My Life as a Background Demigod

Camp

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After what should've been days but only seemed like a few hours, the pegasi slowed. They begun to descend and I looked down at the earth beneath me. A beautiful forest and fields were beneath me, something I hadn't expected in New York. I saw large cabins and fields that appeared to be growing some kind of fruit. Campers walked around, looking like ants. As we got closer I noticed that they all had weapons and armor on. Demigods. Others like me. I smiled at the thought. It was going to be pretty cool meeting other "weirdos" like me. 

I looked down as we descended and on my left I saw through the light wisps of clouds, that we were coming in over the beach. We flew over a patio area surrounded by greek columns and vines. A large structure made of rock spewed lava. If I hadn't just met a goat kid, fought a cyclops and flown on a horse with wings I probably would've assumed I was going insane. But nope, a rock wall with lava, no that seemed pretty normal. 

I looked ahead and with a horror, teens and other satyrs diving out of our way as we were about to land in a strawberry field. I braced myself and we dove into the vines. 

The horses neighed and other demigods shrieked, as Clover and I stood up and dusted ourselves off. 

I looked around and the looks of shock disappeared from the faces of the demigods and they were now looking above my head. I hoped it wasn't another pair of teenagers coming in behind us on pegasi unable to land properly. 

I looked behind me and saw nothing. Confused I looked to Clover. He was looking above my head too. He pointed and I looked up. There was a misty grey image suspending above my head that glowed with a border of golden light. It appeared to be an owl. 

"You've been claimed," a boy about my age said, his blue eyes and blond hair shining in the golden sun, his smile the brightest frickin thing I've ever see. I knew absolutely nothing about the kid, but I knew that if every kid around me had a parent who was a Greek God, I was willing to bet money that his dad was Apollo. Everything about him was sunny. 

"Claimed?" I asked, "What do you mean claimed." 

And then it dawned on me. Claimed. Like my parent claimed me. I racked my head trying to remember details from Latin class. Each god had - well has - a series of symbols. The owl that was...

That was Athena. 

"Athena?" I asked, my head feeling clearer than it had ever felt before. 

"Yes." Clover smiled. "Your mom is Athena."

My head started to feel fuzzy, I tried to sit down but rather fell back in the dirt. Everything seemed to be spinning and before I fully lost conciousness I looked up and saw a man with the body of a horse looking down at me.