I'm a little lazy about posting this story. I'm sorry. *emo corner* I don't own PJatO. Enjoy.

I followed Nico in silence out of the house. Once we were outside, I asked him "Where am I, anyway?"

He looked at me, his obsidian black eyes piercing my gold ones. "Camp Half-Blood. Where people like you and I are safe."

"What do you mean, 'safe'?"

He sighed. "Look, you've probably been kicked out of a few schools, have been diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia, and are probably missing one parent. Am I right?" I remained silent. "As I thought. Pretty much all of the kids here are like that. We're demigods."

"Demi…gods?" I tried to process the information.

"Yeah, half human, half Greek God."

"But the Greek Gods are myths!" I protested. He shook his head.

"Their very much real." He placed a hand on his chest. "I'm a son of Hades." He pointed to the door we just came out of. "Percy is the Son of Poseidon and Annabeth is a daughter of Athena."

"Who is my father?" I asked.

"We don't know," he said, shrugging. I frowned, sighing.

Nico showed me around the camp. It was an enchanting place. Flourishing strawberry fields, a fantastic view of the ocean, the many cabins gathered in a rectangle in a huge field, and even more nearby said rectangle-it was only something I could come up with in my dreams.

He led me to a cabin that was made up of plain wood. Above the door hung a caduceus.

"This is the Hermes Cabin," Nico explained, "You'll be staying here until your parent claims you."

He opened the door. All activity stopped as everyone stared at me in surprise.

"Connor!" Nico said, "Travis!" two boys stepped forward.

They looked like identical twins with curly salt and pepper hair, brown eyes and mischievous smiles. They wore orange "Camp Half-Blood" t-shirts, shorts and flip-flops.

"Hey there, new kid!" the taller one said, "I'm Travis Stoll!"

"And I'm Connor Stoll!" the smaller one said, "Who are you?"

"My name is Lyric," I said tensely, my eyes narrowing.

"Are you British?" a kid pinned under another asked.

I nodded hesitantly. "My mother came from England."

"Be careful around them," Nico said, "And watch your things."

My glare painted my face and I aimed it at each of them, warning them not to mess with me. Then I followed Nico back out.

"Is there anything more I should know?" I asked.

"Yes," Nico said, "Dinner should be soon so I guess you can just hang around until then." He turned away, muttering one last thing to me before literally disappearing into the shadows:

"Welcome to your new home."

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