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I didn't know what had happened after I had fallen unconscious, but I did know that I had been woken up a few times. The first couple of times I had been barely conscious, I could only tell you that during these times, someone had been looking over me, probably looking for any more injuries.

The first time that I had woken up where I had actually been conscious of my surroundings, I hadn't been alone in the room, in fact, I hadn't been alone the second time either. Over by a nearby window, someone who had looked like a blonde haired surfer had stood watch over me, I could've sworn I had seen an eye on his cheek. I didn't have much time to think about it as I had fallen straight to sleep afterwards.

The next time I had woken up, I was being fed something that looked strangely of golden pudding, only it tasted of popcorn instead, by a blonde haired girl. When she had seen that I was awake she started to ask me some strange questions in my opinion.

"What's going to happen during the solstice? What's been stolen? We only have five weeks to solve this!" I didn't have the energy to tell her to stop yelling at me, so I had just closed my eyes and had fallen back to sleep.

The third and final time that I had woken up, I had been sitting on chair outside, wrapped in a woollen blanket in just the pyjamas I had arrived in. I looked around and notice that I was on a small patio that faced the hill that Grover and I had came down not so long ago.

Speaking of which, where was Grover? I shot up from my seat planning to go looking for him, but changed my mind when I welt a wave of nausea flow through me.

"Easy, you shouldn't stand up so quickly." Familiar hands helped me back into my seat, before picking up the blanket that had dropped to the floor when I had stood up. I looked up with relief into the warm chocolate brown eyes that belonged to my best friend.

"Grover, you're okay." In fact he seemed more than okay, he looked perfectly healthy, as though none of what had happened the other night hadn't disturbed him. And I was pleased to see that it was plain old Grover, no goat legs or hooves, just the normal twelve year old I had remembered. "How long have I been asleep?"

"About a day and a half so you don't have to worry about missing anything." I smiled, slightly happy that I hadn't been unconscious for too long. Grover moved towards a table that had been set up next to me.

"Here, drink this." He handed me a glass of amber liquid that had a little umbrella sticking out of the top. "It'll help." I looked at the glass with caution, I had never felt comfortable with trying new things, and now wasn't an exception to that rule.

"Trust me Chris, its fine." I took the glass off him and took a deep breath before sipping the strangely coloured liquid.

It tasted strange, almost like my mom's blue chocolate cookies. It tasted like home. I gulped the rest of it down, not realizing how thirsty I actually was.

"What did it taste like?" He asked me when I had set the glass back down on the table.

"It tasted like my mom's homemade chocolate cookies."

"That's good stuff that is. How do you feel know that you've had it?"

"Like I could take on Hammer's gang." Hammer was a guy who lived in my apartment building, he got arrested because he was a drug dealer and he also murdered a guy.

"That's good." I watched as he began to fiddle with a shoe box that I had only just noticed he had been holding. "You saved my life Chris, the least I could do was go back and get you this." He handed me the box carefully. With shaky fingers, I carefully opened the lid and gasped loudly at what was inside. The Minotaur horn.

"Grover," I began, my voice shaking. "My mother, is she really -"

I left the question hanging in the air, not able to finish my sentence.

"Yes, she is." I looked down fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over at any moment. "I'm sorry Chris, I was meant to protect you both. That was my job." I shook my head at him, refusing to look up at his face.

"You did fine Grover, you did all you could."

"That's just it, I didn't. I should have tried harder to protect both of you. I had no excuse" I watched him with sad eyes as he paced up and down the length of the patio, mumbling to himself over and over again about how stupid he had been. Thinking that I should take his mind off what had happened two nights ago, I decided to ask him a question that had been on my mind for a while now.

"Grover, where are we?" He stopped suddenly and looked at me as though just realizing, that he hadn't even thought about telling me that important piece of information.

"You're at Camp Half - Blood, it will be here that you'll train to keep yourself safe in the outside world."

"What else is out there?" I looked at him.

"That Minotaur, is only one of the things that's out there, who even knows how long it would take before he came back."

I scrunched my eyebrows up in confusion, hadn't I killed the Minotaur that very night? Now that I think about it, hadn't Theseus done the same? I decided to voice these questions.

"That's just it," Grover began. "Monsters keep reforming, it might take one hundred years to one thousand years, sometimes they come back after one day. You can never be really sure of how long it'll take before they come back, you've just got to be sure that your ready for them."

I nodded in understanding, "So when might I see The old bat again ,a.k.a. ?"

"I'm not the best person to ask those questions too, maybe you can ask Annabeth when she comes with a pair of clean clothes."

"Who?" Just as I asked that question, a blonde girl walked around the corner carrying a fresh pile of clothes. I realized as she got closer that she had been the one to feed me that strange food the other night, or was it last night? I wasn't sure. She smiled at me when she reached the table that held my empty glass.

"You're looking better." She said, holding out her hand to be shaken "I'm Annabeth, daughter of Athena"

Reaching out to shake her outstretched hand I replied. Athena, the man with the plan... I mean woman!

"Chrysanthe Jackson." I took my hand away from here, shortly after she had shaken it, I didn't like the way I felt around this girl, especially after she had said who her godly parent was.

"Anyway, these clothes are for you."

"Thanks, but I have clothes." I said patting my bag, which was next to me. In my bag I had My boots, socks, and two pairs of shorts and three shrits

"Well, keep them anyway, I dout you can servie the whole summer on two of three pairs of clothes.

She handed me the clothes that she had been carrying.

"Well they are going to be a little big, but thank you though" She shrugged it off. She's up to something.

"Its fine, but you'd better hurry, Chiron want to speak to you." I nodded my head at her in thanks as she walked off and turned to Grover.

"Where can I get changed?" He motioned with head for me to follow him back into the house, which I now realize was painted sky blue. He led me up a set of stairs before leading me towards a stark white door.

"Here you go. Just come go back down the way we came to get back outside when you're done, then follow the patio down the edge of the house, it will take you straight Chiron. And don't worry, I'll be there if you need me."

"Thanks Grove." He smiled at me once more and started to head back down the hallway.

I followed the patio around to the side of the house just as Grover had told me to do. After throwing my clothes on, I had ran down the stairs to get outside, thinking it would be a good idea to be on time.

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"Ah, Chrysanthe, it's good to see you awake and well. Why don't you come and join us."

"Do you want me to act surprised?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

He smiled at indicated to a chair in-between him and the strange man.

"I will answer all of you questions in good time my dear girl, please sit down and rest." Slowly, I moved towards the chair, I was still sore from te fight I had.

"Get a move on girl, we haven't got all day!" I jumped at the strange voice, I had almost forgotten that there was someone else with us.

"Well? Are you incapable of walking or what?"

I quickly moved to sit in the chair, I didn't feel like finding out if this man's bite was as bad as his bark.

"Mr. D, there is no need to be like that, she was just confused to see her old Latin teacher at a Camp for Demigods." Chiron chided to the man I now knew to be called Mr. D, he turned back to look at me and smiled warmly. "Now tell me child, what did Grover tell you?" I shrugged my shoulders and frowned, trying to remember everything that I had been told.

"Not much, just that my mother was actually dead, that Greek mythology seems to be real and that I was at a camp that was going to train me to be safe in the outside world." Mr. Brunner raised a single bushy eyebrow at me.

"Is that all?"

I nodded, "Yeah, but I figured A lot by myself."

"Really?" Chiron asked.

I nodded. judging by the reaction Grover given me not many demigods knew fo there heritage before they were told.

"Then please share."

"Well, I figured it out at the beginning of the last week of testing, but I have had my suspicions since the Fury. From what information Grover has given me I think that this camp is to train us to protect ourselves from the monsters out there as well to help us control what ever powers we may or may have not gained from our Godley qestions?"

Chiron stared at me in shock and Mr.D looked up from his game in interest.

"What I have been wondering ,my dear, is how did you defeat ?"

I sighed and pulled out my comb and pushed down on the head of the butterfly. It turned into the sword I come to love.

"Where did you get this?" Chiron gaped, while Mr.D loooked at him in amusement. I guess he wasn't surprised often.

I smiled mysteriously and said, "My father, when I was seven."

"You know who he is?"

"I am not certain, but I am pretty sure."

"Then tell us."

I paused, thinking, before, "Sorry, no can do."

"Why not?"

"I just have a feeling that I shouldn't tell you."

"Then, I'm afraid we will have to wait until you are claimed then."

"Until I'm what?" I looked at Mr. Brunner with a blank face, whatever that meant, I hopped it wouldn't be painful, but knowing my luck, it probably would be.

"Claimed my dear, it's when a God or Goddess claim their children." I nodded, now understanding.

"And how long does that usually take?"

A sad look flashed over Mr. Brunner's face. "I'm afraid I don't know, some demigods never find out who their parent is."

I looked at him, "That's sad. Why do they do that?"

Mr. Brunner looked as though the thought puzzled him.

"I'm afraid I don't know. Maybe they forget but I myself can't tell you the exact reason." I slid down in my seat slightly unnerved about the feeling I had gotten I felt as if I was going to be claimed then I would have to wait for my dad to do so.

But then again, what if he didn't want anything to do with me? After all, he left my mother and I to fend for ourselves. I blinked back the tears that threatened to spill over at the thought of my mother. The sword changed back to a comb and I held it close to me, I shed one tear. If I had gone back and helped her, If I had been quicker then maybe, she'd still be alive. It's my fault.

I decided to change the subject, hoping it would take my mind off her.

"Why don't we play a game of Pinochle and I'll explain to you in more detail about the camp." I nodded mutely, no trusting myself to speak. "Good, I'll explain to you the rules while we wait for Grover to arrive."

Hey guys! I am making a playlist for this story I will hopfully add One to Two songs every chapter.

Prologe- Happy Family by Racoon

2- She's a rebal by Green Day and I've got the Power by Sanp

3- Whatever Will Be By Vanessa Hudgens

4- The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert

5- Cinderella by The Cheetah girls and Supermassive Black Hole by Muse

6- Stronger (what doesn't kill you) by Kelly Clarkson