I woke up lying on a soft bed. There was a poster of a goat with a thermometer stuck in his mouth. Don't let sickness get your goat!-The caption read. IMPOSSIBLE! I looked around...and saw a scruffy man sitting on a wheel chair.I gasped. Chiron looked up from the book he was reading-ancient Greek, obviously.

"Ah, good. You're awake." he said. I just stared with wide eyes. WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING?! HOW DID I GET HERE?! HOW DO THEY EVEN EXIST?!

"Would you like to tell me what transpired? We found you passed out at the edge of the woods.", he continued, oblivious to my thoughts.

"We?", I asked, my voice was hoarse.

"Yes. Annabeth here found you while 'Capture the Flag' was going on."

That woke me up. They usually played 'Capture the Flag' after dinner right? How long was I out?

"Last night." A girl's voice finished.

I whipped my head around to see a girl with blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. I choked on my own spit. NO!Demigods don't exist. Greek Gods don't exist. "But...but..that's...uh...I mean-", I stammered. Chiron smiled good-naturedly.

"This may seem like a lot to take in...here drink this."

He handed me a drink that looked like apple juice. "What is this?", I asked suspiciously.

"Nectar.", Annabeth said.

I almost dropped the glass. "What! ARE YOU DELIBERATELY TRYING TO GET ME KILLED?", I screeched. They both seemed taken aback. All the people in the room were turning to look. "Uhm..can we talk somewhere private?", I said lowering my voice. Annabeth's eyes narrowed. She looked at Chiron and they had one of those weird silent conversations. Really, IS THIS THE TIME? I was losing the tiny bits of sanity that I possessed. Not good.

"Alright, let's go to the Big House. We need to take you to Mr.D."

I gulped. I had no wish whatsoever to meet the pudgy and irritable wine god but I had no choice. I followed them out. No one paid any attention to me. We reached the porch of the Big House, where Dionysus was playing pinochle (I think) with an invisible set of hands, and a very nervous looking guy eating the aluminiun can the god had just discarded. He was a satyr, then. I tried to supress a smile. Annabeth looked at me funny and proceeded to greet Mr.D stiffly.

"Ah. A new camper. Well, huzzah and all that. Don't expect me to be happy and give you a nice, warm welcome.", he said.

"This is Mr.D", Chiron said, at the same time I went, "I don't, sire."

He raised an eyebrow at me, his expression a mix of faint amusement and superiority.

"Is that mockery I hear?" He said, daring me to answer. As if me saying no is going to stop you from turning me into a dolphin. Bully.

"Charlotte Stone", I answered his inevitable question.

"You must be wondering what all this is about.", He continued, with narrowed eyes.

I nodded mutely. Then shook my head. Then tried a combination of both. I stopped when the satyr gave me a weird look. You know something's wrong when a guy with the bum of a goat looks at you funny.

"Well to begin with, do you know much of Greek legends?"

I shrugged.

"Can you not speak child? Cat got your tongue, eh?", Dionysus said.

"No, sire." I replied. I turned to Chiron,"You were saying?"

He raised an eyebrow but continued."Gods-the forces you call Greek gods-are alive."

"And..?", I prodded.

"You are taking this very calmly." Annabeth said.

I'd forgotten she was there. I smirked.

"That's 'cause I know they exist. Your mom is the wisdom goddess, Mr.D is the god of wine, Chiron is a centaur, and he's a satyr.", I said, matter-of-factly. Her's and the satyr's mouth fell open. Even Mr.D looked incredulous.

"Can we please talk about this in private", I said looking meaningfully at Annabeth and the satyr. She tossed me a glare. Oops.

She took the hint and dragged him away saying," Come on, Grover."

I took a deep breath and turned to the waiting god and centaur.