Chapter Two

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We were walking around camp when our friends stopped and turned around. “Oops, we forgot to ask! What are your guy’s names?” Thalia asked, and I smirked at the others.

“I’m Percy Jackson!” I cheered, then I looked to Annabeth.

“Annabeth Chase” Annabeth remarked, looking to Luke.

“Luke Castellan,” Luke said shyly.

“Zoë Nightshade,” Zoe stated proudly.

“Charles Beckendorf,” Beckendorf said.

“Silena Beauregard,” Silena cheered, we all laughed at our friends expressions.

“But you guys are dead!” Nico cried.


“Check again Death Breath!” I said, and he concentrated really hard.

“But you guys were reborn! That shouldn’t be possible, you shouldn’t have your memory!” Nico stated.

“Well something went wrong and here we are with our memories,” Luke said, and Thalia backed up.

“We have full names now, but they are a bit creepy,” I said, and Thalia nodded.

“Perseus Blackjack Jackson, Annabeth is Annabeth Chase Jackson, Luke is Luke Castellan Smith, Zoë is Zoë Nightshade Smith, Beckendorf is Charles Beckendorf Baker, and Silena is Silena Beauregard Baker.” I said, and my friends nodded.

“Well, it all looks like you were born as demi-gods but how will claiming work?” Thalia asked.

“I don’t know, it could go by the godly parent we used to be or the godly parent that we were born of.” I said, and they nodded leading us to the Hermes Cabin.


“Undetermined or regular?” Travis asked.

“Undetermined, but I have a feeling one or two of them will be Hermes…” thalia said, motioning to Luke and Zoë.

“Cool!” Conner remarked, man they looked so old compared to us… never thought I would see the day! We settled our stuff down and it was time to go to dinner. Everyone was staring and whispering but I heard some of them.

“They look so familiar!” some girls whispered.

“Do we know those guys?” some kids at the Apollo cabin said. I just smirked and kept walking to the Hermes table. When it was time for the burnt offerings I was the first one up. I scraped a large amount of chicken in the fire and said my prayer.

“Come on dad, it’s Percy remember! Come on Poseidon,” I pleaded quietly, walking back to my seat. Nothing happened, I was a bit upset but I started playing with a stream of water in the air. People were staring but I really didn’t care, I knew who I was and they didn’t… Boo hoo!

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