He walked down the hill and walked up to a centaur who was playing pinochle with a satyr, who looked very familiar, and Dionysus. "My boy, you must be a new camper, I'm Chiron, Trainer of Heroes," the centaur said.

"I am Percy Jackson. I won't be needing the orientation film as my mother already explained everything," Percy said with a slight lie.

"Your mother? Is she mortal?" Chiron asked.

"Yes, my father is an Olympian. It sounds crazy, but I trust her. She also died recently," Percy said, putting up a good act.

"Oh... well. She's in a better place now," Chiron said. "This is Mr. D. He is the camp director here."

"I suppose you want me to welcome you, so, welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Peter Johnson blah blah blah, don't expect any more from me," Dionysus said with a wink.

"It's Percy Jackson, sir," Percy corrected entering his bid(A/N: I have no idea how to bid, so just come up with something).

"Yes well, whatever," Dionysus said. "Oh , a royal marriage. Trick, trick!"

"Mr. D," the satyr asked timidly, "if you're not going to eat it, could I have your Diet Coke can?"

"Eh? Oh, all right."

The satyr bit a huge shard out of the empty aluminum can and chewed it mournfully. Dionysus waved his hand and a goblet appeared on the table, as if the sunlight had bent, momentarily, and woven the air into glass. The goblet filled itself with red wine. Percy raised his eyebrow at Dionysus. "Mr. D," Chiron warned, "your restrictions."

Dionysus looked at the wine and feigned surprise. "Dear me," he looked at the sky and yelled, "Old habits! Sorry!"

More thunder.

Mr. D waved his hand again, and the wineglass changed into a fresh can of Diet Coke. He sighed unhappily, popped the top of the soda, and went back to his card game. "Oh, and this is Grover, he's a satyr," Chiron said.

"Cool," Percy said realizing why the satyr was familiar.

He was the satyr that helped escort Thalia, Luke, and Annabeth to camp.

The fire died a little. Dionysus turned back to his card game. "I believe I win."

"Not quite, Mr. D," Chiron said. He set down a straight, tallied the points, and said, "The game goes to me."

"You're both wrong. I win," Percy said smirking.

"What?" Chiron said confused.

"The game, it goes to me," Percy said. "I win."

"Very well, I see," Chiron said observing the demigod. "Well, come with me. I'll show you around."

Percy and Chiron walked(or in Chiron's case trotted) away. "Percy, I have a question. Your aura is very powerful, almost as equal to Zeus himself, how?" Chiron asked.

"I have no idea. All I know is that my mom wanted me to go to this camp, and so I came here after she explained some things. Perhaps my father is one of the big Three," Percy lied.

"I thought that too, but even if your father was Zeus, Poseidon, or hades, your aura is much too powerful to be just that. I won't pester you too much, but I will let you know now, I will be keeping an eye on you. It's not that I don't trust you. It's that you are very powerful, and power usually means trouble," Chiron said.

"I would not expect any less," Percy replied. "I understand your precautions, but I will tell you: you can trust me."

"So, you know about everything? Western Civilization? the gods? the monsters? Everything?" Chiron asked.

"Yes. As I said, my mother taught me everything, but also my father has visited me in my dreams," Percy said.

"That's very interesting. I would suggest that you were a son of Athena, but your mother is mortal and your aura is much too powerful to be one of Athena's," Chiron said.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know what it is. I wish I could help, but I'm all new at this, Percy said.

"It's not your fault. You need to relax. This is all probably hard to process, but believe me, it's all true," Chiron said.

Chiron finished showing Percy around. They finally reached the cabins. "And these are the cabins. Each cabin represents a god or goddess. Cabin 1: Zeus, Cabin 2: Hera, Cabin 3: Poseidon, Cabin 4: Demeter, Cabin 5: Ares, Cabin 6: Athena, Cabin 7: Apollo, Cabin 8: Artemis, Cabin 9: Hephaestus, Cabin 10: Aphrodite, Cabin 11: Hermes, and Cabin 12: Dionysus," Chiron said.

"What about Hades?" Percy asked.

"Hades doesn't have a cabin, since he is not an Olympian," Chiron explained.

"Oh," Percy said.

"Oh, there's Annabeth," Chiron said. "She'll be finishing the tour. I have to go to Master Achery class. Annabeth!"

"Yeah, Chiron?" A blonde girl with fierce stormy gray eyes replied walking up to Chiron and Percy.

"This is Percy Jackson, he's a demigod. I need to leave to teach the Master Archery class. Will you finish showing him around?" Chiron asked.

"Of course," Annabeth said. "Hi, I'm Annabeth, daughter of Athena."

Percy looked at Annabeth strangely. "What? Is there something in my hair or on my face?" Annabeth asked.

"No, you just looked familiar for a second," Percy said shaking his head. "So, what do we do now?"

"I'll take you to cabin eleven," Annabeth said. "That's where all the unclaimed stay."

"How many unclaimed campers are there?" Percy asked.

"I don't know exactly, but I think it's around 20 demigods," Annabeth replied.

Percy looked shocked at that. He thought all of the gods claimed their children at birth or something. Apparently Athena was the only one to do that who has children. Artemis, Hera, and Hestia definitely would if they had any. He wasn't as surprised with Apollo or Hermes, but it looked like Demeter had a few unclaimed children. He would talk to the gods about that. "Here we are," Annabeth said. "Cabin 11."

"Claimed or undetermined?" Travis asked.

"Undetermined," Annabeth answered.

Everyone groaned except for a tall guy with sandy hair and light blue eyes. "

"Hi, I'm Percy," Percy said.

"Nice to meet you Percy. Travis and Connor go find Percy a sleeping bag," Luke said.

"Ok," Connor said as he and Travis walked out of the cabin.

"Come on, Percy. There are still a couple things I need to show you. You might not want to leave your suitcase there," Annabeth suggested.

"Don't worry, they can't steal anything from it," Percy smirked.

"What do you mean?" Annabeth asked.

"I figured I would encounter some Hermes children here so I did some stuff with the suitcase,"Percy explained.

"Oh, well come on," Annabeth said.

They both left. Annabeth showed Percy some more around. Then a husky voice yelled, "Well! A newbie!"

A big girl from the Ares cabin was sauntering toward Percy and Annabeth. She had three other girls behind her, all big and ugly and mean looking like her, all wearing camo jackets.

"Clarisse," Annabeth sighed. "Why don't you go polish your spear or something?"

"Sure, Miss Princess," the big girl said. "So I can run you through with it Friday night."

"Erre es korakas!" Annabeth said, "You don't stand a chance."

"We'll pulverize you," Clarisse said, but her eye twitched. Perhaps she wasn't sure she could follow through on the threat. She turned toward me. "Who's this little runt?"

"Percy Jackson," Annabeth said, "meet Clarisse, Daughter of Ares."

"The war god," Percy said.

Clarisse sneered. "You got a problem with that?"

"No, not at all, it just explained the bad smell," Percy smirked.

Clarisse growled. "We got an initiation ceremony for newbies, Prissy."

"It's Percy."

"Whatever. Come on, I'll show you."

"Clarisse-" Annabeth tried to say.

"Stay out of it, wise girl."

"Relax, Annabeth. I've got this," Percy reassured.

Clarisse had him by the neck and was dragging him toward the bathroom. She dragged Percy into the girls' bathroom. There was a line of toilets on one side and a line of shower stalls down the other. It smelled just like any public bathroom.

As the girls were about to push Percy's head in the toilet, Percy willed the pipes to burst and water to shoot out of the toilet. It made an arch over Percy's head, and Clarisse was yelling behind him.

The water blasted out of the toilet again, hitting Clarisse in the face so hard it pushed her down onto her butt. The water continued to spray Clarisse and her friends. Water came from the showers, pipes, sinks, toilets, and all of the other water sources.

Annabeth said, "How did you …"

"I don't know," Percy lied.

They walked to the door. Outside, Clarisse and her friends were sprawled in the mud, and a bunch of other campers had gathered around to gawk. Clarisse's hair was flattened across her face. Her camouflage jacket was sopping and she smelled like sewage. She gave Percy a look of absolute hatred. "You are dead, new boy. You are totally dead."

Percy said in response, "You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth."

Her friends had to hold her back. They dragged her toward cabin five, while the other campers made way to avoid her flailing feet.

Annabeth stared at Percy in shock.

"What?" Percy demanded. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," she said, "that I want you on my team for capture the flag."

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After the bathroom incident and Annabeth changed, Percy and Annabeth went to the dining pavilion. "Annabeth, I'm sorry for spraying you too," Percy said.

"It's fine I guess. It was nice to see Clarisse get a taste of her own medicine for once," Annabeth said. "besides, I found out it was only shower water."

"I suppose we better get going," Percy said.

"Your table is the farther one, just follow Luke," Annabeth said.

"Alright, See you," Percy said.

"See you later," Annabeth said walking off to the Athena table.

"Hey, Travis and Connor were able to find a sleeping bag. They put in your area of the cabin," Luke said.

"Thank you," Percy said to the Stoll brothers who just winked.

At the pavilion, torches blazed around the marble columns. A central fire burned in a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub. Each cabin had its own table, covered in white cloth trimmed in purple. Four of the tables were empty, but cabin eleven's was way overcrowded.

Finally, Chiron pounded his hoof against the marble floor of the pavilion, and everybody fell silent. He raised a glass. "To the gods!"

Everybody else raised their glasses. "To the gods!"

Wood nymphs came forward with platters of food: grapes, apples, strawberries, cheese, fresh bread, and yes, barbecue! Of course, Percy's glass was empty. Percy said, "Cherry Coke."

The glass filled with sparkling caramel liquid. Percy loaded his plate and walked to the firepit. "To the gods," Percy murmured scraping in a big slice of brisket into the flames.

When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for the campers' attention.

Dionysus got up with a huge sigh. "Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director, Chiron, says the next capture the flag is Friday. Cabin five presently holds the laurels."

A bunch of ugly cheering rose from the Ares table.

"Personally," Dionysus continued, "I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new camper today. Peter Johnson."

Chiron murmured something as Percy shook his head at Dionysus.

"Er, Percy Jackson," Dionysus corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on."

Everybody cheered. They all headed down toward the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led a sing-along. They sang camp songs about the gods and ate s'mores and joked around.

Later in the evening, when the sparks from the campfire were curling into a starry sky, the conch horn blew again, and we all filed back to our cabins. Percy closed his eyes and fell to sleep.

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The next day, he took Ancient Greek from Annabeth, and they talked about the gods and goddesses in the present tense. Percy was able to read Ancient Greek very easily, as Athena had taught him how to on Olympus. He could easily read lines of Homer which Annabeth was surprised and impressed at.

The rest of the day, Percy rotated through outdoor activities. Chiron taught him archery, and Percy would get it right in the middle every time, each time getting deeper and deeper in the target. He easily beat the wood-nymph instructors in foot racing.

He beat Clarisse every time in wrestling. He was great at canoeing as well. The senior campers and counselors watched Percy, trying to decide who his dad was, but they weren't having an easy time of it. He was a master at everything. Which didn't happen that often with new campers. Then he had his first sword-fighting lesson at camp. All of the campers from cabin eleven were there.

They started with the basic stabbing and slashing, using some of the straw-stuffed dummies in Greek armor. Percy used Riptide. When they got into dueling in pairs, Luke announced that he would be Percy's partner, since it was his first time.

"Good luck," one of the campers told me. "Luke's the best swordsman in the last three hundred years."

Percy mentally smirked.

Luke showed him thrust and parries and shield blocks, which Percy had mastered in a second. He called break, and Percy drank some water and poured some on him regenerating his energy. "Ok, everyone circle up!" Luke demanded, if Percy doesn't mind I want to give you a little demo.

The Hermes' kids gathered around. They were suppressing smiles while Percy mentally smirked. He told everybody he was going to demonstrate a disarming technique: how to twist the enemy's blade with the flat of your own sword so that he had no choice but to drop his weapon.

"This is difficult," he stressed. "I've had it used against me. No laughing at Percy, now. Most swordsmen have to work years to master this technique."

He demonstrated the move on Percy in slow motion. Percy allowed Luke to disarm him.

"Now in real time," he said, after I'd retrieved my weapon. "We keep sparring until one of us pulls it off. Ready, Percy?"

They went back and forth for awhile until Luke's sword clattered to the floor. Luke looked impressed. "That was excellent," Luke said happily. "Do that again."

They sparred again, and Luke's sword clattered to the floor again. "That's perfect!" Luke cheered. "You're a really fast learner."

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Percy scaled the climbing wall in seconds. He set the new record with 8.53 seconds. Then dinner came along. After dinner, Chiron blew the conch horn and everyone stood up. Annabeth and to of her siblings ran into the pavilion carrying a silk banner. It was about ten feet long, glistening gray, with a painting of a barn owl above an olive tree. From the opposite side of the pavilion, Clarisse and her buddies ran in with another banner, of identical size, but gaudy red, painted with a bloody spear and a boar's head.

"We've made a temporary alliance with Athena. Tonight, we get the flag from Ares. And you are going to help," Luke said.

The teams were announced. Athena had made an alliance with Apollo and Hermes, the two biggest cabins. Privileges had been traded-shower times, chore schedules, the best slots for activities-in order to win support.

Ares had allied themselves with everybody else: Dionysus, Demeter, Aphrodite, and Hephaestus. Dionysus's kids were good athletes, but there were only two of them. Demeter's kids had the edge with nature skills and outdoor stuff but they weren't very aggressive. Aphrodite's sons and daughters weren't going to be a problem at all, except for maybe Silena. They mostly sat out every activity and checked their reflections in the lake and did their hair and gossiped. Hephaestus's kids weren't pretty, and there were only four of them, but they were big and burly from working in the metal shop all day. They might be a problem. That, of course, left Ares's cabin: a dozen of the biggest, ugliest, meanest kids on Long Island, or anywhere else on the planet.

Chiron hammered his hoof on the marble.

"Heroes!" he announced. "You know the rules. The creek is the boundary line. The entire forest is fair game. All magic items are allowed. The banner must be prominently displayed, and have no more than two guards. Prisoners may be disarmed, but may not be bound or gagged. No killing or maiming is allowed. I will serve as referee and battlefield medic. Arm yourselves!"

He spread his hands, and the tables were suddenly covered with equipment: helmets, bronze swords, spears, oxhide shields coated in metal. Percy uncapped Riptide and tapped his watch which sprung open revealing the famous shield. He was assigned border patrol, so he walked over to the creek where the flag had been placed.

Then the sound of a low canine growl was heard somewhere close by.

Percy raised my shield instinctively; he had the feeling something was stalking him.

Then the growling stopped. Percy felt the presence retreating.

On the other side of the creek, the underbrush exploded. Five Ares warriors came yelling and screaming out of the dark.

"Cream the punk!" Clarisse screamed.

Her ugly pig eyes glared through the slits of her helmet. She brandished a five-foot-long spear, its barbed metal tip flickering with red light. Her siblings had only the standard-issue bronze swords. They charged at Percy who side stepped making them fall into the creek. Clarisse raised her spear at Percy who just grabbed it and snapped it like a twig.

"Ah!" she screamed. "You idiot! You corpse-breath worm!"

Percy just smacked her between the eyes with his sword-butt and sent her stumbling backward out of the creek. Suddenly there was yelling and Luke crossed the border with the flag. Everyone on the blue team cheered as the conch horn sounded through the woods. Percy straightened and reached behind him grabbing a hat revealing a shocked Annabeth.

"How did you...?" Annabeth trailed.

"Oh, I knew you were there the whole time," Percy smirked.

"But how?" Annabeth asked.

"I could sense your aura," Percy replied.

Suddenly there was that canine growl again, but much closer than before. A howl ripped through the forest.

The campers' cheering died instantly. Chiron shouted in Ancient Greek, "Stand ready! My bow!"

Annabeth drew her sword.

There on the rocks just above us was a black hound the size of a rhino, with lava-red eyes and fangs like daggers.

Percy summoned his bow and quiver quickly notching an arrow. He aimed at the hellhound, shooting it down as it leapt forward at him. The hellhound quickly dissolved into yellow powder. "Di immortales!" Annabeth said. "That's a hellhound from the Fields of Punishment. They don't … they're not supposed to …"

"Someone summoned it," Chiron said. "Someone inside the camp."

Luke came over, the banner in his hand forgotten, his moment of glory gone.

Clarisse yelled, "It's all Percy's fault! Percy summoned it!"

Suddenly there was a gasp and everyone fell silent. "I don't understand?" Chiron said.

Percy looked up to find a blue omega sign floating above his head. There was a flash and fourteen figures appeared as everyone looked away.

A/N: The end results for the poll questions were:

1. Percy and Thalia-4

Percy and Annabeth- 5

Percy and Bianca- 8

Percy and Clarisse- 1

Percy and Zoe- 5

and Nico- 11

Thalia and Luke- 2

Thalia and Percy- 4

Thalia as Hunter- 4

3. Annabeth and Percy- 5

Annabeth and Luke- 3

Annabeth and No one- 1

Annabeth and Jason- 9

4. Annabeth- 4

Silena- 3

Ethan-12

Drew-9

Thalia- 0

5. Daedalus

Yes- 9

No- 6

Don't care(which would go to whatever answer had the majority)- 6

6. Tantalus

Yes- 5

No- 1

Don't care- 12

I will accept no other answers. i'm sorry if you don't like the results, but only fate could've controlled it. Till next time.