A/N:- Hello everyone! Sorry this chapter is so late, life's been kind of hectic lately.
Once again, all characters except my original characters belong to Uncle Rick.
SANHA
Chapter Four: - Shreya Pisses off Chee-Ron
When I woke up, whispers were flooding the room.
My eyes were half-lidded and groggy. There were three people in front of me. They didn't notice I was awake.
I looked around. I was in a room. Either side of me, my friends were sleeping peacefully on beds, their injuries healed.
"- Four demigods all at once." A deep, old voice murmured. An old man with a tweed jacket sat on a motorized wheelchair. Beside him was a pale, grumpy-looking teenager dressed in black. It looked like the teenager hadn't slept in ages.
A happy-looking boy was beside him, with blonde hair and pretty blue eyes.
This was oddly familiar… but it couldn't be…
Yet it all made sense.
My eyes widened, all traces of sleepiness gone, as I realised. I sat up suddenly.
"Oh my Gods." I blurted out. "Am I a Half-Blood?"
The three stared at me, a bit surprised. The blonde guy chuckled awkwardly.
"…I guess we don't need the orientation film anymore." He smiled. "My name's-"
"Will. Will Solace." I turned my head to the other two. "Nico Di Angelo, Chiron. I can't believe it. I'm in Camp Half-Blood." They looked even better than I thought.
"I suppose we should thank Mr Riordan for making our job easier." Chiron smiled faintly, an amused glint in his weathered, brown eyes. "Having a scribe was a good idea."
Nico grumbled. "I don't know… was writing about our love life really necessary?"
Will nudged him playfully. "Oh come on. The public loves us." He beamed. Nico rolled his eyes, a hint of a smile tugging his lips.
They're so cute.
There was faint stirring beside me. Chiron sighed deeply, face creasing in confusion. "I still don't understand how they came here without a satyr. Or how we never even sensed four demigods at one place." The lines on his face grew deeper.
Shreya stirred, eyes opening to stare at Chiron. She was quiet for a while, taking her time to figure out what was going on. After several moments of deciding if she was in a strange cosplaying world, she deduced that this was her reality now.
"Chiron!" She exclaimed. Chiron winced. She had pronounced his name as 'chee-ron'. The man smiled weakly.
"Yes, that's me, dear…" He murmured. Will and Nico stifled laughter. Ritisha and Alyssa slowly woke up.
"Ugh, I feel like I'm dead…" Ritisha groaned, rubbing her sore neck. Alyssa slowly got up too, stared at Chiron, Nico and Will, before going back to sleep. I guess she hadn't come to terms with reality as fast as me and Shreya did.
"Let's question them all when they're more… energized." Will grinned.
…
After eating a mountain-full of food and discovering the magic of being able to drink anything we want, we were at the Big House.
The fireplace looked cold and dead. I observed the rest of the furnishings. "- Uh, so we ended up in the woods, got chased by the Minotaur… and yeah…" Alyssa stumbled awkwardly. Chiron raised an eyebrow at the mention of the Minotaur, but said nothing. The Minotaur reminded me of our school trip.
"What about Mrs Johnson? Our class?" A tense edge entered my voice. Judging from the other's wide eyes, it had slipped out of their minds, too. I guess it made sense, since it's… well, the Camp. The fictional world that all of us wanted to live in. "And our parents? They must be worried…"
"We can easily place the Mist over the mortal's eyes, but as for your parents…" Chiron steepled his fingers. "We'll have to call them. That can be easily arranged."
"My mother has a 90 percent chance of not picking up." Ritishka added. "So-"
"Yes, we'll call your father. I'm sure he'll pick up. Until that, make yourselves at home -"
The door opened, cutting off Chiron's words. A portly man stumbled in, dark, curly hair covering his head. There were red splotches on his cheeks. His eyes glinted purple as he lifted the popcorn bowl in his hands.
"Big news, Chiron." Munch. "The Camp's finally in trouble again!" Another munch. The wicked gleam in his eyes made dread pool in my stomach.