Greeting once again! I have finished the next chapter, and hope that you all enjoy. When I saw all of the likes and saves, I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who has read and liked it! Especially since I have never written fan-fiction before, this has really inspired me to write more. Also, please keep the reviews nice if you have any questions or comments. Or DM Luciusbraun, and they will give it to me and I'll reply back. Sincerely, Serena Stellington

As Percy Jackson sat there, trapped in his seat, his life flashed before his eyes. Well, more like it flashed through his mind, because all he could really see was Annabeth's hair and small glimpses of the inside of the car. Anyways, from what he could see was that he wished that he'd done more in his life, and that he could die in a less humiliating day. Because seriously, dying in a car wreck is one thing, but in a car/wolf wreck or being impaled by your own sword while getting crashed in a car/wolf wreck is humiliating.

Percy really did think that he was about to die. How on earth is that wolf navigating? He wondered. And how are we going faster than the speed of light and not smashing into anything?

Percy tried to move, but they were still going so fast that his body was being pressed against the seat by all the pressure.

This is even worse than the time I went on that rollercoaster at the amusement park and screamed like a little girl.

Then, just as he was expecting to open his eyes and see Hades, the van stopped.

"WHOA!" Everybody yelled as they were thrown forwards. Percy slammed into Marcus's chair. "Ow."

Nico groaned and weakly slid out of his chair and onto the floor. "Why is everything spinning?" He mumbled.

"For the same reason the world just turned upside down," Ella responded, "And why my head feels like it left my shoulders. And why I can't tell right from left."

"Oh honey, you got that right!" Annabeth said. She fumbled for a hairband and tried (And failed miserably) to pull her tangled hair into a ponytail.

"That was one heck of a ride," Percy said, summing up the whole thirty second trip perfectly. "Where are we."

"Probably Hawaii or China," Marcus said. He pulled himself upright. "Good grief, what a ride! No wonder cabin five isn't allowed to use it. We'd all die."

Percy looked out the window and scanned the surrounding area. It was green and bright, filled with tall trees and colorful flowers. He couldn't see any animals, which was understandable considering the fact that anyone within ten miles of the place probably ran away in fright at the sound of the car/wolf whatever Nightshade was now. A wide gravel pathway that wound off into the forest was the only sign of civilization.

"Looks like we're the only ones here," Nico said. He opened up his door and tumbled out, throwing his arms around the nearest tree and hugging it. "Life is so beautiful!" He exclaimed. "I never in a million years would have guessed that I would ever say something as un-deathlike as that."

The other kids stepped out too, stretching their legs and inhaling the wonderful woodland air.

Marcus leaned against the van. "Last time I'm ever driving again," he said, "I'll just walk for the rest of my life."

"Too true," Percy sighed. Then he turned and glared at him. "By the way, what made you think that the red button was the right one?"

Marcus shrugged. "I didn't know for sure," he replied, "I kinda guessed."

"WHAT, YOU GUESSED? MY LIFE DEPENDED ON YOU GUESSING RIGHT? I COULD HAVE DIED!"

"But you didn't."

"Aw, c'mon you guys, don't argue now," Ella said. "Now isn't the time for fighting."

"She's right," agreed Annabeth, "We're still alive and nobody is hurt, so there's no need to be at each other's throats."

Percy and Marcus shut up, but not before giving each other the 'we'll finish this later' look.

Ella looked around the bright forest. "Where are we?" she asked. "This doesn't really look like China. Or Hawaii, for that matter."

Marcus smiled. "That's 'cause it's not either of 'em! We, my friends, are in Camp Asgard. Well, the border of it."

The Camp Half-Blood kids stared around. All they saw was the gravel pathway. There were no cabins or anything.

Seeing their confused looks, Marcus hastened to add, "Like I said, we're at the border. The rest of Camp Asgard is further on into the woods."

"That's great!" Nico said. "Let's go!"

He started forwards onto the path, but Marcus stopped him. "Wait a second, Nico. You guys should probably wait and let me go on ahead and tell the others about your arrival."

Nico narrowed his eyes. "OK, now I have a reason to not trust you. What do you mean by 'wait here?'"

"I mean wait here."

Percy jumped in on the conversation. "Marcus, you have no idea how suspicious you sound. We barely know you; for all we know, you could be planning an ambush. Nope, we are going with you."

Marcus sighed. Today was not going that well for him. The last thing that he needed was for these annoying kids to get killed by the Norse campers, and having a bunch of angry Greeks after him. No way, they were staying here.

"It's not safe," he tried, but that only made things worse.

"Not safe as in, 'you're going to kill us all,'" Annabeth said defiantly. She crossed her arms and frowned at him. "Marcus, you better have a good explanation for this."

Marcus hesitated. "I do," he said, "But I'm not at liberty to discus it."

Nobody said anything. They were all waiting. Marcus would rather take a trip down to Jotunheim than deal with them right now.

"Well" Ella prompted.

"Oh. My. Word." Marcus finally said, emphasizing each word for an extra furious effect. "You guys are getting on my very last nerve, the one that I usually reserve for Kip. He can be super annoying sometimes. But right now, you all might have just won the irritation award. Do you absolutely have to know why I want you to stay here?"

"YES!" they answered in unison.

Marcus huffed angrily. "Fine, I'll tell you."

"Finally," Percy muttered.

"Here's the reason: Everybody at Camp Asgard hates you and would do anything in their power to kill you and feed your bodies to the Hunter Wolves."

"Wow." Annabeth blinked. "That was... disturbing,at the very least."

Percy was confused, as were the rest of them."Why do they want to kill us?" He asked. "We didn't do anything wrong."

Marcus rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on, don't pretend like you don't know!"

Percy shook his head. "No, we really don't know. Can you tell us?"

Marcus eyed the small group skeptically. "You're telling the truth, right? I mean, you seriously don't know what happened?"

"No!" Percy practically yelled, "We have no idea! Just tell us."

Marcus took a deep breath. "Swear by Thor's Hammer, or whatever you Greeks swear by, that you aren't lying, and I'll believe you."

"I swear by Styx that all of us have no idea what happened to make the Norse camp hate us so much," Percy said solemnly.

Thunder rumbled in the distance.

Ella nervously wrung her hands. "Okay, now the suspense really IS driving me nuts," she said, "Can you tell us now?"

Marcus looked at her. "Alright," he replied, "I'm going out on a limb here, plus Kip is no doubt going to demote me down to eighth rank, but here goes."

They all waited in anticipation for the explanation.

"So about four or five years ago, when I was around thirteen, some guy wanders into our camp and says that he's from a place called Camp Half-Blood. He told us that he had come in peace and wanted to make an alliance with us."

"What did he look like?" Ella interrupted.

Marcus shrugged. "I don't remember that much," he said, "I mean, this guy was pretty average looking. He was tall, blond, um, I think he had blue eyes. Oh yeah, and he had a scar running down his face."

Annabeth gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. Percy gave her a warning look, but his heart was beating just as rapidly as hers was. Luke! It had to be Luke! He had a fairly good idea of where this story was going, and he didn't want to let Marcus know that they knew this guy.

Unfortunately, Marcus never got to finish telling it, because an arrow came whistling out of nowhere and sank into the tree right behind Nico's head.

"Drop your weapons, or the next one goes right between his eyes!" Someone declared from the woods.

Percy whipped out Riptide, but before anybody could do anything, a second voice said, "You don't have to be so dramatic. Thor is the god of thunder, not theatrics. Stop quoting popular movie villains lines."

The first person responded, sounding hurt. "But it helps to intimidate our foes."

"We don't know if they are our foes or not. Besides, who uses the word 'foes' anymore?"

Marcus sighed in relief. He turned to the others. "It's safe," he said, "I know these guys." He called out to the unseen people in the forest. "Maya, Steve, it's me, Marcus. And some other demi-gods. They're new."

He lowered his voice and quietly told the Camp Half-Blood group, "Whatever you guys do, don't let on that you're Greeks, or else you'll be dead faster than you can say, 'I wish that I had listened to Marcus.'"

They barely had time to nod, and then two kids stepped out from the trees.

The first was a boy, around fifteen years old, who had pale hair and eyes. He was clearly the first voice, for he had a bow and a quiver of arrows with him.

The second was a beautiful sixteen-year-old girl with long dark hair, dark skin, and large brown eyes. She had a friendly, easy going smile and a dagger hanging from her belt.

"Greetings," the girl said, "My name is Maya, daughter of Tyr. I am so glad to meet you. And hello Marcus, did your- wait."

She stopped smiling and looked very, very concerned. "Where is Helena?" She asked.

Marcus glanced down at the ground. "Yeah, about that, um, Maya, we're gonna have to talk."

"She's still alive, right?" The other kid said anxiously.

Percy stepped in. "She is," he said, "At least we assume so."

Marcus glared at him. "I told you to be inconspicuous," he hissed, "And right now, you are being VERY conspicuous."

Annabeth smiled disarmingly. "Listen," she said, "Helena is fine at the moment, but we need to-"

"Oh, where are my manners?" Maya interrupted. "Helena can take care of herself. You guys are new, and I know that realizing that you're half god can be scary sometimes, but here at Camp Asgard, you can learn all about it!"

"But we alr-" Nico begin. Ella assessed the situation and interrupted him before he could ruin anything.

"I know, it's super new and everything, and we are so eager to learn. We met Helena and Marcus, and they decided that it was very important to take us back, but I think that they had some sorta mission, I don't know that much about it. Anyways, Marcus took us back and Helena went on, and although we don't know where she is right now, she's probably OK!"

Percy silently marveled over the little girl's genius. How perfect, he thought, This give us the best excuse ever for being here, and it also gives Marcus some time to think up a way to explain the fact that we're Greek. What a little genius! She has to be from the Athena cabin. No way an Apollo kid would be that smart.

Marcus blinked. "Uh, uh, yeah," he said, "Um, yep, that's exactly what happened.

Percy and Nico stumbled along, trying to act inconspicuous. Annabeth was still stunned from the beginning of the story that Marcus had told them about.

"I am so excited about, um, learning about my dad, that is, mom, I mean, it's not like I already know who my godly parent is so I'm not sure if it's my dad or mom," Percy said.

Steve grinned broadly, not noticing Percy's strange behaviour. "That's good," he said, "Because the gods always claim their kids within, oh, about four or five hours of their arrival."

Percy blinked. Four or five hours? My dad waited a whole month before saying, "Hey kid! You're my son, have fun saving the world a couple trillion times." Why did these kids get claimed in for or five hours? Man, I wish I was Norse.

Maya, though, was definitely suspicious about them. Marcus Van Detten, helping somebody and leaving a mission out of the goodness of his heart?

Not likely.

She hid her feelings and smiled graciously. "If you all would please follow me, I would be happy to show you- Marcus, why is Nightshade here?" She frowned. What was happening? This day was just getting weirder and weirder.

Marcus shrugged. "Helena didn't want Nightshade with her?" he offered.

Steve's eyes widened. "Was she feeling okay?" he asked in concern. "That's not like her! She loved that wolf."

Percy wondered if this mess could get any messier. "She, uh, er, she wanted to, um, try to finish her mission which I know nothing about by herself! I think. I'm assuming. We can guess. Right, guys?"

Marcus rolled his eyes. "Exactly. Now Maya, I have some very very important things to discuss with Kip. He needs to hear this right now, and I don't have time to hang around and talk about how strange Helena was acting. IS! I meant is, not was, is as in she IS still alive and acting strange, not was." With that, he saluted Maya and said, "See ya around," and then stepped into a shadow and vanished.

Nico blinked. "No way, he can shadow travel too?"

Ella coughed into her hand. "Not too," she corrected. She stood on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "You don't know who your godly parent is yet, remember?"

He hissed back, "I trying, but acting isn't my thing. Or Percy's or Annabeth's, and definitely not that Marcus guy. Give me a break."

Maya interrupted them and smiled half-heartedly. "Well, I'm sure that we'll get to understand what Marcus had been up to in a little while. I'm sorry about his abruptness; our camp has been a little wary of strangers over the past few years due to certain incidents. I hope that you'll enjoy your stay and have fun, though!"

She turned and started walking down the path with Steve taking up the back of the group. The others came along a little more slowly, keeping their guard up and trying to improve on their acting. Maya kept on talking in a perfect tour guide voice.

"The camp was established in 1972. Odin, the king of the Norse gods, was concerned for his children and wanted them to be safe while they learned about monster fighting and questing. At first there were only a few cabins for the major gods and heroes, but eventually they decided to add a Hel cabin, a Loki cabin, and a few others."

She ducked underneath a low tree branch and pushed it out of the way for those behind her. "During 2012, Camp Asgard went through many major changes and add-ons. There aren't as many Norse monsters as there used to be, and we also had to add some rules to questing. Thankfully, those are the only changes that nobody likes, and the addition of a pool and a wolf stable was greatly appreciated."

Annabeth said, "It sounds wonderful. Where is it?"

Maya grinned, her first real smile since Marcus showed up. "Well," she said, "it is right around this corner."

The group from Camp Half-Blood held their breath as they prepared themselves for the new camp. They were all wondering what it looked like and what the other campers were like, so it was to their great surprise when they quickly rounded the bend in the path and found themselves face-to-face with...

More next time! ;)