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Chapter 2: Waking up, in more than one way.
Chance's P.O.V. (It will be his point of view for the majority of the story. Unless I get a few people to ask for Marina's P.O.V.)
I couldn't really tell you what it was that woke me up, exactly. It could have been the shuffling of feet, it could have been the whispers that covered the white noise, and it could have been the sun that caused my eyes to no longer look at the back of my dark eye lids. But, it also could have been all three. Yah, I'm going to go with that.
"-e should be waking up any time soon." A male voice that recognized was one of those whispering voices.
"Good." I didn't recognize that voice. "The Aphrodite cabin is anxiously waiting for him to wake up." The speaker's voice was high and sweet. A girl.
"Well they can wait. He suffered a major head injury, and is probably trying to cope with what has happened in the past few days. Poor guy." I heard more shuffling. "Give him another day at most." I could hear quiet footsteps, until they faded out. Someone had left the room.
"Alright, Chance." More steps and the girl must have left. The voice I recognized remained. "Well, you should wake up soon, but it's all up to you."
"What's all up to me?" I barely recognized my own voice. My eyes fluttered open. It was Dan.
"Umm… That I guess." He let out a small chuckle. "How do you feel?" He approached my bed side and started to examine my head. He was mumbling to himself.
"I feel like I got hit by a truck. Why?" He stopped looking at my head and went to a cupboard. I took that moment to look around. The walls were a light brown, not like the sterile white walls in a normal hospital. There were a few other beds beside mine, all empty. There was a door to my left, and to my right were a counter and multiple doors for different cupboards. Dan was pouring a liquid into a glass, stuck a straw into it, and brought it to me.
"Drink this, it'll help." He set it in my hands. I didn't think that I had the strength to hold it up. I guess that's what the straw was for. I took a sip, and the warm liquid slid down my throat and into my stomach warming up every inch of my body. What shocked about the drink, though, was what it tasted like. I instantly thought of the last Thanksgiving I had with my mother. She made my favorite for desert. It was her homemade apple pie. It was warm. It crumbled and melted in my mouth all at the same time. The sweet apples and the coarse cinnamon. It was amazing.
"Now, how do you feel?" Dan's question brought me out of my daze, and I noticed that the drink was gone.
"I feel like I could take on the world." I answered, with a smile. He laughed.
"Good. Just make sure you drink that in moderation. Too much of it will burn you from the inside out." I almost threw the cup across the room. "Don't worry. We can drink it. It's called Nectar; it's the drink of the gods, along with Ambrosia; which is the food. We use both for healing purposes." He explained, and took the cup away from me. "What do you remember?"
"I remember being at the mall, after work. I was shopping when I was cornered by, by the Minotaur and this bat thing. Then I was saved by- Where's Marina? Is she ok?" Dan chuckled.
"Oh, don't worry. We cleaned up her deep, deep cut, and she got out of her." He smiled, almost in a nostalgic way, if that's possible. "She doesn't like it when we use our resources on her. She thinks that it should go to those who really need it. She lost a lot of blood, but she refused to take anything. She's been like that for as long as I can remember."
"Oh." It got quiet.
"Well you seem to be ok. Let me get someone to give you a tour of camp. I would do it, but I need to go check out some campers that got sick. And then I'm going to go find Marina and give her a piece of my mind about her priorities." He went out the door, leaving me to my thoughts.
He walked back in with a girl a few years younger than me. She had long dirty blond hair, and blue eyes. She was deffinatly shorter than my 6' 1", and had a small scar on her left cheek, partially hidden by her freckles.
"Chance, this is Susanna, she's a daughter of Demeter, and she'll show you around." (Property of the amazing, Daughter of King Orrin) I had to admit, she was pretty, actually, she was very pretty, but for some reason, all I could think about was Marina. She helped me out of the bed, and to my feet. She gave me a smile, and we headed out the door.
Stepping out of the infirmary, I got my first real look at the grounds, and it was amazing. I saw kids, different ages, genders, and sizes together. I saw a group of kids playing volleyball, some kids were just walking and talking, some kids were heading towards what I thought was the beach. I could see a field of some sort in the distance, and I could see the glistening water of the Long Island Sound. It was captivating.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" I looked at her, and noticed she was watching my reaction to everything. "I was the same way when I came here 5 years ago. There's nothing like this place anywhere else. At least that's what I'm told." I glanced back at the grounds and saw multiple cabins taking up a lot of space in the valley. "Come on. I'll give you the grand tour." She took my arm, and led me through the camp.
We passed by a few cabins that seemed to be in a large "U" shape.
"These were the original 12 cabins. About 25 years ago, a pact was made so that every god received a cabin for their children. But these were the originals. Once you are claimed, you will stay in one of these cabins, or one of the multiple others. Until then, you'll stay in cabin 11. Hermes. He's the god of travelers, so it fits. But you probably won't be there long." She kept walking us through the main part of camp. She pointed out the strawberry fields, "My siblings and I spend a lot of time here. We use strawberries as our main export to earn the camp money." She showed me the forest, "It's full of monsters. Never go in there alone, until you have had training, and never go in without a weapon, no matter what." She showed me the forgery telling me that I should try and get a weapon soon, and then she took me to the beach.
That's when I saw her.
"Ah, why am I not surprised?" She was staring at the girl on the shore. "I'll leave you here. Marina can catch you up on the history of the camp. She knows it the best, even more than the Athena kids. Oh, and she might want to introduce you to the thing that knocked you unconscious." She turned and walked away, I yelled a 'thank you' to her, and she waved in response.
I walked slowly towards the figure, and noticed she wasn't alone.
"Oh please, Ace. That is the biggest load of shit I have ever heard."I didn't know who she was talking to, considering the only other thing I saw was a horse. That had wings. WTF.
I kept walking, the horse things ears moved towards me, and it let out a soft snort. She turned around.
"Hey Sleeping Beauty, glad to see you're awake." Marina gave me a soft smile, and turned all the way to me. I saw that she was wearing a bikini top, and some jean shorts. Her abdomen was wrapped in some bandages, probably to keep the wound clean. "This is Ace. He's the one that knocked you out." The horse snorted at her. She laughed. "He's a little protective of me. He's been my Pegasus since I was born." She petted the pegasus' sleek black fur. It nudged her cheek lovingly. "He saw you carrying me, and he thought you were the one that hurt me." She talked too softly; it was hard to hear her.
"Oh, well, it's ok, I guess." I didn't know what to say. I was so confused. She looked at the horse and gave it a look. And for a second, I thought I saw the horse roll its eyes, and give a small snort and whinny.
"He apologizes, and says that he is very sorry for knocking you out for 2 days."
"It's ok?" Both Pegasus and girl laughed.
"You probably want an explanation."
"That would be nice."
"For everything." I waited. She shooed the Pegasus away, it flicked her with its tail and took to the sky. We watched it fly away towards the camp's stables. "Come on. I'll take you to a more quiet area." She threw on an orange shirt that I noticed everyone else wearing. We walked along the beach until we couldn't see any part of the camp. Not a camper in sight. We sat on the soft sand, and let the cool water lap at our feet.
"Well, I'm not sure where to start. But I think I'll give you the basics of the way beginning, and be more specific of the last 30 years or so." She took a deep breath. "The gods have been having kids with mortals, forever. There are even some famous people that are Demi- gods. Some of which you have heard of, others you haven't." She looked a bit sad at that last part. "We created a camp to train those heroes to protect themselves against the monsters that seek to kill us. You haven't met Chiron yet. He's up on Olympus for a meeting, but he has been training heroes, since, well, since forever."
"Wait, the guy who trained Hercules?"
"Yah, but I'm not a huge fan of him. Long story. Any ways, he has trained us for centuries. Around the time of World War II, the big three, Poseidon, Zeus and Hades, made a pact to not have any more children. Zeus and Poseidon both fell off the wagon. Zeus sired Thalia Grace, who is now the Lieutenant to Artemis, and Poseidon sired Percy Jackson. Well a few years ago, we were faced with another war against the Titans. When we won, the leader, Percy Jackson," She choked out his name. "Made the god's swear to acknowledge every god and their children. That's why we have so many cabins. The son of Poseidon changed everything. So the camp is a bit different. And monuments have been made for those who were involved in the war. I assume Susanna didn't show you those, did she?" I shook my head. "Alright, I'll show you those in a bit." She looked back at the ocean. "Wait a sec. How old are you?"
"Uh…. 18. Why?" She rolled her eyes.
"A god broke the oath… They are suppose to claim their children by the time they are 10. We're going to have to make a trip to Olympus after you're claimed." She rolled her eyes, and she developed a face that looked like she was analyzing everything.
"Um, I don't really know anything about you. Wanna clue me in?"
"Ok." She snapped out of her trance. "My name is Marina. I'm 17, and I am a daughter of Poseidon. I have been coming here since, well since birth. I became a year- long camper when my adoptive parents were killed, when I was 10." She looked so sad. "They were my everything." She got quiet again, and she got this look in her eye, she looked so distant.
"Well, my name is Chance Sterling. I'm 18. My mom died two years ago, and I have been living with my- oh my god. My foster parents! They are probably worried sick! I need to-"I started to get up when she put a hand on my arm, and pulled me back down.
"Don't worry, I had Dan get hold of Chiron, who pulled a few strings, and got it all covered. Trust me." I relaxed a little and sank back down onto the warm sand. The sun danced on the water, and reflected in her blue green eyes. She was beautiful. She caught me staring and blushed a little."Come on, I'll show you that monument."
We walked for maybe 5 minutes past the amphitheatre and the strawberry fields, up the side of one of the hills. I was amazed. The light shone through the marbled structure, and bounced off the statues. The one statue though, that truly captured my attention, was the one on the middle. It was of a boy, no older than myself. He had one foot on a rock, and the other behind it. He was wielding a sword in one out reached arm, with the other on his side with a shield. He looked up at the point of the sword, towards the sky. On his left was a girl, she wore a hat, and was looking at the boy with a look of determination. Her curly hair was up in a pony tail, her left hand held a knife, and her right arm bore a shield. On the boy's other side, was another boy. He held a sword in both hands in a fighting stance, but was looking into the sky. He had a long scar on his right cheek. The piece its self was amazing.
"Ah. I see you've found the statue of The Protectors." She wasn't surprised. She took a deep breath and stared at the statue with sad eyes. "Those are the three people who gave everything, for Olympus. In the middle is Percy Jackson," she had mentioned him before, I noticed. "He was the child of the prophecy; it was his decision that took down the Titan King, Kronos. On his left is Annabeth Chase." Her voice cracked a bit. "She was the daughter of Athena. It was her knife and guidance that aided Percy in his decision. Those two were the best of friends. Every quest that their life threw at them, they were there for each other. They were inseparable. On his right, is Luke Castellan. There will be a lot of mixed feelings toward him. Some will call him a hero, his siblings will, including myself. Others will call him a coward and a traitor, Ares cabin, except a few. He hosted the Titan King in his body. It was him that took Annabeth's knife after asking Percy for it, and stabbed himself and killed Kronos." A small tear fell from her eye; she wiped it away hoping that I didn't notice it.
"They sound amazing. Where are they now?"
"Dead. Luke died that day. Percy and Annabeth died 7 years ago."
(A.N. I really wanted to stop it there, but I really want to establish everything for Chance.)
I was quiet. I didn't know what to say. So I left her to her thoughts and walked around. I saw several kids wielding bows and arrows. I saw a guy with some grape vines. The name plate said: Castor, Son of Dionysus, 2008, Battle of The Labyrinth. I saw a guy wielding a hammer and a sword. The name plate read "Charles Beckendorf, Son of Hephaestus, 2009, Second Titan War." Another statue I saw, which was right next to, and very close might I add, was a of a girl. A very pretty girl, holding a spear and shield, her plate said, "Silena Beauregard, Daughter of Aphrodite, 2009, Second Titan War". There were more statues with more names: Ethan Nakamura, Lee Fletcher and so many others. It was astounding.
"They were all heroes, no matter what you hear. If you have a question, you would want to talk to the Athena cabin, Chiron, myself and a few select others. A lot of the campers are biased, and don't have all of the facts." Marina walked up to me.
It was dark by the time we left the monument. A conch sound rang through the valley, it was dinner time. "You'll sit with cabin 11, Hermes." She nodded towards a table with about 12 campers. I walked towards the table and she headed towards her own table and sat by herself.
It was after dinner, and we headed towards the camp fire.
"Marina! Marina! Where are you?" I small girl came running through the crowd with tears in her eyes. She couldn't be older than three. I got to one knee so that I was her height and stopped her.
"Hi sweetie. Do you need help?"
"Yes. I need to find Marina." She sounded so lost. I recognized her as one of the little girls I at dinner with. Her name was Alice. (XMistressChaosX, thank you!)
"Ok." I picked her up and put her on one hip. "I was looking for her too. Let's go find her together, ok?" She nodded and started looking around.
"Alice!" I turned around and saw Marina sprinting towards us. "There you are." She took Alice out of my arms and held her tight. It was weird. Marina looked at me. "I practically raised Alice. Well, at least when she is here. She's so young. And Chiron typically has me take care of the younger campers. She loves her brothers and sisters but, they can get busy. So I take care of her a lot while she's here." I nodded and followed them towards the fire.
I can honestly say that the camp fire was one of the most amazing things I had ever seen. It adapted to all of our moods. It got taller and brighter when we got more excited, and darker and smaller when stories were told of quests, wars, and loved ones. And that's when it happened.
Marina brought me up to the front to introduce me. "Every one, this is Chance Sterling. He is undetermined, and 18. You all know what that means. Once Chiron gets back, I'm making a trip to Olympus. So give the guy a break, Ares cabin, I'm talking to you guys." The cabin groaned and one kid even yelled out 'Party pooper!'.She continued to talk but stopped mid sentence when she saw something above my head.
"I should have known. Your blue eyes and black hair." She looked back at the crowed. "Hail Chance Sterling, Son of Zeus." I stared at the lightning bolt above my head.
A.N. Hope you guys enjoyed. I'll be incorporating more O.C.'s later on. But not everyone will make it, sorry guys. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'll try and get the next one up soon!
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