This is a story of all the adventures Kat and her friends have had. Or at least the ones I can remember. Katrina was a young, goody-two shoes. Before she went to camp.

This is... Camp Half Blood... written in Caleb's perspective. It gives some behind the scenes details and a lot of ships. It goes forward in time from where my book is written and is scattered everywhere. YERP.

(Art cover is NOT mine) Having problems with inner thoughts is a natural thing, but to Mason.. those inner thoughts become a bit more mythological with each passing day. Who thought that a pesky kid would be a God?

His silver eyes that crackled with energy were like flashlights against the early morning darkness. Or was that just the darkness of the sin that the alleyway stored. We only hope we will ever find out which one. Nathan glanced up at a security camera placed there by the police to keep the city safe. He knew someone had watched the fight. He knew someone was recording every move he made. He quickly checked Donny's pulse making sure he was alive, and yes, yes he was. He looked back up at the camera still recording him. Nathan held up his hand in the direction of the camera and lightning struck it. The camera blacked out leaving no trace he was ever here. "Nobody needs to know what just happened," Nathan said. "At least, not yet."

The arms dragged him out of the water and onto a hard black rocky floor. All he could see is flames. He hoped that didn't mean his dark brown hair that falls over his silver eyes isn't on fire. He looked down to see his shredded shirt. It was the same for Kai. Shrapnel completely shredded his clothes. And then there is Yin, shirt completely fine... "how did that happen?" Wondered Caleb. Yin spoke up, "Welcome!" She said. "To Hell!"