Everyone nodded as they all had the bare idea of what happened in this chapter. Artemis began to read aloud.
(Word of the bathroom incident spread immediately. Wherever I went, campers pointed at me and murmured something about toilet water. Or maybe they were just staring at Annabeth, who was still pretty much dripping wet. )
Athena glared at the sea spawn for getting her daughter drenched.
"Yeah, it wasn't great but at least I wasn't doused with toilet water." Annabeth shrugged.
Ares and Clarisse both glared at Percy who just shrugged.
(She showed me a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough. )
"I think we might build one of those when we return to Camp Jupiter. It seems like a good piece of training equipment." Reyna says thoughtfully looking to Jason to see if he agreed.
Jason thought about it before nodding at her and saying
"It's actually quite hard to conquer. I think it would a nice challenge for us."
(Finally we returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins. 'I've got training to do,' Annabeth said flatly. 'Dinner's at seven thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall.' 'Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets.' 'Whatever.' 'It wasn't my fault.' )
Everyone gave Percy a look.
(She looked at me sceptically, and I realized it was my fault. I'd made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures. I didn't understand how. But the toilets had responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing)
At that sentence, everyone began laughing hysterically.
Percy grumbled and sank into his seat.
When everyone was done laughing, Artemis began to read again.
('You need to talk to the Oracle,' Annabeth said.)
"What?" Poseidon asked shocked, "Why would you need to see the Oracle?"
('Who?' 'Not who. What. The Oracle. I'll ask Chiron.' I stared into the lake, wishing somebody would give me a straight answer for once. )
"So do we." grumbled all the demigods.
(I wasn't expecting anybody to be looking back at me from the bottom, so my heart skipped a beat when I noticed two teenage girls sitting cross-legged at the base of the pier, about five metres below. They wore blue jeans and shimmering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loose around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out. They smiled and waved as if I were a long-lost friend. I didn't know what else to do. I waved back.)
Poseidon smiled at his son interacting with his subjects.
('Don't encourage them,' Annabeth warned. 'Naiads are terrible flirts.' 'Naiads,' I repeated, feeling completely overwhelmed. 'That's it. I want to go home now.')
"Now? Now is when you decide it's too much?" Will asked Percy shocked.
Percy shrugged, "It was just piling up with no time to sort through any of it."
(Annabeth frowned. 'Don't you get it, Percy? You are home. This is the only safe place on earth for kids like us.' 'You mean, mentally disturbed kids?' 'I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human.' 'Half-human and half-what?' 'I think you know.' I didn't want to admit it, but I was afraid I did. I felt a tingling in my limbs, a sensation I sometimes felt when my mom talked about my dad. 'God,' I said. 'Half-god.' )
"I think he's finally understanding." Apollo said smirking.
Percy gave the God a small glare but it had no heat to it.
(Annabeth nodded. 'Your father isn't dead. Percy. He's one of the Olympians.' 'That's… crazy.' 'Is it? What's the most common thing gods did in the old stories? They ran around falling in love with humans and having kids with them. Do you think they've changed their habits in the last few millennia?')
"Nope." the demigods all chirped.
"You all wouldn't be here if we did." Zeus grumbles to himself.
Percy hearing Zeus just rolled his eyes.
('But those are just –' I almost said myths again. Then I remembered Chiron's warning that in two thousand years, I might be considered a myth. 'But if all the kids here are half-gods –' 'Demigods,' Annabeth said. 'That's the official term. Or half-bloods.' 'Then who's your dad?' )
Thalia winced, knowing that was the wrong to ask.
(Her hands tightened around the pier railing. I got the feeling I'd just trespassed on a sensitive subject. 'My dad is a professor at West Point,' she said. 'I haven't seen him since I was very small. He teaches American history.' 'He's human.' 'What? You assume it has to be a male god who finds a human female attractive? How sexist is that?' 'Who's your mom, then?' )
Athena frowned at the obvious bad blood between her daughter and her father.
('Cabin six.' 'Meaning?' Annabeth straightened. 'Athena. Goddess of wisdom and battle.' Okay, I thought. Why not? 'And my dad?' 'Undetermined,' Annabeth said, 'like I told you before. Nobody knows.')
"I actually had an idea after the bathroom incident but I didn't want to think it possible." Annabeth said frowning.
('Except my mother. She knew.' 'Maybe not, Percy. Gods don't always reveal their identities.' 'My dad would have. He loved her.' )
Poseidon smiled, hoping he'd be able to meet Sally soon after they were able to leave this place.
(Annabeth gave me a cautious look. She didn't want to burst my bubble. 'Maybe you're right. Maybe he'll send a sign. That's the only way to know for sure: your father has to send you a sign claiming you as his son. Sometimes it happens.' 'You mean sometimes it doesn't?')
"Nope, even though you'd think they would. We're your kids." Thalia said glaring at the gods.
(Annabeth ran her palm along the rail. 'The gods are busy. They have a lot of kids and they don't always… Well, sometimes they don't care about us, Percy. They ignore us.')
"It took you five years to claim me." Chris told Hermes, "And we were in the middle of a war at that point."
Hermes frowned at not claiming his son sooner and allowing him to think he didn't care.
"They wonder why demigods rallied against them." Nico muttered to himself but still some Gods heard him.
The Gods that heard grew alarmed as the pieces began to paint a not-so-pretty picture of their future.
(I thought about some of the kids I'd seen in the Hermes cabin, teenagers who looked sullen and depressed, as if they were waiting for a call that would never come. I'd known kids like that at Yancy Academy, shuffled off to boarding school by rich parents who didn't have the time to deal with them. But gods should behave better. )
"Excuse me?" Hera asked outraged.
"You're not excused. At least the minor gods had a reason for not claiming their kids as they had no place to go." Percy said snarling at her, "We don't ask to be made but we are the ones who have to deal with your problems."
"The law..." Zeus began before he was interrupted by his daughter.
"Maybe if you all had actually been there and didn't treat us like tools to use and dispose of us as you like. We might actually have respected you." Thalia said, "But you aren't there and we killed left and right for what sometimes can't even be called a quest but a chore."
The gods were silent at the lecture they had just been given. Some thought that they had a lot to think about.
('So I'm stuck here,' I said. 'That's it? For the rest of my life?' 'It depends,' Annabeth said. 'Some campers only stay the summer. If you're a child of Aphrodite or Demeter, you're probably not a real powerful force. The monsters might ignore you, so you can get by with a few months of summer training and live in the mortal world the rest of the year. But for some of us, it's too dangerous to leave. We're year-rounders. In the mortal world, we attract monsters. They sense us. They come to challenge us. Most of the time, they'll ignore us until we're old enough to cause trouble – about ten or eleven years old – but after that most demigods either make their way here, or they get killed off. A few manage to survive in the outside world and become famous. Believe me, if I told you the names, you'd know them. Some don't even realize they're demigods. But very, very few are like that.' 'So monsters can't get in here?')
"Because of me." grinned Thalia.
Percy and Nico smiled at her, while the others either rolled their eyes or shook their heads.
(Annabeth shook her head. 'Not unless they're intentionally stocked in the woods or specially summoned by somebody on the inside.' 'Why would anybody want to summon a monster?' 'Practice fights. Practical jokes.' 'Practical jokes?')
"We don't do that anymore." the Strolls said solemnly.
The ones who didn't know what had happened (which was most of them) frowned wondering what had caused them to stop summoning creatures.
('The point is, the borders are sealed to keep mortals and monsters out. From the outside, mortals look into the valley and see nothing unusual, just a strawberry farm.' 'So… you're a year-rounder?' Annabeth nodded. From under the collar of her T-shirt she pulled a leather necklace with five clay beads of different colours. It was just like Luke's, except Annabeth's also had a big gold ring strung on it, like a college ring. 'I've been here since I was seven,' she said. 'Every August, on the last day of summer session, you get a bead for surviving another year. I've been here longer than most of the counsellors, and they're all in college.' 'Why did you come so young?')
Athena and Thalia frowned at that question. One wondering as well and one who knew the story.
(She twisted the ring on her necklace. 'None of your business.' 'Oh.' I stood there for a minute in uncomfortable silence. 'So… I could just walk out of here right now if I wanted to?' 'It would be suicide, but you could, with Mr D's or Chiron's permission. But they wouldn't give permission until the end of the summer session unless…' 'Unless?' 'You were granted a quest. But that hardly ever happens. The last time...' Her voice trailed off. I could tell from her tone that the last time hadn't gone well. )
The Gods, Romans, and new Greeks wondered what had happened to cause the quests to stop being handed out.
('Back in the sick room,' I said, 'when you were feeding me that stuff –' 'Ambrosia.' 'Yeah. You asked me something about the summer solstice.' Annabeth's shoulders tensed. 'So you do know something?' 'Well… no. Back at my old school, I overheard Grover and Chiron talking about it. Grover mentioned the summer solstice. He said something like we didn't have much time, because of the deadline. What did that mean?')
The Gods wondered at that as well hoping they would find out soon.
(She clenched her fists. 'I wish I knew. Chiron and the satyrs, they know, but they won't tell me. Something is wrong in Olympus, something pretty major. Last time I was there, everything seemed so normal.' 'You've been to Olympus?')
The Romans looked shocked that the Greeks had been allowed on Olympus while they hardly ever saw gods and barely left their home.
('Some of us year-rounders – Luke and Clarisse and I and a few others – we took a field trip during winter solstice. That's when the gods have their big annual council.' 'But… how did you get there?' 'The Long Island Railroad, of course. You get off at Penn Station. Empire State Building, special elevator to the six-hundredth floor.' She looked at me like she was sure I must know this already. 'You are a New Yorker, right?' 'Oh, sure.' As far as I knew, there were only a hundred and two floors in the Empire State Building, but I decided not to point that out. )
"You knew how many floors there were without Annabeth saying anything?" Nico asked Percy shocked.
"I do know somethings." Percy grumbles at Nico.
('Right after we visited,' Annabeth continued, 'the weather got weird, as if the gods had started fighting. A couple of times since, I've overheard satyrs talking. The best I can figure out is that something important was stolen. And if it isn't returned by summer solstice, there's going to be trouble. When you came, I was hoping… I mean – Athena can get along with just about anybody, except for Ares. And of course she's got the rivalry with Poseidon. But, I mean, aside from that, I thought we could work together. I thought you might know something.)
"I assume something of Zeus's was taken as he is the one who has tried to kill you quite a bit." Athena said thinking out loud, "But something of Hade's could've been taken as well as he is also after the boy and Zeus could just be trying to kill him because of the Oath."
Zeus and Hades looked shocked that something of importance could have been taken from.
Percy, Annabeth, and Grover look at each other in shock but thinking that they shouldn't be. If anyone could figure it out would be Athena.
Athena looks at them and says, "I would assume I'm right to some extent as you three are looking like that."
Percy and Grover looked to Annabeth to answer her mom.
"I'm not saying anything, mother." Annabeth said to her mom.
Athena narrowed her eyes but nodded knowing her daughter would say nothing.
(I shook my head. I wished I could help her, but I felt too hungry and tired and mentally overloaded to ask any more questions. 'I've got to get a quest,' Annabeth muttered to herself. 'I'm not too young. If they would just tell me the problem…')
"Annie, you don't need to know everything." Thalia said to her friend worriedly.
"I know. I was just getting cabin fever which isn't an excuse." Annabeth said frowning.
Athena looked at Annabeth and said " Your pride is getting to you, daughter."
Annabeth just nodded knowing she was right.
(I could smell barbecue smoke coming from somewhere nearby. Annabeth must've heard my stomach growl. She told me to go on, she'd catch me later. I left her on the pier, tracing her finger across the rail as if drawing a battle plan.)
Annabeth smiled at Percy for having noticed that little quirk of hers.
(Back at cabin eleven, everybody was talking and horsing around, waiting for dinner. For the first time, I noticed that a lot of the campers had similar features: sharp noses, upturned eyebrows, mischievous smiles. They were the kind of kids that teachers would peg as troublemakers. Thankfully, nobody paid much attention to me as I walked over to my spot on the floor and plopped down with my Minotaur horn. )
"He didn't even let that thing go in your sleep." Conner grumbled.
(The counsellor, Luke, came over. He had the Hermes family resemblance, too. It was marred by that scar on his right cheek, but his smile was intact. 'Found you a sleeping bag,' he said. 'And here, I stole you some toiletries from the camp store.' I couldn't tell if he was kidding about the stealing part. )
"He wasn't." Hermes and his kids said at the same time.
(I said, 'Thanks.' 'No prob.' Luke sat next to me, pushed his back against the wall. 'Tough first day?' 'I don't belong here,' I said. 'I don't even believe in gods.' 'Yeah,' he said. 'That's how we all started. Once you start believing in them? It doesn't get any easier.')
The demigods all nodded at that, most not really happy with agreeing with Luke.
The Gods frowned.
(The bitterness in his voice surprised me, because Luke seemed like a pretty easygoing guy. He looked like he could handle just about anything. 'So your dad is Hermes?' I asked. He pulled a switchblade out of his back pocket, and for a second I thought he was going to gut me, but he just scraped the mud off the sole of his sandal.)
The demigods who knew Luke's true allegiance all grumbled while the others looked confused as to why they were grumbling.
"He probably thought about it at some point." Nico murmured to Percy.
Percy nodded at that, thinking he was most likely right.
(Yeah. Hermes.' 'The wing-footed messenger guy.' 'That's him. Messengers. Medicine. Travellers, merchants, thieves. Anybody who uses the roads. That's why you're here, enjoying cabin eleven's hospitality. Hermes isn't picky about who he sponsors.' I figured Luke didn't mean to call me a nobody. He just had a lot on his mind.)
The ones in the know scoffed.
Hermes frowned wondering at the way his son was acting.
('You ever meet your dad?' I asked. 'Once.' I waited, thinking that if he wanted to tell me, he'd tell me. Apparently, he didn't. I wondered if the story had anything to do with how he got his scar)
"It didn't." Percy muttered.
(Luke looked up and managed a smile. 'Don't worry about it, Percy. The campers here, they're mostly good people. After all, we're extended family, right? We take care of each other.' He seemed to understand how lost I felt, and I was grateful for that, because an older guy like him – even if he was a counsellor – should've steered clear of an uncool middle-schooler like me. But Luke had welcomed me into the cabin. He'd even stolen me some toiletries, which was the nicest thing anybody had done for me all day. )
Annabeth sighed at how much Percy already trusted Luke and it had only been two days.
(I decided to ask him my last big question, the one that had been bothering me all afternoon. 'Clarisse, from Ares, was joking about me being "Big Three" material. Then Annabeth… twice, she said I might be "the one". She said I should talk to the Oracle. What was that all about?' Luke folded his knife. 'I hate prophecies.' )
"So do we." all the demigods said as one.
('What do you mean?' His face twitched around the scar. 'Let's just say I messed things up for everybody else. The last two years, ever since my trip to the Garden of the Hesperides went sour, Chiron hasn't allowed any more quests. Annabeth's been dying to get out into the world. She pestered Chiron so much he finally told her he already knew her fate. He'd had a prophecy from the Oracle. He wouldn't tell her the whole thing, but he said Annabeth wasn't destined to go on a quest yet. She had to wait until… somebody special came to the camp.' 'Somebody special.' )
"Oh. That's what you meant earlier." Frank said to Annabeth who nodded.
('Don't worry about it, kid,' Luke said. 'Annabeth wants to think every new camper who comes through here is the omen she's been waiting for. Now, come on, it's dinnertime.' The moment he said it, a horn blew in the distance. Somehow, I knew it was a conch shell, even though I'd never heard one before. )
"That would be your powers coming into play." Poseidon told his son.
"Yeah, I figured it that it had to do with you later." Percy said to his dad.
(Luke yelled, 'Eleven, fall in!' The whole cabin, about twenty of us, filed into the commons yard. We lined up in order of seniority, so of course I was dead last. Campers came from the other cabins, too, except for the three empty cabins at the end, and cabin eight, which had looked normal in the daytime, but was now starting to glow silver as the sun went down)
Artemis smiled at the mention of her cabin.
(We marched up the hill to the mess hall pavilion. Satyrs joined us from the meadow. Naiads emerged from the canoeing lake. A few other girls came out of the woods – and when I say out of the woods, I mean straight out of the woods. I saw one girl, about nine or ten years old, melt from the side of a maple tree and come skipping up the hill. )
"It was weird seeing it the first time." Percy said aloud.
(In all, there were maybe a hundred campers, a few dozen satyrs, and a dozen assorted wood nymphs and naiads.)
Piper, Leo, and Jason frowned and looked at each other.
"Aren't there fewer demigods in camp than a hundred now?" Piper asked.
"We told you there was a war before you came. We lost people." Annabeth said shrugging sadly, "Sure, because of the new cabins we are adding new demigods from the minor gods and upping our numbers but it will be a while before get back to that high a number."
The Gods with kids were all saddened at the loss of their children's lives.
(At the pavilion, torches blazed around the marble columns. A central fire burned in a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub. Each cabin had its own table, covered in white cloth trimmed in purple. Four of the tables were empty, but cabin eleven's was way overcrowded. I had to squeeze on to the edge of a bench with half my butt hanging off.)
"Thank the Gods, we built new benches." Percy said grinning.
"Why didn't you move somewhere else?" Gwen asked.
"It was against the rules to sit outside your parent's house." Percy said shrugging.
(I saw Grover sitting at table twelve with Mr D, a few satyrs and a couple of plump blond boys who looked just like Mr D. Chiron stood to one side, the picnic table being way too small for a centaur. Annabeth sat at table six with a bunch of serious-looking athletic kids, all with her grey eyes and honey-blonde hair. Clarisse sat behind me at Ares's table. She'd apparently gotten over being hosed down, because she was laughing and belching right alongside her friends. )
"I would have sat with the Ares cabin if it meant not sitting on the edge." Percy said to Clarisse who grimaced at the thought of Prissy sitting at her dad's table.
(Finally, Chiron pounded his hoof against the marble floor of the pavilion, and everybody fell silent. He raised a glass. 'To the gods!' Everybody else raised their glasses. 'To the gods!' Wood nymphs came forward with platters of food: grapes, apples, strawberries, cheese, fresh bread and yes, barbecue! My glass was empty, but Luke said, 'Speak to it. Whatever you want – non-alcoholic, of course.' I said, 'Cherry Coke.' The glass filled with sparkling caramel liquid. Then I had an idea. 'Blue Cherry Coke.')
"You and your blue food." Katie grinned at Percy, who just winked at her.
(The soda turned a violent shade of cobalt. I took a cautious sip. Perfect. I drank a toast to my mother. She's not gone, I told myself. Not permanently, anyway. She's in the Underworld. And if that's a real place, then some day…)
"I. Will. Kill. You." Hades told Percy staring him in the eye.
Percy, Grover, and Annabeth were starting to get worried about his reaction to when they had to go to the Underworld.
Nico just started snickering.
('Here you go, Percy,' Luke said, handing me a platter of smoked brisket. I loaded my plate and was about to take a big bite when I noticed everybody getting up, carrying their plates towards the fire in the centre of the pavilion. I wondered if they were going for dessert or something. )
"Really?" Annabeth asked Percy fondly.
"I knew nothing at this point." Percy said grinning.
('Come on,' Luke told me. As I got closer, I saw that everyone was taking a portion of their meal and dropping it into the fire, the ripest strawberry, the juiciest slice of beef, the warmest, most buttery roll. Luke murmured in my ear, 'Burnt offerings for the gods. They like the smell.')
"Especially, my brother and Hermes." Artemis said looking up from the book.
"Hey!" Apollo and Hermes cried.
Artemis smirked at them before reading again.
('You're kidding.' His look warned me not to take this lightly, but I couldn't help wondering why an immortal, all-powerful being would like the smell of burning food.)
Apollo and Hermes started muttering to themselves about disrespectful demigods.
(Luke approached the fire, bowed his head, and tossed in a cluster of fat red grapes. 'Hermes.' I was next. I wished I knew what god's name to say. Finally, I made a silent plea. Whoever you are, tell me. Please. I scraped a big slice of brisket into the flames. When I caught a whiff of the smoke, I didn't gag.)
Poseidon hoped he claimed Percy soon.
(It smelled nothing like burning food. It smelled of hot chocolate and freshly baked brownies, hamburgers on the grill and wildflowers, and a hundred other good things that shouldn't have gone well together, but did. I could almost believe the gods could live off that smoke)
"Guess who tried to do just that?" Aphrodite asked rhetorically, smirking at Apollo and Hermes.
Apollo and Hermes glared at her.
(When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for our attention. Mr D got up with a huge sigh. 'Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director, Chiron, says the next capture the flag is Friday. Cabin five presently holds the laurels.')
"Those are my kids!" Ares yelled out grinning at Clarisse who was there.
Clarisse grinned, blushing as her father praised her and her siblings.
(A bunch of ugly cheering rose from the Ares table. 'Personally,' Mr D continued, 'I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new camper today. Peter Johnson.')
Poseidon glared at Dionysus for getting his name wrong.
Percy shrugged used to it.
(Chiron murmured something. 'Er, Percy Jackson,' Mr D corrected. 'That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on.' Everybody cheered. We all headed down towards the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led a sing-along. We sang camp songs about the gods and ate toasted marshmallows and joked around, and the funny thing was, I didn't feel that anyone was staring at me any more. I felt that I was home.)
Everyone smiled.
The demigods felt the exact same way when they first arrived at camp.
(Later in the evening, when the sparks from the campfire were curling into a starry sky, the conch horn blew again, and we all filed back to our cabins. I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I collapsed on my borrowed sleeping bag.)
"It was a long day." Percy said sighing.
(My fingers curled around the Minotaur horn. I thought about my mom, but I had good thoughts: her smile, the bedtime stories she would read me when I was a kid, the way she would tell me not to let the bedbugs bite.)
"Awww." most of the girls uttered.
Percy blushes at these thoughts coming out.
(When I closed my eyes, I fell asleep instantly. That was my first day at Camp Half-Blood. I wish I'd known how briefly I would get to enjoy my new home.)
"Well, that wasn't ominous." Apollo said grinning.
Hestia looked out the window to see it was midday.
"I think we can call a lunch break, don't you?"
Zeus and the other Gods looked at the demigods and nodded.
"You have an hour to eat and do whatever else you need to do. We will decide who reads when you come back. Now scram." Zeus ordered.
The demigods grumbled at how they were told to scram like dogs. Even the Romans were frowning at Zeus. The door closed behind them, allowing silence to dominate the room. The Gods had quite a bit to think about already and it was only midday.