Kyle Snu and the Mark of Ananke (PJO fanfic)

IX

La Rue was a big brawny girl. She wore a red shirt that read 'Camp Director' and had a spear hanging from her belt. She put her hands behind her and stood at a parade rest. She spoke firmly but friendly, which didn't match her appearance. "Good Afternoon campers. Today we have one new camper. Kyle Snu, would you please come forward. I stood up and walked around the fire toward her. The fire turned yellowish as the campers began whispering about white hair.

I stood next to the director with a straight posture. She addressed me. "Kyle Snu. Your parentage is undetermined." She lifted a plate of fruit, "Gods of Olympus. This child is fifteen years of age. The agreement of the Titan War demands one of you to claim him as your son." She dumped the plate into the bonfire and it turned white. A pale green light radiated from me. And the kids clapped looking above my head. Ms.La Rue spoke again. "Everyone welcome Kyle Snu. Son of Hypnos God of dreams and sleep."

Everyone clapped and cheered. The section with a leaf dripping white liquid on their banner, stood and cheered loudly. There were two guys and a girl. All had dark black hair and green eyes, just like I use to have.

Ms. La Rue instructed me to join them so I did. Something about being there was unsettling. I realized what it was as Instructor Stoll took the stand. The symbol reminded me of my dreams.

He spoke with lots of enthusiasm. "Campers. I realize that activities are cut short during the winter months and things tend to get a bit boring. But the director and I have found a solution. Today we will split you all into two groups. I will lead one. And Ms. La Rue will lead the other. This game is much like capture the flag. But there will be no flag. Instead we will have a 'captive.' One person from each team will be selected by the other to be said captive. And their own team must retrieve them and bring them to their own zone. First to accomplish this task will win. And the victor will lead tomorrow's games. Understood?"

Everyone cheered except for me. I in fact did not understand. But off I went with my new cabin to the pavilion anyway.

My new cabin mates, who I guess are my half siblings, introduced themselves. The oldest one started with a comment that was slightly offensive. "You got some weird hair kid. I'm Hemforth, call me Hemmy."

The girl said, "I'm Sari."

The younger boy said, "I'm her twin brother Shaun."

I shook hands and acted nice. But I was kinda uncomfortable. I was the only one out of all of us that didn't look like I was sleep walking.

We were silent the rest of the way to the pavilion, except for a few snores from Hemmy.