Hello and I back with more stuff. Yay!

I think I'm going to write another story too about Percabeth's kid...but that will be later! Once I get into the swing of things with this one! Oh, and sorry about my other stories not having the right grammar and spelling. I'll work on that.

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No. It couldn't be. It could not be the end. If it was, well, that would so fuckin' suck I'd . . .

If I died and left my brother alone at the age he is at, I would hate it. Well, as much as a dead person in the afterlife can, but I still would. The oldest sibling is sup posed to be there 100% for the younger ones. Supposed to protect them and help them as much as possible whenever it is needed. That is the reason we were born first. That is one of the reasons for everything. The reasons . . .

I started to feel light headed, but then I realized that I was hyperventilating.

The monster thing was still looking at me when-

"HEY!" I turned to see three silhouettes in the doorway.

"Wh-who are y-" I was never able to finish.

The monster thing had stood up and started charging them. I wasn't able to see what would happen next. It's beefy elbow hit me in the head and-

Everything went dark.

When I woke up, the sun was just setting. Like it usually is whenever I wake up. I was in some kind of hospital room, but it seemed less . . . hospitalish. More homey. I know, crappy description, but that's how it felt.

I sat up and tilted my head to one side. From somewhere, I heard singing and a guitar? I think it was a guitar, but there was definitely singing. Like, a ton of people singing and one guitar, but it was still a faded type of sound.

I moved my legs out of the hospital bed and stood. Instantly, I crumpled to my knees.

"Damn it..." It hurt.

This time I leaned against my bed and found my balance. When I looked up I saw the door and started to walk to it. When I got there, I stuck my head out and caught my breath. It was amazing. Greek buildings were scattered across perfectly green grass. There were strawberry fields and even a forest. But how . . .?

"So you've woken up, I see,"

I tuned to find a kindly man, about thirty looking, with a beard in a wheel chair. Across the table was a fattish (ish), drunk (definitely drunk)man wearing a Hawaiian t-shirt with a diet coke can (could you get drunk on diet coke?).

"Wha...?" Oh, the stupidity of the newly awaken.

"Pah, morals. Always like that. Never fully comprehending life." Nice one fatty. Like you aren't. (Comprehending life that is.)

"Mr. D...be kind. She's new." Mr. Nice turned to me.

"I am Chiron, the activities director of Camp Half-Blood, and this is Mr. D, the Head director of the entire camp. And you are Melissa Falker, I presume?"

I scratched the back of my neck. "Yeah. Um...what's Camp Half-Blood?"

"This-where we are now-is it. Welcome. I would suggest getting dressed. Your camp t-shirt and a new pair of shorts is in the hospital room hanging up on the peg near the end of your bed."

"Thanks."

I still felt pretty groggy from just waking up, so I basically did whatever I was told and just went with it.

When I found the shirt and shorts, I went over to a kind of closed off area with a mirror to change. As I began to peel my dirty clothes off, I glanced into the mirror. I saw what's always there: my shoulder length, thick black hair with blue (light blue-natural) highlights and white eyes (like green, brown or blue, I have white). I know, weird, but true. And yes, NATURAL blue highlights with WHITE eyes.

I stood up when I was all dressed and looked around. Then I remembered when I had passed out.

Before I had passed out.

Oh. My. Gods.

I ran out of there as fast as possible and stopped in front of Chiron, the wheel chair dude.

"Yes?"

"Where's my family?"

He sighed and just then, all Hades broke loose.

Well, another cliff hanger. YAY ME! Find out...TOMORROW! Or maybe even next week... :D