Chapter IV: The Truth Hurts

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"wait... is this your so-called camp?", I said to her with doubt on my voice.

So this was the place they were talking about earlier. 

Standing there, beside a creepy girl, a big house in front, and a bunch of noisy kids and teenagers running around, carrying the most awkward things I could just imagine. All of them were in full armor, it was greek? roman maybe? I don't know. And surprisingly kids were allowed to run around with knives and swords and other dangerous stuff, I was indeed jealous because my mom doesn't even want me to run around with scissors.

"This place is...", I looked around and saw different cabin-like structures, and an open field. 

"Awesome?", the girl beside me said, I forgot she was there, she was looking around and smiling. 

"er.. Weird", I gave out a nasty look on my face. Not saying I wasn't impressed, it's just that seeing teens slashing at everything was a bit peculiar even for them. 

"Stop whining", she sighed. I looked at her and I swear I saw her rolling her eyes at me.

What a grumpy woman.

"Now come on", she tugged my shirt collar again. 

"hey, I thought we agreed on the shirt pulling thing!", I complained, sheesh, how many times my shirt will be punished? 

"Did we agree on something?", she laughed as she continued dragging me inside the house.

Inside was amazing! 

Paintings of nature, and naked humans were beautifully drew. Of course, I love art, It's awesome. 

While we were making our way towards a bronze door, I could already say that their were people arguing inside, they were shouting as if nobody could hear them. I knew that it was a teenager, perhaps much older than me, and an old man maybe in the mid 30s were shouting.

"But sir..", said the teenager with a little bit of fear in his voice. 

"No more excuses", the old man said, "Now get out of here before I turn you into a dolphin"

Now I know I was in crazy town.

As we neared the door, a teen went out from the inside. Is this the teen the old man warned?

He was taller than me, had a mature, but clean face. He wore a black shirt, black pants, and black rubber shoes. He had a scabbard attached on his waist. I could tell he was definitely working out because of how big he was.

When seeing the other teen, we stopped. I could see the girl smiling at him.

"Hey Renzein", she said with a voice I've never heard of from her.

"Renzein?", I told myself as I tried not to laugh.

"Hey Seph", Renzein spoke with a much deeper voice than before.  

He looked at me with a mean look, "Who's this?" 

Seph let go of my collar, "I found this punk fighting the giant of the seas", she had the angry voice again, "The little shrimp thought he could beat a giant". 

Renzein sighed, "Now, now little sister", he smiled, but not so big, "You should learn to relax, and consult Chiron for this, after all, he is one of us". He walked past us not turning back.

"So you're his little sister", I snickered, imagining a tough girl with a harsh voice as somebody's little sister was a bit distracting 

"Shut up", she continued to walk towards the door. And surprisingly, she didn't even grabbed my collar. huh.

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