The Kids of Olympus: The Beginning (UNDER CONSTRUCTION/REWRITTEN)

A New Camper

           Emily POV
"Chiron why did you call us in" Clara asked
Heck. Even I started to wonder why he called us in.
"Well you guys are the eldest 4 of a great group of heros called the 7" he said
Thats when everything clicked.
The eldest four
Water(clara), fire(Jake), death(Max and I)
Holy shiii-

        After Chiron said explained that we were the ones in the prophecy it got me worried that one of us had to die but did it mean that one of the four need to die or could it be anyone.

The person that I'm worried about is my brother being the one that has to die I don't want that to happen to him.
There was a knock at the door and it turned out to be Xander Matthews, a son of Iris.
"Chiron there's a new camper, its a girl she looks like she needs some help," he said sounding panicked.
  "well kids I think that's all we need to talk about today I need to go see this new camper," Chiron said
As he left the big house all four of us ran to see the new camper, we were near the campfire when we saw her a girl with black hair and icy blue eyes with cuts and bruises all over her face and arms as Jake would say and he did say "WOAHH SHE LOOKS LIKE SHE GOT RAN OVER BY A TRUCK THREE TIMES"
I looked at him with the classic di Angelo death stare.

        I got closer to the girl to get a chance to talk to her,
"what's your name" I say
"Mya Turank" she said
"I'm Emily Di Angelo granddaughter of Hades and granddaughter of Bellona the Roman goddess of war" I said
I stick out my hand hoping she would shake it and she did, she shook my hand once her hand made contact with my hand it felt really cold like her hand was made out of ice and then I heard Clara come up behind me and introduce herself with her normal,

"I'm Clara granddaughter of Poseiden and Athena"

Clara took out her hand so Mya can shake it once it Mya's hand made contact with Clara, I saw her eyes widened the last time I've seen her eyes get that big was when I actually cussed my teacher out in the 3rd grade, what else do you expect a 9 year old to do when the teacher tells her to turn her green card to a yellow card because I wasn't "paying attention", once she let go Clara looked at me she mouthed the words 'her hand is really cold' I heard whispers behind me saying 'she might be a daughter of Poseidon' I didn't believe those people because children of Poseidon hands aren't supposed to be as cold as ice.

Clara POV
      Once I touched Mya's hand it was really really cold after everyone left and went to there activities I lead her to the Hermes cabin half way to the Hermes cabin I started thinking where did she get those cuts and bruises and why did only I notice them. Why hasn't anyone taken her to a doctor.
"Mya do you want to go to the lake I need to tell you something over there," I said hoping she would come so she can tell me how she got her cuts and bruises.
"okay why not"she said
Once we got to the lake we sat down on the dock.
"so where did you get those cuts," I said when I looked down I realized her jeans were torn,
"My dad and I were driving around the mountains and we were having so much fun listening to music in the car and singing to the music and all that jazz then it all happened so fast a car hit us, we got pushed to the other side of the road and my dad lost control of the wheel we hit a tree and I knew I was alive so I tried waking my dad up but he wouldn't wake up then I checked his pulse and he was dead" she said.
I felt so sorry I asked her that question couldn't imagine where I was having a fun time with my dad alive and well and the next minute dead and gone. 

"So how did you get here" I said I should really stop talking.
"well, I had to walk thirty minutes until I saw a sign on the mountain the only word I saw was 'camp' so I assumed if it was a camp then someone might be able to help me and I went in and then here I am," she said.

"get in the water" I said she looked confused when I said that.

"with your clothes on" I explained

she jumped into the water my father taught me this trick.

if you concentrate hard enough you can try to heal people with water.

I held my hand out and I started to concentrate. I tried to heal her cuts then slowly her cuts start to close I concentrated harder and her cuts were starting to close, her bruises were slowly fading. My vision started to get blurry, the last thing I can remember was someone yelling my name and then my vision going black.