"So, I'm sure you have a lot of questions." Flynn said as we drove by a sign that said something, but I can't tell what it was since I cannot read the sign at all. Don't judge me, I was homeless for six years without any exposure to books, and yes, I did learn how to read...at a later point in time, I'll tell you for another time.

'Understatement of the year.' I grumbled internally, wondering what just happened earlier.

"Yeah," I breathed out before shouting, "of course I'll have a lot of questions! What the hell was that? Where are we going? How did no one see a huge giant with one eye?"

"The huge giant is called a cyclops." Flynn corrected me.

"Cyclops, shyclops whatever!" I shouted, "I need to know what is going Flynn, what the hell just happened?!"

Flynn took a deep breath and sighed, his green eyes dulled a bit just before regaining focus. He looked at me and said: "Okay I'll answer your questions one at a time. First of all, I told you that one-eyed giant was a cyclops. Secondly, we're going to a safe place for people like you and me."

"People like me and-" I said, before pausing to think about my next words and continuing, "okay, I have no idea what you just said, I mean people like me? Aren't we human?"

"We are." Flynn responded, "just not the normal kind."

I had no idea on what he meant. Were there more kinds of humans, like are Flynn and I some sort of escaped experiment from the government?

Maybe that's why I was found in the dumpster, my parents didn't want me to be experimented on.

"Alright, Sam." I snapped out of it and immediately paid attention, since this was the first time Officer Flynn called me by my name, "do you know about the Olympian Gods?"

I had no idea what were the Olympian Gods, however, my mouth began to move by instinct.

"Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Ares, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus, and Hades right?" I was shocked because I have no idea who they are, yet I somehow managed to say their names like they were engraved in my mind.

Did I read about them in my missing six years of my life?

"Full marks, Samuel." Flynn breathed out, just as shocked as I am, "you managed to name all the Olympians, along with the God of the Underworld himself."

"What does that mean?" I asked before Flynn grabbed my arm, "hey, what are you-"

"Just a test." Flynn interuppted before taking out a knife and making a small cut my hand.

"Yowch!" I cried out in pain, before pulling back my arm in reflex, "what the hell was that for?!"

"Okay, not a mortal, here's a bandaid by the way." Flynn nonchalantly replied as he gave me a bandaid to put on my wound.

I took a proper look at the knife. The knife was bronze plated and had markings that I couldn't read engraved on the blade. It also had a string with 10 beads tied on the hilt, with each bead being a different color.

"What was that for?" I asked at last, "were you trying to kill me?"

"If I wanted you dead, I would have left you with the cyclops." Flynn exclaimed

"Fair enough." Everything was quiet as we continued driving, "so...what-"

"I did to make sure you weren't a full-blooded mortal who can see through the mist. Guess it turns out you're one of us, a demigod."

"Mist? Demigod? What are those? Restaurants?" I was confused, first he asked me a question, then he cut me with a bronze knife, and now he has said more terms that are unfamiliar to me, yet a nagging feeling in my mind is telling me: 'I should know this'

"No, they are not restaurants. They are, however, related to my previous questions of the Olympian gods." Flynn clarified, "you see, demigods are a...product of a wandering god and a human...you haven't had the Talk yet, did you?"

I shook my head and responded, "I have no idea on what was the Talk. Is it yet another term I don't know, like the Mist?"

"...I'll explain it you later."

I sat there, confused on what he meant, before I noticed that the car had stopped.

"We're here," Flynn said, "we're going to take a walk."

I silently agreed as I took off my seatbelt and exited the car, before following Flynn on a dirty trail. I've just noticed that it was almost sundown and was about to get dark.

"Come on Sam," Flynn said, "we got to get to the camp before more monsters come after us."

"Camp?" I asked, however Flynn did not respond, but instead continued walking down the trail. I relentedly followed after him to not lose sight of him.

After following Flynn, I then arrived at a hill with a tall pine tree at the top of the hill. I then noticed Flynn at the bottom of the hill and began to walk towards him.

"So, you brought me to a tree?" I asked.

"Not just any tree," Flynn assured, "You're looking at the enterance to Camp Half-Blood, the safest place for demigods in the world. Now come on in, it's almost dinner."

At the mention of that, my stomach began to grumble due to hunger. I then realized that I haven't ate at all during the trip. Flynn chuckled at that, while I felt my face going red with embarrassment.

"Right, forgot you get hungry easily. Let's go see Chiron, he should be at the campfire already."

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As we entered the camp, we passed by twelve houses arranged in a U-shape, a big house that was painted blue, and a large field full of strawberries. I was almost planning to steal one until Flynn grabbed my hood and dragged me along.

"Where are even going? Isn't the food over there?" I asked

"Yes, but we're going over there." Flynn pointed towards a white building with music coming from the area. I think I smelt smoke coming from there as well. Flynn then dragged me to the building, and that's when I saw something that will forever be engraved into my mind.

There were kids of all ages sitting around a large campfire, singing a song, with two people standing nearby. One was a plump old man with a Diet Coke in his hand, the other man had completely bedazzled me. Instead of two legs, the bottom half of the man's body consisted of a white body with four legs.

"What-" I began to say before I noticed the horse-man looking at me and Flynn, and began to walk towards Flynn and I.

"Ah, Nathan!" The horse-man exclaimed, "it has been 2 years since I last saw you."

"Good to see you too, Chiron." Flynn...smiled?! Officer Flynn never smiled at all!

"You smiled?!" I shouted, then reclaimed my thoughts, "Wait, never mind that, you two know each other?!"

"Sam-" Flynn said before interrupted by horse-man...I mean Chiron.

"Now, now, Nathan, I'll take from here." Chiron said, "my name is Chiron, although you would have already known that, and you are..."

"Samuel Ashburn, but you can call me Sam."

"Good to meet you, Sam." Chiron shook my hand and turned towards Flynn, "I supposed to told him about who he is?"

"Kind of, but I thought you would be able to explain everything to him a bit better." Flynn shrugged.

Chiron looked at Flynn with a disappointed look on his face. I can tell because Flynn gave me that look every time he found me behind bars. Then Chiron sighed and to turn and finally began to explain everything.

"Sam, I'm sure Nathan here told you about the basics, right?" Chiron said, "the Olympians, the demigods, the Mist?"

"He asked me about the Olympians, got full marks." I replied, "he also told me a bit about demigods, but nothing about the Mist. What is that?"

Chiron looked at Flynn again with a disappointed look, with Flynn looking away (first time I've seen him backing down), and began to explain, "Sam, the Mist is like a force that protects mortal eyes from our world, for example, say you are holding a sword. Through the eyes of a mortal, the sword would appear as a baseball bat."

I nodded and began to listen, Chiron clearly knows the subject better than a certain police officer.

"However," Chiron brought me back to reality, "there are some cases where mortals can see through the mist. We call them clearsight mortals, those the Mist are unable to trick."

"I initially offered Clearsighters, but Chiron refused, saying it will never catch on." Flynn interjected.

"It just sounds a bit dull."

"I think it's cool."

"No, Flynn's right, Clearsighters does sound cool." I nodded.

Flynn looked at Chiron with a smug look and gestured towards me as if saying: 'See, he understands.'

Chiron sighed (again), and said, "Anyway, I'm sure you understand about who you are, right?"

I scratched the back of my head, and confessed, "Kind of, but how do you two-"

"Oh, that's right!" Chiron exclaimed, "you see, Nathan was one of our Cabin counselors, before leaving the job to Luke to go to university."

"Yep, you're looking at Former Cabin Counsellor of Cabin 11." Flynn did a mocking bow, "Nathan Flynn, Son of Hermes at your service."

I stared at the duo until I remembered something that I shouldn't really remembered, but was ingrained into my mind, "Wait a minute, isn't Hermes the God of Thieves?"

"Yeah, ironic isn't it," Flynn sighed, "the son of the God of Thieves becoming a police officer. Hermes must be so disappointed."

"No. No. No, I meant: Are you really serious about me, you," I gestured towards the campfire area, "and everyone over there are children of gods?!"

Both Flynn and Chiron stood there, staring at me as if I didn't have common knowledge, until Flynn responded with a simple "Yes. I thought I told you about this earlier?"

"You did! I just didn't think you were serious." I explained.

"Alright, both of you, settle down." Chiron interjected, "now, how about we head to the Big House and have someting to drink?"

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A/N: Hello there, DarkRebel01 here with another update. I hope that you enjoyed the second chapter of The Ashburn Chronicles, and please don't forget to read and review your thoughts about this chapter.

Anyway, NicolasFiend, my apologies, but Flynn is a older demigod of Hermes who had once trained to Camp Half-Blood and left to study at the New York Police Academy (if there actually is one), and managed to survive living outside of CHB without dying. More about Flynn would be explained in the next chapter and thank you for enjoying the first chapter.

See you next chapter everyone, peace out!