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Ψ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐥𝐥 Ψ

𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, but it was only maybe half of that I like to over exaggerate because it gives me something to think about.

Damien was going on and on about the Greek Gods, Demi-Gods, all of these things that I have to follow and it was all giving me a huge headache.

"And you know Kronos did all of his stuff trying to get rid of his kids and theirs but then Zeus came and-" I grabbed his hand, the one that was animating all of his words so he could stop.

"I know the history, so I did a presentation for class with a group." I admitted quickly so he could stop.

"Oh, okay. Well then you know that portion. Chiron can explain the rest when we were there." He explained and I gave him a confused expression.

"Who?" I asked him curiously.

"Chiron is the camp counselor and he's also a centaur. Don't worry alright. Now that I get to be a protector again, if you're ever struggling just come to me." He warmly exclaimed, placing his hand to his heart.

"My moms safe right?" I asked, looking back at him as he nodded.

"Demi-Gods give off a scent, that is why I am curious as to how you were not discovered till now. However I could see why. Just the other day another Demi-God named Percy Jackson was discovered, son of one of the big 3. Poseidon's son." He announced proudly for the guy.

"Wow...really? That's cool I guess?" He looked at me and I shrugged not knowing what exactly to say at that moment.

"Each Demi-God can get claimed by their parents. That's what happened, you saw the trident and clearly his father decided to do just that." He continued for me to understand.

I sat there with my arms crossed looking at him "will that happen for me once I reach camp?"

He let out an insignificant sigh, maybe to him but not at all to me "it depends...some children aren't claimed but do know their parents or you on the side of you are claimed..."

As those words left his mouth a smile appeared on my face, not with happiness or joy but of resentment and anger "and I'm neither. I don't know my dad at all. My mom doesn't know him. He doesn't care."

He didn't speak further and just said "I'm sorry I...I wish I could change that. I'm sorry."

Damien gave me an apologetic look and to be real I gave him a smile, a sad one. I could tell he genuinely felt guilty for explaining that part to me but I also had a heart. I knew the difference between being cruel on purpose or accidentally using words that may not sound great.

"It's fine."

I told him and he nodded looking back as he stopped the car and I looked at him confused.

"We gotta walk up that hill to get to camp." He mentioned.

He got out of the car as I groaned and opened the door asking "where's the car gonna go?"

As he unloaded my bags from the trunk, suddenly just like that it sped off on its own and I turned to him as he smirked and walked over wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"I'm gonna be one of your biggest friends here and I don't care. I'm gonna make sure I'm your mom. Watch over you 24/7." I laughed at his words and said "alright, mom."

Both of us smiled and I shoved him away from me by his horns as he scoffed and he helped me carry my bag to the stop of the hill. Making it all the way I saw the sign as it was at first but then it began to blur out. I groaned and Damien looked my way till suddenly I could read it.

"Camp Half-Blood."

I quickly turned my head to his direction as he smiled and nudged his head forward walking inside the camp. I looked back and played with my bracelet and heard "you coming?"

I looked at my bracelet and frowned to myself and faced Damiens direction and caught up with him.

We were walking around the camp, it was pretty dark so I couldn't really give you a full explanation of it at first.

He helped me over to a cabin and said "the kid. Percy, he left on a quest the other day. You can take his bed, might be a little small but we will figure it all out tomorrow."

I nodded and he smiled at me "I know you may be feeling anxious but trust me, I'll go back into the city tomorrow and tell your mom how you are. So she wont get worried."

My heart ached thinking of how my mom was right now and all I could hope for was that she knew that I had to be here so I would be safe just like she wanted for me. I nodded and he patted my shoulder and began walking away and I watched him.

"Damien?" He stopped and turned around and I smiled "thank you...for coming."

He smiled and once again nodded walking away as I picked up my duffle bag and opened the door to the cabin as it creaked. I groaned and tried my best to shut it without making noise but of course it failed. I walked to the back of the cabin seeing a small bed and scoffed, no way was I gonna fit in the small mattress but I guess it'll do.

I set my stuff on the side and opened up my bag as I saw a note from my mom written in spanish. It was quick and simple just saying

'𝙈𝙞 𝙈𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙧𝙤 𝙙𝙚 𝙉𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙙, 𝙘𝙪𝙞́𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚. 𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣̃𝙖𝙙𝙤.'

I smiled and set the note to the side and saw a bunch of Ecuadorian snacks and pre-made food. My mom even shoved in some of my art supplies, no wonder it was so heavy.

Along with that I had seen my ballet slippers and pointé shoes. I was surprised to see them as I pulled them out. I haven't done ballet in some months, primarily because I only practiced during the summer months. If I try and juggle ballet and school it won't work out well for me.

I smiled holding them as I didn't even realize tears were slowly trickling down my face. I held them tightly and set them down as I sighed and looked up at the sky and smiled.

My mom was religious, believing in the lord and the entire bible. That's why she cannot even fathom about any of this being real. I still can't, maybe when I wake up tomorrow it is gonna be all a dream?

Nope. It definitely wasn't.

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I think y'all know what it means when we're in Hermes cabin.

Luke is here!