"WHAT A WEIRD PLACE"... AGAIN

Disclaimer: Don't own Mr. Riordan's characters.

"WHAT A WEIRD PLACE"... AGAIN

The man gave me a cloak to wear. Honestly, I didn't know why though. It was June, it was summer. It would be hot outside. But still, I wore it.

"Hurry, now," He said. He seemed to be in a rush.

"Why?" I asked.

The man just rushed me out of the building instead of answering. "Hurry." He repeated firmly.

I looked at my surroundings. Everything was a blur. But we couldn't have been moving that fast, could we? I mean, I barely took five steps! By the time I had took twenty steps, the man stopped and rested. He looked like he had ran the Trail of Tears. Then he grabbed my hand again and we were on the move again. This time, I had only stepped fifty more steps until we stopped.

"We're here." He said. "Welcome to Long Island, New York."

Long Island? Uh... I opened my mouth to speak but the man interrupted.

"We better get you to the Camp. It's not safe for you outside of it." He muttered.

Camp? Not safe? What? "What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"Nothing." He replied quickly, like how a person would say if they blurted out their best friend's secret on accident and were trying to cover up.

This time he grabbed my wrist and he began to run again. He was practically dragging me this time. I was tripping and flailing. I actually fell down on the ground. It seemed to take a bit longer this time, and our surroundings seemed to be a bit less blur.

He stopped at a hill with a pine tree with something golden on one of its branches. There were two people walking up the other side of the hill wearing orange shirts, talking to each other.

I turned to him to ask him where I was but he was gone.

"Hey!" One of the people on the hill yelled. I turned to him. It felt cold and I was just about to tighten the cloak that the man gave me but that was gone too. "Who are you?"

"Enella!" I replied.

"Middle or last name?" The other asked.

"Enella Hade-Moses Jackson!" I answered.

The two talked among themselves a bit. I heard the first one say "Hade. It's just one letter away from..." That's it.

"Your parents?" The second wondered.

They were playing Twenty Questions with me, I found out later. "Dead! My father, Jacob Jackson, died in Chancellorsville; my mother, Cassandra Kristi Jackson, or Cassandra Moses before she was married, died of illness!"

"Any siblings?"

"One. My brother, Reginmund Poseido-Moses Jackson, died in Chancellorsville also." It hurt me to say that.

"Any other family?" They said this only after saying something else among themselves.

"None that I know of."

"What year were you born in?"

"1853!"

They talked among themselves again.

"What year did your father and brother die?"

"Brother died in 1963; father died in 1864."

"During the Civil War?"

"Yes,"

They seemed to have enough information. "Can you get over the hill?"

"Can I get over the hill? I had to climb over the mountains! Of course I can!" I picked up my long skirts and climbed.

When I got near the top, I found out that the people were both male. I couldn't tell any details, though.

"Need some help?" The first one asked as he reached his hand out.

"Thanks." I gladly took his hand, thankful. I looked up at the people... "Percy?"

O.o O.o O.o O.o O.o

How did this girl know my name?

"Excuse me?" I said.

"I... I'm sorry. I mistook you for someone else." The girl replied, looking away.

"Do you know her?" Grover whispered so she couldn't hear.

I shook my head. "Never seen her in my life,"

I pulled Enella up. She was inside the boundaries of the Camp. She was a Demigod.

"Who's that you got there?" Annabeth inquired as she came up the hill. "Hi,"

Enella just nodded her reply. She stared at the Camp as if she was dreaming.

"Her name's Enella Hade-Moses Jackson." Grover answered.

"Oh. A sister of your's?" Annabeth half-joked... At least, I think she was joking...

"No. If you haven't noticed, you haven't seen her in the house whenever I IM my mom." I stated.

"Right. So..." She lowered her voice. "Her god parent?"

"Her middle name is just one letter away from a god- not the Moses part. The Hade part. We're not sure if that is true, though." Grover answered.

"She says her parents are Cassandra Moses Jackson and Jacob Jackson." I lowered my voice also. "She was born in 1853."

Enella stood and brushed her old dress clean of dead leaves and dirt. "Let's get going." She said simply. She began to go down the hill.

"No wonder she's dressed like that." Annabeth muttered. "I'm guessing the Lotus Hotel?"

I shrugged. "Most likely. Unless some god or goddess gave her eternal youth."

We followed her down the hill, wondering who was her immortal parent.

-Later-

"Ah, another camper." Chiron said as he saw the four of us walking near him and Mr. D. He was in his wheelchair and they were playing pinochle with some poor satyrs. "Who may you be?"

"Enella Hade-Moses Jackson, sir." Great. She even knew to call people "sir" when needed. I bet she calls people "miss" and "Mrs." also.

"And you were born in what year and what state?" Chiron continued. Mr. D wasn't really interested with Enella but I'm sure he didn't want to "welcome" her to Camp.

"I was born in New York and in 1853, sir." Enella replied, her hands behind her back, closing and opening. She was probably nervous or something.

Chiron didn't show any shock. Maybe he was shocked. I don't know. "I see. Your family's names?"

"My parents are Jacob Jackson and Cassandra Moses Jackson. My brother's name was Reginmund Poseido-Moses Jackson, but everyone called him Pierce or Percy, sir." Enella sounded sad, probably remembering what had happened, what she had told Grover and me earlier: that her family were all dead.

Now Grover and I knew why she had known my name. Maybe I looked like her brother enough for her to think that I was him.

"Ah." Chiron gave a quick glance at me, probably thinking what Grover and I had just clarified. "Are any of them still alive?"
"No sir. My father died of illness at Chancellorsville, and my brother died in battle there too. My mother also died of illness." Enella somehow kept an emotionless face yet her voice showed that she may cry soon.

"Family friends?" Chiron was probably seeing if he could figure out who her immortal parent was; or if he also thought it was Hades, he was making sure.

"Miz Liz- her real name was Elizabeth- and Brittany, Miz Liz's niece. They died the two years after the War." It must hurt her to say this. It seemed like everyone she knew well died. And it seemed my prediction about her saying "miss" was wrong- she said "miz" or "miss" but with a "z" instead of the two "s"s.

Chiron nodded. I guess he had gotten some information about her before because he said right after that, "Where have you been the past few years? You had been declared missing in 1868," Note that he said "few" instead of "centuries." He was probably trying to tell her about everything at a steady pace. Telling her that she was at least two-hundred years old would be too much for one time.

"Yes sir, I was. I had traveled and found an inn there that let me stay for free." Enella answered.

"Lotus Hotel?" I wondered.

"No, Lotus Inn." Enella stated.

"Close enough," I said under my breath.

"Who took you here?" Chiron asked.

"A man. He never told me his name." She paused. "He had a staff that had two snakes on it and I'm sure that wings came out of his sandals, sir."

Hermes. It was for sure him. Unless someone took his winged-sandals and staff from him, which is pretty much impossible.

"Thank you, Enella." Chiron turned back to the game. "Do you three mind showing Enella around the camp? Mr. D and I have to talk." Grover, Annabeth and I said yes. The satyrs took it as a chance to escape and left.

We walked a bit in silence.

"Who are they?" Enella inquired. It had been a while since she had spoken so I had forgotten she was there.

"The man in the wheelchair is Chiron. The other 'man' is Mr. D." Annabeth answered.

"Why did the two people playing cards with Chiron and Mr. D have fur pants? And shoes that look like goats' feet?" I had turned to Grover but he had on pants and his fake feet on.

"Tell her, Goat Boy. You're the one who can explain it better than us," Annabeth whispered to him.

"They're satyrs." That came out fast. "They weren't wearing fur pants nor shoes that look like goats' feet. Their lower halves are goat and upper half human."

"'They're'? 'Their'?" Enella repeated. "But aren't you one too?"

Annabeth and I turned to Grover. How did she know? Grover just shrugged at us then said, "I am."

"How is that possible?" Enella wondered.

Grover shrugged again. "I dunno. Ask Pan." I wasn't sure if he actually knew but luckily, if he did, he didn't bother to say it.

"Pan? Why would I ask a frying pan?" For a girl who knew Grover was a satyr when he was passing as a human, you'd think she would know that he meant the god Pan, not the cooking pan.

"Chiron may explain to you later," I said as Grover was shaking his head.

We were near Cabin Eleven, the Hermes Cabin.

"This is-" Annabeth began.

"The Hermes Cabin." Enella finished. We all stared at her. "Next to that is the Hephaestus Cabin. Then the Apollo Cabin, Ares Cabin and Poseidon Cabin. Across from here is the Dionysus Cabin, then the Aphrodite Cabin, Artemis Cabin, Athena Cabin and Demeter Cabin. Near the Demeter Cabin is the Hera Cabin and next to that is the Zeus Cabin." She finally noticed us staring. "I don't know how I know. I just had a dream sometime in 1863 when I found out that Percy died." It was still weird how her brother was called Percy and I am called Percy too. I think that it was me who died whenever she says that her brother died.

Annabeth began again. "The Hermes Cabin is where you will be until we know who your parents are."

"I already know who my parents are: Cassandra Moses Jackson and Jacob Jackson." Enella interrupted.

"We think that one of your-" I began.

"Parents aren't really mine? That's what the man told me. I don't believe that." Enella finished. She needs to know when not to interrupt.

"If you are in here, then one of your parents aren't your real one. We think that your father wasn't." Grover stated.

"No, no, no! My father was my real one!" She quickly sat down and put her head between her hands. "No... you're lying... Jacob was my real father..."

It was hard to convince this girl. It would be a while until she'll accept that her father may be the Lord of the Dead.

"Look," I whispered. I pointed at Enella's forehead. There was a glow.

It didn't look like anything at first- maybe some kind of oblong. Then it began to form into something that seemed familiar...

"The Helm of Darkness." Annabeth gasped.

So. It was true. Enella was Hades' daughter. Like Bianca and Nico Di Angelo were his kids. At least she wasn't the only kid who had a certain parent- cough, such as, cough, Thalia and, cough, me, cough. I was just surprised that Hades had been able to claim Enella.

"I'm going to tell Chiron." Grover said as he left and ran to the Big House.

Annabeth sat down next to her and tried to comfort her. I wasn't sure what to do. I mean, I've never helped someone accept that their parent was a god or goddess. I decided to sit down on the other side of Enella and wait for Grover to come back with Chiron.

O.o O.o O.o O.o O.o

No. No, no, no, no, no. Jacob was my real father. There is no way someone else was my father. No one could take Jacob's place as my father. I'd like to see someone try to.

The girl and the boy sat down next to me. The girl was trying to comfort me, and I don't really know what the boy was doing.

"What are your names? And the satyr too. I never got to asking," I asked. I didn't want to keep on calling them "the girl," "the boy," and "the satyr."

They were silent for a while. I guess they weren't expecting that.

"I'm Annabeth." The girl answered.
"My name is Perseus, or Percy." The boy paused. I know why. I had called him "Percy" earlier because I had thought he was Pierce. Or maybe he was thinking about how Pierce had died, and that he had shared his nickname. "The satyr is Grover." He said finally.

I gave a slight nod, though I hadn't lifted my head yet.
Clop, clop, clop, clop! Hooves. Grover?

I looked up, peaking through my fingers. No, it wasn't Grover. It was Chiron. And he was half horse. A centaur, Percy told me later.

"Enella?" Chiron asked.

"Yes?" I was trying to speak with few words.

"Your father claimed you."

Only then did I look up. "What do you mean?"

Chiron sighed. "Your father clarified that you were his daughter."

"How could my father- Jacob- clarify that I was his daughter if he is dead?" I inquired.

He sighed again. "I meant your real father, Hades."

"AKA, the Lord of the Dead." Grover said, coming over.

I stared at them. Why do they keep on saying that my father wasn't Jacob? "What Lord of the Dead?"

"Do you know where Greece is?" Annabeth asked. I nodded. "Do you know what myths are?" I nodded again. "Well, Hades is the brother of the sky god, Zeus. Zeus, Poseidon and Hades divided the land to rule after they defeated the Titans, the rulers before them. Zeus got the sky; Poseidon got the sea, though he is also known as the Earth-Shaker; and Hades got the dead. His land is the Underworld, the place where dead go to."

"But aren't those myths?" I replied. "I mean, there can't possibly be all these Greek gods."

"Mr. D is the Greek wine god." Percy said quickly. "His name is Dionysus. Of course, he gets annoyed when you call him that."

"No way." I shook my head. "Mr. D cannot be a god; my father was Jacob Jackson, not the Greek Lord of the Dead; and myths are not real!" I buried my head in my arms again. "No. I won't believe it. You're all lying."

Most of me wanted to believe they were wrong. But there was still part of me that knew that they were telling the truth. That Jacob wasn't my father- the Lord of the Dead was. That Greek myths are real. Everything that they told me.

Was it all true?

O.o O.o O.o O.o O.o

Chiron told Enella to sit with me at the Poseidon table for dinner. I asked him why. He gave me the following reasons: 1. Hades doesn't have a table or cabin here. 2. Since her brother's father was most likely Poseidon, then she is allowed to sit there. 3. There's no room in the Hermes Cabin. 4. And she's your closest cousin after Thalia.

Well, anyway, every camper found out that she was a Hades' daughter. Now Enella was "Ghost Girl."

Annabeth had finished showing Enella around Camp. They finished the tour at one- Enella had entered camp at around noon. They came over to me just as I was about to go to Monster Assault Techniques with the Hermes Cabin. She had stayed with us until that ended. She went to the Climbing Wall while Annabeth and I had gone to the Canoe Races. We didn't see her much until dinner.

Enella got behind me in line to get food and we sat across from each other. We waited for a while until it was time to do our offerings. She took the best slice of bread she had, best part of her steak, and so on. She looked at the ground, then the sky. She seemed to be wondering if she was Hades' daughter. She was just leaving the fire by the time I near the table.

When the last person sat down, Chiron stomped a hoof on the marble.

"Oh yes." Mr. D muttered. "We have a new camper, Ella Had-Moss Johnson." Then Chiron was about to correct him but...

"Excuse me, but my name is Enella Hade-Moses Jackson." Didn't the girl know when she was supposed to be quiet? Everyone stared at her, whispering.

"Yes, yes. Enella Hade-Moses Jackson. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, and so on." Mr. D seemed irritated at her.

"Tonight is Capture the Flag with the Ares Cabin and the Athena Cabin as the winners." Chiron announced.

With the announcements made, everyone began to talk and eat.

Enella was just staring blankly at people and things. She barely ate her food. She watched me drink my blue coke, Chiron and Mr. D talk, and watched a lot of things. She drank some water. "What's Capture the Flag?" She asked me.

Even though she was sitting across from me, it was hard to remember she was there when she barely spoke.

"Well, basically, there's two teams. Each team has a flag. One team tries to get the other's flag. First one to get the other team's flag wins. We do this every Friday." I briefly answered.

"That's it?" Enella replied. "Seems easy."

"But you have weapons." I added.

"What? What kind?" She seemed to like weapons... Of course, she was Hades' kid.

"Swords, shields, magic items." I responded.

"And magic items would be...?"

"Well, Annabeth has a cap that makes her invisible. That's one. I have Riptide and this shield- a watch that becomes one- my half-brother gave me. Thalia- but she isn't at Camp anymore- has a bracelet that becomes a shield." I listed.

Enella nodded. She seemed all right with this now. "All right."

Dinner finished and it was time for the game.

"The Ares, Apollo, Dionysus, and the Hephaestus Cabins are Team Red. The Athena, Hermes, Demeter, and Poseidon Cabins are Team Silver." Chiron announced.

The teams formed and everyone took their armor, the Red Team having a wild boar on their shields and Team Silver with Aegis on the shields.

Hopefully Enella doesn't get killed on her first day.