The New Hero

by tiffanythetimpani

A Roman Senior Centurion is Greek, and is sent to Cap Half-Blood. Circe challenges her, and with all odds against her, she prepares for war. *AUTHORS NOTE: THIS WAS MY FIRST FANFICTION AND I NEVER PUT IN DISCLAIMERS, SO HERE'S A DISCLAIMER FOR THE WHOLE THING: I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS. THAT HAPPY RIGHT BELONGS TO RICK RIORDAN.*

6. Chapter 6-Augustus Black

Chapter Six

Augustus Black

The Hecate Cabin was not very popular There was only three other people besides her.

"That's your bunk." A girl pointed to the empty bunk in the dark, lonely corner.

"Okay." Amy dumped her stuff under the bunk. "I heard there's a camp store. Where is it? I need to get some stuff."

"Next to the Big House. That's the big blue house."

"Thanks." Amy walked out and went to the store to buy some toiletries.

When she got to the camp store, she picked out a blue toothbrush, some Colgate toothpaste, a Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, things for female purposes(comb, deodorant, perfume, hair brush, etc.), and some hair ties. A camper with blonde hair a blue eyes stared. She stared back at him and went to pay.

The guy at the counter looked at the stuff in her arms. "Twenty-three."

"Um...ok." Amy dug forty-three denarii out and laid it on the counter. The guy's eyes widened. "We don't accept Roman money. This is a Greek camp. Got any drachmas?"

Her cheeks burned. "No…"

He shook his head. "Sorry, you'll just have to wait until you get some drachmas somewhere."

The boy with blonde hair and blue eyes came over. "It's all right-I'll pay." He dug out twenty-three golden drachmas and handed it over to the guy at the counter.

"Thank you. Have a nice night." The guy with blonde hair and blue eyes followed Amy out the door.

"Th-thank you." Amy stammered.

"Don't mention it-it's kind of a tradition that if there's a new camper with no money, an Apollo camper will pay."

"I'll pay you back somehow."

"No you won't. I won't take it. It's a tradition that we don't accept IOUs. Don't break the tradition."

She snorted. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. You're that new Hecate camper, right? Alice, right?"

"Amelia Roberts. But you can call me Amy."

"Okay, Amelia."

"Just Amy." She corrected him.

"Right. Anyways, Just Amy, I'm Augustus. Augustus Black, son of Apollo." He stuck out his hand and she shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Augustus Black."

"Well..this is my cabin. Nice meeting you."

"You too. And thanks. Good-night, Augustus."

"Good-night, Just Amy Amelia Roberts."

Amy fell asleep that night with excitement buzzing around her brain.