Goku and the Olympians

Chapter 6: Campout (Rewrite)

6/24/24: Sorry for the delay, but here's the rewrite for Chapter 6! I added some new dialogue and character interactions, so I hope you enjoy it.

Camp Half-Blood was currently in chaos. Its campers all stopped fighting, eating, and talking once they saw a gigantic explosion of blue energy emerge from the skies above. Each cabin representing the twelve Olympians, including Hera, was rendered completely empty as demigod children of all ages gathered together to get a closer look at the spectacle that just took place. They whispered amongst themselves in separate groups, wondering what this explosion's exact origins could be or why the faint sound of yelling could be heard before it took place.

Whatever it was, this moment managed to give Camp Half-Blood the most excitement it has seen in quite some time.

"Did you guys feel that? It shook the entire forest!" One camper hissed with fully widened eyes.

Another camper nodded along and pointed at the sky. "Who didn't, man? That blue light was as bright as the Sun. You'd have to be blind or deaf not to notice it!"

Comment after comment continued to be shared until two men rushed out of a large wooden house. It was a blue two-story building with three windows on each floor and a large deck that encircled its surrounding area. Primarily known as the Big House, it served as the main center for all of Camp Half-Blood, where quests were annually distributed and new campers were enlisted. Many other tasks and discussions were also held inside.

One such practitioner of these activities was a man with the lower body of a horse named Chiron. Fondly regarded as a legendary trainer of heroes, he sported shaggy, unkempt brown hair and a bushy beard to match. His eyebrows were equally pronounced, emphasizing the sheer intensity his dark brown eyes displayed. From the waist up, he wore a brown suit jacket with a red tie and a jade-green sweater vest hidden underneath. His lower body, like all centaurs, resembled that of a white horse with four legs and a flowing brown tail. It swished from side to side as Chiron hurriedly trotted over to his campers.

Closely following after him with far less enthusiasm was Dionysus, the Greek god of wine, vegetation, fertility, festivity, and many other domains. He was a chubby man with curly black hair and half-lidded blue eyes. They were practically bloodshot at the moment, sporting a look of pure aggravation and tiredness.

Unlike Chiron, whom sported professional attire befitting of an activities director, the former Olympian wore a yellow T-shirt filled with blotches of black leopard spots and stains leftover from his last drink. He held a Diet Coke can in his right hand, reluctantly taking swigs from the caffeinated beverage as if it were the only source of refreshment left available to him.

His most recent nap was interrupted by this incessant chatter, so Dionysus did not appear to be in the best of moods. And considering the fact that running this very camp was a punishment decreed by his father, Zeus, that was saying a lot.

"Alright, brats! What's all the commotion about? You better have a damn good explanation for waking me up at a time like this." The camp director snarled irritably. He rested a hand on his head to suppress the severe headache that was threatening to take form.

Most of the campers calmed down upon seeing Camp Half-Blood's staff members. They mainly looked over to Chiron for guidance, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to get on Dionysus's nerves.

"It was crazy, Mr. D! All of us were just minding our own business when all of a sudden... BOOM! This enormous friggin' explosion appeared in the sky! I wish you guys could have seen it." A son of Hermes replied, pointing to the traces of excess smoke littered above them.

Dionysus skeptically looked up at the area in question.

"Enormous explosion, hm? You sure it wasn't the Stoll's lighting up another firecracker?"