1. I Go to a Camp Full of People That Only Have 50% Blood in Them

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          [Hey! You two were not supposed to write this story! I am! You get only one more chapter each, then I will write the rest!] Sorry. My brothers are very nosy. Anyway, Grover and I arrived in Manhattan a week later. Sailing takes a long, long time. Grover wanted to take a taxi to our destination, but I refused. We went on foot and arrived at a place called Camp Half Blood. "Why are we here?!" I yelled. "Why would you have only 50% blood? Wouldn't that be lethal?"

          Grover just laughed and explained the meaning of the stupid camp's name, "Half-blood means half mortal, half god. Therefore, half of your blood is godly."

          "Wow! Really?" I asked excitedly, "Which of my parents is a god?"

          "Well, no one but your godly parent knows, so they'll have to claim you at camp. This is why I brought you here."

          I run into the camp and see people my age in orange shirts that say Camp Half Blood. They are all eating at a place with many different tables. One blonde guy comes up to me and yells, "Nico, are you a half-blood, too?! So is Nigel! Have you been claimed yet, and if so, who is your parent?"

          The blonde guy was my brother Hunter, and Nigel is also my brother. "Um, no I have not been claimed yet." I said.

          "I got the best one! Athena! I'm just like her! I'm smart and I'm very good at arts and crafts! There is a very nice girl in my cabin named Annabeth! There is also another guy in my cabin named Malcolm! They say that the three of us are all siblings now, all children of Athena. I was confused at first, but when I thought about it, I understood it very well! Nigel is the son of Nike, goddess of victory. That makes a whole lot of sense. Nigel is very competitive and he somehow always wins everything."

           Okay. A lot happened without me. "That's great."

          "Nigel runs up to me and says, "Hunter also forgot to mention that there is another Nico at this camp. So you're either Nico the second or we'll have to call you Vlad. Nico the first is a son of Hades, god of the Underworld. But for some reason, he sits at the Apollo table, not the Hades table! I don't think I should ask why though."

          "Why aren't you going to ask? Also, Nigathaniel, never call me Vlad."

          "Dude, that guy's kind of scary. I don't dare."

         "Hunter?"

         "I don't dare either."

          I couldn't believe my brothers are too chook to ask another camper a simple question. Why is he scary? "I dare."

          "You're dead," they said simultaneously.

          It actually wasn't too hard to find the other Nico. He looked kind of like me, except paler, he wears pants, and I'm a little shorter and skinnier than he is. I had longer hair, and I put it in braids sometimes. "So, you're Nico, yes?" I ask walking up to the Apollo table.

          The blonde guy next to him smiles at me. He tells the other Nico to say hi. "Yes," he finally replies.

          Not scary. I will rub this in my brothers' faces later. "Um," I continue, "some guys told me you are a son of Hey dees, but you sit at a Pallo table."

          The blonde guy next to the other Nico smiles even wider. "I sit at the Apollo table because if I don't, some crazy things will happen."

          "He means that skeletons emerge from the ground. It's something uncontrollable. By the way, I'm Will Solace."

          The future tense of solstice, I noted, looks like Nigel. Except, Nigel will never be as nice as the future tense of solstice. "How do skeletons emerge from the ground?" I asked "And why is it uncontrollable? My name is also Nico, but my last name is McAngelico."

          "Half-bloods have special powers related to their godly parent. I don't know why some powers are uncontrollable. I can glow in the dark, as a son of Apollo."

          I wondered what my powers were. Maybe it's my precise archery aim. "I have a very precise archery aim, Will Solstice. I never miss a shot. Maybe that's my power."

          "Maybe you're a son of Apollo! We could be brothers!" Will Solstice exclaimed.

          Just then, a horsey man calls me into "the Big House."

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