AN: Please review and give me some ideas it would be fun to incorporate your ideas into my story. Disclaimer: I own most of the characters except the ones that Rick owns and the Greek gods and goddesses.

Ok, so fainting in front of two hairy weirdos is pretty embarrassing, but having like a hundred-eyed surfer guy staring down at you is pretty high on the embarrassing list too. His whole body was covered in eyes, some of them were closed and the ones that were opened were all glued to me.

"Good, you're awake, now I can leave and do some real work," a girl on my side exclaimed. She had bronze-brown colored hair and intense brown eyes. She was extremely fit and muscles rippled on her arm. But the thing that stood out the most was a long, skinny, bronze sword in her hand. "Anyway, I'm Alex. And you?"

"Jon," I answered, confused. "Where am I?"

"You don't know?" she asked and I shook my head, "Follow me; I'll have Chiron explain everything to you."

"Was he named after that centaur from the Greek myths? Cuz I just finished a History thing on that and it was too hard to read about and he sounded extremely boring," I rambled on.

"I'm boring, am I?" A voice behind me inquired. I turned around and saw the horse man again, but this time I did not faint (I know, big accomplishment).

"You're Chiron."

"How many other centaurs do you know?"

"Ummmm…. None."

"Then, yes, I am Chiron. This is Camp Half-Blood," He explained.

"Am I supposed to give blood or something?"

"No, this camp only allows campers who are sons or daughters of Olympian gods or goddesses. Take Alex for example, her mother is a mortal, but her father is Hermes," Chiron replied, chuckling.

"Then who's my Olympian parent?" I asked, thinking this was a joke.

"Well, you have to be claimed for us to know," Chiron answered, uneasily.

"How long will that take?" I said, humoring him.

"Sometimes a few minutes, sometimes never. Gods are very busy you know."

"Prove to me that this is all real," I challenged and he sighed in annoyance.

"Have you ever been attacked by something that you thought couldn't actually be there," I nodded, "it was probably a monster. You have ADHD and dyslexia right?

"Yes," I answered.

"The ADHD is your battle field reflexes and you're dyslexic because your mind is hardwired to read Greek not English," he explained. I know that this may sound strange, but I actually believed him. Okay, don't get the strait jacket yet, but all the things he just said related to me and I had always wondered about my cafeteria lady.

"Oh…."

"Alex you should show Jon around and bring him into the Hermes cabin until he gets claimed, at least," Chiron ordered and she brought me outside.

The camp was like nothing I had ever seen before. It had pavilions, made of white marble, the grass was the brightest green I had ever seen on grass before, the lake was gleaming and canoes glided across its surface, the woods beckoned for me to explore them, and the strawberry fields enticed me with their sweet aromas. Only a few things were out of place a rock wall with lava pouring down it and a tree with a dragon wrapped around….. Huh?

"Why is there a dragon there?" I asked, suspiciously.

"A few years ago a girl sent her friends on ahead of her so she could fend the monsters off and she was defeated on that hill. Her father, Zeus, took pity on her and turned her into a pine tree. Then the biggest traitor in history poisoned the tree and Percy and Annabeth, the saviors of the Age of the Gods, went on a quest and got the Golden Fleece. The Fleece purged the poison and the girl and now we have a dragon guarding the fleece," she explained in rapid fire succession.

"Ummm… okay, got it," I replied, weirded out, "So, where am I sleeping?"

"In the Hermes cabin, with me, all demigods who have not been claimed are in the Hermes cabin, because he is the god of hospitality," she answered, "Although the Hermes cabin is a little tight right now, so you'll be sleeping in our extra pavilion that we had to have put up so the Hermes cabin wouldn't have people sleeping on top of each other."

"Great, that sounds like a lot of fun," I exclaimed sarcastically and followed her to the camp store. They gave me a sleeping bag, some clothes, and toiletries. We stopped by the Hermes pavilion and dropped my stuff off on our way to the dining pavilion. She brought me to a table that was stuffed with kids; some of them were even sitting on the floor.

Alex gave me a golden plate, filled with ribs and pizza and a goblet and told me that I could just ask for whatever drink I wanted. When I was about to dig in I saw everyone else getting up and head for a flaming brazier.

"You need to sacrifice part of your meal to your Olympian parent," she explained and she dropped some pizza in and muttered a pray to Hermes.

I walked up and I dropped part of my pizza in and gave a silent prayer asking to be claimed by my parent. Right after I put the food in everyone around me gasped in surprise. I looked around and they were all looking at my head, so I looked up and I saw a fading quarter moon.

"Jon, son of Artemis, take your place at your table!" Chiron ordered and I noticed that a new table had appeared so I took my seat.

No one joined me for dinner so I miserably poked at my food eating very little. When I got up with the rest of the camp I had been given a wide berth by everyone, except for Alex.

"Come on, I'll show you to your cabin," she beckoned.

"Why is everyone so surprised?" I asked, curiously.

"Because Artemis is supposed to be a virgin."