking. I walked towards them and waved, "I'm here!"

Chiron looked towards me and smiled, "You've cleaned up nicely."

I nodded.

"I was just telling them about their schedules." Added Chiron.

"Schedules? What schedules?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Schedules for what you'll be doing in camp!"

"I'm going to be doing stuff?!" I gasped.

"That's what I said!" Huffed Ares.

Great.