"I hope you know what you're doing Cat." I heard Carson say behind me. "More or less." I muttered. I grappled onto the rope. Clutching it tightly in my hands. I looked down into the gorge. No water down there. Nothing to cushion my fall. If I fall, that is. I gulped. I readied myself. Spreading my feet apart slightly. I took a deep breath. And I jumped into possibly certain death. This is the story about Catrina, daughter of Poseidon. The girl who's been at Camp Half-Blood since day one. Her adventures, her friends, her new family. This story consists of stuff that happens at camp and a rewrite of the books, hope you like!