Peri's POV

I blinked my eyes, trying to open them. I was greeted by a startlingly bright white light, and I could see nothing more.

Holy fuck am I dead?!

"Wait is she waking up?" I heard a male voice and some shuffling around.

The brightness was slowly fading, and I could just make out a couple of silhouettes.

"Already?!" I knew that was a girl's high pitched voice this time. They sounded close.

I tried opening my eyes again.

I found myself in some sort of hospital. There were white walls and white floors, and I was lying in a white cot. Well, it used to be white, but my bloody clothes had badly stained the sheets. On my right side there were two brown chairs facing my bed. Sitting in them was a boy with black hair and sea green eyes. Next to him was a blonde girl with stormy grey eyes. She seemed pretty freaked out about my sudden consciousness.

"The medic said she shouldn't wake up for at least a week!" The blonde girl said to the boy.

He nodded. "Yeah..." He cocked his head to the side, staring at me with curiosity.

"Where am I?" I asked them.

The girl turned to face me, incredulous. "Don't you remember anything from last night?"

I shook my head slowly. I truly didn't remember, but it must have been pretty crazy if I'm waking up in a hospital. Was I street fighting again? Damn! Sister Agnes is going to kill me when she finds out! That is, if she finds out. I'll have to sneak away when these two weren't looking. What, were they interns or something? I could probably push them down and make a run for it. Or I could-

"You're at Camp Jupiter." The boy stated, interrupted my plotting and scheming.

"Camp Jupiter," I repeated.

Instantly, all of the memories of the previous day flooded into my brain. I remembered running from St. Mary's. I remembered fighting all those monsters. I remembered passing out after crossing the bridge.

Even the voice.

Calling me a hero.

"I remember..." I muttered.

"Good," The boy nodded, leaning back in his chair. "Then this should be a lot easier for you to understand."

"You're a demigod." The girl said, her lips showing the ghost of a smile.

I stared at them for a few seconds.

Then burst out laughing.

"A demigod?!" I said between laughs. "Yeah right! And lemme guess? You're the Queen of England and he's Santa Clause?"

I laughed harder.

The boy had a good poker face. "It's true."

The girl crossed her arms over her chest. "How else do you explain the fact that you fought one eyed creatures last night?"

I struggled to find a response. "Well, uh, they look like hobos, right? And we all know hobos are poor and desperate, yeah? So they probably saw, like, some chemical waste on the ground or something. And then they were all like, 'Hey I don't know when I'm gonna get some food, so lemme eat that toxic stuff!' So, yeah, and now they have one eyeball..?" I scratched the back of my head, thinking.

The girl sighed. "Do you honestly believe that?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, I don't believe I'm a demigod, that's for sure."

I looked at them suspiciously.

"Are you guys 'demigods', too?" I brought up my hands and made air quotes when I said demigods.

The boy smirked. "What, do you need proof?"

I nodded, challenging.

He turned his attention to a glass of water on my bedside. I followed his gaze and looked at it too.

"What are you looking-" My words transformed into a gasp of shock and awe.

The water in the cup was rearing up, swishing, swirling, practically dancing in the container. I looked at him, then back at the cup.

This boy was controlling water.

Like. Nobody's. Business.

After a short while, he looked away, and the water came to rest.

I turned back to him, my mouth agape. He was looking very smug, and the girl was smiling proudly.

"That enough proof for you?" He said smirking.

"Holy flying fuck, dude!" I squealed. "That was hella awesome!"

A thought struck me.

I sat up, grinning. "Can I do that?!"

"It depends on your godly parent." He said. "Mine is Poseidon, so I have control over water and other stuff like that."

"Fresh to death!" I tittered with excitement. There was no way I could sit still now. I threw off the covers and hopped out of the bed.

"Wait!" The blonde girl held up her hand to try and stop me. "You're supposed to stay in bed for a week!"

"What are you talking about? I feel amazing!" I reached down and touched my side. I had gotten no stitches, but the skin there was as good as new. It looked as though nothing had even happened.

The boy shrugged his shoulders and stood. "We should take her to see Reyna and maybe the others."

She sighed and nodded. "Yeah, everyone seemed pretty worried."

I threw my hands in the air enthusiastically. "Woohoo!"

They laughed and walked out the front door, gesturing for me to follow. When I dashed outside into the mid-afternoon sun, my eyes widened.

It was wonderful.

There were tons and tons of teenagers bustling about. Floating among them were ghosts, but nobody freaked out so I assumed this was normal. All the people wore matching purple shirts, and most had on the golden weapons and armor I had seen last night. There were shops lining the dirt road, anywhere from weapon repair shops to cute little cafes. To the left of me was a sign pointing off the road that said TO THE FIELD OF MARS, whatever that was.

Farther down, the road forked. On the left was something like a town or village square surrounded by a defining border. At the front was some sort of sculpture of a head and a little girl running around it. The path on the right had a stone bridge similar to the one I used to enter camp. Past the bridge there were four buildings of various size on a hill.

"Wow!" I breathed.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool, but not as awesome as Camp Half-Blood!" The boy said proudly.

"So who runs this place?" I asked, scanning the crowd. I didn't see anyone who looked over the age of seventeen.

The boy chuckled. "Reyna's this way. She's the praetor and the one in charge here." He turned around and started walking past a sign that said PRAETORIAN GATE. I hurried behind him, eager to see more of this space camp.

He made a few random turns that I didn't really pay much attention to. He stopped in front of a door abruptly, and I almost ran into him. He spun around to face us.

"Okay, this the Praetorian office. Reyna is just inside."

I nodded.

He spoke to us slowly, stressing his point."Reyna has two automaton dogs, Aurum and Argentum. They will kill you if you lie."

"Pfft!" I waved my hand at him. "It's all good!" I reached around him and opened the door.

There was a big mahogany desk and a huge brown office chair behind it. A Puerto Rican girl with dark hair and an officer's cloak sat in it. On either side of her were two dogs that looked like they were made of metal. One of them was golden and one of them was silver. They had glowing red eyes.

"Awesome!" I whispered.

The girl looked up as we walked in, and her eyebrows raised slightly by my appearance.

"She's up already?" She addressed the other two.

I stared intently at the dogs, waiting for them to make a move. They sat there motionless.

"Yes, she woke up and we wanted to inform you." The boy said.

"Hmmmm..." The girl rose from her chair and walked around the desk. "This is odd... Our medic is very good, but I had no idea she was that good."

The boy shrugged his shoulders. "Well, ambrosia and nectar can do wonders, right?"

The Puerto Rican girl shook her head. "She still shouldn't have recovered this quickly."

The blonde girl put a finger to her chin. "I was thinking the same thing. This is all very strange."

"What's her name?" The other girl asked them.

The boy scratched the back of his head. "Oh...umm..." He trailed off.

The girl's cloak ruffled with annoyance. "You didn't even ask her?!"

Okay, I was getting really sick of them talking about me like I wasn't even there.

I cleared my throat, and they all turned to me. "Yeah, thanks for ignoring me guys!"

The boy opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but before he could, the door burst open.

We all turned to face the door.

Five teens had just run in, out of breath. I guessed that they had ran the whole way.

"Reyna! Reyna!" One of them exclaimed as they all sprinted into the run. "Please let us go see the new girl!"

I stepped from behind the boy with green eyes, and they all gasped.

A blonde boy with a scar on his lip started, "But the medic said-"

"Yeah, apparently I'm supposed to be in a coma." I smiled at them. "I'm not one for rules!"

They all laughed lightheartedly.

The Puerto Rican girl growled. "So many people...in my office!"

An Asian boy spoke up. "Uh, maybe we should take this outside?"

We all nodded and walked out.

Outside, we were all casually strolling down the dirt path. Reyna stayed behind, something about business to attend to...? Whatever.

We stopped under a shady tree.

"So what's your name, then?" The blonde girl said to me.

"About time you asked!" I laughed. "My name is Peri."

They all smiled. "Well, I'm Annabeth Chase, and this is Percy Jackson," She pointed to the boy with black hair and green eyes. "I'm the daughter of Athena, and you already know he's the son of Poseidon."

I smiled at the memory of this morning's water trick. "Can any of you guys do cool stuff like control water?"

A girl with curly hair and brown skin stepped forward. "I'm Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto. I can summon cursed jewels." She didn't seem too happy about her gift, but I thought it was amazing.

"That is so cool, Hazel!"

"R-really?" She asked.

I nodded vigorously, and she smiled.

The blonde boy stepped up. "I'm Jason Grace, son of Jupiter. I can control the winds."

"Woah! Like flying and shit?!"

He nodded. "Yes... Like flying and shit,"

"Awesome!"

The Asian boy raised his hand a little. "I'm Frank Zhang, and my father is Mars. I can shapeshift."

I nearly died right there. "Do it! Do it, please!"

He transformed into a bird for a few seconds and then changed back.

I squealed. "There are no words to express the badassness that I have just witnessed!"

I turned to a Latino boy with a tool belt, expecting something else completely amazing.

He grinned and put his arm around the Native American girl next to him. "And Piper and I are hot!"

Everyone laughed, but I didn't quite get the joke.

I bit my lip.

He is hot, though. Can't argue that fact!

He had curly hair and a very cute face. He was grinning widely, and it was probably the best smile I had ever seen.

The Native American girl pushed him off. "What Leo means, is that he's the son of Hephaestus, the god of fire and forges. And I'm Piper, the daughter of Aphrodite, goddess of beauty."

I laughed, and everyone else did as well.

"Man, I wonder who my godly parent is!" I wondered aloud.

"Well, you seem like an Apollo kid!" Percy laughed, and everyone nodded their heads in agreement. "He tends to have a lot of kids, so there's a good chance he could be your dad."

"Oh..." I mumbled.

"What's wrong?" Piper asked.

"You don't like Apollo?" Frank questioned.

"It's not that," I said, trying to get my thoughts out the right way. "It's just, I was hoping my godly parent would be someone...unique."

"Well then who do you want?" Leo asked me.

I grinned. "Well, if I had to pick, I would definitely choose Hades!"

Hazel's golden eyes widened. "Hades?!"

I nodded, satisfied with her reaction.

"W-w-why?!" She sputtered.

"Because being the daughter of Hades would be totally bombastic! I'd be all like," I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled as if I was calling an animal to me. "And then a bunch of zombies would come up from the ground, and we'd be all like 'THRILLER!'" I started doing the dance from "Thriller" and singing the song as well. Everyone who knew the dance was dancing along with me, and the people who didn't were literally rolling on the floor laughing. After the first verse, I plopped down onto the ground with them in hysterics.

Some Time Later

We were still underneath the same tree, but the sun was now setting onto the horizon. Over time I had learned a lot about both demigods in general, and my new found friends. As the hours went by, our numbers dwindled. Now only Hazel, Leo, and I remained beneath the large oak tree.

"Peri, would you like a tour of Camp Jupiter?" Hazel asked. She seemed very sweet and somehow old fashioned. But I liked it.

I grinned. "Yeah! This camp seems really cool!"

Leo hopped up. "I wanna come, too!"

Hazel looked at him with a bemused expression. "But, Leo I gave you a tour just yesterday. Don't you remember?"

He struggled for something to say. "Uh... I... uh... forgot..?"

I laughed. "That's OK, Hazel! Leo's cool, so he can hang!"

She laughed. "Alright, let's head this way to start the tour."

Tour Time!

We walked by tons of stuff, and Hazel gave a lengthy description of everything. And I mean EVERYTHING we saw.

Leo yawned exaggeratedly behind Hazel's back, and I stifled a giggle.

Leo was really funny. And really cute. Wait, I think I mentioned that already.

While Hazel was talking, I heard a faint sound from far away. I listened intently.

I nudged Leo and whispered,"Do you hear that?"

He closed his eyes and listened. He opened his eyes and nodded. "Yeah, sounds like music!"

"That's what I thought, too!" I murmured back.

He smirked. "C'mon, let's go find out for sure."

I smirked back. "I like the way you think, Valdez!"

"Hey, Hazel!" He called to her. She was mid speech about something lame, probably.

Leo pointed to a huge building. "What's that?" He asked with fake curiosity.

Hazel's face brightened. She turned to face the object and began droning on about the history of Rome...

Yawn.

He turned back to me, his eyes mischievous. "Now, come on! Before she realizes we're gone!"

I grinned and raced off in the direction of the music, Leo hot on my heels.