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I woke up in a tiny, wooden room. I was lying on a small, white bed. I looked next to me to see there were three other beds that looked the exact same as mine. I tried to sit up but my head pounded. I groaned in pain. Just looking at the light made me dizzy. I sat there for a while trying to figure out how I was going to escape. I ran through what I knew.

1. I was in a room which probably led to a bigger building or more rooms. It might be hard to find my way out.

2. There were at least 5 other weapon wielding teenagers somewhere in this building. I was outnumbered.

3. My head hurt so much I couldn't even sit up. My escape wasn't looking so good.

My thoughts were cut short when the door swung open. "Your awake!" I heard a girls voice shout. The yelling made my head buzz. I looked up to see an unfamiliar face. She had brown, choppy hair tied into braids and eyes that seemed to change colors. Behind her was a boy, older than me, with short, blonde hair and an intimidating body. His stance made him look like he was ready to fight at any time. As scary as he came off the girl worried me more. She had a nice face but her eyes bore into me as if she was reading my soul. She had the kind of eyes that made you want to hide under the covers.

Despite my body saying "Run!" I held my ground- or bed- and stared back at her. "Who are you?" I asked carefully.

"Piper, daughter of Aphrodite," she responded nicely, "And this is Jason, son of Jupiter," she said motioning to the boy behind her.

I stared back at her as if she was mad. I'm pretty sure she was. "Aphrodite? Jupiter? Aren't those Gods?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied simply.

"So, you're trying to tell me that your parents are Gods?" I asked perplexed.

"Well, only one of our parents is a God, the other is mortal," she said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Mortal. Great, now she doesn't even call people, people. She's got fancy names for everything.

I raised my eyebrow. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope," she said cheerfully. "We're demigods, just like you." Oh look, now I had a fancy name too.

"Right," I said slowly still not believing what she was saying, "So, let's pretend for a moment that what you're saying makes sense and is true. Now, I know that I'm not the best at mythology but isn't Aphrodite, Greek and Jupiter, Roman?" I questioned.

"Yup, there's a good mixture of us."

"Right, you're crazy," I stated leaning my head back. All this information was making it hurt even more.

"I am not!" She said angrily. I smiled. I was getting on here nerves. Good.

"Piper," the boy said putting his hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

The girl sighed and noticed me leaning my head back in pain. "Here, eat this," she said handing me what looked like a granola bar.

I looked at it skeptically. "How do I know you're not trying to poison me?" I asked.

"Because if we wanted to kill you we wouldn't have taken you here and nursed you. We would've just let the monster kill you," she pointed out still handing me the bar. Sadly, she had a point. I looked at the bar doubtfully and grabbed it from her hand. I peeled back the paper and took a bite. "Not too much!" she yelled rushing at me. I sat up and spit the bar out of my mouth.

"What?" I shouted at her.

"You can't eat too much or it'll basically burn you from the inside out," she said mater of factly.

I stared at her wide eyed. "Well, nice of you to point that out! Why would you make me eat something that can kill me?" I shouted angrily. I knew I shouldn't have trusted her.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "It'll only kill you if you eat too much. Here, just eat this," She said breaking off a small piece of the bar. I hesitantly put it in my mouth. Almost as soon as I swallowed my head started to feel better. The constant pounding started to fade away. "Better?" she asked. I nodded. "Good. Now, we have a couple of questions for you."

I looked up at her. What questions was she about to ask? I didn't feel comfortable telling her a lot. I still didn't trust her. She gave me food that almost killed me, even if she did stop me at the last minute. "What do you want to know?"

"Well, for one, what's your name?" she asked. Simple enough question. Still, didn't want to answer it.

"What if I don't want to tell you?" I said.

She groaned slightly, "It's just your name."

"You can do a lot with a name. Name's are powerful," I pointed out.

She sighed, "Just tell me your name." I shook my head. I did not trust her one bit. I also really enjoyed getting her annoyed. She was easy to annoy. "Fine. You leave me no choice." I looked at her questionably. What the hell was she going to do? She wasn't going to torture me for my name was she? If she want's to know that bad I'll just tell her. My name isn't really something I want to be tortured over.

I tried to figure out what she meant but the blonde boy, or Jason, seemed to know exactly what she meant. "Piper, c'mon, maybe if we just give her some time," he said soothingly.

"No. We need to know who she is and whether or not she's on our side," she said to Jason. Her side? If her side was torturing people to find out their name, I most definitely was not on her side. She took a step towards me and I thought she was going to pull out a knife and begin the torture but instead she just spoke, "What is your name?"

This time I felt oddly compelled to reply. "Sarah," I said simply.

"And what are you doing in Greece?"

"I live here."

"But your accent, it's American," she noted.

"Yes. I'm from Miami."

"So how long have you been living in Greece?"

This was starting to get very personal and I didn't like where this was going. Still, I answered. "Since I was eight."

"And where is your family?" she asked.

Don't answer this. Don't answer this. I didn't want to answer this. It was way too personal. I haven't talked to someone about my family in years, and I didn't really want to tell her, of all people. But something seemed to be forcing me to talk. "I never met my dad and my mom died when I was six."

"Oh," she said in a small voice. "So, how did you get to Greece?"

Stop talking. Stop talking. "I came here on vacation and my Step Mom decided it would be a good place to leave me for the rest of my life." Why was I still talking?

Piper faltered. Her face filled with shock and her eyes with slight horror. "H-have you been living by yourself all this time?" she tried to ask but the power in her voice was gone.

I shook my head and stared daggers at her, "What did you do? Don't ever do that again!" I shouted angrily at her hoping off my bed.

"I-I'm sorry, I had to. You refused to answer anything!" she said quickly backing up from me.

"If you ever do anything like that again I swear I will make your life a living hell!" I yelled charging at her.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jason shouted stepping in between us. "Please, just calm down. You have to understand that you weren't being very cooperative." I glared at him. "I promise we won't do anything like that again," he said giving me a confident look.

"I want to here you say it," I said staring at Piper.

She looked directly in my eyes. "I promise I won't use charmspeak on you again."

I raised my eyebrow, "Charmspeak, that's what you call it?"

"Yeah, it's this gift I got from my mom," she said.

I frowned. "I wish I got a gift from my dad. I've never even met my dad," I grumbled.

"Well then let's look on the bright side," Jason said, "We know that your Godly parent is your dad."

"Great, now if you could just tell me which God he is, that'd be wonderful."

"Oh good, another sarcastic one," Piper said rolling her eyes. "You should get along just fine with some of the others."

I gave her a puzzled look. "Alright, you guys had your questions, it's my turn now." Their faces paled a little but they nodded. "Where am I?"

"On a ship," Piper answered simply.

"A ship?" I shouted angrily. "Where are we going?" I really did not want to leave Greece. Not with these people at least.

"No where!" she shouted quickly. "No where. We're parked."

I don't think I've ever been so relieved. "Okay, and who exactly is on this ship?"

"Well, including me and Jason, there's seven of us. Oh, and one angry satyr."

"Umm, why...? Never mind," I said waving off the satyr question. "And why exactly are you all on a ship in Greece?"

"We're trying to defeat Gaea before she can fully wake up and destroy the world," she said simply.

"Who's Gaea?" I asked

"She's like, the Earth," Jason explained.

He didn't really clear anything up. "So, she's like Mother Nature... but evil?" I questioned.

"Yeah, sure, kinda." he said. I rolled my eyes. This one wasn't very good at explaining things.

"So, when am I meeting everyone else?"I asked.

This time Piper spoke, "I'm going to tell them your name and everything and you can't meet them more personally later on. In the meantime, you can take a shower and wash up. You're about my size so I'll give you some of my clothes to change into, just wait here while I get them."

"Okay," I said sitting down on my bed and cooperating for once. At this point I would do anything for a nice shower and a new pair of clothes. They both smiled at me and walked out of the room. Less than five minutes later Piper came back with some clothes in her hand.

"Here," she said handing them to me. "The shower's down the hall, to the right."

"Thanks," I smiled and walked to the bathroom. Let's just say that was the nicest shower I've taken in a while. The warm water felt so good and I was finally able to (kind of) tame my hair.I got out of the shower and put on a pair of jeans that only had one hole in the knee (upgrade!), and an orange shirt with a winged horse that read 'Camp Half-Blood' in big letters. Funny, it kind of looked like the one I had found in the trash earlier.

Once I was dressed I walked through the hallway unsure of where to go. I finally decided on going upstairs to the deck since I was getting tired of being cooped up in the small rooms. When I reached the deck I only had a moment to enjoy the sun on my face before I saw the latino boy from before. I groaned, he was the one who started all this. If he would've just been paying attention I wouldn't be caught up in his mess.

"Well, look who's awake!" he shouted with a smirk on his face. His smile troubled me. He was standing behind the wheel doing what seemed like nothing.

I walked skeptically up to him. "Hey."

"I see you've cleaned up nicely," he smiled.

I shot him a look. "Yeah, felt good to finally take a shower."

Silence rested upon us for a second before he finally spoke up. "So, we haven't formerly met. What's your name?"

I gave him a puzzled look. "Shouldn't you know? Piper said she was going to tell everyone about me while I washed up."

"Ah, yes, I wasn't in that meeting. I was up here watching the ship. Which means I know nothing about you so it's up to you to make a good impression now," he winked at me.

I groaned. Well, there was no point in hiding my name now, everyone else on this ship already knew it. If he didn't hear it from me he would hear it from someone else. "Sarah. Yours?" I asked him.

"Leo," he said smiling sticking his hand out.

I hesitantly shook it. "Leo, like lion," I muttered half to him, half to myself.

"Sarah, like princesa," he shot back. I frowned. I hated when people called me that. "So, Sarita, tell me about yourself." I glared at him. I hated when people called me that too.

"Not until you tell me about yourself," I said staring at him.

Leo grinned. "Fine. My name is Leo, my father is Hephaestus, I was born in Texas, and I can do this," he raised his hand up and a tiny flame appeared on his hand. I jumped back in fear. "Sorry," he mumbled putting the flame out.

"No, no, it's fine, I've just never seen that before."

"I'm one of a kind," he said pushing his curly hair back. I rolled my eyes. "Alright, your turn."

"Alright, my name is Sarah, I don't know who my father is, I was born in Miami, and I can't do that. Or anything special for that matter," I said. Leo shrugged as if to say the fire power was 'no biggie'. "It seems like everyone has some kind of power. Piper has charmspeak, you have fire," I trailed off.

"Oh yeah, it doesn't stop there. Jason, can control lightening and fly, Hazel can make gems come out of the ground, Percy can control water, and Frank can turn into any animal. Actually, now that I think about it, Annabeth is the only one without a special power." I stared at him confused. "You have no idea who I'm talking about do you?"

I shook my head. "Nope, I've only met Piper, Jason, and now you."

"Well then why don't I take you on a tour of the ship and introduce you to everyone else?" Leo suggested.

"Don't you have to watch and make sure no monsters attack the ship?"

"Nah we'll be fine. And if anything does attack Festus will let us know by roaring. Right Festus?" The giant masthead moved around to face me and I found myself staring into the eyes of a giant, mechanical dragon. I gasped. Leo laughed. "C'mon, lets go," he said grabbing me by the hand and leading me down the stairs, back into the hallway.

Princesa = princess

Sarita = Spanish way of saying Sarah, or more literally, Little Sarah