A/N: Hello! This one will be from Charlie's POV again. Enjoy!

Charlie's POV:

60. Good

65. Eh.

70. Not good.

85. Oh my Go- sorry… "Gods" -Whatever that means - We were going to crash.

Dad was speeding down the highway, going way over the speed limit. I was sitting in the back seat to the far left with Bianca in the middle and Silena on the right. Mom was holding onto the door handle. So was Silena. I could see Dad's knuckles turning white on the steering wheel from the side of the headrest.

Landmarks were speeding by so fast, I didn't have a chance to register what they were.

All of us were very confused on what was going on. I was glad that my parents were safe after fighting a Cyclops. I still can't believe that happened.

Mom turned on her side on the seat and looked at all our faces. Bianca hadn't said a word and Silena was scared. I didn't know what I felt. It was all mind-blowing.

"Silena, do you remember the Mythology book we bought for you to read?" she looked up trying to remember where she left it. Probably at the bottom of her closet. "And Charles. The mythology class your father and I made you take in your freshman year?" I remember. Now, I as glad that in my sophomore year, I didn't have to take any embarrassing classes that made my friends question me. Then mom turned to Bianca with her voice that made her sound like she was talking to a baby. "Do you remember the bedtime stories Daddy and I told you about Zeus and all the other Greek Gods?" Bianca slowly nodded her head.

Mom sighed and closed her eyes.

"They are all true."

I let that soak in. Then it all broke loose.

Silena busted up and started laughing. Bianca cocked her head at an angle and raised her nose up. I dropped my jaw.

"You joking! Ha- that's good Mom! Very funny!" Silena said. She was close to busting a gut. I was about ready to also, but now, that I thought about it, it wasn't that far of a stretch. I had seen a scaly looking kindergarten teacher and a bear with smoke coming out of it's ears and nostrils at the zoo. Even once, a grocery checker with a pointy tail. There were some other incidences too.

Mom's expression didn't change which made Silena quite down and accept the truth.

She laid a hand on Bianca's knee and asked her if she understood.

"Charles, Silena, you ok?"

I looked out the window and nodded slowly and ran my fingers through my blonde hair. Just like my Mom's. I had golden short golden hair and green eyes. Silena had black hair and grey eyes. She was the only one who inherited our mother's eyes. Bianca was a spitting (Is that the word?) image of our father. Mom seems to really like it.

"Percy, are we almost there?"

"Yeah the turn off is coming up in about a mile or two."

Mom turned around again.

"Where in the heck are we going." I asked.

She gave us a grave look. She looked back to the road as Dad turned off the highway. We turned on a rural road. I have never been here. All my life living in New York, this was somewhere that was unfamiliar with me. I have visited Grandma Jackson, and my Aunts and Uncles who live in very different places but never hear.

"It's only a minute or two away."

We pulled to the side of the road and my parents got out of the car. This was a big road but it was not a parking space. There were no other cars around and no sign of urban life. Our parents each opened their side of the doors and ushered us out the car. We left the house in a hurry so we had no baggage. Mom pulled out her sharp, and golden knife and Dad uncapped his ballpoint pen. It grew into full length and made Silena step back from him and made me jump. Mom picked up Bianca and held her close. The hill on the right of our car went up and I saw a giant pine tree at the crest of it. We ran up the hill with Mom in the lead and Dad bringing up the rear. This was really scaring me.

We shouldn't be running for our lives. On the car trip over, mom explained to us that these so called demigods (or whatever kind of grandchildren we are) who realize their heritage will smell extra appetizing to monsters looking for dinner.

"Just up the pine tree" Mom said as she set down Bianca and took her hand. The hill was long and a very steep uphill. Mom shoved all her children behind the tree. Dad came up and laid a hand on the tree.

"Hey Thalia." He whispered under his breath. Mom sympathetically looked at the tree too. What the… That raised my question of why he was saying my cousin's name. I don't even know how she was related to me, family tree way and all. She is twenty four. I remember when I was seven and she was fifteen. She looked the same as she did now as if she never aged. That wasn't the biggest question I had but it was another added to the list.

Mom caught her breath and looked over the crest of the hill. I couldn't see what was in the valley but I slowly walked forward and saw a glimpse of the activities below.

A bunch of cabins were lined in a horseshoe shape. Each were carved and decorated in many unique and exquisite patterns. A four story blue house was standing up with a wrap around porch just like my house. There were children all around the fields dressed in heavy amour and orange t-shirts. Some were fighting like Dad and I do. Some were climbing a rock wall that had sizzling lava falling down the cliff. Some children were jumping and skipping in a flower bed without pants on. They had a limp too. It kind of looked like Uncle Grover's condition. They really needed pants on because they had really hairy legs, almost like a dog.

I looked back at my parents. They looked very comfortable. Dad's arm was wrapped around Mom's waist and her head was leaning on his shoulder.

I heard someone yell something and all of a sudden, all the kids in orange t-shirts turned their heads to us.

"Oh my Gods! It's THE Percy Jackson! Look!" Everybody was now dropping their swords and weapons and heading our direction. A small crowd came our from the giant blue house. Someone on horseback was riding our way and passing the orange sea. He was the first person who reached our spot on the top of the hill. As he got closer, I realized the horse and him were one moving object. I recognized him as the thing my parents were talking to. My day was unreal.

"Chiron!" My Mom ran up to him and stood up on her tiptoes to give him a hug. Chiron hugged her back having to bend down.

"Well Perseus Jackson. I am glad to see you." I looked between my Dad and Chiron.

"Pony man!" Bianca ran up to him and pet his flank.

"What is this place?" Silena asked dumbfounded.

"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood Hill." Dad said as he walked hand in hand with Mom, as if they were in their real home.

A/N: What I am doing right now = *Raising eyebrows in a provocative manner* Hey, hey? How was that? Review and enjoy! Thank you, and have a great day!