And... Done!
After a week of relaxation and inspiration, I have finally finished chapter 2! Yay!
To show my celebratory attitude, I'm going to comment to the reviews that have been given so far!
(That means you can skip this part and continue on with the story.)
Danny and Kris: Why, thank you Danny. I'm glad that you feel my story is promising.
Matt (Guest): Well, I'm sorry you feel that way. I hope you find a story that suits your taste better.
hortonthomas: Your comment inspired me to let readers have some effect in my story. So, thanks!
Synaps: I actually believe I've read some of your stories. The story arcs are all very unique.
Totes awesome (Guest): Is that all you have to say? Elaboration on your comment would be very helpful.
Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own it.
"Hey Annabeth, how is it possible that I'm a demi-god? I don't think either one of my parents are a god," Danny asked Annabeth. Danny had just finished watching the orientation video, though he had fallen asleep through unnecessary parts due to his exhaustion. He and Annabeth were waiting for the Apollo-kids to finish bandaging up Danielle.
"Well, you don't necessarily have to be half-god. You could be a legacy, a descendant of a demi-god," Annabeth began explaining while they waited, "You're probably a legacy, most likely of a minor god, because you've survived for so long, and because your parents are both mortals. Monsters are likely to smell, and be attracted to, demi-gods more than legacies."
"Ah, I see," Danny said in understanding, just as the door to the Infirmary opened. Out stepped Danielle, walking with a set of crutches, another teen watching her movements from behind.
It seemed that Danielle was having trouble, as she had almost slipped multiple times.
"Danielle, I still think it would be better if you ate some ambrosia, instead of going around with those crutches," stated the concerned daughter of Apollo, after having to catch Danielle multiple times on her trek across the room to Danny and Annabeth.
"Don't worry, Kayla. I've suffered worse injuries than this," Danielle returned, seeming to finally get the hang of the crutches, only tripping once on the rest of the way over, finally sitting down in an empty chair.
Kayla noticed that Danny, sitting on the couch next to Annabeth, was watching Danielle's movements with concern as soon as she stepped out of the doorway. With a slight blush, she also noticed that he had no shirt on, revealing toned muscles, as well as many battle scars scattered across his body.
"Ah, you must have been the one who had attempted to cover Danielle's wound," Kayla exclaimed in Danny's direction, realizing why Danny had no shirt on, "I must say, it was very efficient, despite just using a t-shirt."
Danny raised an eyebrow at her statement, but deeply blushed at remembering that he still had no shirt on.
"Yeah...um…" Danny began awkwardly, "Can I have that back, please?"
All three girls laughed at his discomfort, lessening the tension in the room.
"Yes, newbie, you can get your shirt back once all the blood is cleaned off of it," Kayla stated once the laughter stifled down to chuckles, "Oh, Annabeth, you should give him a Camp Half-blood shirt while he waits. Blood takes forever to get out of clothes."
"Will do," Annabeth responded, fake saluting as Kayla slipped back into the Infirmary.
"Now let me go get that shirt," Annabeth said, heading through a door that Danny assumed lead to the basement.
Once Annabeth was out of earshot, Danielle bombarded Danny with questions. "What are demi-gods? Why did Kayla try to make me eat stuff she called ambrosia? What is ambrosia? What did you do while I was in the Infirmary?"
"Whoa, simmer down there," Danny said, attempting to stop Danielle's questioning, "You'll just have to wait for the orientation film, Danielle. Then your questions will be answered."
"Oh, okay," Danielle said, her voice still chipper despite the denial of answers.
Not a moment later, Annabeth came back up with two t-shirts in hand, throwing each one to its consecutive person.
"Here," she said, flopping into a seat next to Danielle, "I hope they're the right sizes."
Danny put his on, while Danielle slipped hers over her shirt. The Camp Half-blood shirts were slightly bigger than they needed to be.
"Perfect!" Annabeth exclaimed, glad at achieving almost-perfect sizes.
Danny leaned over in Annabeth's direction, which was now on the other side of the room, and loudly began whispering behind his hand. "Can you explain this Camp Half-blood situation to Danielle? She's too impatient to sit and listen through the whole orientation film-"
"Hey! I'm not impatient!" Danielle cut through Danny's teasing demeanor, "I just want information right now."
Annabeth stifled a laugh at Danielle's childish behavior. "Alright, Danny," she loudly whispered back, as if never hearing Danielle's outburst.
"Yay!" Danielle exclaimed, glad she would finally get some answers. The two teens on either side of her laughed at the great amount of enthusiasm she exhibited.
Though before Annabeth was able to start explaining, a man with goat legs and tiny horns on his head burst into the Big House's front door. He looked around distracted for a moment before spotting Annabeth.
"Grover, is something wrong?" Annabeth said, standing up at seeing the concerned expression on her friend's face.
"Yes something is wrong," Grover began, "My nose has been going haywire since the Capture the Flag game. It's been smelling something like Nico, or Hazel-"
But he stopped, finally taking a sniff of the air in the Big House, and almost recoiling backwards. He held his nose before speaking again, "Oh gods! Did the whole Underworld come in here or-"
"Grover, we have more important matters at the moment than whatever problems your nose is having," Annabeth interrupted, her concern for her other friends replacing Grover's concern for his nose, "Have Percy or Jason been found yet? What's the status on Hazel and Frank?"
Grover sighed as if this was usual, but still held his nose as if the air was toxic. "No one has found them yet, Camp Jupiter said nether Percy or Jason was there either. Hazel is alright, but neither Frank or Reyna has been seen in Camp Jupiter since yesterday."
Danielle and Danny could see Annabeth visibly tense at receiving Grover's information. "It's just getting worse and worse." she said to herself, tapping her chin in thought, "Has Rachel told a prophecy as to why all of this is happening?"
Grover shook his head. "No, not yet, but I'm pretty sure she will soon if stuff like this keeps happening," he answered, slowly backing out of the door and onto the porch outside, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to...um...practice my pipes...really far away from here...yeah that's it...so, bye!" With that, Grover raced away from the Big House.
Annabeth laughed at her friend's antics, making Danielle start to giggle and Danny crack a smile.
"Can I please get some explanations now?" Danielle said after her giggles stopped, getting right back to what they were going to do before the interruption.
"Yes, of course Danielle," Annabeth answered, smiling, glad at seeing the little girl's interest in gaining knowledge, "Danny, I don't think you want to listen to explanations again. Why don't you go and sit outside on the porch?"
"Good idea, Annabeth," Danny responded, watching Danielle practically jumping with excitement.
Not wanting to collapse with exhaustion in front of a bunch of demi-gods during dinner, Danny knew it would be a good idea to rest his eyes for a bit before then.
Stepping outside, Danny walked around the outside of the Big House's porch deck before finding a chair that looked comfy enough to sleep in for a few hours.
But it seemed like as soon as he sat down and closed his eyes, he was roughly shaken awake.
"Five more minutes…" Danny mumbled, still half asleep.
"C'mon, Danny," he heard Annabeth say, "I want to show you and Danielle around camp before dinner."
Groaning and opening his eyes, Danny saw Annabeth in front of him, Danielle beside her.
"Alright, alright. I'm up." Danny said, standing up and following the already-walking girls.
Even though he guessed that he had only slept an hour or two, Danny felt that his senses were sharper than when he had first entered Camp.
Walking around, Annabeth showed Danny and Danielle areas of historic value, like the Climbing Wall, the Amphitheater, and the Arena. As well as other, not-so-historic, areas, like the Volleyball Courts and Arts & Crafts. Danielle actually did a good job keeping up, despite being on crutches.
They were now heading to the random buildings, that he now knew were the cabins, one for each of the gods. He observed the cabins in more detail, using some of the knowledge he knew about Greek gods to guess which one belonged to who.
Cabins One and Two were obviously Zeus and Hera's, being the biggest of all the cabins. Then followed each other cabin in the order each major god had on the Council, Three being Poseidon's, Four being Demeter's, etc., etc. Though, there were a few cabins that Danny couldn't figure out. The cabins were arranged in a rectangle pattern, but there was also an outer layer of cabins being built around the rectangle.
As Danny, Danielle, and Annabeth were walking next to the row of cabins that Danny had no idea the patron gods of, Annabeth spoke up. "I actually designed these myself," she said, pointing at the cabins with pride shining on her face.
Danielle looked awe struck, as if wondering how Annabeth had accomplished such a feat. "Really? I wouldn't have thought that! They look like they're hundreds of years old!" Danny chuckled at her emphasis, while Annabeth blushed at the praise.
"Why did you have to build these, anyway?" Danny asked, curious as well, "I mean, why weren't they built already?"
"The new cabins had to be built because my boyfriend, Percy, asked the gods to accept their kids when they reached Camp, or before they turned 13. The Camp needed a lot more cabins after that fiasco." She answered, and Danny could once again hear the sadness in her voice.
Being infinitely curious, Danielle couldn't help but ask Annabeth the question that had formed in her mind. "Hey, Annabeth, I remember you asking about Percy before. Did something happen to him?"
Annabeth stopped walking, forcing Danielle and Danny to stop as well. "Yea… This morning, we found out he and another one of my friends, Jason, had disappeared. And now Frank and Reyna, kids from Camp Jupiter, are missing..."
Danny couldn't recognize the expression Annabeth held, but he thought he understood the pain she was going through. "Annabeth, don't worry. I'm sure both of them are fine." Danny interjected, placing a hand on Annabeth's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.
"Thanks Danny," she said, Danny taking his hand off her shoulder once knowing she would be alright.
Suddenly, the sound of a conch horn was heard throughout the camp.
"Time for dinner! Most important meal of the day!" Annabeth exclaimed, smiling when she saw the other two's confused faces.
"Okay...? Why is dinner so important?" Danielle questioned, honestly confused.
Annabeth laughed. "Why, that's when you'll know your patron, of course!"
IMPORTANT STUFF: PLEASE READ
Yea... So, I kinda got a bit of a problem.
I have absolutely no clue which god should be Danny and Danielle's patron.
Oops.
But, I was thinking that ya'll could help me with that!
On my profile, I'm going to set up a poll that will show me who you guys want.
(There's also a ? option that will probably be darker than the others)
And for those of you who want to see this story continue, leave a review! I love receiving both advice and criticism. When you review, that lets me know that people are still reading my story, and care if it continues, or not.