Authors Note: Okay this chapter is far from my best...but I was having a serious block on how to work this chapter to get the most out of it. I hope its still worth reading, I'm not posting this for the reviews or the favorites are any of that I'm mainly just posting on here so that i can give other people something hopefully enjoyable to read.

Disclaimer: I know I haven't done this on the other chapters it kind of just slipped my mind, but I do not own PJO, that is all from the mind of good ol' Uncle Rick.

Notice: I will be accepting 2 original character applications, must give a detailed description background, physical appearance, skill, and whether they are half-blood, satyr, nympth...etc. No gods please.

Enjoy!

As Will finished my treatment I instantly felt better. The look of concentration during the treatment ensured me he knew exactly what he was doing and that he was damn good at. "You know your sister is adorable, how old would she happen to be?" he asked.

"She's 8 and half." I say with a smile making sure to add in the half that Jenna makes sure to tell everyone that asks about her age.

"She's really intelligent to be as young as she is." Will stated.

"Too smart for her own good sometimes." I said with a smirk. Remembering all the times she even made me feel foolish.

"All daughters of Athena are that way Jake, there's no way around that." He said with a laugh. Confusion struck me immediately.

"Wait what? Daughter of Athena? How do you know that?" I said as my thoughts ran through my mind faster than my comprehension level.

"Yeah, she was claimed by Athena about 3 or 4 days ago. That's why I was curious about your parents, are you a child of Athena as well?" Will asked giving me a curious look.

"No. My father is Poseidon…" I said while looking at the floor consumed in my thoughts.

"You're kidding? May I ask exactly how the hell your family works?" before I could answer; the door to the infirmary opened and a beautiful blonde with princess curls and piercing grey eyes walked in. she was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt with light blue jean shorts and a black pair of worn out converses on her feet.

"Hey Annabeth." Will said as he gathered up his medical supplies.

"Hey Will. How's Mr. sleepy-head here?" She said with a smirk, before will could say anything I stood up not realizing I only had my pair of Baltimore Ravens boxers on.

"I'm doing just fine, and the names Jake." I shuddered out, feeling a slight chill I looked down and realized why I quickly picked up the shirt and jeans that were sitting beside my bed and threw them on at a lightning fast pace.

She laughed, "Smooth slee- I mean Jake." Smiling she looked at Will, "How's he doing?"

"Much better actually it'll take another day for him to be 100% but as of right now I can't help anymore." Will said with a serious expression.

"That's good," turning back to me, "You ready to take a tour of the camp?" Annabeth asked.

As I threw on my boots, "I guess so." Turning to Will I stuck my hand out and as we shook hands I thanked him for helping me recover; with a smile and a friendly your welcome, he walks out the door.

"Alright come on I have a few questions for as I give you the tour if you don't mind." She asked looking at me with her grey eyes that just seemed like they were calculating every way possible to kill me.

"Sure, but under one condition." I said.

"Alright what would that be?" She asked curiously.

"We have to get some food I am so damn hungry!" my stomach growling as I said this. She gave me the 'Your such an idiot look' that I've received from my sister so many times before and we walked out of the infirmary so I can finally see this camp and its inhabitants that saved my life.