The Adventures of Mary
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, nor do I own any of the book characters or fictional locations mentioned in the books.
All non-Percy Jackson characters were made up by me, or made by my real life friends (thanks!) and used with permission.
Any resemblance to real people is an accident and not intended by the author.
Authors Note (A/N): This is set in the summer after The Last Olympian but before The Lost Hero.
Chapter 1
Arrival at Camp
Clouds rolled across the sky, threatening rain as the campers of Camp Half-Blood walked up the path to the dinning pavilion. The clouds were grey, though it never rained at camp a strong wind blew through the camp.
A girl stumbled over Half-Blood Hill, the wind blowing back her black hair. Her dark jeans were ripped and bloodstained. She held a long dagger in each hand. Her deep green eyes seemed to stare into your soul.
"Where's her satyr?" called a camper in the crowd.
"Who is she?" called another
The girl placed her knives into their sheaths and walked down the hill, crushing the grass with her heavy combat boots. "Is this the camp?" she asked, scanning the crowd.
A horse man stepped forward. "This is camp half blood, who brought you here?"
"My friend James . . ." she stared down at her boots. "He was killed by that thing," she looked back toward the hill, "It's gone. . ." she frowned. "What's going on! I demand to know." She had an air of power around her, like if you didn't do what she wanted she would do things to you, horrid things.
"Come. I will explain." The horse man led her into a four story house painted sky blue.
Who are you, or rather what." She asked
"I am a centaur. My name is Chiron. I am the activities director of Camp Half-Blood."
"Okay that answers who you are. Now why am I here? Why was that thing chasing me?"
"My dear you are here because you are a Half-Blood."
She raised her eyebrows. "So I'm half human and half . . ." she let her voice trail off.
"Half Olympian," answered Chiron.
"Olympian as in a Greek god?" she seemed unsurprised.
"Yes. The question is which one? What was chasing you? And if I may ask, what is your name?"
She figured she wasn't meant to answer the first question. "I'm not sure what it was. It looked like a giant lion, my knives just bounced off its pelt. James told me to run, so I did. And my name is Mary Anderson."
"The Neman Lion. It hasn't been seen since Percy Jackson killed it. Ah, how old are you Mary?"
"That kid on the news killed that thing! And I'm thirteen."
Chiron nodded. "Yes he did. He also asked the gods that they claim all their children by the age of thirteen. So I suspect that you'll be claimed during dinner. Which I dare-say it is time for. Shall we?" Chiron stood up and motioned toward the door.
"Okay." Mary headed out the door and followed Chiron up the slope.
"Sit there, with the Hermes cabin for now." Chiron pointed to a table full of laughing campers. (Though less full now, because all the unclaimed campers had been claimed.)
All the kids edged away from Mary. She looked like a creeper to them. People were throwing the best of their foods into a fire, "Offerings for the gods." Someone told her. She walked up and threw some food in. "Please claim me." She mumbled.
Suddenly all the campers gasped and stared at her. A shinning holographic helm thing had appeared over her head.
"Welcome Mary daughter of Hades!" called Chiron.
End of Chapter.