Sorry that it's starting off slow, just need to get through one more chapter and things will really get going, I promise. And I'm starting to figure out the pairings but suggestions are welcome. Enjoy this one took up about eight pages up on word processor. But Fanfiction makes all that work seem quite small :I
Disclaimer: I don't own Homestuck or Percy Jackson.
Blue eyes fluttered open blurriness biting at the edges of the owners' vision. John blinked several times to get rid of said blurriness. As they cleared he noticed a wooden ceiling like the kind you find in a wooden lodge or something. This puzzled John as did the sudden wince of pain to his left, curiosity gripped him and he turned his head towards the noise.
He saw a young kid wincing as a woman was changing the gauze on his torso. John propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. He was in an open building with hammocks lining the walls, men and woman with medical supplies and herbs were walking leisurely around or sitting next to an occupied hammock. He ran a hand down his face with a groan was he still dreaming?
"Hey friend." A familiar voice sounded to his right.
"Oh hey Gamzee." He replied with his hand still over his eyes.
"How ya feelin' motherfucker?"
"I... uh... I had the craziest dream last night. It had giant cows, my dad, and you. But you were some hybrid goat human thing- holy shit." He exclaimed as he finally pulled his hand away to look at his friend.
"Well if ya wanna be motherfuckin' correct I'm a Capricorn Satyr but Satyr for short." He stated with a swish of his finned tail and a clop of his cloven hooves.
"Oh…" He swung his legs over the side of his hammock and groaned. "No no no…. last night wasn't a dream? Then my Dad…"
"I'm sorry friend." Gamzee said in his own tone to try and convey his condolences. "You've been out for about three days. But it's about time you learned everythin'."
"Three days? Seriously!"
"Yeah and I think it's about time you motherfuckin' learned everything that's been kept from you." Gamzee said turning and gesturing for his friend to follow. John pushed up from the hammock and wobbled a moment before finding his balance.
He couldn't help stealing glances at his friends' legs, it was weird but interesting. He was suddenly stopped as he heard five thunks. "Watch the arrows fuckers, new guy here." John swallowed hard, it's like Death had his number and just enjoyed giving him more close calls.
"You gotta keep your eyes open around here." Gamzee explained as they continued. John was trying to do just that but there was so much going on. There were kids of all ages running around on obstacle courses made of rope, wood, and a rock wall.
"You're special John."
"Yeah right, Gamzee. What's special about me? I've dyslexia and ADHD."
Gamzee sighed heavily and ran a hand through his unkempt hair before speaking again. "Now you remember Ms. Paint asked you that question in the museum? How some of the Greek Gods would come down and get with a motherfucking mortal, and they'd have kids?"
"What…" He muttered as he thought back. "No way."
"That's right friend, you're a Demi-god, mirthful miracles for John Egbert." Gamzee clapped his hands as if to say yes the message clicked. "The ADHD? You're jittery you can't sit still for long periods of time. I've seen what you get like motherfucker when you're forced to sit for more than an hour. Bouncing off the walls like a kid who stole all the cookies in the cookie jar. Those are your battle reflexes friend. And your brain is hard wired to read the greeky language not English."
"Okay that explains that." He exhaled with a deep sigh. "I'm having a hard time believing that, Gamz… Uhhhh…." He stopped mis-sentence when he they came to a stop at a field where more kids of various ages were sword fighting.
But his attention was drawn to the girl in the middle. She wore deep blue long sleeved shirt and a chest plate vest with those dangly things that Greek armor had at the bottom. She was swing around a sword with skill and effectively caused her opponent to stumble backward. She had shoulder length black hair and wore a smug grin. "Who is that?"
"Ahaha, she eats people for breakfast."
"Her name." He stated firmly pursing his lips.
"Vriska, daughter of Mindfang." He replied with a snort. "Alright enough ogglin', she might come over here and stab you. We need to find Ms. Paint and Mr. Strider."
John reluctantly tore his eyes away from the deadly beauty and followed after Gamzee once more. They made their way down a long slanted dirt path until they reached the shore where John saw an even more amazing sight. From far away they looked like a herd of horses but as one broke off from the ranks and galloped towards them, it was in fact not a horse. Or rather it was a horse that lacked a head and instead had the upper body of a man.
"Mr. Strider." Gamzee greeted the horse-man. His flank was a mild mustard color that matched his duckbutt hair style. "I see Mr. Egbert has woken up and is none worse for the wear."
"Y….You have a horses ass." He stated bluntly, earning a brief silence before Mr. Strider laughed.
"Well yes, yes I do. And I am proud of my plush horse rump." The horse man replied, reaching back to give said plush rump a pat. "Now I trust that Gamzee has informed you of what you are."
"A Demi-god." John said as if he himself was still trying to accept that fact.
"Where's Ms. Paint?" Gamzee asked lazily.
"She is helping the cooks today." Mr. Strider explained. "Though I think we need to get you settled into Cabin Eleven, Mr. Egbert."
"Uh I guess that's okay…" He rubbed the back of his neck. Part of him was screaming that this was a dream, which he'd wake up from soon. But the other part was saying; just go with it. The trio walked down along the beach before going up a different dirt path that seemed to lead to more training grounds.
"Over there is the mess hall. Breakfast is at 6 AM, Lunch is at 12:00 PM, and Dinner is at 6 PM." Mr. Strider explained as they passed an area that was lined with columns surrounding it in a square. Inside he could see tables here and there. He could even make out a spit roast, and a huge fire pit.
"The stables are over there and the cabins are this way."
John followed next to the horse man with Gamzee on the other side. They passed through the camp and came to an area where there were several different looking cabins, thus giving this place a more 'camp' feel. The trio came to a halt when a group of Demi-gods approached Mr. Strider. John pretty much drowned out what they were saying as he took in each cabins unique look.
There were five on each side and two in the middle. The two cabins in the middle stood in a next to each other while the others fanned out to make something resemble of a V shape. The courtyard itself contained a fire pit, two fountains equally distanced from the fire pit, and flower beds that made a circle around everything in the middle.
Starting from the right row, the head cabin was a large, olive green wooden lodge with vines growing up the pillars erected in front of double doors that had bear pelts hanging on them. It reminded of a hunting lodge.
Officially starting the slant of cabins on the right though was a cabin that looked like a three year old had gotten ahold of paint and just splashed various colors everywhere.
The second one was purple and black with zig zags here and there. It had a fancy snobbish look to it though, as if it was over compensating for something. There was also various weapon racks on the porch.
The third cabin had a homely feel to it. Like a big cottage with various lengths of ram horns mounted on the outside. The paint job was a dark green with small black spiral designs.
The fourth one was teal and red. A statue of Lady Justice was firmly planted on the roof, and it had hang nooses dangling on the sides. Overall it reminded John more of a courthouse than a cabin.
The last one in the right row was red on one side and blue on the other. The double doors were a black and yellow bee-stripe paint job. This one was rather… tacky.
He looked from the right row to the left row. The head cabin next to the olive green one was a silvery gray marble with impressive columns going all around it to support the roof. This cabin had one medium sized door that was a very vibrant red, almost like blood.
The cabin next to it was an open concept cabin with wooden pillars supporting the roof. It reminded him more of a pier than anything else. The little color that the cabin had was black wood and a single fuchsia strip going up each pillar.
The second cabin was well, to put in simple terms, it was freaking green house. Vines had taken to growing up each side of the cabin and dirt beds with various flowers lined the ground around it. Just looking at it made him want to sneeze just thinking how much pollen was permeating around it.
The third was like an inn with two stories with a nice peanut butter brown paint job. The wooden doors were black with three matching fuzzy red caterpillar looking stripes. Above the doorway was a symbol that John had seen on ambulances before. A cadduhhh… caduss… oh fuck the two snakes twining around a staff that symbol!
The forth cabin was a deep blue with hammers being the actual door knobs to the metal cabin. It was like a bomb shelter and the two demi-gods exciting the cabin were like those big meaty football players he'd seen on TV.
The last cabin was a deep blue with black doors, scorpion sculptures weaved around the front columns in gold. They almost looked alive. What caught John off guard was the freaking Jacuzzi that had been wedged into the side of the cabin, and he had to admit that it was larger than any he'd ever seen.
"Sorry for the delay." Mr. Strider said while he reached down and put a hand on John's shoulder, which caused the bucktoothed kid to nearly jump out of his skin as he'd pretty much spaced out. "Let's continue."
"Gamzee!" The girls called as they passed by the cabin with the Jacuzzi.
"Oh hello ladies." He replied with a chuckle. "Hey Mr. Strider you got this, "Hey motherfuckers, I'll catch you later. I'm being hailed by the lovelies over there."
"What Gamz—" He called after his friend but he'd already sprinted off and jumped into the Jacuzzi with a weeee. Earning giggles from the bikini wearing hotties.
"Satyrs." Mr. Strider commented shaking his head before walking forward, John following reluctantly. They continued down the left row until they reached the inn looking cabin.
"Go on inside and get acquainted with everyone." Mr. Strider said giving him a pat on the shoulder. Unlike the other cabins, this one had only one door and it was too narrow for the horse man.
John looked at the door and gingerly stepped towards it, a lump forming in his throat. He reached out and turned the door knob, pushing it open. He was greeted by a room that seemed to stretch forever. The other campers stopped what they were doing to look towards the door, as if they could smell that he was fresh meat. Oh yes, that gut clenching feeling he knew all too well. All the kids were looking at him, sizing him up; it was just like every first day at a new school that he'd gone to.
"Are you coming in or just going to stand there?" A girl off to the right asked. John feeling nervous took a step and more or less stumbled into the cabin, earning snickers from the other campers.
Nice, John. What a way to make a good first impression. He thought to himself as he straightened himself with a nervous chuckle.
"Are you decided or undecided?" A boy with brown hair asked from the crowd forming around him. John stiffened slightly, feeling like he was a rabbit and the crowd were wolves.
"I don't know that that means." John admitted looking confused.
"Undecided." Another groaned.
"Oh put a cork in it." An older guy snapped as he stepped out from the crowd. "That is no way to treat a newbie. This is the Cabin of the Summoner, we accept all travelers." He then shooed off the crowd before turning back to John. "What's your name?"
"John Egbert." He replied swallowing the lump in his throat.
"I'm Rufioh Nitram. I'm the Cabin counselor for cabin eleven." He grinned wide while grabbing Johns hand to shake it firmly, much to the youngers surprise. "Now where can we put you?"
"Put me?" He muttered while looking around, now just realizing how crowded this cabin was, even with it being two stories. He motioned for him to follow. The two went up the stairs where it still looked just a little less crowded than the ground level.
"Why are there so many campers in this cabin?"
"Because they're undecided or their Dad is the Summoner." Rufioh replied with a shrug.
"Oh uh…."
"Ah here we go!" Rufioh exclaimed before pulling John towards the corner where a bunk bed stood. "Dave!"
He watched as a boy rolled off the top bunk and landed perfectly on his feet. John couldn't help but stare. In front of him was a kid about his age wearing sunglasses inside, his stance just seemed to ooze confidence and pride. But what caught John off-guard was the snow white locks gracing this guy's head.
"Who's the new dude?" He asked jerking his head in John's direction. "He looks like a dork."
"I am not a dork!" He snapped puffing out his cheeks and clenching his fists. This just made the albino snicker. "If anyone's a dork it's you. Who wears shades inside?"
"This cool guy right here." He replied pointing to himself. There was a moment of silence before both John and Dave just suddenly started laughing.
"This 'dork', Dave, is John Egbert. You know the one we've all been hearing so much about."
"Wait what?" John raised an eyebrow at this.
"Word tends to travel like a plague of locusts in this camp." Dave explained. "But I will admit I was half expecting that the newbie who slew the Minotaur would be taller."
"Minotaur? You mean that oversized man-cow?" John asked before registering that he'd been called small. "Hey! I'm average height for my age!"
"Easy there dude. No need to bite my head off." Dave held up his hand in a mock defense. "If it makes you feel better, your dork meter just went up to not-so-much-a-dork-but-still-pretty-dorky."
The two turned their heads when Rufioh chuckled. "Well, I don't think that you two will tear each other's throats out. I think you two will have a bang-a-ranging friendship. Oh and Dave he'll be sharing the bunk bed with you."
"Fine by me." He replied with a shrug and a smirk. "Maybe when I'm sleeping my swag will descend down on you." Dave smirked at the bucktoothed kid. John couldn't help but agree with Rufioh, the potential for a decent or good friendship was blooming.
Even if this albino shade wearing kid was a douche nozzle. John thought as a bell chimed loudly outside.
"Finally." Dave stated with a sigh. As if he'd been waiting for said bell to ring for a long time.
"What's that bell mean?" John asked looking towards Rufioh.
"It means it's time to head out to the mess hall for lunch." Rufioh replied while rubbing his belly. At the mention of getting something to eat, John belly gave off a tremendous growl. He patted his belly as if to scold it for being so loud.
"No need to be embarrassed, you were out for a bit. Anyone would be flipping staving by now." Rufioh laughed and patted him on the back, a little harder than needed. "Everyone downstairs."
"Enough chit chat, time to get some grub." Dave exclaimed impatiently.
"Alright, alright. Everyone downstairs." He raised his voice so that everyone on the top floor heard him. There was a mass stomping of feet as everyone made their way down the stairs. Rufioh jerked his head at John and Dave who got the message and joined the others on the bottom level.
Rufioh pushed his way to the doors of the crowded room. "Alright now we're going to be heading out in an orderly fashion. Let's not have another incident like last summer."
"What incident?" John asked looking over at Dave.
"He reminds us about last summer constantly." Dave sighed, rolling his eyes behind his shades. "Someone thought it would hilarious to put an animal inside every cabin."
John bit his lip that was twitching upward but he couldn't help the few snickers that escaped. "Pfft." The crowd began to inch its way out into the courtyard, following Rufioh to the mess hall. John noticed that the entire left row had people leaving their respective cabins, all except for the olive green one.
"Oh yes it was funny at the time, oh hell it's still funny." Dave admitted. "But our cabin was blamed for it because there wasn't one in ours. Thus everyone had to clean up after the messes the animals made which is why I hate crows."
"Oh my god." John clenched his lips tight but they twitched rapidly. Due to that he was imagining why Dave hated the black feathered birds with their annoying 'caw caws'.
"Yeah laugh it up, but crows are evil little bastards." Dave replied as a small shudder ran through him.
"If you say so." John replied just as they passed in between two of the pillars surrounding the mass of tables. He inhaled deeply as a wonderful smell permeated the air. He could smell chicken, beef, and fish. He followed Dave to the line that was moving fairly fast for such a long line.
"Oh sweet, they have ribs today." Dave commented as they drew closer where the food line started. He took a plate after the other did and followed looking from food tray to food tray. By the time he'd made his plate and was handed a glass of water, Dave was still in line for about five minutes longer.
"Sorry dude. I had to get some AJ." He said holding up a cheap looking juice box that read; Apple Juice. "Let's find a table and I'll introduce you to my peeps."
"Your friends are marshmallow Easter birds?" John replied sarcastically.
Dave laughed but didn't say anything until they got to a table off to the side. "Sup." Dave greeted the four sitting at the table. John slid into his seat next to Dave. "That's Terezi, Kanaya, and Sollux." The albino said while pointing to each person as he said their names.
"Who are you?" Terezi asked. She was a girl with shoulder length black hair and a grin that looked like it'd wanted to spread even farther than the boundaries of her cheeks. John couldn't see her eyes as they were covered by pointy red devil shades.
"I'm John." He replied as he dug into his food. He wanted to moan at how fucking good just that spoonful of mash. He didn't even realize that after that he pretty much just started shoveling his food down. Only pausing when he nearly choked, quickly grabbing the goblet he drank to unblock his windpipe.
"Another person to join the misfit parade." Sollux rolled his eyes while adjusting his red and blue 3D glasses. Sollux appeared to be Asian, what kind of Asian he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Don't be rude, Sollux." Kanaya chided. This chick had short brown hair with black lipstick that just made her already pale face even paler. Just like the other three at the table, she wore a pair of shades. But they didn't seem to fit her fasionista looking clothing as they were square and appeared to be cracked.
Am I sitting at the Shadey McShades Club Table or something? John thought as he set his drink down. Dave had settled on keeping quiet as he sipped on his cheap apple juice.
"You mean you're the kid who beat the minotaur?!" Terezi exclaimed standing up suddenly.
"And he still has all of his limps attached. I'm impressed." Kanaya chimed in with a small grin.
"Beginners luck." Sollux stated as he drizzled honey over his biscuits.
"I can only imagine how accelerating the battle was." Terezi cackled loudly, this action made John look at the red shaded girl like she'd grown a third head. "All that raw adrenaline pumping through your veins must've been so intoxicating."
"Don't mind Tz. She's a complete spazz when it comes to hearing about battles." Dave said as he took a breath from his apple juice before going right back to it. Terezi was waving around a fake sword and didn't seem to be paying much attention to her surroundings.
"Uh…. Okay…." He muttered. "I just… wish I'd saved my Dad."
"I'm sorry about your parent but that wound will heal in time." Kanaya stated, sounding like she knew what he was going through. Suddenly there was an exclamation of cursing, food flying up in the air, and hitting the back of one of a kid who had a purple streak going through his hair. There was a brief moment of deadly silence before someone yelled; FOOD FIGHT.
John only had seconds to duck sideways to avoid the oncoming steak headed straight for his face.
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