Raised Roman {Luke Castellan Fanfiction}

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Everybody thinks that it is just another normal training day at Camp Half-Blood, until one of the older campers come running into the camp with an injured girl in his arms.

There is a weird sort of tattoo-like thing on her arm. Two crossed sickles on her left forearm and underneath it the strange symbol, was 7 lines.

The camper that came after him quickly back into the camp, had two extra swords slung across his back and there was a bow and an empty quiver on the girl's back, and her clothes were covered with monster dust, grime and ichor.

They all looked to Chiron for an explanation, but the old centaur had disappeared and along with him, their main source of information on who in Demeter's name, this could be.

Then suddenly, the girl heaved in a sharp inhale of breath and all of the campers drew weapons and her eyes opened, a dark mossy green, like moss or a type of lichen that grows on trees.

She only spoke three words, but that word was enough to be certain that she was a half-blood.

"Ceres, my mother." She managed to say, just before she slumps down onto the ground again, from where they all were putting her before.

That was the poor girl's first experience at Camp Half-Blood and she wasn't even fully awake to take it in fully.

"Not ever does any half-blood deserve to be stuck like this in a coma. She did nothing wrong, however the monster is the one responsible."

"I know it doesn't make her responsible, which is why I want to be here when she wakes up. It was my fault that she got injured, just like..."

"Oh just stop it, Luke. It does not matter to us anymore. It has been almost seven days and she has not yet shown a single sign of waking up now."

The girl's eyelids felt like they had been welded shut, but she began to blink and hesitantly, she opens them up a little bit.

"You were saying?" The second voice from before stated to the older one, as she manages to get a clear, and sort of bit of a solid glimpse of two guys in an spot by the door.

"Yeah, yeah, all right. You know how to win the bets. Four golden drachma on your bunk, tonight." The older one of the boys said with a roll of his eyes, a telltale of sign that he was annoyed.

"How are you feeling?" The guy who was still in the room asked, as by now, the other one had left the room.

"Dolor." She hissed under her breath and he raised his eyebrows at her and she grunted, as she shifts up onto her elbows. "Pain, in Latin." She confirms and grunted once again.

"You really shouldn't be moving so quickly. You got really hurt out there and if we hadn't found you..." He said and her eyes flash and the swords in a sheath in the corner were beginnin' to vibrate since the sheath, it was made of oak wood. "Whoa." He said and the vibrating stopped.

The entire infirmary itself had been completely shaking from the sudden surge of power from the girl, and she was looking at herself in confusion. "I don't... where am I?" She asked and he looked at her, trying to figure out how to explain the impossible.

"You're a demigod. Half-human and half-greek god. From the way that the Infirmary and possibly the entirety of our camp was shaking, you are a very powerful daughter of Demeter." He said and she looks around and a small plant was in the corner.

She reached out her arm and the plant began to curl up and grow up into the air, as she focused on it.

The plant grew over quickly to her arm and it made a fist and she gave it a fist bump, and he chuckled a little in surprise. "My mother is Ceres. She is the goddess of the harvest, earth and plants." She said and he looked at her.

"That is the Romans' name for Demeter. This is a place that we use the Greek names for all of our godly parents." He said and the plant went back to the pot, shrinking as it did and she looks over at him, her eyes clearly distrustful. "I'm Luke Castellan. Son of Hermes." He said, holdin' out his hand for a handshake.

"You mean Mercury." She said and shook his hand, as he shakes his head at her.

"No, you mean Hermes." He countered and she rolled her eyes, as she yanked her hand away, and looks at her weird tattoo on her left arm. "I told you my name. So, what is yours?"

She looked up and shakes out her arm, which was going numb from at least three days of her lying on it now, and she scoffed quietly. "Sienna Judas, daughter of Cere-- Demeter." She said, and the Greek name of her mother, it didn't feel nearly as uncomfortable as she thought that it would.

"The camp director, Mr. D wants to see you. Come on, can you walk?" He asked and Sienna grunted a little with a beginning of a grim smile beginning on her face.

"Time to find out." She said, swinging her legs out of the bed and she leaned slightly forward, as she stands up and a bunch of vines, they'd all begun to grow out of the floor and made some crutches since she had almost toppled over.

"Yeah, okay. No one should have that much training in their power after the  time where you're only just arriving. I mean do you remember anything else except for your name and your mom's as well?" He asks, and she managed to get out of the wood infirmary without any of the usual tripping problems.

"I don't remember anything else. I swear that if I did, I would remember why I was running around... Where are we?" She asked and Luke chuckles a little bit.

"Long Island. Come on, let's go and get you to the Big House. Mr. D, he doesn't like to be kept waiting." He said as she scoffed.

"He sounds charming." She said and he ducks back inside of the Infirmary for a minute and comes back out with the two swords, that were sheathed in oak wood. "Thanks." She said, using at least to the campers' eyes, a sort of grass control to stand up on her own, as she puts the swords in their places, back onto her back and she chuckled a little, taking up her crutches again.