A/N: I'm going to Desucon 2015 tomorrow! I can't wait. It'll be my first convention ever! :D That means I won't be able to write chapters though...

But back to this one. This canpter is the last one I wrote up before starting publishing. So you need to wait a bit. Meanwhile you can review, send questions, suggestions, et cetera. Okay? ;)

Chapter 5: In which I move towards my destiny

Getting Luna to school was nothing short of embarrassing. I had used the Beauty of Love to turn myself into an adult (an experience that was quite painful in itself). For the short meeting with the principal I was Eric Cykes, the father of Luna. And of Clay too, sort of. The story was that the siblings' mother (who had been named Polly much to my chagrin) had been pregnant with Clay when she'd met Eric. After birth they'd married and later on Luna had been born. And Clay kept his mother's surname for some odd reason, making people think the duo were cousins. Oh! And the surname for Polly and Clay was Gavin! Like Klavier Gavin from AA games! Luna had practically swooned when she'd told me that. Klavipollo she'd said and had refused to change it. So now we were officially Luna Autere Cykes and Clay Silas Gavin. Maybe I could handle this. Or not. After all I managed to slip up and call Clay 'Polly's boy'. Luna so wasn't going to let me live this down.

But she made it safely to Yancy and I helped her to settle in her dorm room. We bid goodbye to each other and she wished me luck on the Camp and extracted a promise from me to call every week. She also told me she'd try and figure how to use the Eye of Hecate to create magic items for us to use. I wished her luck and silently hoped that it would take her thoughts away from natural order of things in this world.

So now I was looking around our house. My stuff was already packed. I had played the last song on the piano in western living room. With a sigh I walked to yet another room where The Hearth of Hestia was, placed on the mantelpiece. I sent a short prayer to the Goddess of Home and Heart to protect our home and finally walked to the front porch where Kuroto was waiting for me.

"Alright then, mate, it's time to go." I smiled to him and climbed on. Time to head to Long Island.

About a half a mile from the Camp, I dismounted Kuroto. It wouldn't do any good to let the campers see him. I didn't want any extra question as I was sure that my attitude would raise more than few of them. So I bid the river horse a good bye and began running towards the camp and the great pine tree atop of the Half-Blood Hill. I couldn't see my destination yet but inside of me felt like I had an inner compass that was drawing me to the right direction.

But then something caught my eye. And ear. A strange grunting noise, followed by an 'oink'. I turned to look at my right and my eyes widened at the sight. Boars! Giant boars of the size of the pigs in HunterXHunter cooking challenge! And they were no doubt summoned by Ares. I really shouldn't have challenged him.

"To Hell with this…" I muttered, mentally refusing to slip into Greek slurs. I took my tsuru bow and nocked an arrow. There was five boars. Five. Like the cabin number. I had fourteen arrows. Fourteen. Like the number that the Olympian council should be (add Hades and Hestia). It meant I had plenty of chances in hitting but I decided not to waste any of them. I turned and let the first arrow fly in the middle of the first boar's forehead. It turned into golden dust. Without waiting I already sent the next arrow at the boar that had run to my left side. I had the third arrow ready when I had to dodge two boars and roll in the ground in order avoid getting run over by the last one. I rose to one knee and in quick succession took out the two wild pigs. They were gone in a burst of dust. Only two were left. The second and fifth ones. Apparently my aim had been a bit off of the second one and had hit it on the stomach instead of the soft flesh underneath the chin. The fifth boar had run over a young oak and then hit the protective barrier of the camp. The second one was heading in my direction.

Everything went like in a slow motion. I drew an arrow and nocked it. I took aim and pulled the string back. I let go.

The boar fell with a massive wail which alerted both the camp (if they hadn't already noticed me) and the last boar. With the sixth arrow – Six. Like the number of Kronos' godly children. – I took out the pig. I heaved a sigh of relief. Fighting monsters was more strenuous than I'd initially thought. But I managed quite well. Of course my entrance wasn't grand like Percy's would be – Minotaurus, really? – but I still took down five enemies. And I was not covered in the golden dust that the wind just had to blow at me. Disgusting. I shivered. Because in the end being covered in this gold dust was equivalent to being covered in monster blood and guts. Not cool man!

With wobbly knees I got back on my feet and began my trek up-hill. At the pine tree I stopped and looked up at the needles. I laid a hand on the trunk which was faintly warm and pulsing, alive.

"Hello, Thaleia. Nice to meet you. My name is Clay. I hope we can be friends." I murmured to her and hoped she could hear me. I wonder how many people actually visited her. I mean, it wasn't like she was actually dead or anything. Just resting, suspended in time.

Through the gate I walked to before the gaping demigods and satyrs. Chiron also trotted to the front.

"And you might be?" The centaur asked with a British accent.

"My name is Clay Gavin. I was told to come here, Camp Half-Blood, since… well, because I'm a demigod I suppose." I shrugged at the last notion. "I hope there is still room for me or should I have booked a place beforehand?" I grinned then at my 'joke'.

"No, no." My 'worries' were waved away. "You are welcome here. May I ask where your Protector is?"

"Protector?" I feigned confusion. At this I noticed the campers beginning to disperse.

"Yes, a satyr is usually assigned to a demigod… But if you are without one…" Chiron trailed off.

"I don't have one. My sister told me to come here." And now would begin the interference without interfering. Telling something without actually telling anything and letting others to draw the conclusions.

"Ah, I see. And your sister…?" Fishing for information now, horse man? Thankfully there was only a handful of other kids left.

"She… She couldn't… She didn't…" I shut up. There was many ways those sentences could've ended. She couldn't come. She couldn't handle the truth. She didn't make it. She didn't like my new boots…

"I'm sorry for your loss then." Chiron smiled sympathetically and gestured me to follow. I did and we walked towards the barn house that was known as the Big House. How imaginative… And please note the sarcasm.

"You are not hurt badly I hope." The centaur's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Just some scrapes but they'll go away in a couple of days. My sister wasn't that lucky." Because she is stuck at Yancy.

"I see. Am I right in assuming that you know enough to settle in here without much of an explanation? We do have an orientation video but it's not always used. Sometimes children are well aware of their heritage."

"Yeah, no need." I nodded absently. "My sister practically spoon-fed me with information." And that sentence suggested that she was older than me. "And made me read Ilias in Ancient Greek…"

"You mean Iliad." Chiron corrected.

"Wasn't that what I said?" Was my nonchalant reply. Damn, I really preferred Finnish names of things… But well, if I ever were to write about them differently, I could always put it down on my supposed dyslexia.

"We'll put you into the Hermes cabin at first… Unless you've been claimed?"

"Claimed?" Repeat and ask. Make yourself seem less knowledgeable than you actually are.

"Yes. The godly parent usually claims their children at some point and then the children move to their parent's cabin. Undetermined and those of the minor gods sleep at Hermes cabin since Lord Hermes is also the god of travelers." The centaur explained.

"…Why?"

"Excuse me?"

"I understand why it'd be Hermes who looks after the unclaimed ones and the kids of minor gods but why is that necessary? I mean… Mr. Messenger must have his own kids too, right? Won't that cabin be ridiculously cramped then? Why don't the others have their own cabins?" It always bothered me. The obvious and blatant favoring of the Olympians.

"It's just how the things are." And the horse didn't care or didn't dare to voice his opinion. Maybe then he'd actually join his constellation Sagittarius. Well, I made a mental note to find some other place to sleep. Wooden floors were much more uncomfortable to sleep than forest floor for example.

"Are you in charge in here?" I decided to ask then even though I already knew the answer.

"No. But I'm a second in command if you wish to place me somewhere. I generally direct campers though since Mr. D isn't overly fond of you demigods."

"Right…" I knew the truth though. I knew why gods were distant with their children and children of others and that wasn't because of the Ancient Law. No, it was-…

"Yes, you'll meet him soon enough. I sent one of the satyrs inform him about a new camper. I usually would do that myself while the camper is resting but you weren't injured too badly so you don't need to spend time at the infirmary." Chiron told me with a wry chuckle.

"Do the monsters stalk the surroundings of the camp then? I noticed they couldn't get in… Protective barrier, right?"

"Exactly. But no. Monsters merely track down the scent of demigods that they can sense from great distances." He was eyeing me suspiciously now. Maybe because I wasn't in shock or even sad due my sister's supposed death. Well, I never told him she was dead so why should I be upset?

Meeting Mr. D was interesting. He 'welcomed' me to the camp and asked if I could play pinochle. I answered that I knew the rules but had never played. The fourth to join us was Annabeth Chase. I tried hard not to grit my teeth while she was eyeing me speculatively. I could practically see the gears turning in her head as she obviously thought I was 'the one' she as destined to go on a quest. I just hoped I wouldn't need to spend too much time with her. She was annoying. I could see was just barely refraining from asking questions and I think that was only of the influence of Mr. D's presence.

Eventually the game came to the end. Not much was discussed after I established I knew relatively lot already and practically just needed to settle in and get a tour.

"This place seems interesting to me… I wonder how much trouble I'll manage to cause." I stated calmly while laying my cards on the table, besting both Annabeth and Mr. D but not Chiron. My notion made the centaur cringe though. I could see he was already mentally placing me. I bet it wasn't easy if possible at all. I was originally plain human after all.

"You should not go around intentionally causing trouble." Annabeth frowned at me.

"Who said I'd be doing it on purpose, Betty?" Yes, anything to infuriate the girl. She was only ten after all.

"Don't call me Betty." She hissed like a goose. Not a cat. Cats at least are cute.

"Should I call you a clone then?" I snapped. And before she could reply back, Chiron interfered.

"That's enough you two. Annabeth, please show Clay the way to the Hermes cabin."

"Yes, sir."

"Clay, I'll see you later." The centaur nodded at me.

"Alright then, Kheiron." I shrugged and got up, giving a short bow to Mr. D. The god merely grunted and drank some Diet Coke. He was assessing me calmly. Probably because I kept calling people slightly differently than the rest. For example when Annabeth had challenged me to figure out Mr. D's full name, I had said 'Dionysos' not 'Dionysus'. And when I'd mentioned Zeus, it didn't sound like it was supposed to rhyme with 'shoes'. And now there was 'Kheiron'… Oh, well… I wasn't a native English speaker though I didn't really have an accent to any direction…

But we were dismissed, Annabeth leading me towards Cabin 11. She was frowning.

"What's with the sour face, Betty?" Poke, poke, kaboom.

"Stop calling me that!"

"Why?"

"Because it is not nice!" Wow, you are eloquent, daughter of Athena. I merely smirked at her flushed face and walked a bit faster. With my longer legs, I got her to jog after me quite quickly. "How do you even know the route?" She enquired then.

"There is only twelve cabins here, one for each Olympian. I saw them earlier. Kheiron mentioned earlier that the number is eleven… So I think I can navigate on my own and if not, then I can ask directions from someone at my new resting place." Not final one, just the next one.

She was obviously disgruntled that she couldn't show off her skills at me and I'd rather ask help from trickster cabin that from her, the oh-so-reliable-know-it-all. But nevertheless we came to the cabin door on which the girl knocked before opening it. I stepped in with one fluid motion.

"Hello, my name is Clay Gavin. I was told to room with you guys." I greeted them.

"Regular or undetermined?" One of the kids sitting on the bunk beds asked. There was another similar looking kid sitting next to him. I guessed they were Travis and Connor Stoll since they had more likeness between each other than with the rest of the kids while still sharing some features. At then I looked around more closely. Yeah, the place was crowded. No one was on the floor yet but by the time one and half years would turn, that was entirely possible. Because really. The gods didn't claim their kids that often and even then something should happen to impress them. And like I'd noted before the kids of minor gods and goddesses still stayed there. It was degrading. Not considered worthy of having own space.

"Undetermined." I stated quickly, having noticed that Annabeth was about answer for me. No thank you. I can take care of myself. "Where can I bunk?"

"Here." A tall blond kid waved from the left side of the room. From the scar I recognized him as Luke Castellan, the counsellor of Hermes cabin. He was by the bed farthest from the door. Probably the last free one. Nevertheless I strode to him. The older boy introduced himself to which I answered warmly. There was nothing bad in being friends for now. I probably wouldn't be making many during my time here anyways…But for now I only wanted to dump by backpack somewhere and get some rest.

Unfortunately Annabeth seemed to have some other ideas: I barely got my bag off my shoulders when she was already dragging me out of the cabin. She probably couldn't handle being in the same room with her crush a moment longer. Girls are weird. Except for Luna. She is my sister. I know her and her quirks. And she isn't overly girly. Thank heavens (or Olympos) for that.

But now I was being dragged around the camp like a sideshow attraction. People where whispering about how I defeated some monsters but apparently none of them were sure which monsters they were. After all they hadn't seen the actual fight, just heard the noise.

"He took them down with just a bow?"

"Gotta be Apollo kid…"

"Strange looking bow though…"

"Are you sure it's a bow?"

"Maybe he didn't use it actually…"

"Fighting with bare hands…"

"Could he be Ares kid then?"

"He is so handsome. Could pass as Aphrodite's..."

I glared at the group in annoyance. Shouldn't they have lessons? Ah, but of course not. Gossiping is much more important.

"So, Betty… Was there a purpose on this tour or not? Because, frankly, I told you already that I can find my own way here." I decided to ask then.

"Chiron told me to show you around." She replied.

"Actually he didn't. He only told you to show me the way the Hermes cabin." I retorted and turned on my heels to stalk back to the cabin a possibly catch some sleep before dinner. But then I caught what she muttered.

"I can't believe I thought you were the one." I froze and turned slowly to glare at her.

"Excuse me?"

"You. I thought I would finally get the chance on a quest. You just took down single-handedly several monsters so I thought the one I was waiting for finally arrived. I'm sick of this place. I've been here for three years already!" She scowled at me. "And then you come and be such a jerk! I can't believe I let myself to be deluded."

I was angry. She just went and made assumptions on me after knowing me only two hours max.

"Oh, look at that… Little Betty is talking trash." I growled at her. "Listen up, girl. I've been here only a few hours. I literally just walked in from those gates after fighting for my life. Then you come and think I'm some prophesied idiot that'd take you on a quest. You barely even know me. You call me jerk while all you've been doing is trying to undermine everything I do. Don't think I didn't notice you trying to speak for me at Hermes cabin or purposefully keeping me away from them so you could be buddy-buddy with me. You know nothing about me. I just arrived, what makes you think I want to leave? And more-over why should I take you with me?"

"I know plenty of you." Annabeth bit back. Oh, here it comes. "I bet you were moved around from school to school. Kicked out of some of them."

"Actually I've been homeschooled." There was no way I'd tell her about my time in DC World after I'd shrunk. There I'd started in Tokyo, moved to a little village in Nagano, junior high in Osaka then and finally high school back in Tokyo. Yeah no way, José.

"Diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia."

"Nope, there was never a need." Since I've been in this world only for bit over a month.

"And letters float off the page when you read, right?" Still a no but I didn't feel like correcting her anymore. She'd just push on like a steam engine. And she did. "That's because your mind is hardwired for Ancient Greek…" And it went on and on… It was the same lecture she'd give to Percy Jackson too. Geez, some people never change.

"Did I already say that I was home schooled? Or that there was never a need for me to get diagnosed with either of the two?" I asked when she stopped to draw a breath. "And what I told about those two, it's a sure thing in every demigod, right? That tells nothing about me. You know nothing about me."

"You've a sister who told you to come here while she died on the way." The blonde blurted out then. I refrained from socking her in the face. Instead with deathly calm I asked:

"Were you eavesdropping?"

She seemed startled.

"I thought so…" I continued. "I, in the other hand, know a bit about people like you. You seem to think that you know the best. Better than anyone else. You won't listen to arguments because there is no way in the world that you are wrong. You pride yourself on your knowledge so I guess you are Pallas Athene's daughter. Kheiron trusts you to show newbies around the camp so you must have somewhat privileged position here too. Probably you are the counsellor of your cabin even though you are so young. Hmm… Maybe you are your mother favourite because I doubt you are the eldest of your siblings. You have not been outside of this camp after arriving, otherwise you wouldn't be harping me about the quest. This quest is your obsession but how you can know about it beforehand… Ah, yes… There must be a prophesy spouter somewhere here… Maybe an oracle like at Delfoi?" I looked at her in confirmation. She nodded, stunned. "You are constantly judging me and trying to pinpoint who is my godly parent. I guess that's because you want to make up your mind whether I'm worthy of staying friends with. That is quite stupid by the way. Why should the opinions of your parent have an effect on whose kids you talk with? Nevermind that, you just want to place me into those quaint little categories you and everyone else here have formed about each other. Well too bad! I'm a human. Much more than any of you and I won't just bend over and obediently trot into my stall."

"Wha-…"

"You know… I got much more out of you than you got out of me during this time we knew each other." I smirked down at her. "And I have to say that for a daughter of the Wisdom Goddess you are quite stupid…"

"Don't patronize me-"

"Because it's one thing to swallow an encyclopedia and quote it to verbatim in any situation without questioning the contents at all and it's another thing to read that encyclopedia, understand it and quote the information in it when it's needed."

"I told you not to patronize me!" The girl finally yelled.

"I'm not patronizing. I'm being mean and truthful." And with that I left her standing on the field. One might wonder why I was as mean as I was. Well, the truth is that Luna used to be called a walking encyclopedia when she was of the age she was again here. But it was perfectly well-mannered nickname. She knew things a bit beyond her age group and shared the knowledge when asked. Annabeth in the other hand… She was just plain annoying. She was a know-it-all who didn't know when to shut up.

Contrary to what the girl believed though, I didn't actually make my way to the Hermes cabin. No. I went almost straight back to the Big House. Once there I hid away from sight and found the fire escape from the back of the building. I swiftly climbed on the roof and went to find easily accessible window to the attic. Because really, one needed to ventilate the place once in a while. And naturally because no one ever went there just for fun (the mummy must've creeped them out) there was no need to keep the window locked. So I just pulled it open gently and slipped in.

I landed on the floor with a crouch. With grimace I noted that I'd be leaving foot prints on the dust. I could only hope that the dust would gather quickly and no one would eventually notice the traces of my visit. Oh well…

I straightened up and made my way to the Oracle in the other end of the room, the end of the house that pointed to the rest of the area; I had come in from the forest side where the staircase also was. And once I stood before it, green smoke billowed out. I had hard time not to cover my nose even though the smoke didn't smell anything.

And the smoke spoke: "I am the spirit of Delphi, speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo, slayer of the mighty Python. Approach, seeker, and ask."

I frowned a bit, wondering how to phrase my question. In the end I just decided to speak my mind. "My sister and I are new to this world. I need to know if there is a prophecy or something similar concerning either of us."

The smoke formed to show a forest and two figures running in it. I recognized them as Luna and I. A bit older but still us. The figures kept running as the smoke spoke its prophecy for me… and her.

"The Godless and the Archer are going to make a stand.
They ask guidance from forgotten ones of their land.
But stand back and watch them run,
Those saviors of Moon and Sun.
Those champions of Dusk and Dawn.
And neither of them is a pawn.
Nothing is hindrance as they make their entrance.
End is closing when separation comes.
And the closure won't arrive at once.
For past is future and future is past.
They will help forge the peace meant to last."

I wrote it down and gulped slightly. I wasn't sure what to make of it. Ominous it definitely was.

"T-Thank you very much." I bowed slightly and as the smoke slithered into the mummy again, I slipped out of the window again.

A/N: I'm sorry Annabeth fans but I had to. I had to critize her somehow. She has been rubbing me wrong way. And don't worry, Clay will critizise others too. He has a lot to say.

For some reason this chapter and Clay in general really reminds me of Riker Jackson, a badass version of Percy. You really need to read that fic. It's amazing. Percy became a character he should've been.(In my opinion)

And there is a prophecy. Naturally. Those are must have in all fanfics, right? I had surprisingly lot of fun writing it.

But now, please review. The pairing suggestions are still open. Personally I've been thinking Clay with Thalia (not ending up together because of Hunters though) and Luna with Hermes (pretty much platonic though because she is so young). Canon pairings still exist but you can throw in some too.