I kept seeing this weird girl in my dreams. She had shoulder length black hair and electric blue eyes.

This girl kept walking around the forest, looking a little down. She seemed to be my age, but a little taller than me.

I walked up to her and said "Hey" in a dull voice. I had just lost my mom so I'm not in a good mood.

She looked around and point to herself, "You can see me?"

"We're in a forest and you and I are the only ones around, so who else would I be talking to?" I muttered. It was a lot more harsh than I intended to.

"Im sorry" I said. She just smiled an said "It's ok. You're supposed to be sad. You just lost your mom."

My eyes widened, "How do you know that?"

"I can see all things that happen near my barrier"

"What?"

"Yeah it complicated"

She said, "My name is Thalia. Well looks like your waking up. Hope we get to talk again"

I woke up feeling like shit. But I was in a good place. A groan of pain made me loo next to me. It was Percy, who was also waking up. We were on a huge porch, sitting in deck chairs. Me and Percy tried to get up, but we had to hold onto the chairs to keep from falling after trying to use our sleeping legs.

Even though we were a little dirty, our headphones were completely fine. We managed to get ourselves together. On the table next to us, there was 2 tall drinks that looked like apple juice. There was a maraschino Cherry on them with a fancy little parasol umbrella in it.

Percy took one and drink some, nearly choking on it, "It taste like my moms blue cookies!"

Immediately, we went to drink the whole thing. I had never drink something so good in my life.

Drink only half

After everything we been through, we decided to listen for once, even if it was a disembodied voice inside our heads.

Not only did it taste good, but we felt a whole lot better while drinking it.

We both did some stretches and decided to explore our surrounds.

We walked, not caring where we were going cause at this point, we had lost everything. Foster care will separate me from Percy and Percy will have to live with Gabe until he's 18.

After walking for some time, we saw some kids all wearing either an orange shirts that said Camp Half-Blood or actual Greek styled armor.

Some had actual weapons. There were people doing archery. Kids were riding horse that had wings. There were various buildings made with Greek Architecture. There was a amphitheater, a circular arena, and even a sand pit were kids and satyrs playing volleyball.

"What kind of name is Camp Half-Blood?" Whispered Percy. I shrugged.

We were clearly odd balls, as people kept staring at us with odd looks, some even whispering.

Dude, I heard they killed the Minotaur!

Heard?! Plz Im friends with a nymph who saw it. She said they did it as if they already know how to fight!

The gossip is that they're moms died, then they lost it

I hope Clarrise leave them alone.

Yea, I don't like her, but she should leave them alone.

They way those two move was amazing but scary.

Yea. I heard one of them held the Minotaur down while the other one stabbed it to death.

"Looks like we have some fresh meat!" Said a rough female voice. We turned to the voice and saw a big female wrestler looking girl with brown eyes. She had a group of people behind her. All tall and big. She obviously wanted to cause trouble.

"Yea, what do you want?" I said. I probably sounded rude and disrespectful, but I didn't care.

"Are you looking for a fight? Cause I'm down to beat the shit out of every single one of you" Said Percy, who was extremely calm.

A lot of people gasped. They were more whispers

They just talked back to Clarrise!

I guess they must be insane.

Loosing family can do that to you

She was taken aback, then glared at us, "You guys just got here and you already want to die"

"We just lost our moms, the women who raised us. What were you expect, you failed abortion?" I said.

"Yea, all of your moms should've swallowed you guys." said Percy.

There's where more gasps and whispers. A lot of people where trying not to laugh.

She and her whole groups became red in the face, "Both of you are dead meat!"

"Clarrise! That's enough. They just lost their parents. Give them a break." said a tall blond surfer looking dude.

"Don't butt in, Luke!"

"Have to. Chiron called for them"

She looked at us with a scowl, "Watch your backs!"

"Why would we be scared of someone who looks like the bastard child of a baboon and John Cena?" I said. Luke busted out laughing.

She started growling.

"Here we have the Baboonian bitchy wrestlus. When threaten, it growls so it doesn't look like it's about to pee it's pants." said Percy with an pretty good Australian accent "Watch closely as it walks around with a groups of people that look like cowards who's still breastfeed from their mommies"

Everyone was laughing like crazy.

She looked ready to kill us.

"Wait till Capture The Flag. We'll slaughter you both" she threatened. She and her groups walked away.

"Hey Luke, what's taking so long?" Said a blonde, who just got here. She was confused at why everyone was laughing.

She was probably our age, but she had a few inches on us in height. She kind of looked like a Californian princess of some sort, with the stereotypical tan and natural princess curls. Her eyes is what struck me with a cautious feeling. They were gray like storms clouds, pretty but they're so intimidating and seemed to analyze everything around them, even me, down to my very soul.

Luke wipe some tears from his eyes, "Don't worry about it, Annie. Take 'em to Chiron"

She blushed a little, "O-ok"

She took us to someone we were sort of expecting to see.

"I guess your name isn't really Mr. Brunner?" I said, recognizing the scraggly beard and thinning brown hair.

Said Latin teacher turned to us and smiled. "Correct my boy. My real name is Chiron"

He was in his wheel chair. His eyes held a mischievous glint, like he knew all the best teacher gossip. He was wearing the usual tweed jacket, but a blanket was covering his lower half of the wheelchair.

Grover was with him and another dude. They were playing a card game.

The other man next to him looked like a middle aged cherub. He had watery eyes, red nose, and purplish black hair. He wore a purple Hawaiian shirt with grapevine designs on it.

"Umm hello sir. Who are you?" Percy asked the other man. The man was so focused on the game, he said "Mr. D. Camp Director. Welcome the Camp Half-Blood or whatever."

"Please excuse him, boys. Pinochle is one of his favorite games." Said Chiron.

"Please, have a seat. We will answer all your questions," said Chiron. "Annabeth. I would like you to go check their bunks, my dear. They will be in Cabin 11"

"Okay Chiron," Annabeth said, looking at us quizzically. We weren't expecting her to fawn over us for killing the Minotaur, but we weren't expecting to her to say, "Both of you guys drool in your sleep."

She ran off. "So what's going on? What is this place?" I asked, wanting to change the subject.

"Yea, who are you guys? What are you guys? What are we? Why did our dads, who disappeared, wanted us to come here?" asked Percy.

Mr. D scoffed at us like we were retarded, "Name have power, boy. Using them for no reason will do you no good"

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realize common courtesy was a bad thing here" I said sarcastically.

Grover paled. Mr. D looked at us like he was ready to strangle us, "I'd watch your tone, boy. I don't mind showing either of you just how under me you two really are"

I felt a strange craving. And a weird feeling from this man. This appearance wasn't who he really is. I saw visions of people being turned into dolphins, sailors being strangled by grape vines, or people being overcome with insanity and madness.

I cracked my knuckles, "Bring it. We will kick your ass," said Percy. I've been kicked around, lied too, and just witnessed the death of my family. I've got nothing left to lose.

Before Chiron or Grover could calm us down, a orange daggers came out of no where and hit the table, near Mr. D.

There was a note attached to one of them, which Mr. D read, looked at us, then paled.

(A/N: for Dionysus's eyes only. Pic of the Daggers are on WattPad. Search 'DarkWielder'

Dionysus! These two poor boys just lost their family. Just be compliant. I'm normally a peaceful goddess, but next time, those knives will be aimed at you.

Sincerely,

Hestia:(

P.S the knives belonged to them now. Don't disappoint me.)

"D-Dionysus" he mumbled after few seconds.

"Dionysus?" said Percy.

"That's m-my name" he murmured.

"Wait as in the God of Wine?" I asked.

He nodded and handed us the two daggers, "Someone wanted you to have these"

I looked at him suspiciously, "Okay..."

We took the knives cause they were glowing and shiny. It was stimulating our ADHD.

When we touched them, a feeling of peace and tranquillity overcame us. It was so sudden, Percy nearly fell asleep.

We let go of the knives and they bursted into flames that swirled and flew to my left arm and Percy's right arm.

There was a slight stinging sensation that made us yelp with surprise. Chiron, Grover, and Dionysus watched on in shock.

When the flames disappeared into our arms, there was a flame tattoo on the bottom of our wrist.

"Nope! Explain!" said Percy.

Grover started "Someone gave you those weapons and you can't just be carrying them around, so it's in passive form. Greek gods are real. Which means they're immortal and have desires, desires they fulfill in the mortal world and have kids, which are called—"

"Half-bloods. Demigods" said Percy. My eyes widened. It all made sense now.

"Wait, I thought myths were just stories people used to explain the way things worked before science" I said.

"Science is for explaining Nature of Mortals , not the mythological world" said Chiron.

"Why did they leave?" said an angry Percy. I was calm, but furious on the inside. They're gods. They could have stayed cause they can do anything they want.

"Laws. Laws that will result in the said mortals being killed and the guilty god being faded. They left to protect you and your mothers," said Dionysus.

"But—"

"We're gods, yes, but those laws are older than any of us. And think about if they weren't in place. Wars over the stupidest of things would happen. Wars that could destroy the mortal world," said Dionysus.

"So then everyone here is the child of a god?" I said.

"Yes, my boy. They have a scent that attracts monsters. The more powerful you are, the more monsters you attract. However they are some mortals with a pungent odor that can mask it" said Chiron.

Wait. Wait a minute.

"Hold up. So you're telling me that my mom put up with the abuse for our safety?" Said Percy. We wiped the tears falling from our eyes. I always though Mother had mental issues and that Momma didn't trust me to be in her house even though I know I never gave her a reason not to trust me.

Grover nodded, "Yes. Even after all this time, I can still smell Gabe on you."

Chiron smiled sadly, "I'm sorry, boys, but even though it wasn't the best childhood, they want you to enjoy being a normal kid as much as possible."

"But what about our dads? I know they couldn't be there, but they at least could've made sure Our mothers had the best of life. They deserved it," I said angrily.

The mark on our wrist started glowing and strangely we calmed down. "My boy, consider you curse childhood as a mass of lessons that will lead you to be the best version of you," said Chiron.

I guess that made sense. I based myself off of our moms and Gabe.E and Percy take a look at Gabe and do the exact opposite.

"But how do they keep track of all their kids," said Percy.

Grover answered with uneasiness, "They don't. They have so many that satyrs are sent all over the place to find and bring demigods to camp. Sometimes we succeed and other times we don't. I kept muttering about the sixth cause that's the threshold that demigods usually never make it past"

"But why are Greek gods here? Shouldn't they be in Greece?" Asked Percy.

"The gods move with the heart of the west, a living force that all the gods are apart of. Whenever it moves, the gods follow. In fact, there are multiple places around the world that were influenced by the gods during there times there." Said Dionysus, annoyed.

They explained everything they could. How Lamia, one of the first Monsters that Was created by Hera, casted a spell that cause the misery of monsters that demigods face, but How camp works, Which gods belongs to each cabin, and more.

Grover got up, went to the farm house, and came back with the Minotaur horn split in half. He handed us each 1 half, "A spoil of war. Since you killed it together, we split it in half"

"Killing the Minotaur is no easy feat. Even though you worked together, that's quite the accomplishment, esplanades considering your age. Be proud for the way you avenged your family," said Chiron.

"I need a nap," said Dionysus. "Grayson, come with me. You punishment for your failure is to be discussed"

"For what?! He got us here!" Said Percy. Dionysus seemed to be considering whether whoever threatened him was worth the punishment.

However Grover said "Yes sir" and followed him into the farmhouse.

"Please don't mind Dionysus. Being this camp's director is the punishment that was given to him after he offended his father by chasing after awoke nymph that was declared off limits," said Chiron.

"Ok but still, he could be a little bit nicer," huffed Percy.

Chiron just shook his head.

"Well it's time for a tour," said Chiron. And he rose. But instead standing, he kept rising till he towered over us. His lower half was that of a white horse. Me and Percy eyes widened, remembering the shadow from when we eavesdropped on him and Grover

His lower half stepped out of the weird box, which is what his wheelchair actually was. It had to be magic cause it didn't look like it should fit him.

"Come now, let's meet the other campers," said Chiron.

Chiron turned out to be The Chiron, the trainer of heroes, the one who trained Hercules. The gods granted his wish to keep training heroes and made him immortal. We left the farmhouse and looked back.

It was actually a lot bigger than we realized, a sky-blue four stories building with white trimming.

We walked next to him as he pointed out all the cabins.

A lot of people stopped what they were doing and stared, talking about us.

"That's them."

"Those little runts are the ones who tried Clarisse? Are they mental?"

"Dude they killed the Minotaur in a way that that nymphs older than Chiron have never seen."

"Clarisse is still gonna try to initiate them"

We asked a bunch of questions along the way, some which he didn't answered. We found out Grover was actually 28 cause Satyrs age only half as fast as humans. Then we found out why he was being punished. He lost us in New York and then our moms died. He's a late bloomer with dreams bigger than what he is capable at the moment.

We saw the a bunch a cool things, from the archery range, to the stables. I could tell Chiron didn't like those very much.

"Wait, does that meant the Underworld is real?" said Percy.

Chiron nodded, "It's a place that spirit got after death"

He kept it moving, "The amphitheater is where sing-alongs are held. Sword and spear fights are held in the arena."

He pointed to the forest, which was actually a lot bigger than we realized, "The woods are stocked, so I don't recommend going there unarmed"

"Wait, what do you mean?" Said Percy.

"Capture The Flag is Friday night. You ready have daggers as weapons, you just need shields and amor" said Chiron. He studied us and said, "I'm going to the Armory later on. I think size 5's will do"

Finally we were at the cabins, which were a collection of the weirdest buildings I had ever seen. They surrounded a common area that was the size of a soccer field in the shape of a U.

It was filled with Greek-style decorations and basket ball hoops, but in the center of the field, there was a huge firepit. The fire was being tended to by a nine-year old girl, who was poking it with a stick. My tattoo tingled when I looked at her.

Each cabin had a large brass number above the door, but everything else about them was completely different, especially Zeus and Hera's cabins. Those two were in the middle of the U and were the most grandest.

Chiron explained that the all the Olympians had cabins, but the kids minor gods stay in Cabin eleven, Hermes Cabin.

I saw Clarisse with her and her siblings at Ares Cabin, which now makes sense as too why she seems to like fighting.

She glared at us and made a throat slitting motion at us. I poured all my rage and emotion's into my eyes and my vision flashed green for a second. She paled a little and went back to her business.

"Some of them look vacant. What's the point of them being there if now is ever gonna stay in the?" I asked.

"Well, it cause o—! Percy wait, you not super to do that!"

said Chiron.

Percy was in the doorway of Cabin 3, Poseidons cabin. Chiron pulled him out, "Some gods take offense to strangers entering their cabin, my boy"

He shook his head, as if he had been in a trance, "Y-yes sir"

"I see Annabeth. Good timing," said Chiron as he lead us over to her.

Annabeth was reading a book I front of the last cabin of the left. The door was opened and we saw boys and girls of various ages. The cabin looked the most normal, but also old. The paint was peeling and the the cabin was worn down

"Annabeth, I have a class I must get too. Would you mind taking it from here?"

Everyone in the cabin got up and bowed out of respect. Annabeth said "Yes, Chiron"

He walked away, leaving us with a bunch of strangers.