Camp half blood was breathtaking. The sweet aroma of thousands of strawberries greeted my nose and made my mouth water. All of a sudden, the memories came flooding back like a tsunami.
Strawberries. "Quick this way Rane!" My younger stopped while crossing the street to call back to me. I had to wait for Pete, my brother, to catch up with us. We were headed back from the strawberry festival uptown. This was a relatively quiet area, so I didn't expect many cars. Pete used to take us here to play with the other kids in the summer time. Out of nowhere, a pickup truck came barreling down the road, hitting Mary with a deadly blow. The truck stopped just after hitting her, the driver came out with a mix of terror, sadness, and regret in his dark eyes.
"I'm-" was all he could get out before I screamed the most ear piercing, heart wrenching, sorrow-filled scream a person could create with their voice. I ran to Mary, I watched the light leave her eyes. She smelled like fresh strawberries.I tried my best to hold back the ocean of tears that was threatening to flow from my eyes at any second. A hand was gently placed on my shoulder causing me to jump a little.
"Hey, are you ok?" Greg asked, his voice full of concern.
No! I wanted to scream, but I just cleared my throat and replied with a weak "Yeah." All of a sudden, I noticed the tendrils of smoke in the air around me. The source of the smoke was a small lizard-like dragon. It was wrapped around a pine tree, snoring.
"Hey Greg," I started, my voice considerably stronger now, "why is there a dragon guarding a pine tree at the entrance of camp?"
"That's a long story that you will probably be told thousands of times. For now, just enjoy the scenery."
In front of the strawberry fields, there were twelve cabins forming a U-shape. Each cabin had extremely different decorations. There was everything from a (insert description of Aries cabin here) to a (insert description of Poseidon cabin here). There was also a rock climbing wall that had lava flowing down it. On the far side of camp, there was an enormous forest, almost like the forbidden forest at Hogwarts that Mother described to me years ago. There was so much to see, it would be impossible to take it all in at once.
"C'mon Rane! We have to go to the Big House and talk to Chiron," Greg said, skipping down the large hill, past a large bronze statue.
"Coming!" I called back and followed him to a large house that I assume is the Big House
(A/N: this is my longest chapter! 459 words not including this authors note)
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My crazy life: Harry Potter/Percy Jackson crossover
DiversosRane's POV Every thing was great until I turned 11. My Hogwarts letter came AND I found out that I am a Demigod!