*I am super duper glad you guys enjoy my story! Thanks for the awesome reviews! Just to let everyone know, I will probably be adding an author's note to every one of my chapters. This chapter isn't really that interesting, but I had to lay down the foundation for the story, okay? I promise there will be more action in the next one :P. And before I forget again, I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but I am simply a fan who likes to write about Rick Riordan's wonderful ideas.*

"My father is a what?" I sputtered. Maybe it was my mother who needed to be on medication, not me.

"Your father is a God." My mother repeated. "Surely they have taught you about this in schools. The Greek Gods? Zeus? Hermes? Poseidon? They are real, Lulu. They are immortal, living, breathing Gods. And they are your family."

There was a heavy silence the hung in the air between us. Finally, I said, "I have officially decided that you are both crazy. Greek Gods? Come on, you guys can't be serious. I think I'm going to call the doctor." I picked up the phone and started to dial. My mother snatched the phone out of my hands.

"Lucienne, I have never been more serious in my life. Please, you just have to trust me. I know it seems a bit, well, far-fetched, but you have to believe me, or it may very well be the death of you."

I just stared at her. "So you want me to believe, that my biological father, is some kind of God?"

My mom winced. "Well, yes. As hard as this may be, you have to believe. I can't blame you, I suppose. I would probably be the same way." I closed my eyes.

"Do you believe me?" she asked. With my eyes still closed, I nodded and she put her arms around me and pulled me close to her. A few minutes later, Asana walked in.

"Sorry, did I come at a bad time?" she asked. I shook my head and pulled away from my mom.

"Asana, really, don't you knock?" My father sighed.

"Yeah, but is it really necessary with you guys? I know you are gonna let me in."

"Yes, but that really isn't the-" he stopped himself, threw his arms up in surrender, and walked back over to the couch.

"Honey," mom turned to me. "The camp that Asana is going to, I think you had better go too. It's a camp for people like you."

Asana cut her off. "So wait, you told her? She knows who she is?"

I stared at her in disbelief. "How do you know about me?"

"Because silly, I'm a demigod too. I haven't known for very long, though. I only found shortly after Christmas break. So this will be my first year at camp half-blood too! We can start together! Oh, Luce, I am so excited! I have been waiting for this ever since Sage told me-"

"Wait, Sage told you? How does she know?"

"Well, you see, Sage is my protector. She's a Satyress. A Satyress is the same as a satyr, which is a half man, half goat, but she's half woman, half goat. She's your protector too. But first and foremost, she is our friend."

"So you are this demi-thingy, and Sage is half goat? Don't I have any normal friends?" I snapped at her.

Her blue eyes widened and she looked hurt. "It's called a demigod, or half-blood. And I am normal, Lucienne. There are no abnormal people, only different people. Fortunately, or unfortunately, we are those different people, whether you like it or not." She said coldly, her chin sticking out.

I felt my gaze drop. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean it like that. It's just… this is a lot to take in."

"It's okay. I understand, you've had a long night, it is probably overwhelming."

I nodded. "Do I really have to go to this camp? I would really rather stay here."

"Well, it's the safest place for half-bloods out there, so I would have to say your choices are between guaranteed safety, or getting eaten by monsters. Take your pick. It will be fun, Lu. Sage and I will be there."

Sighing, I said "Will you come to my room and help me pack then?"

She smiled and skipped down the hallway to my room. I looked at my mom and dad. Mom smiled encouragingly at me and dad still looked troubled and like he was going to cry any minute. I walked over to him and gave him a huge hug. He squeezed me tight and kissed me on the top of my head.

"You will always be my daddy," I whispered. He buried his face in my hair.

"And you will always be my baby girl, no matter what."

I smiled up at him and then went to my room. Part of me still wanted to believe that this was a dream. That they were pulling some kind of giant prank on me, like I was on the show PUNK'D. But most of me knew they were telling the truth. I had always been somewhat abnormal, no matter what Asana said. I've always had something different about me, and other kids noticed too. I wasn't cool or popular; I didn't fit in with that crowd. I wasn't beautiful, like Asana. Cute, maybe, but not beautiful. I had always had somewhat of a normal life though, nothing that exciting. Only child, a mom and dad, went to school, had a couple of best friends. Normal. What I wouldn't give to have that life again.

When I got to my room, Asana had already been pulling T-shirts and shorts out of my drawers and placing them on my bed. Crossing her arms, she said to me, "Would it kill you to keep your drawers more organized?"

"Would it kill you to have some patience?" I teased, laughing. She grinned, and I took over. She sat on my bed crisscross-applesauce style.

"Does your father know that you are a demigod?" I asked her. Asana never knew her mother, and now I guess I know why.

"Yes, my mother had told him that she was a Goddess. Some Gods and Goddesses don't even tell the person they are with that they are a God. Luckily, both your father and my mother told our parents. But you know, you are supposed to keep it from your kids for as long as you can. The more you know about yourself, the more monsters you attract. That's why we aren't told right from the moment we can understand."

"Were you that accepting of the fact that you were a demigod? I wonder if my mother could tell that you were one."

Asana pondered that for a minute. "Well… I guess I took it pretty well. I mean, I had a hard time believing at first, but once you think about it, it makes sense. I really don't have a choice; I am who I am. And yes, your mom knew. She could tell from the minute I came over for the first time when we were four. Not that this has anything to do with that, but your mother can see through the Mist. The Mist is what keeps mortals from seeing things as they really are."

"Hmm. That monster that attacked me today… what was that?"

"Sage told me it was a Laistrygonian. They are like, some crazy cannibalistic monsters, but not the worst out there. You are lucky you killed it, since you have no training. But monsters never really die; they just die for a little while, and then they come back. Sometimes, if you are lucky, they don't come back for a lifetime."

"You aren't making this up, are you? I mean, this is actually real?"

Looking at me in amazement, she said, "Lucienne, why would I ever even think about lying about something as big as this?"

I shrugged and put the last of my stuff into my suitcase. "It just seems so surreal, that's all."

She smiled apologetically. "I know. I promise it well get better. Well, I better get going; it's getting really late. I will see you tomorrow, Sage and I will be here at around noon." She wrapped her arms around me and bounced happily out the door.

She is way too happy about something like this, I thought to myself. I had heard the Greek stories, and they didn't end well. All the heroes died horrible, nasty deaths. I wouldn't be able to live if anything happened to Asana or Sage. They were some of the most important people in my life. I shook my head. Don't think like that, I scolded myself. They aren't going anywhere. I brushed my teeth, put on my pajamas, and pulled the covers back on my bed. I prepared myself for tomorrow, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.