"So, this is what Camp-half blood looks like." Emmy said looking around her. At that moment a child of Apollo appeared looking down at Emmy with a smile.
"So you're up." The blonde boy said. "I'm glad the poison didn't seem to affect you too much, but you're puncture wounds are going to scar." He said pushing her hair back, and holding a mirror up for her to see.
"So I'm going to spend the rest of my life looking like a vampire victim?" Emmy asked looking in the mirror. "Sweet." Percy chuckled softly, seeing Emmy was acting like she normally did. "Where is my sweater?" Emmy said suddenly realizing she was wearing a bright orange shirt. It had a symbol on it, but she couldn't make it out at the moment. "And who changed me? Wait, I don't want to know." She said, her voice quickening.
"Whoa there Emmy." Percy said looking down at her. "You're going into shock."
"I just want to make sure the sweater isn't ruined. I love that thing."
"It's okay, we will get someone to wash the blood out." The Apollo kid said with a slight smirk. "And the girls changed your clothes." By then Annabeth had already disappeared, she left as soon as she was sure Emmy was alright.
Emmy and Percy exited the infirmary 10 minutes later. Her neck had a thick white bandage covering her wound. They had given her a white sweatshirt with a the Camp Half-Blood logo on it in orange, and jeans, which fit her perfectly. How they managed that, she didn't know. "So, this is Camp." Emmy said looking around. The whole place had a light layer of snow, giving it a unique beauty.
"Yep, would you like a tour?" Percy asked her, with a smile. He was just so relieved to see her all right. This morning he had thought the worst, that monsters had gotten her. Now she was standing right next to him, a smile on her face. Emmy reached over grabbing his hand. He looked down at it, he didn't really mind but it reminded him that everyone at Camp didn't know yet. Didn't know that him and Annabeth had called it quits.
"I would love that." Emmy said once again looking at her surroundings.
"And this is the Big House." Percy said dramatically gesturing towards the blue building. He had already shown her most of the camp; the arena, the lake, the forest, the cabins and the strawberry fields. Standing on the house's porch was something Emmy had never seen before. From afar he looked like a horse with a weirdly shaped head, but up close she could see that the horse had the abdomen and head of a man.
"Is that a centaur?" Emmy asked astounded.
"Yep, and his name is Chiron." Percy said starting towards the house. Emmy had to almost jog to keep up with him. He was just so tall, and her legs were so short.
"Percy," Chiron said in greeting as they approached. "I wasn't expecting you here until the summer. Does your mom know you are here?" Percy used his palm to cover his face.
"Gods, no. I completely forgot. I need to Iris message her." He turned to Emmy. "Will you be okay here for a bit? I really need to talk to her."
"Of course, she needs to know." Emmy said with a nod. "Just don't take too long." Her smile widened as he ran off, stopping random Demi-Gods and asking them for something called a Drachma.
"So, Emmy is it?" The girl nodded, causing her black curls to bounce. "Annabeth told me all about how you got here, and your, um, relationship with Percy." Emmy's eyes widened and her face grew even paler than usual.
"Did she?"
"Yes, but we don't need to talk about that now. Was everything about being a demi-god explained to you?"
Emmy nodded, "Though they really didn't need to, my mother explained it to me when I was a child."
Chiron's eyebrow raised. "Your mother?"
"Yes, she was a child of Demeter. She told me all about this place."
Now Chiron looked completely shocked. "Your mother was a demi-god?"
"Yep, that's why I don't quite understand why I'm here. What would monsters want with a granddaughter of a god?"
"But Emmy, you were scouted out as a half-blood. That's why Annabeth was assigned to you. It was her job to make sure you made it to camp safely."
Emmy's face sudden cleared with realization. "So, my mother and some god shacked up, making me."
Chiron smiled for the first time since Percy left. "I wouldn't quite say it that way, but yes."
"So, I'm a Three-Quarter-Blood?"
"I guess it could be put that way." Suddenly his eyes became distant, like he was looking far away. "But this is quite unexpected. A god hasn't produced a child with a demi-god in almost a thousand years. No wonder the monsters were after you."
Percy ran up to them, "I'm back." Emmy looked up at him with a face that said, 'Help me.' Chiron lost the faraway look and smiled down at them.
"Percy you're back. Now I must sound the horn, it's dinner time."
Percy nodded like what the man just said made perfect sense. "Okay, I'll show Emmy the way." He grabbed her hand and lead her away.
They walked down a path, which many other campers were walking on. Suddenly Emmy's face lit up, "Griff." She yelled and one of the campers in front of them turned around. He was tall, even taller than Percy. His eyes were a blue that could sometimes be confused with grey. His hair was a sandy blonde, and it stuck up in the front, like he had ran a light gel through it. His nose was slightly over average in size, but it fit his features and the freckles that ran across it. Emmy sprinted towards him, and he stood there like he couldn't believe she was there.
"Emms!" He called out just before she reached him and almost knocked him over with a hug. He returned it and lifted her up, spinning her around. Percy watched all of this, with the most confused look on his face. He walked up to the pair and just looked back and forth between them. Once separated the two began to talk quickly, Percy not able to make out what they were saying. He tapped Emmy lightly on the shoulder getting her attention back. "Emmy, who's this?" He couldn't help but feel a slight jealousy. As a fellow guy Percy couldn't help but admit the attractiveness of this, 'Griff.' And Percy wanted to know why he was hugging his girlfriend.