Here I am, as promised, with another chapter for you all! I am almost done with what I already have written, so prepare for slow progress in a bit. Please review! ;)

I jolted awake, my head hitting something hard. I shouted as someone else did as well. I rubbed my head when I saw the same boy as before, also rubbing his forehead. "Ow, you hit hard." He muttered as he looked at me. Now since I was awake, and my head was clear, I could actually see him. He had blackish hair, sea-green eyes, tanned skin. He was muscular, but not bulky. He wore an orange t-shirt with the faded words: Camp Half-Blood. His jeans were blue, and on the inside of his right arm was a tattoo of a trident and the letters SPQR.

I jolted awake, my head hitting something hard. I shouted as someone else did as well. I rubbed my head when I saw the same boy as before, also rubbing his forehead. "Ow, you hit hard." He muttered as he looked at me. Now since I was awake, and my head was clear, I could actually see him. He had blackish hair, sea-green eyes, tanned skin. He was muscular, but not bulky. He wore an orange t-shirt with the faded words: Camp Half-Blood. His jeans were blue, and on the inside of his right arm was a tattoo of a trident and the letters SPQR.

"W-who are you?" I said, backing up until I hit the headboard of the bed. I looked around. I was in a room filled with beds next to each other. Next to each bed were side tables, like the ones at the hospital. I was on the bed closest to the door. He sighed, looking more tired and beaten up than before.

"Do you remember anything from the battle on the hill?" When he said that I remembered what had happened: the battle, me fainting, my talk with Astraeus, and then now. I looked at his face again, this time looking deeper. He had a strain look on his face, as if he were trying to hide his feelings from me. His hands were in his pockets while he leaned against the wall next to the bed now, his knuckles white. He was tense, his whole body in a straight line of tension. He seemed to understand my hesitation because again he sighed, more tension going through his body. "My name is Percy, Percy Jackson. I'm senior and head counselor of the Poseidon cabin."

"Poseidon, the greek god of the sea?" He nodded sadly. "But aren't they supposed to be myths? Like magic?"

"Sadly, they aren't, we are all proof of that. Annabeth said your her sister, so I'm guessing your mother is Athena?"

I rested my hands on my thighs. "I don't know my mother, so I wouldn't be able to tell you. My dad said she was a player, that's all I know."

"That actually can be explained. Your mother left after you were born right? So she dissapeared. The gods have affairs with mortals and have many children because of it. Do you ever feel like your being followed? That's because monsters like the empousa you fought are diguised as humans by the Mist, which is a magical barrier that keeps you from seeing the real world. Here we can teach you how to see through the Mist and see all of the dangers before they get too close. Do you have problems, like ADHD and dyslexia? Dyslexia is because our minds are hardwired to read ancient greek. We get diagnosed with ADHD because our activeness is for battle. We survive by our quick reflexes and our ability to not sit still. It keeps us alive. For you, maybe your a lot smarter than kids your age? What grade are you in? If it's higher than average, it's because of your ability to plan and know a lot. More knowledge than normal. For me I have the ability to manipulate water, so I can move it around and shape it into waves and things like that. I can also breathe underwater, so it's cool. Annabeth should've told you all of this though." He paused. "Didn't she?"

I felt suddenly vulnerable. He actually made sense. I was already in high school, since I skipped a few grades when they found out my potential. I couldn't sit still in class at all, since I always had excess energy. Sometimes it was hard to read different things, the words jumping off of the page. I now know why I'm the only 13-year-old sophomore in high school. I thought I was special, but I guess not. "No, we actually rushed over here after I talked to her a little. She acted a bit cheerful when she talked about my baby brothers though." To that his head snapped up, looking at me with more interest than care. "I don't really know her, so maybe that's normal. I just wondered about her and stuff."

"That's not normal, she's always tired and caring, not cheerful." I wondered why it was a bad thing, but I didn't ask. "How else did she act? What else did she do?"

"Well," I started. "She was making jokes to my brothers in the car, making them laugh and all. She talked about random subjects which, surprisingly, were things they loved to talk and mess around about. Only when we got out of the car did she get serious again, mutterring to herself."

He started to pace. "Do you know why she's acting this way?" He shook his head. "No, of course you don't, you're new." He looked at the wall, his eyes darkening. "What happened when the two of you talked?"

"Nothing really, she just asked me about my parents and my brothers. That's all. When she took me to my temporary room she asked me my name-"

"What is your name? She didn't even talk to me after saying you were her new sister." He had stopped pacing and was looking at me intently, waiting for me to answer him.

"Jasmin, Jasmin Grace." As soon as I said it, he stiffened. "What's wrong?""Thalia," he murmured before looking out the window. "Get some rest," He turned to me. "You're going to have a lot to explain about yourself." With that cheerful thought, he left the room.

"So, you're related to Jason and Thalia?" One of the girls, Piper Mclean, asked carefully. Chiron, the one in charge of the camp, had called a meeting in the Big House, so I was the spotlight in the room. Everyone stared at me, curious yet afraid.

"Well, I was given to Lupa when I was 2 or so, so I can't tell if she is." Jason, one of my so-called relatives, said cautiously. "Is Thalia on her way?"

"Yes, I spoke to Lady Artemis and she is coming to camp for a week of break from hunting. Jasmin, do you know anything about your father? His actual name? His family?"

I shake my head. "I only know that Athena called him Lucian, but that's all." I hadn't actually thought about my family before, only thinking about the beltings and hitting from him.

One of the other campers, Will, who sat next to a pale-skinned boy in all black, Nico, raised his hand. "It could be that they might be cousins. Maybe Beryl didn't talk about her brother? Could be true."

"I agree." said Annabeth, smiling.

Everyone looked at her. "Y-you do?" asked Will hesitantly. Some of the campers actually got nervous around Annabeth, even more when she agreed with people.

She stood up. "Of course. It would explain the phenomenon and why both Thalia and Jason never guessed they had relatives. They thought they were the only bad blood in their family."

Chiron glanced at her uneasily. "Annabeth," he said cautiously. "Are you feeling alright?" She sat down and leaned back in her chair.

"Of course Chiron. I actually feel great." There was a lot of tension in the room, everyone looking around silently. "Why would you think that I don't feel alright?"

"I didn't mean it that way, Annabeth. I only meant if you didn't feel different than usual." He backed up on his hooves nervously, his tail whipping back and forth.

"I feel great, Chiron. There's no reason you should be worried about me. Excuse me." She stood up and, casually, left the room. Percy stared blankly at the door. Then he hit the table with his fist, cracking it where he hit it.

"Chiron, this isn't her. Something is going on, and I'm going to figure it out." Percy stood up, following Annabeth out. Piper whispered in Jason's ear and, silently, followed Percy as well before closing the door.

Jason sighed. "Piper will be back with Percy in a bit, she just wants to calm him down a bit." Chiron nodded.

"Something is wrong with Annabeth, and of course Percy is the one most affected by this than anyone else."

One of the Stoll brothers agreed. "They are a couple, so he would explode before letting something bother her."

"So," I tried to change the subject. Nico had his face in his hands while Will was rubbing his back and whispering to him softly, and I didn't want anyone changing the subject from Annabeth and Percy to couples. "How do we find out if I'm related to Jason?"

Nyssa shrugged. "Well, we would have to-" She was interrupted by the door to the room exploding, pieces of wood raining over all of us.

A figure came through the doorless door frame. She had black hair, with a silver circlet in her hair, electric blue eyes, and looked like she would kill you on the spot. She wore a silver parka and camouflage pants. A quiver full of arrows and a bow were slung over her shoulder, her hands raised for a fight. She stood up straight and raised her head. "Who is the one who thinks is related to me?"

me: Hooray! another chapter finished and sadly with a cliffhanger. I would say I will update again, but then Jasmin would hold me to my words.

Jasmin:*looks offended* I would not do such a thing!

Annabeth: Mmhmm

Jasmin:Okay, I would, but for good reason, at least my brothers aren't here or they would act just like you for a week.

me: what?

Jasmin: Trust me, they have don't that to me lots of times.

Annabeth: *facepalms*

me: Um, okay. I never mentioned your brothers, but okay.

Annabeth: exactly Jasmin, calm down

Jasmin:Okay fine.

me: Okay, so I MIGHT update again tonight. (read MIGHT) I will try, but if I cannot it is good I did not promise. Okay, so please review!;)