Most of the guys in this story are going to seem like jerks, because that's how Tayen sees them. Just gonna let you know now. :)

I woke up in a familiar room, laying in a familiar bed. Cleo was sitting in a chair that hadn't been there last time, looking at me.

I groaned, and sat up, using my good arm. "I feel like I live here."

Cleo smiled. "How are you feeling?"

I inspected the damage the hound had made. My arm and my head was bandaged. When I reached down and felt my leg, it was splinted. "Worse than I look," I responded.

Before Cleo could say anything else, the door opened. The man I had seen before, in this exact room entered. Talk about Deja vu.

He gave Cleo a stern look, and she quickly scampered out of the room. He seemed much shorter than when I had seen him last. As he moved more into the room, I saw that he was seated in a wheelchair. What happened to him?

He wheeled over to the chair, and parked right next to it. This man gave me a feeling of uneasiness. There was something that he was hiding "Hello," he started, "Per-"

I interrupted him. "Who are you?"

He sighed. "My name is Chiron."

That rang a bell. "Chiron, like the centaur from Greek mythology?"

He nodded. "Let me show you."

He touched something on his wheelchair, and moved the blanket laying on his legs away. I couldn't process what I was seeing at first. His legs stayed where they were as he lifted his torso further and further upwards. The lower half of a horse stepped out of what I assumed to be a magical wheelchair compartment. My eyes trailed all the way up to where skin mixed with milky white hair.

The man I had just seen sitting in a wheelchair like a normal human was actually a centaur. To be exact, the thousands of years old Chiron, the original trainer of heroes.

I took this all really well, I mean, I had just seen a giant telepathic hound turn to stone in the middle of a forest. Things like centaurs didn't really phase me anymore.

I blurted out a question I had been thinking about for a while, almost from the second Percy had revealed the truth in that bubble. I hadn't really even thought about one of my parents being a god, until now. "Who is my parent?"

Instead of answering, or even thinking about an answer, Chiron frowned and said something unexpected. "You said parent. Do you not know if you are missing a mother or a father?" They way he said it made me uneasy, like he already knew the answer.

"Well, um," I said, "I don't really know. I can't remember anything before waking up here."

Chiron looked at her closely. "Child, it never concerned you that you that you were missing all of your memories?"

I didn't really think about what I said next. I don't even know where it came from. It was like someone else had planted a response on my lips and told me it was mine. Even though I knew it wasn't.

"You can't miss what you never had."

Something flashed across Chiron's face. An emotion I couldn't read. I was pretty good at knowing what others were feeling. I felt, however, that Chiron has lots of experience hiding things from people.

He leaned back saying nothing about my odd remark. "Well, I don't know who your godly parent is. A have a few guesses, but that's all they are."

I nodded, having nothing else to say.

"What is your name?" Chiron asked.

It was a little off topic, but I realized no one knew my name here. I was a complete stranger, and they had made sure I was safe and brought me back here. What worth was I to them? What did they need me for?

"Tayen," I replied, "I know that for sure."

Again, a ghost of emotion raced across his face. I couldn't tell what it was, but he was hiding his thoughts for a reason. He knew something, and didn't want me to know.

I arched an eyebrow and crossed my arms, clearly showing what I thought about him. He obviously understood, because he walked over to the door and opened it. "I will have someone show you the camp when you are ready. We will talk about what happened in the forest later." He left before I could answer.

I blushed, something I hated doing. Unfortunately, it was involuntary. He made it sound like I was in trouble for what happened with the hound.

Cleo came scampering in right after the swishy tail of Chiron was gone. She was carrying another tray of those little cubes, and I was anxious to have another taste.

"Here," she said, handing me a few, "eat these."

I gladly shoved a few in my mouth, and I could immediately taste the cold gelato filling me. How they got it to taste like that, I had no idea.

The cold energized me, and anxious to get out of bed, I swung my legs over the side. Cleo helped me up this time, instead of telling to lie back down. Either she had learned her lesson on telling me what to do, or I was just allowed to get out of bed. I was pretty sure it was the first option.

I was dressed in what I had been wearing when I woke up the first time in that room. I looked at Cleo. "Do you have any change of clothes?"

She nodded. "Just wait here."

I waited for a few minutes before Cleo came back with an orange t-shirt and some normal shorts.

The shirt had Camp Half-Blood written on it, and the black silhouette of what looked like a pegasus. Half-Blood, as in half god. Was this actually a camp for demigods?

Cleo showed me to a bathroom without saying a word. I quickly changed and left the bathroom.

As I shut the door, Cleo handed me another article of clothing. It was a brown leather jacket, stopping at around my belly button. It was dark green around the shoulder, and a strip around the waist. I took it, automatically putting it on.

Cleo finally spoke, slightly diffusing the awkward moment. "Percy found you laying on Half-Blood hill, wearing that and passed out cold."

I stiffened at the mention of Percy's name. "Percy found me?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I heard he found you when you left the camp."

"He didn't exactly find me. I knocked him on the head with a paddle, and he trapped me in an underwater bubble." I said.

Cleo frowned, sticking her bottom lip out. "Well why did you do that?" She seemed oblivious to the fact of him trapping me in a bubble.

I stared at her. "He's a jerk. Let's leave it at that. Just take me where I'm supposed to be going."

"Oh, right." Cleo seemed disappointed that I wasn't going to talk more about Percy. I was starting to like this blonde less and less.

We went through a door that led out to a porch. The sunlight burned my eyes, and I tried to blink the tears out of my eyes. When the brightness subsided a little bit, I was able to see the odd scene in front of me. In the distance, I could see an odd assortment of cabins, all decorated differently. A dangerous looking climbing wall was spewing lava.
My mouth hung open as I tried to take in everything around me. It had to be the weirdest place I had I had ever been to.

In the distance, I could see a small lake, and behind it, the sound I had been in earlier. I must have walked past all of the odd cabins in the dark without realizing it. To the left, there was a giant field of plants with dots of red. I couldn't tell what fruit it was from there, but I could smell the fresh juice.

A dark spot on the horizon caught my eye. It was the forest I had most likely gotten lost in. The trees seemed to suck all the light from the sky around it. No doubt there were other nasty creatures hiding in the undergrowth.

A voice pulled me out of my thoughts. It wasn't Cleo's, her voice was much higher. "I'm here to show you around camp."

Glancing around, I saw a girl standing in front of the porch steps. She had brown hair pulled up into a ponytail and had light brown eyes that bore into me. I had the feeling she was sizing me up, guessing whether I was tough enough for her, or about to break down any moment. Her skin was a dark tan, something I could only dream of with my pale complexion. She seemed around my age, but I couldn't tell for sure.

I looked back at Cleo, who did not look happy. "Excuse me Eli, but I've already started to show her around."

Eli. That must be the girl's name.

"Well," Eli responded, turning to me, "can you tell me what this building is then?"

I shook my head, not wanting to lie. Cleo blushed a bright pink, giving me a glare.

Eli grinned. "Well…"

There was a moment of awkwardness of her giving me a pointed look before I realized she wanted my name. "Oh!" I said, slightly embarrassed. "My name is Tayen."

"Right, well Tayen, this is the Big House." Eli motioned towards herself, telling me to follow. "Let me show you the rest of the camp!"

I walked down the porch steps, leaving a huffing Cleo behind me. Eli started walking away from the Big House, as she called it. As soon as we were out of earshot, I asked Eli a question.

"What's Cleo's deal?"

Eli seemed uninterested. "Cleo? Oh she's a daughter of Apollo."

Great. That clears everything up.

Eli pointed to the fields with the red fruit. "Those are our strawberry fields. They get the camp mortal money pretty easily. Mr. D and the satyrs make any fruit go wild."

Who was Mr. D? And they had satyrs here too? The goat men?

She started walking towards two buildings near the strawberry fields. There was a small creek in between us and the buildings, but we seemed to be headed towards a small bridge that spanned across it.

"We're headed towards the armory and the forge. That's where you'll get your weapon." Eli said. Her pace was pretty fast, and I had jog a little bit to keep up with her. Now that I was on the same level ground with her, I could see that she was a lot shorter than me, but she definitely looked more muscular.

We soon got to the buildings, and up close I could see that one was completely metal, and even through the walls and doors I could hear multiple hammers ringing out at once.

We passed the forge and headed towards what seemed to be a large shed. When Eli opened the doors, I gasped at the whole collection of dangerous and pointy things before me.

"We should probably start you out with a normal sword or knife, and see what weapons you prefer as you get better." Eli said, looking at the piles of bronze blades.

The first weapon she tried was a huge sword I couldn't even pick up. Eli immediately took the sword from me, not even struggling with the weight.

She grabbed another sword from the pile and handed it to me. When I grabbed it, and even though I could lift it, the sword still felt useless. I shook my head no.

This time she picked up a sheath crossed like and X, and pulled out two twin daggers. They were shorter than the swords, but longer than a normal knife. They were a little bit shorter than my whole arm.

When she handed me the bladed, they felt a little less awkward, and I felt myself getting used to them by the minute. My hands gripped the leather hilts more comfortably.

"Yeah, these feel good." I said, spinning them around experimentally.

"Good," Eli said, "it will be different training with two blades, as most people don't, but you seem like a quick learner. Those daggers, together, are called Gemini. One of our best forgers made them a while ago, but he died before he could do anything with them."

My mouth felt dry. "Died? Who was he?"

Eli picked up a rusty shield, spinning it around in her hands. "His name was Beckendorf, he died on a mission with Percy Jackson. He was a son of Hephaestus, like most of our weapon-makers."

Percy Jackson. He kept popping up. What was so special about him?

A loud, deep horn sounded in the distance. Eli immediately put all the weapons back, except for Gemini, and closed the doors.

"We have to go to dinner. That's the conch shell sounding."

I awkwardly held Gemini in my hands. "What do I do with my daggers? And when will you show me the rest of the camp?"

Eli started speed walking towards the creek, heading for the bridge. "Keep Gemini with you. You'll need a weapon for sword fighting tonight, which is why I'll have to finish the tour tomorrow."

We passed the odd looking cabins, and I could see an open Greek pavilion ahead. A crowd had already started to form in front of it, so I assumed that's where we were heading.

I looked at each of the cabins. Some of them had other kids coming out of them, and others looked dark and empty. One cabin, the one that looked the most normal, had a giant group of kids spilling out the doors. Eli pointed to it. "That's where you'll be staying until you get claimed."

"Claimed?" I asked.

Eli nodded. "Claimed by your godly parent. Then you'll stay in a cabin with all the other kids with your godly parent."

Wow. They really took all this seriously. "So," I started, "who is your godly parent?"

Eli frowned, like she wasn't happy with the question. I immediately regretted asking the question, but I stayed silent.

"Daughter of Ares." Eli stayed silent after that, obviously not wanting to elaborate.

"Okay," I said awkwardly, "so what is this sword fighting I hear about?"

My question cheered Eli up, I could tell she enjoyed weapons and fighting. "Well, we have forest games in three days, so I want to get you trained pretty early so you won't get chopped up into little pieces. You started the day pretty late, so you'll be able to start a full day of activities tomorrow."

I nodded, just trying to keep up ff the ground.

Eli frowned. "Hmm, try this."

She handed me a smaller looking sword with a wickedly sharp looking point. It felt awkward in my hand with her fast mouth.

"Tomorrow you'll try archery, crafts, the climbing wall, Greek Literature, pegasus riding, and monster fighting classes."

Pegasus riding? They had actual pegasi here?

By that time we had gotten to the Greek pavilion, as had most of the camp. Everyone seemed to be sitting at a certain table, and many were crammed, even though a few tables were empty.

Eli started walking towards a table with what seemed like the rowdiest kids there. Before she sat down, I tapped her shoulder, embarrassed.

"Where do I go?" I whispered, not keen to draw attention to myself.

"Oh!" Eli said, "Sorry, I forgot. You sit with the Hermes cabin for now. Go talk to Cecil." She pointed a guy that was guiding the group of kids I had seen earlier to a table.

I walked over to him, slightly nervous. If I made a fool of myself right now, I would hear about it forever. He had his back turned to me, so I cleared my throat and started talking. "Hi, I'm Tayen, Eli told me I would be staying with you."

He turned around, surprised. "Undetermined or child of Hermes?"

His question stumped me until I used my common sense and figured out undetermined meant unclaimed. "Undetermined, I said."

He nodded. "I'm Cecil, the head of the Hermes cabin. You'll be staying with us until we know who your godly parent is." His words were almost exactly the same as Eli's. "Go sit down in an empty spot."

I walked over to the table, which looked crammed. Most of the guys sat on one side, and girls on the other. There must have been a recent outbreak of cooties.

I spotted a tiny open space between two girls that looked a little bit older than me. They said nothing as I squeezed in between them and stared at my plate, waiting for food. I was super hungry, and didn't even pay attention to what Chiron was saying, which wasn't the smartest idea. The only thing I heard was his loud exclamation of, "Eat!"

All around me loud choruses of different drinks could be heard. I thought I even heard one person from the table behind me say, "Fig juice!" I picked up on the hint, and looked at the empty goblet in front of me.

"Mango smoothie," I said, and immediately my cup filled with a cold yellow thick mixture. When I sipped it, every taste bud on my tongue sang out in approval. It tasted almost as good as the odd drink I had drank twice before.

Girls dressed in leaf dresses with green-tinged skin came up with platters of food. I assumed they were wood nymphs, or something like that.

The food looked delicious, and I watched hungrily as they passed around plates of burgers and strawberries and other mouth watering foods.

I noticed everyone that had gotten their food was standing up and walking towards a fire pit in the middle of the eating area. Once I had served myself, I followed everyone else, and watched in confusion as they scraped a portion of their meal into the flames.

Elk came up to me. "The gods like the smell of burning food. Just put a bit of your food in." Then she walked away and followed her own cabin back to their seats.

Eli told me too, and dumped a few carrots into the fire. Even gods need to their vegetables, right? I caught a whiff of the smoke coming from the flames, and I knew why the gods liked it. It reminded me off all my favorite foods and smells.

At that moment, staring at the cinders flying across the setting sky, I knew that I would fit in here. This was my new home, my new family.

Bit cheesy ending. Oh well. Sorry for not updating sooner. I wanted to update earlier this week, but I was volunteering at my local library from 1-3, taking up the time when I usually write. I would have done it sooner today, but I was hanging out with some friends. I know that's not really an excuse, but…. :) So I hope you enjoyed part of Tayen's first day at camp. I can't wait to write her fighting and the forest games….. Can anyone guess Tayen's godly parent? Also, do you all want me to be on a update schedule? Because I can try if you want me too. :)