𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐝 ☀︎︎ a being with partial or lesser divine status, such as a minor deity, the offspring of a god and a mortal, or a mortal raised to divine rank.
The Lightning Thief: ✔️
The Sea of Monsters: ✍︎︎
The Titan's Curse: ...
The Battle...
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𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇, Cam didn't dream about anything the entire time she was out. But she thought she was dreaming when she started to wake up to the girl with long black braids feeding her pudding. Except she didn't like pudding. Cam's eyes lightly opened, and she pushed the girl's hand away.
She didn't try to feed her again, instead she said, "Do you know what will happen at the summer solstice?"
"Hmm?" Cam mumbled in question.
"What's going on? What was stolen? We only have a few weeks!" The girl kept asking questions repeatedly, making Cam's head hurt. She didn't even know what she was talking about, so she turned her head away from the girl and went back to sleep.
When she woke up again, the girl wasn't there. Instead, there was an older boy, with blonde hair almost like a surfer. The thing most noticeable was the thin scar across his face. He stood in the corner, his blue-eyed gaze switching between herself and Percy, who she finally noticed was in bed next to her, asleep.
"Perce," She mumbled, not looking away from the raven haired boy. The blonde looked over to her, a questioning look on her face.
"He's still out of it. You woke up earlier than I expected."
"Who are you? Where am I?" She asked sternly, feeling unsure of his intentions.
"You're scared, I get it. But you don't have to be. I'm Luke. Do you remember what happened, Camille?"
"It's Cam. Everyone calls me Cam," She replied. "And unfortunately yes, now that you mention it." Cam fell back into the pillow, turning to the side and away from Luke. She noticed Percy drooling again, a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Then you'll need to rest a little longer," Luke told her. "Fighting a Minotaur at twelve isn't exactly the easiest fight. A lot of people here might end up jealous that you did that your first time."
"Then people here are clearly crazy, because I almost fucking died," She said with an irritated tone. "No offense or anything, but can I just be alone for a while?"
"Sure. Just ask someone if you need anything. And drink this," He told her, putting a drink on the table next to her bed. "It'll help with your arm."
She completely forgot about her arm being injured. And she realized that her bicep was completely numb, with a bandage neatly tied around it. She sat back up and took the drink, hesitatingly taking a sip. It tasted just like the cherry pie her Aunt Jennie made for her.
