Chapter 3

*Zoe's POV*

So. I arrived at Camp Half Blood less than two hours ago and already fifteen campers have come up and introduced themselves to me. First, the camp director, Percy Jackson, and his wife Annabeth took me into the huge farmhouse where they live and filled me in on life at camp. Then their daughter, Bianca, took me on a tour. She's nice enough, but she's too brainiac for my tastes. Then I went to the Hermes cabin, where all new campers stay until they've been 'claimed' by their godly parent. I decided not to mention that mom said my dad was Loki, mainly because Bianca said 'Ugh, hopefully you won't be Loki's kid. I hate them. But a lot of them have hair like yours, so...' I wonder why she hates them so much. After I got settled into Hermes, a couple of Sjöfn ( the Asgardian goddess of love and beauty ) girls came and took me to their cabin to dress me up for my 'claiming' at the campfire tonight. They washed off all my eyeliner and caked mascara, lipstick, eyeshadow, foundation, and a bunch of other shit I don't recognize onto my face, then threw away my black clothes and stuffed me into this tiny green dress, 'to compliment my eyes' and weighed me down with about 100 pounds of silver bangles, earrings, necklaces, and rings. Oh, and they took out my nose ring and my snakebites. I already hate them. Apparently, they hate the Loki cabin too, along with the Aphrodite cabin, the Lofn cabin, and the Priapus cabin. They don't seem like my type either. Once they finished giving me a makeover, I began to walk around the grounds.

"Hey! Hey! Zoe!" I turned around to see a boy, about my age, with black hair like mine and black eyes.

"Uh, hi… Who are you?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm Fenrir." I snorted.

"Fenrir?"

"Uh, yeah, it's an old Norse name. Call me Fen. I'm a Loki kid."

"Loki, huh? Haven't heard the greatest things about you guys."

"Ah. Yeah we're kind of the metalhead punk kids. Not many people like My Chemical Romance."

"MCR! Oh my gods! I love them! Wow, I'm glad I'll be with you guys."

"What? Have you been claimed?"

"Oh. Shit. Well. Before I came here, my mom and I sort of got attacked by a Hellhound and she had this green crystal that she said my dad Loki gave her in case she ever needed help and she smashed it on the ground and these mummies came and killed the Hel-Hound and then disappeared and oh gods it was freaky."

"Woah… okay. Did the crystal look like this?" He pulled a faded photo out of his pocket of a green crystal exactly like the one my mom had."

"Yeah!" Fen gasped and grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me full on the mouth.

"Woah dude, what the hell?" I stepped back and frowned.

"Damn. Sorry. It's just… there's this spirit that has haunted the children of Loki ever

since… I don't know, forever I guess. There is this prophecy that says that the one who will break the curse will be the owner of that crystal. It hasn't been seen in 2,000 years. And you just happen to show up now of all times with the crystal? You have to be the kid from the prophecy. I was so excited, I'm sorry. We need to go tell Percy!"

"Uh, okay. The thing is, I don't actually have the crystal. my mom did and now it's gone."

"She was just keeping it for you. It always returns to it's rightful owner. Check your

pocket." I reached into my pocket, and- whatdya know, there's the crystal.

"Okay. Let's not tell Percy now, let's just wait until the campfire. Take me to your cabin to introduce me to the other kids."

"K." When we arrive at the Loki cabin, I hear Welcome to the Black Parade blaring from the open door, and I see about 7 kids, most of them with black or colorful hair, all doing various activities. Two girls are dying each other's hair, a few kids are reading, and the rest are talking and laughing. When I walk in the door, everyone stops and stares blankly at me. A boy shuts off the music. I realize that I'm all dressed up, my piercings are out, and my hair is curled. I must look like this girly 1D type of girl. A tall girl wearing combat boots, black skinny jeans, and a Pierce the Veil t-shirt stands up.

"Fen, who is this?"

"Oh, Tabitha, this is Zoe." Fen grabs her arm and leads her behind one of the bunks. They have a whispered argument while the other kids continue staring at me. Finally, they come out and Tabitha walks up to me.

"Hi, Zoe. I'm Tabitha. Welcome to the Loki cabin. I, uh, assume the Sjöfn girls gave you a makeover?"

"Hi, yeah. I hate it." She laughs and touches my shoulder lightly.

"You can take it off." She waves her hand and a door appears in the wall that I'm almost positive wasn't there before.

"How did you do that?" She smiles.

"Magic." I open the door to every punk kid's dream. Hair dye, makeup, clothes, shoes, jewelry, and… weapons? Must be a demigod thing. I pick out a pair of red converse, black skinny jeans, a tank that says 'I'm not antisocial, I just don't like you.', and a black beanie. I put in my piercings. I reapply my eyeliner and add a red streak to my hair. There. Now I'm me again. I go back to the main room, which is halfway taken up with a stage, halfway taken up with couches and chairs, perfect for improv concerts.

"So, uh, what's with all the weapons in there?" I gesture to the door, which I turn around to see has disappeared. Classic.

"We're demigods. We fight monsters. We need weapons." A girl who looks about 13 walks up to me. "Name's Magnus. Call me Mag."

"Uh, isn't Magnus a guy's name?" Everyone looks at me like they're imagining my guts spilling onto the floor. "Okay. That's cool." Suddenly, a deafening bell peals through the awkward silence.

AN/ Well, this one's a wee bit longer. Hope you guys are enjoying this! Please write reviews so I can know what to change!