Chapter 1
Chapter 1
A long time ago, there was nothing. No wars because there were no beings. No people because there were no gods. No gods because there was no planets. No stars. No long days filled with warmth or cold nights flooded with icy breaths.
There was nothing.
Or at least according to the Greeks.
Then, they say, out of the darkness Chaos appeared, soon followed by the the earth and the sky What happened next is billions of years of wars, battles, heartbreaks, births, deaths, and stories. Stories passed down decade to decade.
So let's skip a couple of billion years. To now, 2018 because if you wanted to know the myths and legends of the Ancient Greeks, there are plenty of great books about that, filled with plenty of stories about the past. This is not one of them. This story is about three girls learning about their future, not their past.
The story begins in a camp, but not just a ordinary camp with cabins and a canoe lake and a mess hall. Actually, scratch that. It is an ordinary camp with a slight twist. Just a small one.
The campers go there to protect themselves from monsters that start to hunt them.
Because the campers are demigods.
This camp goes under the name of Camp Half Blood. If you are interested in going, the address is:
Camp Half-Blood, Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141
Long Island..., New York 11954
It isn't really advised for you to go. Mainly because it is guarded by a dragon. And that is just for starters.
But you aren't there yet, our story begins in a small in village in Greece where we find two girls so unaware of the dangers they were about to face.
The girl trailed along the cobbled path, her suitcase catching on every stone. Her long scarlet hair caressed down her back, tumbling down to her waist. The wind caught it, grasping at it, sending it into a fire of fiery locks. She paused, tying her hair back, shielding it from the ferocious winds.
She continued down the path, fiddling with the tag fastened around her neck. She read it again, for quite possibly, the 100th time this hour, reading the words, inked on the card:
Name: DeNoire, Eleanor
Origin of birth: Siberia, Russia
Date of Birth: January 13th 2006
Gender: F
At least she could be sure of that. Everything she could be sure of was on a single card, small enough to be held in her hand. What does that say about someone?
She sighed as she reached the steps. Picking up the suitcase, she started lugging it up the stairs sighing as she reached the top. She hesitated for a fleeting second as she knew that knocking on this door would change her life forever.