Hey guys! I FINALLY got this typed up! I've been wanting to introduce the normal characters for AGES!
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Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Nor do I own Malcolm, Nico, Clarisse, Chris, Chiron, Dionysus (thank the gods I don't own Dionysus) or Thalia. But, I am Annabeth and so I own myself and Percy.
What? How'd Annabeth get on this?
Real disclaimer: I don't own Annabeth or Percy. Annabeth owns Percy supposedly... I'll have to talk to her about that. I think Sally owns him.
I attempt to get out of bed, but a woozy feeling hits me again. The girl beside me seems to notice it as well because she pushes me back into the bed.
"I'll go get you a wheelchair," she says calmly, almost as if attempting to soothe me. "Be right back."
She steps through a door to my right and reappears a few moments later, wheeling in a silver wheelchair. She drags it to my bedside and helps me into it.
"Feeling comfy?" she asks, a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Yeah," I answer sarcastically. "Where are we headed?"
"First, I'm going to show you your cabin and then we're going to go make some friends, 'kay?"
She wheels my out onto the porch. She pushes the wheelchair in the direction of a table where two men are playing some sort of card game.
"Mr. D, Chiron, I'd like you to meet our latest camper, Layla," Alisa says, introducing me to the two men.
"Goody, another kid to ruin the peace," says the first man, sighing slightly as he utters the words.
"Nice to meet you too," I murmur under my breath which earns me a small kick in the leg from Alisa.
"It's very nice to meet you, Layla. Don't mind Dionysus here, he's never been much of a happy camper," the other man says, chuckling slightly at his own pun as he wheels his wheelchair around to face me. "Alisa, did you find out anything about the girl's godly parent yet?"
"No, sir. From what I can tell, she could be a child of any number of them. It's up to them to claim her now," Alisa says wearily.
"Oh well, we had a similar issue with Di Angelo, did we not? And look how well he's doing now," Chiron answers, chuckling slightly as Alisa's cheeks redden. "I'm sure you remember the rules about being alone in cabins, am I right? I'll let it slide this time, but I don't want to hear about it again, understood?"
Alisa nods slightly, her face completely red.
"Good, I'll be seeing you around, Layla. Alisa, make sure to introduce her to everyone tomorrow, it's a bit late for that today," the man says, waving as we leave.
As soon as we are out of earshot of the men, I risk a question.
"What was that all about?" I ask, trying not to sound too curious.
"What?" she asks, a bit too smoothly.
"The stuff he said about cabin rules," I say innocently.
"Oh, uhh..." she trails off, her face reddening. "Oh, look. Here's your cabin."
I look up to find a brown building, its paint peeling. Above the door hangs one of those medical symbols, the staff with two snakes curled around it.
"You'll be staying here until you're claimed. Don't leave any of your stuff unattended, though. Hermes is the god of thieves," she says rapidly, attempting to change the subject. "Everyone's at the sing-along right now. We'd better go before they end it."
She runs, pushing me as she goes, towards a large amphitheatre. Hundreds of kids sit around, singing along with the kids on stage. Alisa wheels me over next to a small group in the corner.
"Nico, Malcolm, Annabeth, Thalia, Percy, Marcus, Clarisse and Chris, this is Layla. Take care of her for me; I've got to get onstage before Will kills me for being late. Bye guys!" she kisses the boy named Nico on the cheek, waves at the rest of us and runs towards the stage.
"Marcus!" I exclaim, wheeling my way towards the boy. "You're okay!"
"Of course I am. You didn't think I died, did you?" he laughs.
"You must be Layla. Everyone's been talking about you. We haven't had a lot of new arrivals lately," the girl named Annabeth says.
"Let me introduce us to you. I'm Annabeth, daughter of Athena. This is Percy, my boyfriend and son of Poseidon," she says, pointing to the dark haired and green eyed boy beside her.
"I'm Nico, Alisa's boyfriend and a son of Hades," he interrupts, waving slightly as he pushes the long, dark hair out of his face with a pale hand, revealing his dark eyes.
"This is Thalia, daughter of Zeus and a hunter of Artemis," Annabeth continues, pointing at a goth-looking girl in a silver jacket and matching boots. A silver halo sits upon her black, spiked hair and her eyes are a piercing blue. She gives a soft "Hey" before returning to fiddling with an arrow.
"This is―" she starts but she's cut off by a tough looking girl.
"Clarisse, daughter of Ares and this is Chris, my boyfriend, son of Hermes," she says, her voice tough and scratchy, like that of playground bullies. She's large, larger than any of the others. Her brown hair is held back by an equally large bandanna.
"Of course, you know Marcus," Annabeth continues, glaring at Clarisse and Nico for their interruptions. "He's recently been claimed Athena."
Marcus' smile widens ad he accepts the title.
"And, last but not least, this is Malcolm, another child of Athena," she says, pointing to the grey eyed boy I had seen earlier. He attempts to push his caramel-blonde hair out of his face, but it's no use. It flops back into his eyes and he mutters what sounds like a swear in a strange language.
"Alisa will show you around tomorrow but you're more than welcome to stay with us. Has she gone through the initiation speech?" Annabeth asks, snuggling back into her boyfriend's arms.
"Yeah, I think. Speaking of Alisa, where'd she go?" I ask curiously.
"She's from the Apollo cabin and it's her turn on keyboard for sing-along," Nico explains, pointing to Alisa as she stands behind a keyboard onstage. "And that's her brother, Will," he continues, pointing to the beach-blonde haired boy strumming a guitar and singing.
"You'll like it here," Annabeth continues. "It's safe."