And I won't be answering any of those question until the next chapter! Sorry….but not sorry? I need you guys to be kept in suspense so you're interested enough to continue reading.

Disclaimer: Hang on! I already did this! Not happening!

I was in the middle of a very animated conversation with a rock when my foster brothers interrupted me. Again.

"Sophie's talking to rocks again! Haha!" Jeff yelled. I groaned before making a tree root appear to trip him. "OW!"

"Not nice! I'm telling!" Eric cried. I smiled. I knew even if he did, they couldn't do anything. My real parents were throw Stuart and Barbra into Tartarus if they found those two had done anything 'disrespectful' to me. The Andersons were nice and all, but sometimes they got fed up with my demigod powers.

"What did you come here tell me? Unless you just wanted to find me for fun?"

"Your parents are here. Said it's time for camp," Eric replied.

"That means we don't have to see you anymore, right?" Jeff asked. I nodded eagerly as I started running towards the dull grey house I'd been forced to live in for the last five years of my life.

My parents, Hades and Persephone, had originally raised me in the Underworld to keep me from Demeter, so she wouldn't be able to find me. Or know I exist.

If she did, things would only get worse for my dad and I'd probably be dead. Even more so because I'd ended up a demigod instead of a full-fledged godling like I was supposed to.

But Mother missed me. So she took me on a trip once, just once, to see the outside world. I saw flowers, and trees, and birds, and I fell in love with nature. But Demeter found out. So my parents had to hide me with a mortal family, dull as can be, as far from nature as can be. The only 'living' things around are rocks, who actually have a lot to say.

We live in a desert-kind of area. I never bothered to learn the name of the country. Or state, if that's the case.

I only bothered to learn I couldn't use my powers over nature or anything else (basically making living things grow or grow bigger, talking to all living things or inanimate things, thanks to dad, shadow-travelling, raising the dead and precious things from the ground) because that would reveal my location. Talking to rocks was the one thing I was allowed to do though.

I jumped over the fence and came face to face with my godly parents. I squealed and wrapped my arms around my mother, who looked vibrant and sunny because it was springtime. My father gave me a quick hug before handing me my two bags.

One black, one purple. The two bags I brought here five years ago with some of my things. I never really got that much more stuff, so all my things still fit. I beamed up at them.

"Is it true? Am I going to Camp Halfblood?"

"Yes, it's true, sweetheart. Which means the Andersons memory, as well as any other mortal who remembers you as an Anderson, will forget you ever entered their lives," Mother said as she gently blew a golden power on my foster family's faces. They all gently laid down and fell asleep.

"When they awaken, they shall not know anything about us. Now, when you get to the entrance, your brother and sister will be there waiting for you. Alright?" Father said. I nodded eagerly. They both hugged me again quickly before vanishing. I vanished too, but not the same way.

I was shadow-travelling to Camp Halfblood to meet Nico and Hazel, my half-siblings, who had known about me for about a year now. Best. Birthday. Ever.

AN: In case this isn't clear, she just turned 13 and because of this, she is now going to camp. Her parents could have sent her sooner, but didn't want to risk it. They know camp is neutral ground now so Demeter can't hurt her.

Kitkat Out!