4. Message from Olympus
Immediately after dinner, Chiron escorted me to the Zeus cabin. The cabin was the largest one of all of them. It was constructed out of huge pieces of marble. It had two Greek columns, and the door had lightning bolts on it. I sat down on my bed.
"Chiron?" I asked nervously.
"Yes, young one?" he replied calmly.
"W-what exactly am I?"
"Well, this might be somewhat complicated. You have heard the ancient greek myths about heros that were children of the gods, correct?" he questioned me.
"Yes."
"Well, that is what you are. Ze—"
I interrupted,"Wait, wait, wait. You're telling me that I'm the kid of the gods? You've got to be kidding me."
"No. Vince I am not kidding you. You are the child of Zeus, the most powerful god, king of the gods, god of the sky, thunder, and lightning. He came down and er— got together with your mother and thus, you were born."
I couldn't believe it. Suddenly, I was thrown into this magical world of gods and creatures and I end up being the child of the most important god. But me? I was just an insignificant kid that everyone ignored.
"That probably explains what happened on the bus," I murmured to myself.
"What was that?" Chiron asked.
"Colt already told you didn't he? On the bus, I spoke Greek and summoned a lightning bolt."
Chiron stood still for a moment.
"That is perfectly normal. Since you are half-god and half-human, and son of Zeus, you can control some of the things your father can control. Oh yes, and speaking of your mother, why don't you contact her?"
"Um, I don't have my cell phone with me."
"Young one," he chuckled, "I do not mean with a cellular telecommunication device, those attract monsters very easily."
"Wait a minute, they attract what?"
"Monsters," he repeated, talking casually, " I mean contact her with this."
He handed me a coin of some sort. It glowed yellow.
"This is a golden drachma. It is the currency of the gods," he told me.
"How exactly do I talk to my mom with a coin? Is it like a walkie-talkie or something?"
"No, you Iris-message her."
"What's Iris-messaging?"
"With the help of the goddess Iris, you can contact anyone in the world as long as you have a drachma and a rainbow. And it's all without roaming fees!"
Chiron led me outside and took me to the creek that cut through the camp.
"Grab a handful of water and throw it into the air," he told me.
I thought the request was a bit strange, but I did as he said. A fine mist formed in the air. Chiron passed me the drachma.
"Throw it into the mist," he told me.
I threw the coin into the mist, and I thought I would hear a splash! but it simply disappeared.
"Now repeat after me," he said. "O goddess, accept my offering"
"O goddess, accept my offering," I repeated.
"Now say what you want to be shown."
"Um, Miami, 8th Street, Jennifer Knight."
The mist shimmered and morphed until it showed an image of my mom in the kitchen. You could tell she had been crying because her eyes were all red and puffy.
"Mom?" I squeaked.
She jumped and turned around.
"Vince? My dear? My Gods, where are you? You've been gone all day. I was actually about to call the police. When you get home. . ."
"Mom. I'm in Long Island, New York. On the way to school, we were attacked by a drakon and I was kidnapped—er, taken here by Colt. He told me this place is called Camp Half-Blood and I'm here because I am part god and my dad is Zeus. Is it true or not?" I asked her in a rush.
"Well, it's very complicated, but to make a long story short, it's true," She sniffled.
"Mom. Explain all of it to me, please. I really need to know more about my past." I asked.
"Fine. Your dad came down 14 years ago, and well, he was charming and nice to me. Once he found out I was pregnant, he said that eventually you would have to go to your camp with your half-brother even if he didn't trust all mortals," She said quietly.
"Why did I have to come here?" I asked.
"The reason is because the monsters are attracted to your scent since you are the child of the most powerful god," she answered.
"But then why did he leave?" I asked.
"Well, dear, he had a bunch of other godly duties, and he had other children, too." She started tearing up again.
"When your father came, I realized I was able to see monsters, but I couldn't protect you because I didn't have the skill. . . When he left, I cried constantly. Now, sometimes I can see monsters if I concentrate, but not very easily."
I still couldn't believe this was happening to me.
"Mom, what do you mean by my half-brother?" I asked nervously.
"Well, he is a god also, but Zeus is your dad and his dad. Hmm. . . . I seem to have forgotten his name."
Chiron stepped into the field of view of my mother.
"Ms. Knight, I am Chiron and I am the director of activities at this camp. By any chance, do you mean Dionysus?"
"Nice to meet you Chiron. Yes, that was his name!" She said.
"Chiron, who is Dionysus?"
"Dionysus was the man I was standing with in front of the Big House."
"Wait, so your telling me that the pudg—I mean, guy in the leopard shirt is my half-brother?"
"Yes, Vince," said Chiron and my mom at the same time. They both blushed.
"O my gods."
"Well, nice meeting you Ms. Knight. We are already past curfew over here at the camp."
"Bye Chiron, good night Vince."
"Bye Mom," I said half-heartedly.
Once we were done, I went back to my cabin and fell asleep instantly.
The next morning I woke up rested and relaxed. I went to the showers and got dressed. When I was leaving my cabin, a group of four people walked up to me. They introduced themselves to me, mentioning which god was their parents.
"Hey Vince, my name is Justin Pontiff, son of Apollo."
Justin had dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and a mischievous smile. The next person was a girl with silvery hair (but it wasn't dyed) and purple eyes, which freaked me out and intimidated me.
"Nice to meet you Vince. I'm Cynthia Hynes, daughter of Hecate, goddess of magic, and I'm first cousins with the troublemaker, Justin. My dad and his mom are siblings."
The next girl had deep black hair and her eyes glowed gold-silver.
"I'm Addie Stint and my dad is Erebos, god of darkness."
The last person was a guy that had silver-blond hair. The silver looked as if you got a million dimes, melted them together and poured it over his blond hair. His eyes were a mix of white and orange.
"What's up Vince? My name is Paul Etterland. My dad is Morpheus, god of dreams."
They accompanied me to the mess hall where they told me we ate breakfast. On the way, I heard a scuffling noise and I turned to my right. It was Colt. He ran up to me, out of breath.
"Vince!" he said, panting. "Chiron-you-he-wants-Big House, go! Now!"
I ran to the Big House, my new friends following close behind. Chiron was hanging up the phone.
"Chiron, Colt came running and told me to come here. What's wrong?" I asked.
"Vince. The gods. . . they're-they're fading," he said gravely.
It seems that Vince is the type of person that makes friends within seconds. From here, the story gets even better! Review!
-cpcboy123
