Chapter 1: All of our lives officially suck.
Zane
[Z: Oh, so once I'm hit, I get the honor of speaking?]
[A: Shut up, you piece of crap.]
[Z: Then why am I telling the story?]
[A: …No freaking comment…]
"Well, sorry about that. Alice is indecisive, as she always is [You are, now deal with it.]. Kay' so where did we say this was going to start? Ah, now I remember. Alice, any comments on my behavior before we start…And she's not speaking to me now."
[Shouldn't you be used to it?]
[Z: I am. Thank you Seth.]
[S: Whatever…]
[A: Overly formal nimrod…]
Well, it was morning when Mr. D, and Chiron called the camp meeting.
"We now face a major threat. The Titans, not learning their lesson, have declared war." Mr. D began. "Now, we must send several of you into the face of death. I nominate Perry Johnson."
"Mr. D!" Said one of the campers whose names I didn't know. "Percy Jackson left camp two years ago!"
"Ah, yes…" Mr. D said, scratching his chin. "Now I remember. Well, back to business. Who here will volunteer to risk their lives?" No hands went up. "And if you survive eternal glory awaits." After he said that, tons of hands shot up.
I saw the other kids in my cabin raised their hands. The kids who didn't were either really smart and didn't want to die, or they just weren't paying attention.
I looked around and saw one of the Hermes girls, Lia I think, was playing in the dirt, making shapes with two other campers. Luna, from the Nyx cabin, and Gale, from the Hebe cabin. There was another girl with them, Alice, a Hecate cabin member who just started at camp last week, and two other boys, Seth, from the Apollo cabin, and Heath form the Nemesis cabin, walked over and began talking to Alice [No, I'm not going to describe any of you to avoid injury, Alice can risk her life with that.].
"No one then?" Mr. D said, ignoring all the hands. "Well, I'll just have to pick some unlucky campers…eenie, meenie, miney, Alice." Mr. D continued, pointing to people in turn.
"Huh?" Alice said, with the most insanely scared look on her face. She looked at Mr. D, fear in her blue eyes [Yes, I described you Alice, now get over it…No Luna, It's not because you think I like her.].
Mr. D simply smiled and shrugged, then continued choosing campers.
When he had six down, who were Alice, Luna, Gale, Lia, Seth, and Heath, Mr. D continued speaking.
"As some of you 'Veteran Campers' can see, this is for our Prophecy that the Oracle, Ms. Dare, predicted. It reads:
Seven half-bloods shall answer the call.
To storm or fire the world must fall.
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the
Doors of Death."
Mr. D finished and clapped his hands, a smile on his face. "Well. Isn't that nice?"
All the kids chosen to do the quest were in shock, looking at each other for support.
"Well, one more…Zane." Mr. D said, pointing to me.
"What? You must be crazy old man." I said, eve though I knew it was dangerous to question a God.
"No, I am not crazy. But I am able to cure insanity." Mr. D said, a smirk on his face.
All of us stared at Mr. D, the man who was practically giving us a death sentence. Lia looked like she was going to fall over from shock. Luna, Gale, Seth, and Heath looked like they were ready to run. And Alice's expression was blank but I heard her mutter, "Yep. I knew it. All of our lives officially suck."