Reyna wakes up confused and without her memories on a bus to the Grand Canyon. She soon realizes that she isn't an average teenager with amnesia. Follow her story as she goes on a journey to free a goddess that stole her memories from a giant wantin...
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Piper thought she would've lost her mind by now.
So much had happened in the past two hours. She found out Dylan had been an oversized fart cloud the whole time, her chaperone had goat horns under his baseball cap and had been captured by a wind spirit. Not to mention the whole situation with Reyna losing her memories that started all this weirdness. Piper intentionally avoided thinking about Leo. She didn't want to start crying when they were currently hundreds of miles in the air, cruising over the cold Arizona desert.
Piper then glanced at Reyna. Her long black hair managed to stay out of her face as they soared through the sky. Her caramel brown eyes stared at the storm clouds in the distance, as if ready for a fight.
Piper couldn't believe how much her friend had changed in personality. Reyna had always been strong willed, defending them from bullies back at the wilderness school and denying Leo's annoying attempts at flirting. Reyna actually seemed happy. Just yesterday, Reyna went along with Leo and his jokes, playfully teasing him back, smiling with mirth and joy.
Now that happiness was gone. Ever since Reyna woke up on that bus, Piper hadn't seen her smile once. Her eyes were cold, emotionless. As if she were a seasoned warrior.
She glanced at Reyna's crudely bandaged arm, concealing the burn marks she had received from fighting all those storm spirits. Piper remembered feeling useless when Reyna and Hedge battled the spirits alone. She sat like a helpless child next to Leo's unconscious body, watching Reyna slay all that stood in her way. She looked like a demon of war, slashing and stabbing her golden sword, turning the spirits into gold dust.
"You mentioned a camp." Reyna said, breaking the silence. "You said it's safe. Where is it?" Piper looked at the guy handing the reins, remembering Reyna had called him Angel.
"I'll admit, it's pretty far." Angel said, looking back at them with a smile. Piper studied his amber eyes. He gave off this welcoming warm aura, which unintentionally protected them from the cold winter wind. Ironically, Piper didn't feel comfortable around him. Anyone who came off as too comforting or nice made her uneasy. "It's the only real safe place for people like us. Camp Half-Blood."
"Is that some kind of bad joke?" Piper asked with narrowed eyes. She's been called Half-blood before because of her Cherokee background. It was never flattering.
"It's a place for demigods." Reyna said. Piper must've given her a bewildered look because Reyna continued, "It means half human, half god. Hedge called us half-bloods. Angel said that makes us demigods."
"So, one of my parents is a god?" Piper said slowly. It seemed so far-fetched and unrealistic. And yet, it explained why her dad never talked about her mom or what had happened to her.
"Yup." Angel chirped, "though you're a little old to be unclaimed. I'm surprised you haven't been attacked by monsters sooner."
"Monsters?" Piper asked. She wanted to say she had dealt with monsters all her life. Bitchy classmates and evil secretaries came to mind. She decided to keep her mouth shut.
