Chapter 5: Believable

Ok , I swear I was going to post this on April 1st. But then something really horrible and evil happened called wisdom teeth surgery. Yeah , not fun. Anyway , sorry this is short but I promise the next chapter is going to be long and amazing. I've already started working on it and sometimes I just amaze myself. Thanks SO MUCH to krystle123 for BETAing this !She is now officially my BETA. Also I was thinking about going back to my first couple of chapters and redoing them. They don't exactly scream awesome. Anyway , hope you enjoy. Next chapter is going to be long! Here's a spoiler for the next chapter, we are heading to Paris.

Thanks- UzamakiShadow

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson , if I did I would be rolling in money right now. J

I'm awake, I'm alive .Now I know what I believe inside. Now it's my time I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life - Awake and Alive by Skillet

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I sighed, examining the small park we were in. "So let me get this straight." I stated, turning towards the kid, "You're from a camp whose name you can't tell me."

Jace nodded, apparently glad I had gotten the idea.

"And I have to go with you for a reason you can't tell me."

Jace slowly stopped nodding, realizing where I was going with this.

"'Cause I'm something you can't tell me."

Jace jumped of bench he was sitting on and pointed an accusing finger at me. "It's a lot worse the way you tell it!" he cried out with sudden anger.

"I'm just telling it like it is!" I shouted back.

Jace clenched his fists and stomped his foot like a little kid. "It's for your protection. So shut up and deal with it. Just trust me!" he yelled, out of patience. I threw my head back and laughed, scaring the crap out of Jace, who jumped back two feet.

"Trust you?" I said in between my laughing fits, "I don't even know you! You're just some crazy, whacked up, American kid that I ran into on the street. I don't even understand why I'm wasting my time here, talking to some nobody." I stood up and adjusted my backpack on my shoulder while turning to leave. My first impression was right, this guy was a loon.

"You probably were diagnosed with dyslexia and ADHD at a young age," stated Jace in a loud know-it-all voice. "You see things that no one else can see and when you tried to tell them about it they call you crazy." I felt my jaw unclench and my fist un-tighten subconsciously as my mind reeled from Jace's words. How does he know this? I wondered.

"Even if you were surrounded by people, you still feel alone, knowing that no one could really understand you." Jace droned on. "Strange things would happen around you, sometimes bringing harm to others and driving people away. You don't know who your father or moth –"

"SHUT UP!" I yelled as I wheeled around, the words echoing around the small park we were in. "Just shut up! How do you know this, all this stuff? " I paused, at a loss for words. That last part really got to me.

Jace watched me with an expression on his face that made him look old and tired. I glared at Jace perplexedly, "What are you?"

Jace opened his mouth to speak.

"And don't you dare say you can't tell me" I interjected, pointing an angry finger at him.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "If I tell you, you'll just be in danger. We don't need that."

I walked back over and sat down, letting my backpack fall to the ground beside my feet. I tried a different tactic. "I can defend myself, tell me, please." I begged.

I heard him grumble under his breath as he pulled his head up to look at the sky with a thoughtful look on his face. I looked around the park we were in, giving him time to make up his mind. We were just on the outskirts of St. Petersburg and the city skyline was breathtaking as the sun set.

I watched

Jace out of the corner of my eye the whole time; something about him made me uneasy. He was talking to himself or arguing with himself. Weird. Finally he spoke up.

"You know the Greek gods in myths?" What? I thought. I'm confused.

"Uh, yeah... But what does that have to do with anything?"

Jace sat up, his moss green eyes already telling me that it had to do with everything. "Congratulations! One of your parents is a god, which in turn makes you half-god. Most commonly known as a demigod or a half-blood." he rattled off matter-of-factly, like one of those talk show hosts. He glanced at me, evidently waiting for my reaction.

I eyed my bracelet. "A half-blood, huh? Well, that explains a lot." I didn't know that much about half-bloods, but I knew some famous ones like Heracles and Theseus.

"Wait – what? You accept it just like that? No calling me crazy or… yelling that this couldn't be true? You don't even look shocked!" Jace said incredulously.

I shrugged. "I've had a lot of crazy things happen today. I know you're definitely crazy, and that I should be telling myself that this couldn't be true. But I've seen people spontaneously burst into flames in front of me, and my bracelet magically turn into a shield. I fought a snake lady who exploded into sand when my shield slashed through her. I know, logically, this can't be possible and I keep hoping that I'll wake up from this nightmare," I explained in a low voice.

"But it's like there's this voice in my head, telling me that this is real and I can't wake up from it. It's really weird," I finished.

Jace stared at me with his jaw almost touching the ground, surprise written all over his face. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

"So this camp you were talking about," I started, trying to end the awkward silence that's been going on for a few minutes, "Are there others there...like me?"

"The voice, what did it sound like?" Jace changed the subject, coming out of his stupor.

"Didn't we kinda move past that?" I asked confusedly.

Jace looked around nervously. "Uh, yeah, right. Umm, you were asking about the camp?" he spit out.

"Yeah, are there other half-bloods there? If there are, I want to go." I said. "No questions asked."

Jace lifted up his right arm and looked at his watch. "Yeah, we need to go now."

I got up and re-slung my back-pack over my shoulder. "So where is this camp anyway?" I inquired.

"We've got one more stop to make." Jace replied. I turned around and looked at him.

"What, you think you're the only half-blood in the world?" he smirked. "I've got one more to pick up. Let's roll."