When I woke up, Grover was standing over me with a look of awe.
"Amile, how did you?"
"I have no idea. What was that-- thing?"
"I don't know. Thanks for saving me, even though I should have saved you…" Grover looked ashamed.
"It's alright, Grover. Wait-- where are we?"
"At camp Half Blood. We're very lucky you live so close."
"I live in North Carolina, and it's so cold here. It's not that close."
"Well, we're in New York and it is winter. That could be why it's so cold."
"Oh." I tried to sit up, but I felt so tired.
"You're too drained. Let me get you some ambrosia and nectar."
After I ate that, I started feeling really hyper. I looked around. A hundred eyed guy was sitting in the corner.
"Grover, who is that?" I said, trying to sound calm.
"That's Argus, our security guard. He looks over the new campers to make sure that they aren't, well, dangerous. Your trick with the water, well, we had to be extra careful."
"Oh. I'm not dangerous." I had this wrenching feeling in my gut. Grover took me from my house and then told me I was dangerous. Then, the two got covered in water.
"What just happened?" I asked.
"You need to control your anger. Every time you feel a bit angry, your gift goes out of control." He paused for a moment. "I wonder."
"Wonder what?"
"Amile, what is your dad's name on your birth certificate?"
"P.O. Sidon. Why?"
"Well, you won't need to spend any time in the Hermes cabin. As soon as Amile feels well enough, let's move her in with Tyson and Percy."
"Two boys?"
"Your half sister is on her way."
"What?" This was too much for me. "I think I need to go back to sleep and wake up from this nightmare."
"Alright, but when you awake, you will have a lot of stuff to do…" but I was already asleep.