Sorry this isn't an amazing chapter, its sorta like an in betweeny thing but the last few days have been busy and depressing so ya. All my bffs r moving away and I just realize im gonna b alone on my birthday! August 3… y must it b in summer Y!! also im sorta sickish and I had this ana pana meditation course all day yesterday that was nice but it was reli hard and gave me a head ache. Ppl I am on the verge of an emotional breakdown (more then I allredi have ) so cut me some slack. Seriously, my mom took me to c kung fu panda and I SOBBED when they show that little baby turned evil, that shows u how wacko im going so seriously! Sry im being random … heres the next chap. Enjoy…

Chapter 3

They had put a good 300 meters between themselves and the house before they finally stopped running. Orlando looked like he could keep going for a while but Ingrid looked ready to pass out.

"We should go a little further, just to be safe" suggested Orlando.

Ingrid glared at him "Shut up" she said, breathlessly, "you might be able to win an Olympic footrace but I'm only human"

"Well technically--"

Ingrid silenced him with a glare and sat down on the side walk, breathing heavily.

"How are we going to get to this camp of yours anyways?"

"I was thinking, like, cab."

"Does it fly, by any chance?"

"No, unless you want the grey sisters, but I'm not in the mood for all the 'tooth, eye, barf' stuff"

"Orlando"

"Mmm?"

"I was being sarcastic"

"Oh"



Five minutes later they were sitting in a normal Manhattan taxi.

"So where is this camp?"

"Long Island, in a strawberry farm"

"Ah" this was a little much for her to comprehend. "So what was the thing you did back at the house with the –"

"Woodland magic, these—"he waved a bunch of small thin reeds tied together and cut at different lengths "—are reed pipes. They were created by Pan. We Satyrs are his spiritual children; he was the first of us"

"Wait, Pan as in Peter Pan? Cause' he had one of those reed pipe thingy's '

Orlando looked horrified "NO! Pan as in the lost great god of the wild places, Pan as in nature its self, Pan, who disappeared over 1000 years ago, who millions of satyrs have died looking for!"

"Oh, that Pan… I'm going to pretend I know what you're talking about"

Orlando sighed "Never mind"

"So what were those things you were telling me about after school?" she pursued

"You mean when you didn't listen?"

"Um… ya sorry about that…"

Orlando snorted

"I am!"

"Ya, good, cause' you should be!"

"Look, I said I was sorry, can't we move on already?"

"No, we can't. Ingrid you are about to enter a world where you can't make stupid mistakes, and I don't think you realize exactly what you did!'

"I didn't believe you and you were right?"

"Yes, you left me standing there like a complete idiot, but you did way more than that. You got yourself in danger and almost killed, and aside from the fact that that would really suck for you, I would have lost my job and we would lose a powerful half blood! I don't think you realize the delicacy of the situation here!"



"Maybe because I don't know what the situation is!" exclaimed Ingrid in aspiration. "You didn't tell me anything apart from that we were preparing for war! Who's 'we' anyways?"

"'We' is every one on our side"

"No freakin' duh. And who is that"

Orlando rolled his eyes "basically everyone at camp and on Olympus but some of them are traitors and spies."

"What's the war about, start from the beginning."

"You know those stories from Greek and Roman mythology, Zeus, Hera, Hades excetera?"

"Ya…"

"And you know the story of Kronos?"

"Ya, that freak had a bunch of kids then heard a prophecy that his kids would kill him so he ate them all, but then his wife saved one of them. Then the kid who didn't die, who was Zeus, made him throw up the other kids and they all beat him up and killed him, and they all lived happily ever after bla bla bla. We learnt it all in ancient history, you were there!"

"Well it's all true and now Kronos is back."

"But they killed him"

"Ingrid do you know what 'immortal' means"

"Ya, but if he's not dead then why does the legend say he was killed? "

"Zeus cut him into a million pieces and scattered them in Tartarus. But an Immortal can't die, hence the name, he was just too weak to cause any problems, until two years ago."

"What happened then?"

"He managed to speak to a half blood in his dreams, a son of Hermes named Luke, he convinced him to help him rise to power. Now Kronos is almost strong enough to rise completely"
"What does he want?"

"What do you think? He wants to take his throne back!"

"What does that mean for everyone else, like the world?"

"The end of the Western Civilization."

"Oh. My. God. That's… BIG"



"Now do you understand what you could have done?"

"No"

"Huh?"

"Well I'm just one kid; I don't see how me getting killed could bring him back completely,"

"You're a strong half blood"

"How do you know?"

"I can smell it"

"I took a shower this morning" said Ingrid, offended.

"No, not like that you idiot, I can smell you're a half blood and the stronger you're sent is, the more powerful you are"

"Can you tell who my mom is from smelling me?"

"No, I normally can make a good guess but… I can't recognize your scent…"

"Oh"s

There was a short silence.

"Lando?"

"Ya"

"I am sorry you know"

"Ya, I know"

"So are we friends again?"

"We always were" he grinned

Ingrid opened her mouth to say something but then a surprised look crossed Orlando's face.

"STOP"

The cab screeched to a halt.

"What is it son, is the car on fire!?" yelled the cabbie with an alarmed look on his face

"No, but we almost missed our stop"



"What here? We're in the middle of nowhere, you sure?

"Yes I'm sure, just let us out here please"

"Ok but it's your funeral"

"Don't worry, you'll be invited!" piped up Ingrid cheerfully

The Taxi driver looked horrified, he grabbed the money Orlando was holding out and kicked them out of the cab.

"So this is the camp I've heard so much about." Said Ingrid

"You see the pine tree with the golden cloth on it? After that is camp half blood" There was a look in Orlando's eyes so full of longing it was painful "I can't wait to be home after a whole year!"

And with that they hiked up the hill.

Alas, a boring chapter filled with things you already knew… I had to put it in somewhere! Ok ppl I need help, I think asking for peoples real emails so I cud show them a pic of Ingrid just made them think I was a freaky stalker pervisite (a cross between a parasite and a pervert) so is it possible to upload it onto the story itself? You know what? im gonna put it on a word doc and then add that doc as a chapter and see what happens. lolz