Camp What?

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Joe. What a creature. She was heavily built with a square face and really short, layered, and blonde hair. She wore a black leather jacket with so many buttons and pins of rock bands. She wore black boots with big spikes coming out from the sides and top. A beast. Not especially good for me. Joe grabbed me by the shirt and shoved me into the ground. The skates I had just enough time to take out sprawled out a few feet from my grasp.

"Ohh" said Joe in mocking discovery "What's this?" She bent over and snatched up the roller blades. She held them over me with a vicious grin on her face. Before I could grab it back, Joe kneeled on my chest, taking the wind out of my lungs.

"No. Please. It's the only thing I have" I begged. I have had those skates for the past few years. It's been one of my only constants in the last three foster homes. Besides my friends, and the only reason she had them was because past two foster homes were in the same town.

Joe laughed maliciously. She used her freakishly strong hands to rip the wheels right off. I let out a squeak. It had felt like a small piece of me had been taken away. Tears stung my eyes. They ran down my cheeks and into my long, chocolate hair. Everybody who had gathered to watch started to laugh too.

Suddenly, my sadness turned into anger. I grabbed Joe's leg and pushed her back. Joe landed hard and hit her head, giving me the chance to stand up. Both of us looked equally surprised. It was as if I had a skill that I had mastered... but had forgotten all about it. Joe lunged at me, but I simply stepped to the side and let Joe land on her face. At that point, the crowd had gotten so big and loud it was as if a party was going on.

By then I was steaming mad. I was furious how my most precious possession was destroyed. Then the weirdness began. All around me, metal was shaking and vibrating. My anger poured out and all the metal, from coins to bobby pins all flew in front of my, conglomerating into one big ball. It grew denser and smaller. Soon, a two foot ball of scrap metal was a two inch marble that probably weighed fifty pounds.

I lifted my hand and the ball floated towards it, but stopped when it had hovered over Joe's chest. As Joe looked up at me in confusion and fear. Just as I was about to release the ball on Joe, Georgia ran over and grabbed the ball. She could barley hold on, so she just dropped it on the ground, leaving a small crater.

"DUDE!" said Georgia very loudly "What the HECK were you thinking?" the crowd had started to go back to business, murmuring to themselves about what they just witnessed. Then I snapped out of it. I was going to hurt Joe, seriously hurt her. I didn't know what really happened, all I know was I felt like every cell in my body had been drained of it's energy.

"Wha-" I started to ask before I collapsed into darkness.

I truly had the strangest dreams. I stood in the throne room of Olympus. Around me, giant gods argued. It was only because of my obsession with Greek mythology that I was able to tell which god was which.

"SILENCE!" Bellowed Zeus. All the other gods became very quiet and sat in their designated thrones. "We have a fairly massive issue on our hands." he said with a stern face. "A minor Goddess has surfaced, one never seen before. One with powers never had." he gave a look directed at Hephaestus and what seemed to be Athena. The gods started to whisper amongst themselves, but before anything else happened, her dream morphed into a beach. Saltwater hung in the air and the waved crashed into the shore. A large group of kids were building weapons and sparring. It looked as if they were preparing to fight. Then it melted away into blackness.

When I finally regained concessions, I was in a crowded little janitor's closet. All around were cleaning supplies and brooms. The room smelled like bleach and dust. Georgia sat beside me with a little plate of what looked like bite-sized chocolate chip cookies. "Georgia.." I groaned as I sat up. All the blood rushed to my head and I steadied as I remembered what had happened.

"Oh god. What.The.Hay.Was.THAT!" I said very slowly. I had controlled metal! I was doing freakish things that shouldn't even be possible. And then I started hyperventilating. Georgia gripped me by the shoulders and forced me to calm down.

"Breathe. Breathe." she said "In. Out. In. Out." Slowly, my breathing went back to normal as I looked to Georgia for answers.

"Okay." she sighed "Just calm down and keep an open mind, cool?" I nodded. "I was sent here by Chiron to get you. I'm Georgia, daughter of Hecate. And you, my friend are a demigod" she made a face that looked like a mix of scared and waiting to be surprised.Obviously it was her first time breaking the news to someone that 'Hey, one of your parents is a GOD. And you're a demigod and will never have a normal life'. Because the way she told me, did NOT help with the shock.

"I'm, I'm, I'm a-a-a-a..." I stammered.

Georgia took me by the hand and looked me in the eyes "Yes. You are a demigod, and I'm here to take you to Camp Half-Blood. You'll be safe there."

I yanked her hand out of Georgia's and ran my hands through my hair, trying to process this information. I cupped my face and squeezed. Hard, as if I hurt my face enough times, it might've let it sink in that all the Greek legends are true.

However, all I could say though was "C-camp what?"

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Oh! My my, this is fun! I hope you like it so far. Who is Amelia's godly parent? How can she control metal? What did her dreams mean? All these and more if you keep reading.



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