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Just my luck, we weren't even at Camp Half-blood but some other camp similar in purpose to it. With the opponents out of the way, I turn to my brother and Grover, both of whom were just arriving with the warriors of said camp. Upon seeing that the Cyclops is no more, Percy, Grover, and the warriors, have the whole deer stuck in the headlights shocked look on their faces and after recieving this look for about ten minutes I finally ask, "Camp?" Upon hearing this, they all look at each other and then remember that we were on our way to camp and get moving again toward a cab that just pulled up. Needless to say, of all the cabs it had to be the cab with the three ladies sharing one eyeball, again. There they go staring at me instead of driving, again. Why are these elderly women looking at me like I'm the last fish in the river and they are a fisherman who hasnt eaten in years? Ugh, better yet, how did they suddenly have a cab that could fit fifteen people and their weapons/luggage/equipment comfortably. Just as I think things couldnt get any worse, the women start fighting over the eyeball and the eyeball ends up where? You'll never guess. The eyeball ends thrown in my shirt and rests, disgustingly, in my bra. Though what happened next only further disgusted me. All three women hit the brakes and then turned around to me and said, "Humm, maybe we should have a foursome with her." "Those tattoos look absolutely delicious on her." "I just want to lick them to see how she tastes." Now dont get me wrong, I have nothing against people who are gay, bisexual, lesbian, and so forth but I am straight. Just thinking about even possibly getting undressed and engaging in sexual intercourse with three gray skin-toned women with only one eyeball made me want to throw up for months on end. Looking over to my brother and Grover, I find that my brother looks grossed out at that Grover looks confused. While fishing the eyeball out of my bra, I ask Grover, "What are you so confused about over there?" As the women in the front get back to driving Grover replies, "What tattoos?" I look at him, totally lost and say, "What?" He then says, "They said that the tattoos looks great on you, so again I ask, what tattoos?" I take the time to think about if I had ever gotten a tattoo, even though I know I hadnt except a temporary adhesive one five months before that was long gone. I replied, "I do not know but I will check once we get to camp." Grover nods, we both turn to look at Percy after not hearing or seeing a response from him and realize that he and the warriors are asleep.
Upon arriving at camp, Grover and Percy go to inform Chron of our arrival while I am temporarily stationed at a room in The Big House until I am designated to speak with Chron and the warriors disperse. I sit my luggage by the door and go to take a shower because fighting made me a little sweaty, but instead of just reapplying deodorant, like some people would, I just decided to take a shower. After my shower, I walked out of the bathroom, in my bra and boy shorts, and stand in front of the mirror in the bedroom trying to get a better look at what tattoos the women were talking about and that I kinda saw in the shower. As I stand in front of the mirror almost naked, I find that I have multiple tattoos all over my body, one huge one and several miniature ones. The one that catches my eye the most is the huge one because it connects all the miniature ones together. It has an intricate design on what looks to be a gold-colored blanket and has words written in Greek above it. I suddenly hear a gasp from the door, I look over to see this Cenataur just staring at me while I quickly try to cover up with my towel. Behind the Cenataur man is my brother and Grover, all of who look shocked by my tattoos, to which I reply, "Perce, Im just as shocked as you are man. I did not have those when I left the house this morning. I have no idea what they mean." Grover nods and says, "This is Chiron, the man you are to speak with so we know where to put you, cabinwise." I nod and then Chiron asks, "May I see the tattoos again one of them looks very familiar for some reason. I am sorry to ask this of you but I really think we could get down to the bottom of your parentage from your tattoos." After thinking about this for a couple minutes, I decide I might as well find out who my parents are. I expose myself to the room again. Upon fully seeing the big tattoo and apparently recognizing it, Chiron gasps and says, "Its the golden fleece, connected to all the symbols of all the Gods and Goddesses, major and minor. Shes the Savior, Grover, its her!!! The time has come!!!" I look to Percy as he looks to me and Im pretty sure we are wearing matching looks of confusion.
I finally ask Grover, "The time has come for what??" He replies "The time has come..."
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