Here's chapter three! Sorry it's a bit boring, but review anyway please. Tell me what you want to see in this fic!

When I finally woke up, I was alone. A soft feather bed was underneath me and I could smell strawberries in the breeze drifting through the open window. Outside I could see groves of trees, a winding stream, and acres of strawberries spread out under the cloudless blue sky. I turned my head and saw a tall drink next to me on the bedside table. It looked a little like hot apple cider with a blue straw and a pink paper parasol stuck through a maraschino cherry. My shaking fingers closed around the glass, then promptly dropped it on the way to my parched mouth. It shattered on the wooden floor, apple cider going everywhere.

"Careful." A voice said from the doorway, causing me to jump. I turned to see who it was when my eyes widened comically.

From the waist up the… thing was human with curly white hair and kind blue eyes, but below was the front legs, torso, and hindquarters of a giant white stallion.

The horse-man chuckled at my shock, "Surprising, isn't it? I'm Chiron, and I am a centaur."

I really shouldn't have been so shocked, after all I had seen, but this meant that everything that had happened wasn't just some crazy nightmare from eating too many nachos. This was real.

"Oh, okay…" Was all I could manage to say. Chiron stepped forward and held out his hand which grasped another glass of the apple cider stuff. I took it, more carefully this time, and drank deeply only to recoil at the taste. I had expected something appley, but it tasted like the caramel candies my dad used to bring home for me before he decided he didn't have the time for a son. THe warmth of the drink filled my aching body and made me feel so much better.

"Good, is it not?" Chiran asked.

I nodded, "Yeah,"

"Alright, now you must get up. We have much to explain to you!"

I stood up shakily but found my strength much returned. I followed Chiron out the door and into the sunlight.

The porch outside wrapped all the way around the farmhouse and my legs felt wobbly trying to walk that far. When we rounded the corner, I could hardly believe what I was seeing. The landscape was dotted with huge buildings that were similar to ancient Greek architecture- an open-air pavilion, an amphitheater, a circular arena- except everything was sparkling new. KIds in bright orange T-shirts that read Camp Half-Blood ran around playing volleyball with a couple of satyrs.

Down at the end of the porch sat a man at a card table. He was small, but stocky with a red nose, big wet eyes, and black curly hair. He wore a flowery Hawaiian shirt and looked like he belonged in Las Vegas.

"That's Mr. D." Chiron informed me, "He's the camp director, so be polite."

Mr. D turned bloodshot eyes to me, "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. There, I said it."

"Um, thank you?" I said, sitting in the chair across from him that Chiron had offered me.

Mr. D simply grunted. I turned to look up at Chiron, "Mr. Chiron, what is his place? And why am I here?"

The centaur smiled down at me kindly, "Henry, did your father tell you anything about Camp?"

I shook my head, "No, not that I can recall."

Chiron nodded, "I see. Well, I suppose we'll just have to start from the beginning." He paused to take a breath, "The gods are real."

I quirked an eyebrow, "Pardon me?"

"Yes sir, the immortal gods of Olympus, the ones you call Greek gods, are very much alive and well."

"Wait," I said, "Like, Zeus?"

A distant roll of thunder sounded out even though it was a clear day.

"Young man." Mr. D said, "names have power, I would be a little more careful throwing them around."

"But… They're just myths." I protested, drawing an eye roll from Mr. D.

"Henry, you can choose to believe or not, but the fact is, you're a demigod."

"A what?"

"A demigod, half-blood, mortal." Mr. D said rising from his chair, "I'm finished with this introduction, Cabin Eleven for him." And then he left.

Chiron sighed and then whistled loudly, summoning Clover from the shadows.

"Yes sir?" She said, showing more respect than I'd ever seen her show.

"Would you take Henry here around?" Chiron asked politely, "Then show him to Cabin Eleven."

Clover gestured for me to follow her and I stood up in a daze.

Clover showed me to the twelve cabins nestled in the woods by a lake where several campers were canoeing. The cabins were arranged in a semi-circle and they were the strangest set of buildings I'd ever seen. Each had a large brass number above the door, but other than that they looked nothing alike. Seven seemed to be made out of solid gold, Five was painted barnyard red, and Four had a real grass roof. Number Eleven, the one I was assigned to, looked the most regular. It was old and brown with a caduceus over the doorway. Clover gestured for me to go inside and followed me in.

Inside was packed with kids of all different ages. There were too many to fit in the bunk beds, so sleeping bags were spread out on the remaining floor space.

"Henry Kovu, meet Cabin Eleven." Clover announced, drawing the attention of all of the campers inside. One, an older boy of about eighteen, stepped forward, "Regular or undetermined."

"Undetermined." Clover said, causing the whole cabin to groan, "Henry, this is Luke, your councilor for now."

"For now?" I questioned.

"Until you are determined." Luke said, "Which means your godly parent claims you in some form or fashion."

I tilted my head to the side, "...godly parent?"

Clover rolled her eyes at me, "Mr. D and Chiron told you. You're a demigod, that means..."

"That my mom was a god." I finished for her.

"Goddess, but yes."

I looked around the room, "So each of these cabins stands for a god. Which one is this?"

"Hermes," Luke answered, "God of travelers and thieves. All of the undetermined kids come here until they are claimed. Here, you can have this spot on the floor." He gestured to an empty space. I set my stuffed down on it, "Thanks."

Clover looked at the watch on her arm and then said, "Look, I've gotta go Good luck, Henry."

And with that she left me alone. With a bunch of people I didn't know.