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Chapter 2 is here, any ideas who the kids are? Well, they're demigods, but who are their parents... should be a bit obvious tbh :)

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Toby's POV

I'm sure I haven't got a hangover again... but I can't remember last night, so perhaps I have.

Anyway, seeing your music teacher growing wings is NOT how I like my detentions! But Miss Avia was changing. Feathery wings were sprouting from her back, her beaky nose twisted and claws appeared, ended with sharp, spiky talons.

"Demigods," she rasped, "it is my time to feed!"

She dove from her seat and soared towards us, and I began to realise it wasn't a hangover. This teacher was really a bird, attacking us with claws out...

"Harpy!" hollered a voice.

Miss Avia, or whatever it was, stopped in midair and turned towards the door. Standing there was a boy in my class. His name was Leif Evergreen and he was the strangest kid in my grade.

He had curly hair the colour of gingerbread and walked with a limp. He ate everything on sale in the cafeteria, and much more.

But Lief grabbed a sharp pencil that he always had tucked behind his ear. But as he did, it changed, until he was holding a full spear!

My brain couldn't comprehend what was going on. The weirdest kid in the school, throwing a spear at a deranged bird-like music teacher.

I stood back with shock, and, just my luck, tripped over backwards. A chair was behind me and I fell over backwards, slamming my temple on the floor.

Then... nothing.

Veronica's POV

"Ah!" I sat up like a bolt, terrified.

I was in a bed, wrapped up warm and snug, as four square ribbons of early morning sunlight gazed in through the window.

This wasn't my room... where was I?

"Veronica?" the doors to my right opened and Summer walked in. She looked scared and bewildered.

"Summer! Are you alright? What happened?"

Summer shook her head.

"I don't know. I woke up in a room over there, across the corridor."

"Right, the last thing I saw was Leif with a spear at Miss Avia."

"Same here,"

"Was that real? I mean, trying to be realistic here," I said, as I always try to separate fact from fiction.

Summer didn't say anything.

"What about the others?" she asked.

"I don't know," I shrugged.

"Summer?" called a voice.

Tom Wright walked through the door, and I got up out of the bed.

"Where are we?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," I told him, "but I think we're about to find out..."

I gestured with my hand, and, down some stairs outside my doorway, with his pencil/spear tucked behind his ear, was Lief.

And he wasn't alone.

Lilly's POV

Waking up in a creepy place with my hair in a mess is not a good thing.

Being lead downstairs by a weird food-obsessed kid who just killed a music teacher is even worse.

Being worried sick about my mum, stepdad, half-sisters and dog Lovebite is really not a good thing at all.

And chipping my nail on the doorframe is just unnecessarily cruel.

But six of us were being led by Lief down a winding stairway and outside.

"This is Camp Half-Blood," he said.

There were countless little cabins to my left, with a creek and forest over on the other side. Kids were shooting bows – without chipping nails I'm not sure how – and kids were running around with swords and spears and things.

"Woah," gasped Veronica.

"Cool," murmured Leon.

"Incredible," whispered Tom.

"AAAAAHHH!" I screamed.

"What?" gasped Summer.

"I am homesick, hallucinating, in a place I've never been before and I've just seen a dorky little kid kill a teacher!"

I try not to have these breakdowns, I really do. But they just happen.

"Lilly, I'm sorry," replied Lief, "but all will become clear. I'll just take you to see the Camp Director," he turned to Toby, "and your father."