So it is a camp

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I walk behind the birds. In a few minutes I'm so exhausted I sit down to take a break.

But the stupid dove had different plans. It keeps flying at the same pace without even waiting for me! The other dove starts to peck me and I force myself to get up and sprint behind the dove before it goes out of view.

Walking through the forest
the doves suddenly fly upwards and disappear among the clouds. So much for trusting birds to show me the way out. Panic builds up in my chest. I'm going to die here. I have not the slightest clue how to survive in wilderness.

Then I spot a clearing. I walk towards it, my legs aching, my stomach growling and skin itchy. When I reach the entrance, I see a sign "Camp half blood"

So dad didn't abandon me or lie to me. But he did act like an asshole. He could've dropped me directly here instead of making me walk for so long. Oh yeah and a 'well keeping walking straight for 100 metres and then take a left and continue walking and you'll reach the camp' would've helped too.

I look at myself and groan. Talk about first impressions. I'm surely going to be teased by every single camper(if there are any. I wonder who'll want to come to this pathetic excuse of a camp. I mean I'm here, but honestly I don't think anyone else would take the pain) for my looks. How the hell did my father even know about such a place? I try my best to look presentable. I brush my hair with my fingers and rub off mud stains from my shoes and pants using leaves. Still looking like a mess, I walk in.

A dinosaur is not what I was expecting. Aren't dinosaurs extinct? Well actually this creature is more like a snake. It has yellow eyes and silver scales. I had never ever seen something like this. Luckily the dragon was sleeping under a pine tree.. with a golden cloth drapped around it.

Wow Scarlett your dad left you in the middle of a forest and 2 doves guided you to a 'camp half blood'. You got greeted by a tree wearing golden clothes and a very monstorous creature sleeping under it.

Anyone in their right mind would've run. But I did not. Whoever said I had a right mind? I walk in carefully and examine my new camp.

"Yo new girl!" I hear someone yell at me. Oh thank God someone is here. "Good evening sir" I reply to the man walking towards me. I walk down the hill I'm standing on towards the beard guy. "I'm Dionysus, call me Mr. D" he says. "Ok, Mr. D" I reply. Dionysus? Seriously? What kind of parents would name their child after the Greek God of wine? Yeah you might be thinking what type of person knows the names of Greek Gods. Well I do. My father once played the part of Zeus in a movie and that's how I know all the names of the Gods.

He looks around me curioisly and asks "You came here alone?"

"Ye- no. Not really alone. I mean, I came here with 2 birds actually"

"Are you sure they were birds and not half man half goats?" He asks and raises an eyebrow.

WHAT.

Okay this day keeps getting weirder by the minute. "No si- Mr. D. I'm sure they were tiny white cute doves and NOT goats" he actually thought I'm capable of confusing birds with goats? And seriously why the hell would a goat leading me here be any less weird?

"Okay". The bearded dude says and then another guy on a wheelchair comes at us.

"Look another one survived without a satyr!" Mr.D tells the wheelchair guy pointing at me.

"What?" I ask them both. I surely have no clue what's going on. "Lemme give you a tour" the wheelchair guy says and gets up.

The moment he gets up my mouth falls open.

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