IMPORTANT MESSAGE!

Hey! I'm back with another chapter and some explanations because I feel like I owe you guys! So In the last chapter I was going to have the scene where Chiron explains everything to Percy but I decided that I wanted Annabeth to explain everything and give him the tour. I can't tell you the importance of this because it would be spoiling, but I didn't want to confuse anybody with this chapter. Warning: I do not own the characters or some of the lines that I will be using throughout the story! Also this chapter has POV's! Okay now that, that is done...Let's do this!

Percy POV

As we started walking away from the Big House I wrote down the question that had been on my mind and turned to show it to Annabeth.

"Where are we going first?"

It took her a while to read it but that was expected due to the dyslexia all demigods possessed.

"Well Mr.D told me to take you to cabin eleven but Chiron wanted me to give you a tour so you can just look at the places we pass and I can answer your questions if you have any."

I couldn't help but notice how Annabeth talked to me. It was almost as if she thought I was dimwitted or slow. I stopped walking with her and she turned around to see me glaring, looking directly in her eyes. I watched as she froze suddenly and turn a little pale before she rolled her eyes and pulled herself together.

"Are you coming are what?" She snapped at me sounding frustrated.

I could tell immediately that our friendship was going to take a long while to develop.

I nodded my head once to show that I was ready to continue the tour. When she turned around completely I stuck up the middle finger in a silent "fuck you too".

As we started walking silently to our destination, I began to develop questions in my head about the whole god and goddess business.

He knew that the gods were still alive but only because he saw them when he first came into camp. What he really wanted to know is why were they were in America and not Greece and how they were still alive in the first place.

I flipped to a clear page in the notebook and started writing down my questions so I could hand them to Annabeth. I started with the more Important questions and went from there. When I was done I lightly tapped Annabeth on the shoulder to get her attention. She stopped to face me as I held up the notebook for her to take.

Annabeth POV

When Percy tapped me I turned around to see he wanted. He was looking in my eyes with his sharp and disturbing gaze while holding his notebook up for me to read. I hate to admit it but it did take me a while to read the neat handwriting on the page but eventually I found out that it said:

"How are the gods in America?" and "Do you know who my dad is?"

Thankfully, they weren't stupid and obvious questions.

"The gods move with the heart of the west and no I don't know who your godly parent is."

He seemed a little confused after I said "heart of the west" and the confusion quickly turned a little depressed when I said that I didn't know his father. Surprisingly as fast as that expression appeared it was gone just as quickly. I could tell automatically that he had put up his mental walls and I respected that. He grabbed his notebook and started writing something down.

"What is the heart of the West?"

"I guess I should have explained that the first time, with you being new and all."

He looked at me and nodded his head as if to say "no duh"

"Okay, well the best person to explain this would be Chiron, but I'll explain it for him."

I started thinking about the best way to explain it without sounding too confusing.

"The heart of the West is basically what we would call 'Western Civilization'. It's a living force in a way too. Chiron said it was a collective consciousness that has burned bright for thousands of years. The gods are a big part of it too. You might even say they are the source of it, or at least, they are tied so that they couldn't possibly fade. Well not unless all of Western civilization were obliterated and that can't really happen. Anyway the fire started a long time age, back in Greece. Then the heart of the fire or the gods moved to it simply moved, to Germany, then France, then to Spain, for a while. They spent several centuries in England. All you need to do is look at the architecture. You can easily tell that people do not forget the gods. Every place they've ruled, for the last three thousand years, you can see them everywhere from paintings, and statues, and on the most important buildings. And yes, Percy, of course they are now in the United States. Why do you think the country bird is an American bald eagle, which just so happens to be one of Zeus's Sacred Animals. Look at the statue of Prometheus in Rockefeller Center, the Greek facades of your government buildings in Washington. Like I said the evidence is literally everywhere you go." After I was done with my rant I turned my head to face Percy again to see if he looked confused in anyway.

Percy POV

After Annabeth stopped talking I took a moment to process all the new information I have been given. It seemed like a reasonable explanation so when Annabeth turned to look at me, I nodded my head to show that I understood what she told me and that I was ready to continue walking.

As we were walking we walked passed the volleyball pit where some campers and satyr's were playing, but as soon as I walked by they all stopped and stared.

I heard a lot of them whispering to each other.

One pointed to the minotaur horn I was carrying. Another said, "That's him."

And Others talked about my body, grace,or beauty.

Most of the campers were older than me. Their satyr friends were bigger than Grover, all of them trotting around in orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirts, with nothing else to cover their bare shaggy hindquarters. I wasn't normally this shy, but the way they stared at me made me uncomfortable even if I was kind of used to it. I felt like they were expecting me to do a flip or something more vulgar and inappropriate. With that on my mind I quickly looked away from all of them and started walking faster to catch up to Annabeth, as she started walking ahead of me.

As we got a good distance away I looked back at the Big house. It was a lot bigger than I'd realized-four stories tall, sky blue with white trim, like an upscale seaside resort. I was checking out the brass eagle weather vane on top when something caught my eye, a shadow in the uppermost window of the attic gable. A shiver ran up my spine. Something had moved the curtain and I felt like I was being watched.

That's all for now! Next chapter we will meet Clarisse and her friends which will be very fun to write! Also a special thank you to the people that reviewed and followed my story!