Chapter 7- CHB

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Sorry, I'm back. Im just gonna say that this is about the time your going to have to wait for a new chapter. I'm a lazy bean, and I also have 3 other books to update soooo....

Will P.O.V.

"Now who are you?"

I hear a voice behind me and turn around. My jaw drops. He has to body of a horse, but a torso of a human.

That's it. I'm actually Insane.

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"I-I'm uhhh..." I stutter, not know if I should say my actual name.

"It's okay child, I understand if you don't want to talk. I'm guessing you have been through quite a... unusual day." He looks at the unconscious black hair boy in my arms sadly. "He just needs to rest. I'll take him from here. May I?"

He walks up to me taking the boy from my grasp, leaving me in stunned silence. From the waist up he is a normal human being. Then the bottom half ruins the image. It's a elegant white horse.

"I know this is a lot to take in, but be patient. You'll get in eventually." He says, "I'm gonna have to take Nico to the infirmary. He used to much energy. Care to join me?"

I nod, not trusting my voice. Plus, I still need answers. My brain is swirling.

I finally take the time to look around at my surroundings to see a huge field of strawberries. The smell coming off them make my mouth drool.

When I look closer I see other kids Picking them. They're all in bright orange t-shirts.

I turn around to see a volleyball court with even more kids in it. I have to take a double look to see a dagger hanging off one of the players belt. What the actual fuck. What kind of place is this?

"You see, this camp is for...special kinds of people"

"Okay..."

"Do you know anything about mythology?"

"Some what I guess." I recall Nico telling me about it, and about how it was real. That's crazy right? It can't...

He stays silent for a minute or two before saying something else. "Do you know about the Greek Gods?"

"Like Zeus?" He nods, and he suddenly stops. I look up at the building in front of us. It's gorgeous. The whole structure is made of white marble. I'm no architect, but it looks like a building you would find in Greece.

"Well that puts this conversation to a end. I know for a fact that you need some sleep."

I want to argue, and figure out what this place is but he is right. I'm exhausted. He opens the door, and basically does the limbo to get in. I go in second, and the inside is almost as amazing as the outside.

There are beds lined up across the room. Some full, some not. I see cuts on almost everyone here. Another reason why this place is suspicious.

I notice the bright shirts actually have wording on them. I read off the words printed of one of the people laying down.

Camp Half-Blood

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