DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON!

In this chapter, Percy finds out the real cover of the summer camp behind the mask. He also meets Annabeth and Luke.

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Chapter 2: I meet some New Friends

I woke up with a start. For a moment, I didn't know where I was. Then my eyes slowly refocused and I was able to see things better. I was in a room, but it didn't look like one. Doctors dressed in long brown robes were treating patients' wounds. My best friend, Grover, sat on my right. He stared at me.

I sat up. "Where am I?"

"In the medical wing. At the camp." said Grover. "Percy…."

"Hmm?" I massaged my left arm. It still hurt, despite it being wrapped with bandages and dabbed with ointment.

"Percy….do you remember anything?" my friend asked.

I stopped, staring at him, then to his legs, or should I say, goat's hooves. "Yeah…"

"I'm sorry…I should have protected you, you and your mother…" he hung his head down, guilty.

"It wasn't your fault," I patted his shoulder.

After I got my bandages changed and dressed up, Grover took me sightseeing on the camp grounds. "Here," he pointed to the red cross fixed on the roof of the medical wing (where I was just now) "Is the medical wing. The red cross reflects the sun's rays, and you can see it five hundred meters away."

Next, we went to the archer's gallery. "Here is where the archers' train. Training equipment is over there," he pointed to a box full of bows, and another almost bursting with sharp tipped arrows. I wonder what will happen if someone missed the target and accidentally shot their partner.

"What are you, anyway?" I asked Grover, as we were walking to the cafeteria.

"I'm a Satyr," he answered.

"A Satyr? But…."

"But..?"

"Where are your horns?" I questioned.

Instead of being angry, he laughed. "I'm not fully matured yet, Perce. So, I don't have my horns yet. Well, not yet."

"Oh...okay."

Then, there's where you eat." said Grover as we reached the cafeteria. Benches were arranged neatly, and a few campers raised their eyebrows at seeing me, but said nothing. "Come on, there's someone I want you to see." He ran towards one of the benches. I followed.

"Wait….Mr. Brunner?" I cried at the sight of my Latin teacher.

"Here, I am known as Chiron." Mr. Brunner grinned. "By the way, Percy, okay now?"

"Never felt better," I grinned. My gaze turned to his legs, or should I say, hooves. "So you're a Satyr, too?"

"Nope, I'm a Centaur," he responded.

"I thought Satyrs and Centaurs are the same?"

"No, didn't I teach you during Latin?" He racked his brains. "Oh yeah, we haven't reached Chapter 9 yet…..never mind, I'll tell you later," He grinned again.

Then I noticed the three people sitting with him. One of them was a guy with flaming spiky red hair, wearing a pair of baggy black jeans and a black leather jacket, playing chess with another guy with short brown hair, wearing a plain blue T-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. The board and the chess pieces are carved out of marble, it was a unique piece of work. Surprisingly, the chess move by themselves, and I wonder if they're using mind control, have psychic powers or have magic.

The third, was a girl. Yes, a GIRL. But, she's cute. She's quite tall for a girl, just a bit shorter than me. She's a brunette with long slim legs, fair skin and piercing blue eyes. She scanned me with those great eyes. I made a mental note to ask Grover what her name is.

"Oh yeah…" Mr. Brunner / Chiron continued. "I suppose, Percy, that you don't know why you're here…."

"Yes, I don't. I said. "My mum told me this was a summer camp for special people, but it seems that this isn't a summer camp at all….." I stared at the chess board. By then, the game was over and the flaming red haired guy won. He grinned at me.

"This is a summer camp, Perce. It is for special people, like you." Grover answered.

"I'm not special."

"You are, in a way you never knew…." Mr. Brunner / Chiron said. "Come," he motioned me. "I will introduce them later," he said, seeing me staring at the girl.

We walked to Chiron's private cabin. Apparently, he's the camp instructor. I made myself at home, flopping down on one of the dozen armchairs. It was nice and cosy. The fireplace was clean, no spider webs on the ceilings and his papers were properly arranged on his desk.

"Percy, you're not normal…." He turned and looked at me.

"I'm nuts?" I looked at my fingernails, noticing how long they were.

"No, what I mean to say is, that you're different from most humans, you can read ancient Greek, right?"

I hesitated. He knew.

"You not only can read ancient Greek, you knew who are the Olympian gods, am I right?" he questioned.

"The three brothers, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, and Athena, Hermes, Dionysus, Ares…"

"Indeed." He nodded. "This clearly proves that you are unlike any normal human being."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Demigod." He said.

"Demigod." It dawned on me. It all makes sense. My mum, the sphinx, my dad, this weird camp. "My dad's a….god?" I gasped.

"Indeed."

"Who is he? Hades? Ares? Hermes?"

"For now, that question has no answer…" Chiron gazed at the window, staring at the blue sky.

There was an uncomfortable silence after this. I felt I couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore.

"Everyone in this camp, is either a Satyr, Centaur, or the son or daughter of a Roman god?" I asked.

"Not entirely all of them, but yes."

I didn't answer.

"Come now, I'll introduce you to some of the campers." Chiron walked away. I followed, I had no choice.

Chiron took me to the training grounds, where the campers train.

"Here, is where the campers train," he said.

I stared at him. It was more of a killing marathon to me. The campers aimed slashes at each other. One of them stabbed his partner with a sword. His partner merely smiled, saying that it was a good stab.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it," Chiron grinned.

"Ahh," he looked behind me. "Here's Annabeth," he said.

I turned. It was the brunette I saw at the cafeteria earlier.

"How it's going?" she asked.

"Fine," Chiron grinned. He patted my shoulder. "This is -"

"Percy Jackson."

"Yep. Show him around the camp. Introduce him to some of the campers. Then let him join the games."

"Are you sure you wanna let him join the games? He doesn't even know who his dad is…" Annabeth responded wearily.

"Yep. He'll be fine." Chiron shuffled away, completely ignoring Annabeth's protests.

The brunette sighed. "Come on," she pulled my arm. The touch tingled.

She dragged me towards a row of cabins located beside a lake.

"This, is where the campers live." She motioned me. I followed.

"Cabin 1 is for Zeus's children, Cabin 2 and 3 for Zeus's brothers Hades and Poseidon's children. Cabin 4 is for Ares's children, Cabin 5 Athena's children, and so on. You're not allowed to enter or live in any one of these cabins unless you're their children. And here," she motioned me towards several cabins which looked different than those just now. "Is where normal campers who don't know who their parents are, live."

"Which cabin do you live in?" I asked her.

"Cabin 5."

"I see." I stared at Cabin 5, which was Athena's cabin. It was decorated with carvings of Ancient Greek and stuff about the old Roman empire.

"Let's go to the armory." Annabeth said after a moment of uncomfortable silence.

I nodded. Anything was good, after you had a moment of silence with a girl you barely even knew.

The armory was indeed what it was called. It was located in an open space, only with a palm-thatched roof to keep off the sun and the rain. Armors were hung on the walls, bows were stacked on the shelves and specially pointy objects (swords, daggers, javelins etc.) were placed carefully in special cases.

"Nice," I took a sword out of a case. The silver gleamed under the sun.

"Careful with that, its sharp," a voice cautioned.

I turned. A tall guy was standing at the entrance. He wore a pair of ripped black jeans and a brown T-shirt. He toyed with a dagger, throwing it into the air and catching it again.

"Luke," the brunette beside me straightened.

"Everything okay here?" the blonde asked me.

"Yeah.." I answered awkwardly.

"Hey, Annabeth, what's up?" he tutted.

"Fine," she responded. "And, you should stop toying with that dagger before you hurt someone."

"Ahhh, I'm experienced, y' know…" the guy called Luke grinned.

"Doesn't mean you can toy with weapons." the brunette said, eyeing the dagger with caution.

The blonde snorted.

"Don't you want to introduce yourself?"

"Ahh, yes." Luke straightened. "Luke Castellan, fourteen, second camp leader after little Annabeth here." He smiled at Annabeth, who rolled her eyes at the mention of her name. Luke offered his hand.

I could have sworn I saw the brunette blush.

"Percy Jackson, twelve." I shook hands with him. His hand felt cold.

"Which one of your parents is a god?" he asked.

"Dad," I said quickly.

"Which is…?"

"I don't know."

"I see." Luke put the dagger he was toying back into its case. "Aren't you gonna let him take part in the games?" he asked Annabeth.

"Perhaps..."

Luke insisted me on wearing a suit of armor and a helmet before taking part in the games, since everyone did the same. I didn't really like the helmet, it was big, heavy, it looked awkward on me and there was a weird blue cloth flag on top. What was different, however, was that I was holding nothing except a dagger. Me and Luke had tested most of the swords there, but found none which suited me. In the end he insisted on a dagger, the one he was toying with. It was made out of titanium silver, and suitable for swift stabs and quick kills. I felt like an assassin, ready for action and prepared for battle.

The training grounds were full of campers hustling and bustling to line up in neat rows when we reached there. I was going to just simply line up in the nearest row, when Luke grabbed me by my shirt sleeve.

"Nah, boy, you're coming in my group," he grinned.

Annabeth appeared behind me. "I want him."

"I thought you didn't want him," Luke raised his eyebrow.

"I never said anything."

"Luke rolled his eyes. "Geez…"

"Come on into the Killers, Percy…" apparently her group was red and Luke's blue. They were supposed to be enemies during the games.

Luke sighed. "I'm sorry, but he's with me."

"Fine…." the brunette shrugged and walked away with a sigh.

Two campers fighting for a new guy. How extraordinary.

Hushes came from the campers as Chiron came by. He motioned me to the front. I did so.

"Heroes, warriors, archers, assasins, fall in! Hush now, Jake. Finish that burger quickly, Casey! Stop talking, Susan!"

"We have a newcomer," he patted my shoulder. "Percy Jackson." A few campers from Annabeth's group sniggered. "Now, who wants him in your team?"

Luke raised his hand, grinning at Chiron. He returned the grin. I shuffled towards Luke's group, which was called Nova, and was received with open arms by his teammates, and Grover, who shoved me playfully.

Chiron cleared his throat to get back our attention.

"Okay, everything's settled now, so let the games begin!"

Yeah, 2nd Chapter done! Had a few problems describing the camp, but in the end I managed to do it! Hope it turned out understandable, thanks for reading and hope you have a nice day! :)