Hello my lovelies.
Chapter five where Penelope's first proper day at camp starts!
And we find out something very important about the 2nd Great Prophecy...
What, you ask? Well, you'll have to go and read it if you want to find out, I'm afraid!
Hope you enjoy, and review!
I don't own Rick Riordan's characters, just Penelope :)
~thegirlwiththetrident

Chapter five: Getting settled

Leo woke up the next morning and his first thought was to go to the Argo II immediately and continue his work.
It wouldn't be long now until the trireme was finished, Leo was simply adding "the trimmings" and the furniture for the rooms.
But then he remembered what had happened yesterday, and the new arrival at Camp Half-Blood:
Penelope, daughter of Hecate.
Nobody had been able to explain why Penelope's claim mark had been blue instead of purple, as was usual for Hecate.
Chiron had said that it might have something to do with the position the gods were in currently:
Torn between their Roman and Greek personalities, confused and separated from the civilisation.
A colour mix-up, the centaur had told them, was probably not that unusual at a time like this.
This explanation had seemed to satisfy the others, safe four people: A look of unease and suspicion had passed between Chiron and Annabeth, noticed only by Leo, who thought the "explanation" was rubbish. And the fourth person person who had seemed unbelieving had been: Penelope herself.
She had been surrounded by her new siblings right after getting claimed, before being swept off to Cabin twenty, and Leo hadn't been able to say anything to her.
She'd thrown him a last look though, a look full of different emotions: happiness and relief, but also confusion and, Leo thought, fear.
He sincerely hoped that Penelope had been given a good welcome in her cabin, and that maybe her amnesia had cleared a bit.
Although Leo had only known the girl a day, he felt a strong connection to her.
He had, after all, saved her life, plus she was clever, pretty, and, Leo suspected, quite funny actually.
She'd probably make a good friend.
When he'd finished getting dressed, Leo had changed his plans: First, he would go check on Penelope and then he'd continue his work on the ship.
Luckily, one of the Hecate campers was passing when Leo went outside.
"Hey, Chleo!" he called and Chleo, whose full name was Cleopatra and who looked exactly like her namesake, turned to him.
"What?" she asked, her dark eyes flashing.
Leo shuddered. The Hecate lot simply gave him the creeps.
"Have you seen Penelope?" he asked, trying hard to keep eye-contact.
Chleo regarded him, as if she wasn't sure whether or not he was worthy of the information.
Then, after another moment of silence, she said "My sister has gone to the Big House, she should be back soon." and with that she walked away.
As Leo didn't dare interrupt a talk at the Big House, he sat down in front of his cabin and waited, thinking about the claiming last night.
In some aspects, Penelope definitely qualified as a Hecate daughter, but in others she didn't. For one thing, she was much warmer than her siblings, and also seemed less sure of herself.
Though of course that could be because of the amnesia thing.
Leo wondered if Penelope was actually quite different from how she was behaving now.
The thought scared him, somehow.
She would have some pretty awesome powers though, Leo realised. He wasn't extremely good at the whole which-god-has-which-power kind of thing, but Hecate had always interested him more, because, well, her powers were simply wickedly cool, what with her being the goddess of the night, the moon and, coolest of all, magic.
He couldn't quite remember everything, but Charmspeak, Binding, Transformation, Summoning objects, Teleportation, and Telekinesis had all definitely been on the list. There was more stuff, too, and although he knew that Penelope wouldn't be blessed with everyone of these gifts, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
The thought of teleportation alone was just too sweet.
Yet if Penelope really was that powerful, how had she survived before coming to camp?
And, more importantly, where?
At first Leo had thought that maybe she was Roman like Jason, but he hadn't known her. It was possible that Jason'd simply never noticed her at the Roman camp, or that she'd arrived after his disappearance, but this didn't sound like the answer to Leo.
Then there was the fact that she'd known Leo's name, even if she couldn't remember that, or that the name "Percy Jackson" seemed to mean something to her.
The whole situation was extremely confusing, and Leo could only imagine how awful it must be for Penelope.
Suddenly Leo had a thought, but before he could quite wrap his mind around it, he saw a familiar figure coming towards him, dark hair glinting reddish in the sun light.
"Leo!" Penelope smiled, looking genuinely happy to see him. Her hair was braided down one side, and she was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and skinny jeans.
"Hey there" Leo grinned "How's it going?"
"Okay I guess" Penelope smiled, tentatively. Now that she was closer, he noticed the darkish circles underneath her eyes and the tired set of features.
"Didn't you sleep very well?" he asked her.
"Not really" she admitted. "I guess it's just a little overwhelming."
"Probably" Leo agreed. "So, what are you up to today?"
he wanted to know and a look of excitement crossed Penelope's face.
"Annabeth's going to give me a proper introduction and then Chloe's going to show me some Hecate stuff." that last bit she said in a slightly hushed voice, as if she was excited, but a bit scared of what Chloe was going to show her.
"Hecate's powers are pretty cool" Leo tried to motivate her, and Penelope nodded.
"They are, and I don't think the others have told me everything yet. But it's also kind of...intimidating."
Her tone was still a bit afraid, as if the idea of so much power frightened her. Leo tried to look understanding, and he did sorta get why Penelope was acting this way.
She had no idea where she came from or who she was, and then she arrived at a camp for demigods, got claimed by one of the more mysterious goddesses and told she was probably able to do tons of stuff, half of which was really powerful and probably quite dangerous. It was a bit much to take in.
"It'll be fine" Leo consoled her.
"Will I see you today?" she suddenly asked him and then added, blushing "Sorry, I don't want to annoy you or anything. It's just...a friendly face you know?"
She seemed pretty worried that she'd said something wrong, but Leo wasn't annoyed at all.
On the contrary, he was pleased that Penelope wanted to see him.
"How about we meet at the lake later?" he suggested and Penelope's face lit up.
"That would be great" she said. "Four sound good?"
Leo nodded and they said goodbye.
The whole morning Leo couldn't help but feel happy. His new friend seemed to be adjusting to camp life and he had finally gotten all the furniture delivered that he was planing to put in the ship. When he arrived at Bunker nine, he set to work immediately.
The first room he did was his own (obviously the most important) and it turned out just as awesome as Leo had pictured it.
There were shifting scenes on the walls, adjustable to his mood, his own mini-bar full of the magic plates and goblets that could summon just about every delicious thing he craved, and of course his huge, state-of-the-art hundred hand massage bed.
Leo almost decided to take a nap, but he knew that if he laid down now, he wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.
So, instead, he moved on to the next room: The lost one.
Okay, so the room itself wasn't actually lost, but it was planed for the lost one, even though none of them really knew who that might be, or when they would arrive.
A shudder passed through Leo as he remembered that evening a few weeks ago when Rachel had told them, in a raspy, quiet voice, the second part of the Great Prophecy:
The lost one shall join the seven,
a child of the light in heaven
Rachel had started to say more, something like "though the source of mighty power" but then she'd coughed and keeled over, unable to remember anything afterwards.
None of them had known what to make of this, but it was decided that Leo should add another room to the trireme, "just to make sure" as Annabeth had said.
Leo didn't like it, because that last bit hadn't sounded too good, and so he tried to make the room extra nice.
When he finished it, he fixed a few more things on deck and then, checking his watch, decided to call it a day and get back to his cabin to change.
It was already quarter past three and he didn't want to keep Penelope waiting.