A/N: Hello! I am so excited to get going on the story. Enjoy this chapter! From Charles's POV. He is my favorite to write in.

Charles POV:

At dinner, our family got numerous remarks about everything. There was a lot that I needed to k now. I was a bit angry with my parents for not telling me everything about this new Greek world but the idea that all the myths my parents read to me when I was little are real… That was getting easier and easier to wrap my mind around each time I though about it.

I learned that my parents met not at college, but when my Dad was attacked by a minotaur. My Uncle Tyson was a Cyclops and not just a really good wrestler. Uncle Nico was the son of Hades, Lord of the death. I also learned about the reason Thalia never aged. I would hate becoming a tree for that many years.

The most important story was about my parents. Percy Jackson, Son of Poseidon, Savior of Olympus and defeater of Gaea, is my Dad. Famous in the Greek world, but just an ordinary car salesman in reality. Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena, Architect of Olympus, and the most trustworthy number two, is my Mom. Famous, again, in the Greek world, but only the manager of a small architect business in downtown Manhattan. That made me, Silena, and Bianca… Quarter bloods. Whatever you wanted to call them.

My parents sat at different tables. Dad at one with all three of us kids, and Mom at another table with a group of nerdy, blonde headed teenagers. He let us ask lots of questions and he had lots of answers.

Afterwards, Dad and Mom told us to make friends but Bianca would stay with them. They went looking for children of some of their friends they went to camp with. Clarisse and Chris, Katie and Travis, Frank and Hazel, and Jason and Piper's children were all there too. Apparently it wasn't the first time they had quarter bloods come to camp.

While Mom and Dad were catching up with everybody, I found James at the Apollo table. He filled me in on lots of things too. I felt we were going to get along really well.

Silena and I walked along the river that Dad moved with his telepathic powers. I was still getting used to that too. James was with us and let us ask lots of questions. I learned about quests and all of my parents' triumphs. All this talk about them was making me think even more that I wasn't going to amount to their titles.

"So… What do you do every day?" Silena asked, since we were going to be staying here for a while.

"Oh you know. Arts and crafts, mythology class, training, weapons building, it really depends on what your strengths are." James replied, nonchalantly.

"Does everybody get quests?" She asked again.

James's face turned grim. "They are very dangerous. Sometimes people don't even make it back alive." Then he brightened up again, almost like he was hopeful. "But every demigod dreams of going out and coming back victorious! Why?"

Silena looked ashamed and guilty. "Not that I have anything against this place, but I don't really want to stay here. I'm not sure if I'm going to like it."

James looked a bit hurt. He scrunched his eyebrows together. Silena saw this and looked away towards the horse shoe of cabins. I had to change the subject.

"So if the Gods are real, then… Titans are real. Isn't Kronos the really big one?" There were some pretty cool stuff in Greek mythology but I didn't want to meet some of the scary ones.

"Yeah he is real" James said and I immediately feel horrified. "But don't worry, your Dad took him out like he was a bug! Well not really… But something like that. Your Dad also took down Gaea too. That was wicked! I wasn't there too see it but Percy is a really big legend here at Camp Half-Blood. And the roman camp too."

"Excuse me?" Silena and I freaked out. I don't know if I could take that much.

"Don't worry about that yet. The only thing you need to be scared of is training." Then he trailed off like there was something else I needed to be freaked out about.

"What? You didn't really sound like you finished your thought."

"It's nothing. Don't worry. It's just- ok here it goes." James turned to us and told us his story.

"During the Titan war, Prometheus sided with Kronos. Once everything got settled and the threat of Kronos was dismissed, Zeus punished everyone and thing that sided with Kronos. Some how Prometheus broke free from the bonds that held him to the rock. He is the guy who tried to bring fire to the people on Earth but Zeus didn't want him to, so when Prometheus defied Zeus, He was chained to a rock and left for the vultures to pick at him. Anyway, when Prometheus came to Zeus like he didn't do anything wrong, Zeus wasn't tricked and so he chained him back on a rock and somewhere in the desert. He has been there for many years. Just a few months ago, news flew throughout Olympus that Prometheus escaped from his bonds. We don't know where he is but the vultures that are supposed to eat him for eternity are going mad. If they don't get under control, they can terrorize Western Civilization. Someone needs to offer themselves as a sacrifice to the vultures quick otherwise they are going to repopulate and attack everything in sight. I'm not sure if Prometheus and his helper want that to get in the way of their evil plans. Chiron is thinking that he is going to kidnap someone that is worthy enough to withstand the vultures while Prometheus get revenge on Zeus for putting him in that death trap."

Wow that was a lot. Scary. I didn't need to know that. Silena and I let that sink in before James spoke again.

"On that happy, note, it's time for bed! Wouldn't want to get eaten by the harpies would we?" James ran off towards his cabin. I pulled Silena in the direction of cabin three. Bianca was standing there on the porch with Mom and Dad. They were smiling and Dad was rubbing the seashell incrusted railing over and over again.

We walked inside and there was a running fountain and a few sets of bunks. Bianca had already made a home on one of the top bunks. Dad sat down on the bunk in the corner. It had a horn and a beat up shield on display. As I looked closer, I saw it had pictures of Mom, Dad and Uncle Tyson fighting monsters.

Next to that were lots of photos of younger moments of my parents. Some were hand in hand and some where kissing. Some were with a beefy looking girl with her hand around a Mexican boy. I am guessing that is Aunt Clarisse who lives in Texas. I hardly see her anymore.

I was zeroing in on a picture of Mom and Dad laying on the beach, laughing. Dad's arms were around Mom and they looked like they were having the time of their lives.

"Anything wrong, Charles?" Dad asked.

It was really bugging me, the story about Prometheus, so I told him. Mom eventually came over from tucking Bianca in and listened too. As I finished, their faces were a solid, and serious look of fear that I had never seen from them ever. They looked at each other and locked gazes. Something passed in between them but I didn't want to ask. I had had a long day and so I flopped down onto the closest bed next to Silena and closed my eyes. I was asleep in no time.

I woke up and it was sunny. The sun came through the window and shined down on my room. I had this crazy dream about Greek gods and stuff. I moved my face out of the sunlight and looked. Silena was in my room. And Mom and Bianca. Shit. Not a dream. Everything flooded back into my memory. I walked over to Mom and shook her shoulder. She was laying stomach down and her blonde hair a mess. She slept on the same bed as Dad, but he wasn't here.

She jumped up into a sitting position and looked around the room.

"Seaweed Brain, comeback to bed." That was her nickname for Dad. His nickname for her was Wise Girl. I just now understood the background of them.

"Dad isn't here Mom."

Her eyes were wide now. Bianca and Silena slowly looked up.

Before I knew it, Mom disappeared from her place out the door. She was running to each cabin, opening and slamming the doors. The big house was a no go too. She yelled at the forest and the sword arena. What was she doing? After a while she slowly made her way back to the cabin we were at. I hadn't moved and neither had Silena or Bianca. When she made her way lethargically up the steps, she noticed something on the porch and bent over to get a closer look.

Then she stood up with her hand clapped over her mouth and looked at me, tears streaming down her face. She shook her head and collapsed in a heap on the steps sobbing uncontrollably.

"Percy! You can't do this again! Percy!" Her sobs were racking her body. I stepped towards what ever she saw and knelt down to get a closer look. A few drops of blood were splattered making the sea green porch a darker color.

I looked up at Mom. She had her hands in her hair and her eyes were unfocused but seemed to stare at the crimson spots.

"Percy. Percy. Percy. Why?" She kept saying.

Then it all clicked.

A/N: OOOHHHHH! See where I am going with this? CLIFF HANGER! Yup. Deal with it hehe! Read and Review!