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Chapter 5
"I got a Grand Tour at a weird Camp"
Toby
Well, got an almost died experience wasn't the best experience ever but it did give me a weird dream though, my dream involved with a guy that looked like Trent also Annabeth and of course me stabbing myself in the chest and trust me it felt really hurt. Of course I still trying to rub the feeling of being stab by a sword and still holding my chest like it's really happening and of course it's burn and hurt at the same time.
Now I'm waiting for Trent that still talking with Annabeth, trust me, waiting for them it's quiet bored me up, of course I have to do something but there's nothing to do until of course I saw the photo's of the kids that joining the camp, one of the photo catch my attention, a picture of a boy with black hair and green eyes, exactly like Trent.
And behind the pedestal was an array of pictures all around the Greek letters meaning "In Memorial of Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon." There were a lot of picture of his time at Camp, arm in arm with Annabeth or laughing with a guy that Half Goat. There were more than a few of him during sword-fighting, wiping the field with the other kids.
"Hey, Will" I said as I point to the picture. "Who's that?"
"That's Percy Jackson, Son of Poseidon and he was a hero, a brave hero indeed" Will said as he cross his arm.
"Where is he now?!" I asked. A question that I should never asked.
"He died a hero of course, and I never discuss this to a new kid but Annabeth is very sad when he's gone" said Will.
"Why?" I asked again.
"Percy is Annabeth boyfriend and when she died, she hadn't even move on" said Will.
"Wow, she must be really in love with this guy" I said.
"Yeah, they're the love birds" Will said.
As I look to another photos of the people in this camp, I found another photo of Annabeth, when she still quite young with a boy with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes, I felt that I knew this guy, like I ever saw him before. There's a lot of photo of him in this camp with Annabeth and the other.
Until a saw a picture of him, like a memorial besides Percy, I look pretty shock when I saw that he got the same scar like mine, maybe it's just a coincidence, there's no way I got the same scar like him, after that I saw array of pictures all around the Greek letters meaning "In Memorial of Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, Hero of Olympus."
When I want to look closer, I felt something weird going on. I felt the burn more intense then I got a black out, and everything went really white until I found myself again in a middle of nowhere.
..."The sooner we leave, the better," I was saying. "I want this over with."
"Aww," the girl sympathized, running a finger down my arm. She was beautiful, wearing a blue dress tonight. "You find it unpleasant to destroy your own camp?"
'Your own camp…' Those words rang in my head.
'Yes, destroy it,' a voice inside me convinced. 'They have done nothing for you. They don't care. You've suffered enough. You need to fight back.'
"I need to fight back," I murmured. "Destroy the camp. Leave no one alive. No mercy. The camp will be destroyed forever."
'Yes…yes…this is your duty, Luke: Destroy the camp.'
"Destroy the camp…"…
…"Destroy the camp," I muttered, snapping awake. "Whoa"
I found myself with Will looking at me with a weird look, he looked really concern about me and of course start to checking up like a doctor, he then pull his little flashlight that doctor use to examine their patient.
"You're okay" said Will while he's examine my eyes with his flashlight. "You got black out a little bit but you're kind of back a little"
"What?" I reached up to touch my head, which was throbbing.
"We need more check up I think" said Will. "Anyway, they're done talking; I think it's time to see Chiron"
"Chi- Who?" I asked.
"Chiron" Annabeth said. "He's waiting in the big house"
I had a constant headache as I reach the Big House. Fragmented memories rushed around my head, and I struggled to make sense of them all. When he turned around, I recognized him immediately from my dream. His bow and quiver full of arrows; the white stallion body; the stern but kind face. They all hit me in a single blow. A feeling of pride and love hit me, and I frowned. Needless to say, I was surprised, but not shocked to find Chiron was a bloody centaur.
"C-Chiron?" I stammered nervously.
"We have twenty minutes till campfire starts." Annabeth said. "I can show you some of camp before you're introduced."
Chiron started to smile but then frowned instantly. He looked me straight in the eye, turned pale, and said five words that sent a chill down my back:
"You're supposed to be dead"
"Hey!" Trent exclaimed surprise. "What do you mean he's supposed to be dead?!"
"Uh, never mind," Chiron said, regaining his composure. "Annabeth. Is this the boys you found earlier this week?"
"Yes Chiron" said Annabeth. "They both survived the Horde that chasing them"
"Ah, I see" said Chiron curiously. "What is your name?"
"Um…Toby...Toby Carter"
"Hmm…Toby," he mused. "And you're?"
"Trent" Trent replied, sticking his hands in his dirty jean pockets.
"Trent?" Chiron repeated. "Quite an odd name."
"Not as weird as Chiron." he pointed out, scowling.
Then he turned to Annabeth. "You know, princess, this doesn't convince me that there are gods."
Annabeth gave a huff of frustration. "Well, what am I supposed to do? Our camp director Dionysus is at Olympus to talk about removing him from camp, so I-"
"Your camp director is a god?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
"Unfortunately." I heard Annabeth grumble under her breath.
"Now Annabeth…" Chiron said gently. "Dionysus isn't that bad…."
"Maybe…" Annabeth said.
"How old are you?" Chiron asked again. "Both of you"
"Sixteen" said Trent. "And Toby's eleven"
"What is your last name?" Chiron asked again, seriously it's like playing 20 question with the Centaur.
Trent shrugged, uneasy. "Don't have one, not that I can remember"
"I see" said Chiron. "And you?"
"I already told you. Carter. Do you want me to spell it for you? C-A-R"
"No, it's all right," he said absent-mindedly. "What do you like to do during your free time?"
"Why are you asking us random questions?" I retorted.
"Hmm…," he said again. "Just like Luke. Impatient. Ignorant. Repeating a question with a question…"
"What?!" Trent and Annabeth said in the same time. Annabeth look at Trent with a weird look.
"I mean, why did you compare him to his Luke guy?!" said Trent. "He's just got here and you guys already telling him he's not himself"
And trust me if I have a camera I would take a picture both of them, because they expressions are precious but also confusing, did they know who's this Luke guy is.
"Now Annabeth, after you gave the boys a tour to the camp I want you take them to cabin 11 because they're yet unclaimed" said Chiron.
"Okay Chiron" said Annabeth.
She led us to the lava climbing wall first, which looked pretty awesome. I saw a few satyrs and campers racing up it, and smirked. First I thought the lava would burn them but then it's only they're clothes.
"When can I climb this thing?" I asked Annabeth.
Annabeth eyes lit up. She probably thought I was warming up to the camp, and that my attitude earlier was from fear and confusion.
She shrugged. "When Chiron schedules you. As you are unclaimed, we'll be testing your skills to see which god may be your parent."
"Again with the god talk, princess." Trent sighed. "Seriously…"
"Which parent did you live with?" Annabeth blurted out. "Your mom or dad?"
Trent glared at her. "None of your damn business."
Annabeth eyes hardened. "I just want to help you guys"
"I don't need your help." he snarled.
"Trent" I said trying to calm him.
"Fine, too personal." Annabeth sighed. "You could be a little nicer you know"
He snorted. "Why?" I didn't bother to turn to her. "No one is kind to me. I tried being nice, and all that did was end up getting me used as a pawn, or hurt more times than I can count. And that's just what I can remember."
"How do you know things can't get better?" Annabeth challenged.
"How do you know they can't get worse?" he shot back. "How do you know that my past could hold good things when all I can remember are the bad, princess? How can a know-it-all, stuck up, spoiled princess know what I've been through?"
"You don't know me!" Annabeth shouted, her nostrils flaring. "I was abused too! I was neglected and told how worthless I was! It got so bad I ran away! But then I found friends and a family, and looked to the good in life! I know more about it than you do!"
"I never got that chance." he said in a low voice. "I never had a choice in anything I did."
"Shut up!" I scream. Okay maybe it's been too for because some other kids at the camp looked at me.
"Wow kiddo, that's uh…uh..." said Trent. "I have nothing to say, seriously this is the first time"
Annabeth took a shaky breath. "This conversation isn't over, Trent, but we should move on."
We visited the archery and gun range (I hated the first and tolerated the second), the sword fighting arena (which I loved), the ropes course (interesting enough, but I could see myself getting tangled up), the pegasi or Pegasus stables, the volleyball, basketball, and tennis courts, and finally, the cabins.
The cabins were empty, as most of the campers were down at campfire. I hid a wince as memories rushed in as I passed each cabin, Annabeth not helping as she gave a running commentary. A surge of hatred hit Trent as we stopped in front of the Hera cabin. I don't know why but it's really look like he really hate it there.
Annabeth noticed. "Whoa. What have you all riled up?"
He shook his head. "Reminds me of the punks on the street princess. They'd have fun with you."
Annabeth hand tightened on the handle of her bronze knife. Wow she's scary, for a girl with a knife that also great at fighting and can knock you out cold anytime, it's pretty scary.
We passed Cabin 3 and a faint smile flittered across Trent and of course Annabeth lips. Trent's look like he knew the place really well, like he once lived there and trust me he got that nervous face every time we stole something or maybe a pack of giant monster chasing us.
"Is this his cabin?" I asked. Stupid question I know, but I can't helped it. "You know Per-"
"Yes it's his Cabin" said Annabeth in a shaking voice.
"I'm sorry for asking you that" I said.
"It's alright Toby" she said. "He was the best seaweed brain I ever known"
I can saw Trent face got really sad, like he felt really guilty about something, he looked at Annabeth like he want to say something to her, to make her felt better, like Trent knew her and telling her something.
"Anyway, guys, I'll take you to Cabin 11 for now, because you guys haven't been unclaimed" said Annabeth.
In the center of the cabins was a courtyard kind of thing. There was a bonfire in the middle where a young girl was tending it. Statues of people dotted the square, a few showing some very unnecessary parts. The inside was like a garbage dump.
Clothes and shoes were littered on the floor. Candy wrappers were everywhere. The kids inside were having a 'snowball fight' with crumpled up pieces of paper.
"Guys!" Annabeth immediately yelled. The kids froze and turned to her direction. A chair near the back of the room began to splinter.
"Uh…hey." A guy stepped forward. He had curly brown hair and brown eyes. "Um…"
Annabeth gave him a silencing stare.
Trent of course smirked at them, he knew they could be the trouble maker in this cabin, and well there are a lot of them with that mischievous smile just like mine of course and it's kind of weird because I felt like they're just a long lost half brothers and sisters of course.
"Uh…hi," Travis said awkwardly. "I'm, um, Travis and that's my brother Connor"
"So, uh…" Travis cleared his throat and rubbed his back self-consciously. "I guess you guys are taking that bunk over there…" He gestured to a bunk bed in the back of the room. It was still rumpled as if someone had been sleeping there. I walked over and sat down.
"You guys would join some activity camp for today" Annabeth said. "But over the time you guys would stay here until you guys being claimed"
"Claimed?" I asked
Travis sighed. "I know this might seem really weird, 'cause it pretty much is, but you're the descendent of a Greek god or goddess, depending on who your godly parent is."
"Well, you're stuck here until the gods claim you" Connor said.
"Let's go introduce you to camp." Annabeth said, as if she would rather do anything else. We began walking towards where I knew the camp would be singing songs and setting their marshmallows on fire.
The fire was high and brightly dancing, crackling with excitement. The flames grew higher as Annabeth led me into the amphitheatre. Rows of heads turned to me, and I scowled at them all.
Chiron rose. "This is Trent and Toby Carter, our newest camper. Please do your best to make them feel welcome."
"Hail." The crowd cheered.
"Now Toby, we're going to stay here for a while" said Trent.
"Or we could go to Canada," he breathed, smiling slightly. "That's always an option."
I shook my head sadly and ruffle is hair, pouring every ounce of my love and adoration for him into my lips as I did so. I felt Toby sag in defeat; he knew what was coming. "
"No, Toby" I told him. "Canada was never an option."
Suddenly a boy and a girl came up to us, one was a Mexican-American, with pointy ears like elf and a pouch of every mechanic stuff combine, and the girl looks like Indian-American with a one braid in her hair and trust me, her eyes keep changing like a kaleidoscope, to blue, green, brown and it's kept going like that.
The girl kind of flinch when she saw Trent sitting with me.
"Percy?"
It isn't a cliff-hanger! Don't kill me! Next update will be tomoroow probably. Review if you want. Thanks for reading!