Sam was running with Eirene's arm in her hand, she seemed overly excited to be bringing a new camper to the site. Her face was bright and lit with excitement, as she urged Eirene to run faster. She reminded Eirene of a little kid running to their parents to ask for a reward to a good deed. And in away, Eirene guessed Sam kind of was.

They were able to cross the hill and enter camp, and Eirene stopped short as the smell of fresh strawberries hit her in the face, she closed her eyes to take in the scent, and opened them with a smile. Then she frowned—or more so, her expression turned into one of shock. She saw kids battling and fighting with each other, shooting bow and arrows, riding chariots. They were all wearing what looked like Greek war helmets on their heads, and heavy armor on their bodies. She saw satyrs and centaurs roaming the grounds, and saw kids existing amazing-looking cabins chatting among their friends.

Sam stopped on the peak of the hill and smiled proudly at Eirene's reaction. "Eirene, welcome to Camp Half-blood," She walked further down, Eirene following her path. "Welcome to happily ever after!" She twirled around and spread her arms wide, showcasing the camp. Indeed, this was something Eirene had never seen before and it scared her…in a good way.

"I wouldn't say this is happily ever after, but its close."

Both girls turned to the direction of the accusing voice, and found that a girl was standing there. Sam seemed to relax at the sight of the girl, and waved to her.

"Hey, Heather!"

The girl smiled and waved back, then stuck out her chin towards Eirene. "Who's your friend? New camper?"

Sam nodded, taking Eirene's arm again and pulling her closer. "Her name's Eirene. I found her standing over a cliff with a Chimera on her tail."

Heather's eyebrows shot up and she let out a slow whistle. "Chimera?" her eyes then landed on Eirene, and she seemed to be absorbing information. Eirene was reminded of an animal staring down its prey, calculating the best move to make before it struck. She knew that this Heather girl was someone who you didn't want to mess with, someone who would be a harsh competitor on the battlefield. The girl was taller than Sam and she was fairly skinny, though still curvy. She had tan skin and dark chocolate brown hair that reached her chest, with dark brown eyes. Her entire face shouted leader, commander, and intimidator. But she also had certain softness to it, and was very pretty.

"Hi, my names Heather Knightly, though you can call me Heather. It's nice to meet you." The girl held out her hand and she shook it, returning her smile. Her grip wasn't too firm, but also friendly. "Are you the one Sam's been reporting to us about?"

Eirene laughed nervously. "I guess so."

"I respect your integrity. I find it amazing that you've been fighting off monsters and living on your own for so long. But you don't have to worry about your safety anymore; Camp Half-blood is the safest place on earth for people like us. We'll train you to fight and master every aspect of self defense." The girl spoke clearly and fluently, confident in what she was saying. Eirene automatically felt safe around her. She knew that as long as this girl was around, she wouldn't let anyone in camp get hurt.

"Knightly, you're doing it again!"

Eirene was startled by the sudden call of a deep, male voice. It was accented with a language Eirene couldn't pinpoint. Approaching (from where the voice was heard) was a tall male, He was wearing Greek armor and had his helmet in hand and he looked somewhat muscular. His skin was pale, and his eyes were a dark brown; much like Heather's. His hair was to his shoulder in waves and was dark brown. He had a bad-boy sexy vibe to him and was looking at Heather with a playful glint in his eyes.

Heather lazily rolled her eyes over to the offender. "And what would that be, Damien?"

He smiled, and Eirene was struck by his good looks. "Acting Chiron's part," He glanced at her, giving Eirene the once-over. "I think she deserves a proper tour, by the big man himself. If you don't mind, Samantha, I'd like to take her off your hands."

"Oh no you don't! You're heading over to battle stations with me, now." Heather grabbed him forcefully and pulled him close, in which he responded with a smug grin.

"Don't act too eager to be alone with me, Knightly."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Not a chance," then marched off in the opposite direction, looking behind her to make sure Damien was following. He ruffled Sam's hair and winked at Eirene, waving goodbye as he rushed towards Heather. Eirene was all a bit taken back by him; he was like someone she'd never met before. She doesn't remember the last time someone had ingenuously flirted with her, but she had a feeling she'd have to get used to it with Damien around.

Sam tugged on Eirene's dress to get her attention. She gestured to the two who had left, and shrugged. "Don't mind those two, they're kind of together and kind of not. It's a flirt-hate relationship with those two."

"So they're dating?"

"No, Damien flirts with everyone, but he just takes extra time with her. Heather pretends she doesn't like it, but we all know she does." The girl smiled mischievously for a moment, and then shook it off. "Anyways, we should get going; Chiron going to want to meet you."

Eirene followed Sam as she led her through camp, taking in all her surroundings. Statues were everywhere, of every minor and great Greek god. The cabins we bountiful; they were so many of them and in so many different styles. She saw one cabin that was covered in flowers and tomatoes plant vines grew all over it, with a grass roof and front porch filled with roses. Another was a bright angry red, with a dead boa on the door and barbed wire around the roof. There was one that looked like it was made out of pure gold and glowed a bit. Every cabin had a special design that represented the God they belonged to, and Eirene thought it was quite clever. Something caught her attention in the corner of her eye, and she glanced to see what seemed like a small nymphs hiding behind a tree. Her skin colour was light green, and her hair were cascades of leaves reaching her feet. The nymph glanced at Eirene, and quickly hid behind the tree once more.

Once they reached the big house, Eirene saw four people seated around a table, playing cards. One of them looked up expectantly when the girls walked in, and he smiled. It was a warm smile, one of slight familiarity. The male was in a wheelchair, and he had thinning brown hair and a dark brown beard. He glanced at Eirene with interest.

"Hello, Samantha."

"What's up, Sam!" The other male sitting said. He had black hair and sea-green eyes. His smile was bright and a little goofy, and he was wearing an orange shirt that was bursting under the strength of his muscles, and dark-washed jeans. The shirt read: Camp Half-Blood

"Hey, Sam," The girl had her head on the boy's shoulder, and she had long blonde hair is curls, with striking grey eyes. She was wearing the same shirt as the boy, though had shorts on. From the two's stance, Eirene could tell they were a couple.

There was another man sitting there, and his beady blue eyes didn't leave his cards for a minute. He had a chubby, red face and curly hair so black it looked purple. He was wearing a leopard-print Hawaiian shirt and purple running shoes. There was a can of coca-cola sitting by him, and a satyr stood by him looking awfully nervous.

The man in the wheelchair rolled towards the girls, and greeted Eirene with another warm smile. "Hello. I'm assuming you're the stray demigod Samantha's been telling us about?"

"I heard she's got killer fighting skills." The green-eyed boy whispered to his girlfriend. Eirene stared at him, tilting her head. He seemed…familiar. She knew him somewhere, she was sure of it. But the memory…seemed like a dream. The boy looked over and they locked eyes. A sudden, quick rush went through Eirene and she was sucked into a flashback.

She saw him…the boy…his name? It was coming to her…Percy…Percy Jackson. He was standing over a river. Her River, the Styx. He looked about ready to jump, and with his eyes closed, he did. Once he was emerged in the river Eirene got another flashback, one into his life. She saw him in preschool, being put into a snake bin and then strangling the snake to death; Him at twelve, fighting the Minotaur and taking its horn off; on his quest, fighting the lightning bolt and meeting his father. She saw him at fourteen, taking the sky's burden from Artemis; Sixteen, the battle of the titans and his kiss with Annabeth; Seventeen, travelling aboard a ship and falling with Annabeth into the pit of Tartarus. She was taken into his life saw all his memories, everything he's ever accomplished. The flashback ended with an image of Percy emerging out of the Styx River, and Eirene was taken back into the present.

She gasped and found that mostly everyone was looking at her. "What?" she snapped, still taken aback by the ordeal she had just encountered, what had just happened? She had no idea. She didn't know why when she looked at Percy, she now knew his entire life story, everyone he's ever met, everything he's done, and everything he'll ever do. This was something she'd never encountered before, was it a new power? She felt Chiron hard stare boring into her, and she blinked her eyes a couple of times before she looked back at him.

"Your eyes, just now…" He started, a scowl on his face. But he soon shook his head in disbelief. "It's nothing. Welcome, new camper…what is your name?"

"Eirene,"

"Just Eirene," Sam added for dramatic effect, doing jazz hands.

"I see. Well, Welcome Eirene! To camp Half-blood, I'm glad you could come here safely. I've heard from our little friend here that you've been looking out for yourself for a while. How long would that be, exactly?"

"Six years." Silence once again consumed the room. Eirene frowned and fold her arms together. "I've been on the run for six years."

"Impressive, you've stayed alive for so long, without a guide at your side. How old are you?"

She didn't like all the questions, but answered anyways. "Sixteen. I ran away when I was ten years old." She looked around again, uncomfortable to be the center of attention; and she knew Percy and Annabeth were staring at her. She decided she wanted to redirect the attention to the counselor.

"What's your name?" Even though she knew, she had seen him and his name is Percy's memory.

"Ah my apologies, my name is Chiron, and I'll be your camp director." He suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, and Eirene moved back—startled, Right where his paralyzed legs once were, stood four hooves in its place. From the waist up he looked the same, but waist down was white horse fur and hooves. Eirene wanted to act like she was surprised, but she'd seen him like this before. Thanks to Percy.

Chiron turned to the man who'd never spoken. "Dionysus, are you going to say anything?"

The man sighed heavily and set his cards down dramatically, then took a long sip out of his soda. When he set it down, his face was redder than it was before.

"Right, right, say hello to the new camper? Alright then, I'm Dionysus, unfortunately whose also the camp director. Stay out of the trouble and don't bother me." And just like that, he was back to his cards game. Percy scowled at him, then dropped his cards and walked over to where Eirene was. Annabeth followed him.

"Hey, I'm Percy. Don't mind Mr. D, he's just upset cause his dad sentence him to centuries directing camp half-blood," He leaned in and whispered, "Penalty for flirting with a nymph against Zeus's orders."

Annabeth smacked his arm. "She doesn't need to know all that." She then turned to Eirene, her gray eyes shining. Eirene was already intimidated by their stormy glow, she knew Annabeth was the daughter of Athena, and she gave off the same vibe that Heather did.

"I'm Annabeth. Don't worry, you will have fun here. You'll train and fight and learn to take care of yourself."

"Not like you need to, though." Percy added with a grin.

Eirene smiled back, but it didn't reach her eyes. She was wary of Percy, she didn't know why she had seen the things she had. Was Zeus sending her a message? Did he want her to see that? Or…was it just that she knew about Percy because he had taken a swim in the river? To make sure, she wanted to be quizzed. She wanted to be asked everything about him, to confirm her theory that she knew everything about everyone who's ever swam in her river. She was sure she'd have an answer to them all.

"So, which God's child are you?" Annabeth asked.

But Eirene didn't have an answer to that.

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