Later on that day in Philadelphia, Ryan Castellan (son of Luke) was packing to go to Camp Half-Blood. He was a demi-god and he was sick of his parents telling him that he would be the next great leader of the world. His mother, Saria a beautiful brunette with big green eyes, was a daughter of Aphrodite and one of the few who still supported Luke and Kronos. He was tired of being one of the few demigods in the USA who didn't get to train at Camp Half-Blood. He went to a training facility in Canada, which always cost a lot in travel because of the plane trips and equipment being sent over.
However, this summer would be different; this year he was going to run away from home and meet all the people that he should have been friends with for many years. "Are you that excited for going over the border that you're packing a week before you have to?" Luke had come in and he was the last person in the world Ryan wanted to see. "I guess I am packing for camp. I can't wait to see the people, the scenery, and everything!" he responded while knowing that it wasn't Camp Planetarium's (the camp was named after the gods known as Jupiter, Mars etc.) facilities he would be seeing. "I'm glad that you're excited about this camp Ryan! Isn't it so much better than the other options we had for you?" he just meant camp half-blood and one in Russia that was year-round. "I guess, I think I'm going to start on my homework now." once Luke had closed the door, Ryan picked up his backpack, jumped out the window and ran over to the bus station on the next block. He was off to his new home.
When he arrived after taking 3 buses and a taxi, Ryan was exhausted. He couldn't wait to pass the pine tree that had once held the spirit of a young girl and talk to Chiron. He was slightly worried that they had placed a charm on the border that kept any relative of Luke away but he had no trouble passing the Golden Fleece.
When he reached the Big House, he sat down on the porch and thought about what he would say. He was the son of the man who tried to take over this camp for Christ's sake! He didn't deserve to be here but he knew he would make it worthwhile if they let him stay. He didn't know when thoughts turned into dreams but when he awoke, it was because he was dreaming he was being trampled in a stampede of bulls. It was actually Chiron but he didn't know that yet. "I'm sorry young man… you're not from this camp are you?" Chiron said cautiously because Ryan's face was too familiar for him not to notice; this was the young man that he had just warned Thalia about staying away from not 24 hours ago.
"Please sir, let me stay at this camp and train until I'm ready to defend this camp against people like my father who try to betray the world they grew up in!" Chiron didn't know what to say; he already liked the boy because he seemed honest and willing but… "Young man, I just don't know what to do. You seem nice enough but because of what your father did, I'm not sure we could keep you. Dionysus was even supposed to put a charm on the border to make sure no relative of Luke ever got in. Either he didn't do it, he didn't do a good one or the power of your hatred towards what your father did is so strong then it broke the charm. On that happy note, you can stay but you will be living in the Big House with me so that I make sure you are telling the truth."
Ryan was happier than he had been in his whole life. He was going to a camp he actually liked, he was talking to people that even though his father messed up his life, they still liked him. He wasn't learning about Venus, Jupiter, Diana and all the other people in Roman "mythology" as mortals put it; but he was learning about the people like Hermes, Zeus and most importantly he thought, Athena and Poseidon. He trained a lot and he mastered the climbing wall very quickly. He had as many friends and as many girls fawning over him as he did at school but he was only interested in the one he couldn't talk to. That was another of Chiron's rules; he and Thalia were forbidden to talk to each other while they were at camp simply because it could be a problem.
Thousands of miles away… Luke was pissed and planning how to get back his son and then do what he had failed to before: overthrow the Olympians.