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Chapter 3

Without my brother here, camp was a lot more stifling and definitely unwelcoming. Chiron did end up speaking with both the athena and the Ares cabins and of course most of the kids, instead of owning up to their own bullying behaviour and changing how they acted, blamed me, calling me a narc or a baby. Annabeth and Clarisse were stuck in KP since they were the ringleaders of the incident, but they were both surprisingly quiet about it.

Their cabins were rallying behind them trying to downplay everything or play it off as a joke or me just being too sensitive.

I didn't care one bit. These people had already shown me their true colors and it was ugly as hell. I would focus on me and mine and everyone else can go to Hades.

Will was my only friend there and he stuck as close to me as he could.

I was still technically a member of the Hermes cabin until I was claimed, but Luke, the cabin councilor, seemed fine with leaving me to my devices, letting me stay in the Poseidon cabin and choosing my own schedule.

I stuck with archery and the healers tent with the Apollo kids, forging with the Hephaestus kids, sewing and beading bracelets with the Aphrodite's kids, and learning modern mythology and practicing with my daggers with Will. Chiron made sure he was there to coach any wrestling or sparring matches with the Ares or Athena kids, so there weren't really anymore issues outside of me sending them to the healers tent for what they started calling their 'rabies shots'.

One of the Ares boys had upgraded my name to 'hellhound' after one of our sessions and I punched him in the dick for it. I got a week of KP for it, luckily on opposite shifts of Annabeth and Clarisse, but I didn't care. How tactless could you be?

Will ended up with KP shortly after me for refusing to heal the guy. It was a first for one of the Apollo kids and I knew people were thinking I was a bad influence on him, but all I could think is that this is what you get for having child volunteers in the healers tent. The closest to an adult at this camp was Chiron, Argus, and the cabin councilors, some of which weren't even 16 yet.

Chiron and I had been talking more lately, because I had questions okay. How the hades were there no other adults at this camp?

Apparently, once a camper reached the age of 18, they just took off because they couldn't be stopped from doing so anymore and they are never heard from again.

Well no duh. If you keep them prisoner for most of their lives, they'll take the first chance you give them to escape and without actually seeing how the world worked for years it wasn't like they would last long even without counting the monsters.

Why don't we have internet or use cell phones to keep in contact with people?

Using a cell phone as a half-blood was apparently like ringing the dinner bell for monsters. Apparently we could use Iris-Messaging or IMing though we do need to pay with a drachma.

There had to be some way of masking or protecting cell phones for half-bloods. More than that there had to be other safe houses besides camp half-blood. Absolutely no way was there only 1 to 2 hundred half-bloods in the entire world. Or even in the entire US.

How the hades do we get drachma and why can we not use regular money?

Regular money is for mortals, if you want to get anywhere with non-mortals you need drachma. Drachma can be found on quests, given by immortals, if you end up employed by an immortal, personally or one of their businesses (apparently Hermes ran the post office and you can choose how to get paid), or you can earn drachma by making weapons like the Hephaestus kids or charmed bracelets and weavings like the Aphrodite and Athena kids. The Hephaestus kids would even pay decent money for kids who have experience and trainings with Mist workings or magic.

Where do you learn to manipulate the Mist or magic?

Chiron could teach manipulating the Mist, but for magic you'd need the favor of Hecate or help from one of the Hecate kids, of which camp Half-blood had a grand total of none.

I wasn't sure if I should admit that I had Hecate's wheel on my shoulder, it was glamored for a reason, right? I did take him up on his offer to train me in Mist manipulation, though.

Someone tossed a newspaper at the Poseidon cabin door when I was sleeping and when I went to look at it, there he was. My brother on the front page choking out an old lady, who kept switching back and forth between a little old biker lady and a demonic fury, with one of his chains and a fierce and irritated look on his face.

I stayed in that day and Will joined me shortly after noon, citing his worry for my mental health in order to get in through the door and stay with me. In all honesty I was torn between cackling with laughter and repeatedly banging my head against the wall so Will might be onto something. My brother would never be able to go into the mortal world again without being accused of being a criminal. If he survived this he wasn't going back out into the mortal world without Mist manipulation training.

"We've got to find a way for half-bloods to get actual jobs that won't be hindered by half-blood bullshit." I mutter, face first in my pillow.

"Language." Will said absentmindedly, his mind on the picture of Percy riding a fury and choking it out from behind with one of his chains, "Is that why he wears chains?"

"Yep."

"I thought monsters could only be killed by celestial bronze?" The walking ray of sunshine asked, curiously, absolutely confused with how Percy had even managed something like that.

"Weaker monsters and some monsters can be killed with anything. Other monsters can only be killed certain ways. Celestial bronze certainly helps, but neither me or my brother have more than a month and half of experience with swords, archery or daggers nor did either of us have access to celestial bronze, so I'm not surprised he fell back on what he knew." I explained to my pillow.

My bed bounced and I yelped and turned to look at Will in surprise, he was starring at me incredulously, "Your brother has choked people out before with a chain?"

"What? No!" I glared up at him, before explaining, "Because I can switch back and forth between genders our... mom couldn't keep the fact that we were half-bloods from us as we were growing up. So we've always known about that, not who our father is but that we were hunted by monsters because they could smell our father on us."

It was easier talking about her now, still stung, but sharing her with Will, who I knew would be respectful, somehow made it easier.

"The moment Percy realized we were in danger he started taking self defense and martial arts classes. He said it was his duty as my older brother to protect me and he's been doing so ever since, no matter what monster tracked us down." I continued, explaining. Telling him about Percy killing a monster with only a trashcan lid, how mom had forced me to go to self defense and martial arts classes as well afterwards. How Percy came to begin wearing chains and fingerless biker gloves. How it was Percy's idea to start carrying collapsible staffs. How we'd found out about our ability to use hydro-kinesis and hyper regeneration. How I'd realized that I preferred healing when I ended up covered in hellhound guts and had to head home in the middle of New York looking like a Carrie horror movie scene. How Percy and mom admitted to preferring me to heal anyway, especially after that night.

Will let me talk and I ended up doing so for most of the day, until finally Chiron knocked on my door and told us it was time for dinner.

We went for dinner, ignoring the 'knowing' looks from the other campers. Apparently eight wasn't too young for people to think you're in a relationship? Or at least heading that way?

Whatever, I grabbed a cheeseburger or two, tossed one into the fire with a short prayer to Lord Dionysus and Lord Hades.

Admittedly the prayer to Hades went along the lines of, 'leave my brother alone, asshole,' which I thought was highly deserved considering the Fury my brother was forced to ride but probably didn't earn me any points.

After that day I tried to stay busy and keep my mind off of my brother. I'd started making some head way in my Mist training and my archery was decent. My bead bracelets were coming out very well, in fact I'd somehow managed to apply my mist training to them and what Chiron had called wish magic. That was an ordeal let me tell you.

"Castor, were you aware that you are weaving wish magic into your beaded bracelets while you make them?" Chiron had asked with an air of frustration.

I was literally in the middle of another bracelet at that moment and my mind was a little pre-occupied with it, "Nope but I wouldn't be surprised. Mom always did tell me to be very careful about making things with Hecate's Wheel on my shoulder."

It didn't occur to me until Will had come up to me later that night, shaking me back and forth, saying, "What's this I hear about you claiming to have Hecate's Wheel on your shoulder?"

I shoved him off, and yelped, "What?! When did I say that?!"

He threw his hands up in the air, exclaiming, "You told Chiron that when you were beading on the lakeshore today! Chiron says you were weaving wish magic into your bracelets right in front of him!"

I yelled at him, my face flaming in embarrassment, "You can't ask me questions when I'm beading near water damnit! I answer without thinking!"

"Was it a lie?!" He answered his own question before I could, "It couldn't be. Chiron said he saw you weaving wish magic. So you have to have the ability."

I was nervously rolling a two inch ball of ice in my hands and tapping my right foot in the sand trying to figure out if I was actually in trouble for saying that. It was true but it was also glamored and I wasn't sure if I needed to be able to prove it.

It was also at this point that Annabeth headed straight for me screaming her head off that my brother had blown up a national monument and before I could catch myself the damn ice ball pelted straight for her head. For the record, I did not throw it at her. I do however have hydro-kinesis and I was very nervous at the time.

Will snickered at me when I got back from KP duty that night. I'd earned it for disrespecting Chiron (I'd been angry at him for tell people what I'd said; side note I called him a gossipy old hen) and giving Annabeth a giant goose egg (good thing half-bloods were more durable than mortals). I'd just finished KP duty the day before and now I had another week, this time without Will and with Annabeth (when she wasn't seeing three of everything), who'd earned herself KP by running up and screaming at me threateningly for something my brother did.

Also I'm a little concerned about how my brother's quest was going but also very amused with what I'm hearing and a little more concerned with my brother's criminal record.

"So?" Will asked, a lot calmer and a little more amused with me, "Where is it?"

I sighed, "I don't even know if you can see it. Percy can. Mom couldn't."

Will shrugged, "Maybe it's hidden from mortals?"

I shook my head, "Mom was clear-sighted."

I lifted my right short sleeve of my shoulder and questioned, "Can you see it?"

Will nodded, "Clear-sighted mortal are an anomaly, Cas. We still don't understand them. They can see things even we as demigods can't. That is the Favored Mark of Hecate, though. If Lady Hecate wanted to hide her mark from a mortal she could do it easily."

"What about the other three?" I asked, frustrated suddenly.

Will frowned, "What other three?"

I took off my gloves and showed him the back of my hands.

He frowned warily at me, "I don't see them."

How is it that he can see Hecate's Wheel but not the others?

"Wait, Castor, you told Chiron about Hecate's Wheel! And he told others! That's how I heard about it! What if other people can only see it after you've told them?" Will was practically glowing with excitement... actually he was literally glowing in the dark..

I snorted, that's somehow hilarious, "Will, snrk... William, you're lit up like a night light!"

He looks himself over and his face turns red, in anger or embarrassment, I don't know, but it's even funnier and I'm snorting and snickering when he finally snaps, "Shut up!"

I calm myself and do my best not to look at him, but I can't help but smile because it's dark by the creek in the forest but he's throwing off enough light that the shadows are moving oddly.

"I've got Artemis' symbol on my right hand, Hestia's symbol on my left bicep, and someone else's symbol on my left hand. We couldn't figure that one out."

He grabs my right hand and examines it, "Yeah, that's it then. You have to tell people about them and show them before they can see it."

He grabs my left to examine it as well, "I don't know this one either, but if I come across it, I'll let you know."

And that's that. We both head to bed and I stare up at my ceiling and wonder if Will noticed that I had tensed when he'd grabbed my left hand. The hand that radiated the aura of death. The hand that made people so uncomfortable. That kept me from making friends for years.

I sigh and turn on my side to get some sleep. I had KP duty tomorrow. With Annabeth and I was not looking forward to that at all.

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