Chapter 2: I'm a Demi-What Now?

So to begin with I'll say this, Camp Half Blood is one of the most normal Camps I've ever been to, which is really saying something because it is literally nothing like any normal camp.

I mean you got Capture the flag that involves weapons and armor, harpies who do the dishes, Nymphs and Driads who do decorations and gardening, and don't even get me started on how crazy the cabins are...wait what was I gonna say? I had a point, gah ya know what? Fuck it.

Anyway let me backtrack a bit to tell you what all happened after I arrived here….

(Flashback)

As me and Gabe walked into camp I saw everyone was heading to the dining hall, or at least what I assume is a dining hall.

We were about to go there when all of a sudden a white horse came trotting up to us, only I realized he wasn't entirely a horse, the top part actually turned out to be…

"Mr. Rowner?" I asked as I stood up straight, taking my hand off my bracelet which I had reflexively grabbed.

"Hello Nigel, I see Gabe finally brought you here." The man said.

I shook my head and blinked a couple times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. "Well fuck me sideways. My history teacher is a centaur." I said, scratching the back of my head.

Mr. Rowner laughed as he pat me on the back. "I certainly love your dry humor Mr. Jager, come let's get you something to eat."

As we walked in the dining hall I looked and saw several tables, each had the symbol of a particular god or goddess on them. My guess was that they helped the Demigod siblings stay in groups. Made sense to me.

I looked for a spot to sit and saw one entire table vacant. "Go on." Mr. Rowner, or as it turned out Chiron, encouraged me to go sit.

I got what was available to eat, which was Pizza and a few other foods. I chose exactly eight square cut slices of thin crust pizza with pepperoni, mushrooms, onions, bacon, sausage and jalapeños. My favorite combo. And I also got an Orange Vanilla Coke to drink.

As I sat down I started eating, and then I heard someone else sit next to me. I turned and saw a guy a few years older than me, probably nineteen, with black hair, tan skin and green eyes. He was wearing a shirt with a Pegasus on it and camp half blood on it.

"Hi, you're the new kid Gabe Oakland brought in right?" He asked.

I continued to look at him and chew before swallowing. "Yeah." I managed to say before taking a sip of my drink.

"Cool. I'm Percy by the way, Percy Jackson. I'm a son of Posiden." He said holding out his hand.

I stopped drinking and shook his hand. Swallowing my drink I cleared my throat. "Nigel, Nigel Jager. Son of...i don't know."

Percy laughed. "Don't worry you'll find out soon enough. Don't worry about it."

I honestly had no idea how to pin this guy. No one I ever met was this friendly. At least not intentionally. "I'll take your word for it." I replied.

"So where are you from?" Percy asked.

"Queens." I replied eating more pizza, but bit into a huge jalapeño. "Jalapeña!" I yelped as I chugged down my drink.

This caused an uproar from another table, namely from two guys, twins from a table I assumed to be the Hermès table.

Percy pat my back as I coughed. "That's the Stole brothers, don't worry about them."

I just sighed as I continued to eat. What a bunch of losers.

Later that night we all gathered around the camp fire for some sort of sorting ceremony to see who our godly parent was and which cabin we'd be in. Honestly I didn't care as long as I wasn't in the Hermès cabin.

A few kids were sorted before Chiron called on me. As we waited in silence, I thought I wasn't gonna get picked, but then the campfire's flames turned the same ethereal green as my eyes and then everyone gasped as the fire returned to normal. I was really confused at this point, but then Percy pointed above my head, so I looked and there was a black orb floating over me, one that just kept changing shape, I tried to get away from it but it just followed me.

Chiron, who had a stern expression on his face nodded. "As I expected."

"What?" I asked in confusion.

He took me by the shoulder and faced everyone. "Everyone, I give to you, Nigel Jager. The Son of Tartarus, and this world's very first Demi Primordial."

I just stood there in shock as I looked at everyone in front of me. I'm a Demi...What now?!