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~Percy's POV~

I've dealt with monsters, hellhounds, and a Titian, but I have never been to a Roman Camp. What the Hades?

I can only remember one thing: Annabeth. It's just a name, but I feel like it's something else.

Anyway, back to the story. I was now carrying an old hippie to a garage parking lot (forgot how he described Camp Jupiter in The Son of Neptune) and two heavily armed teenagers stopped us.

The both held weapons, the boy holding a bow and arrow and the girl holding a sword, which was shorter than mine.

"Who are you?" demanded the girl, raising her sword. Her face was was hidden in a helmet, but her voice sounded… Relieved? Scared? Worried? Man, this chick was good at confusing people.

"Elizabeth, Frank, do not attack him," said the hippie. The two teenagers bowed. "Lady Juno."

"Yes, now will you guide us into Camp, please?" June, the hippie asked.

"Of course, Lady Juno," the boy said, opening the door.

They led us into a busy camp filled with teenagers sword fighting, doing archery, or just hanging out. I set June down.

The campers started to crowd around as June declared, "This is Percy, son of Neptune." Somehow, she just disappeared.

For some reason, the campers seemed afraid of me. Like I would kill them all.

~Elizabeth's POV~

How could Percy be a demigod? How had I never noticed? My stepbrother is demigod. Man, how could I not see this coming?

I decided to get ready for War Games, which were tonight. I went to my barrack and sat on my bunk. I was in the 2nd Cohort. I was glad I wasn't in the first. Octavian runs that one.

Sara, my best friend and half-sister, sat down beside me. "What do you think of the newbie?"

Me and Sara shared a lot of characteristics, us both being daughters of Trivia. We both have hazel eyes, except her's are hazel, green, and gold. Weird, huh? She has curly brown hair, but I have straight blonde hair. We're both antisocial, except with our Cohort, which is like our family.

"I think I know him," I said, hugging my knees.

Sara thought for a second. "Wait, that's your stepbrother Percy?"

I nodded. "At least, he looks like him."

Sara nodded. "Well, I think we better get ready for the War Games."

~War Games~

I stood at the front lines beside Josh of the 1st Cohort. They put me at the front because I was good with magic.

When the gong rang, I lifted the first two people to come forward off the ground. I lifted even more as a wave of dizziness ran over me. This never happened before. What was happening?

The sounds of battle cries faded as it was replaced with natural sounds, much like trees waving in the wind. Where the Neptune was I? (I made that up :P)

I felt a pain in my chest, like I couldn't breathe. Of course, I could, but hardly. I must've fallen hard, because my arm was twisted at an unappealing angle. The distant sound of swords and grunts told me I was near some sort of battle. My survival senses kicked in as I grabbed a vine nearby and used it as a tourniquet. I took deep, calming breathes to regulate my breathing. I still had my gladiolus and armor on.

Wait, why did I have a sword and armor? Why was I here? So man questions filled my head as a girl with kaleidoscope eyes like mine and black, wavy hair looked down and saw me. "Oh gods. Will! I need a healer!"

The sword clashes stopped as a boy with blonde hair and sky blue eyes in a chariot ran towards me and the girl. He had some kind of first aid kit. He grabbed some sort of medicine.

So many questions were floating around in my skull, so I asked the first one that I could find. "Who am I?"

Then everything went black.