Chapter 1

Honestly I never expected that I would be a Half-Blood let alone the little sister of one of the greatest Heroes in living memory. I'm Amelia and until a few months ago I was a normal 13 year old English girl living with my single mother. I have to say learning how to use all of my Half-Blood powers has been pretty awesome and I really feel like part of a family. However there is a constant threat of being attacked and killed by monsters or a God who thinks I shouldn't exist and I do have to warn you that if you feel something stirring inside you while reading this then I suggest you put this book down and believe whatever lie your parents told you before they come for you too. Anyway, enough of that let's get into it.

I was walking home with my best friends Mark on the last day of school. I call him my best friend but he's more like family. He's really handsome, tall and athletic for a 13 year old with bright blue eyes, long curly dark brown hair that he keeps in a ponytail and fair skin. Not to mention he's kind, funny, smart, humble and talented with a great smile and laugh. Anyway as I opened the door to my house I called out "I'm home!" And went into the living room and found Mam waiting with a packed suitcase and two people, a boy and a girl, in there late teens. A word about my mam before you meet her. Her name is Helen and I couldn't ask for a better mother. The first good break she got in life was when she got her dream job as a police officer despite all of the sexism she faced. The second good break she got was meeting my dad when she was 18. she met him while on holiday at the beach and she always told me how, strong and handsome and kind he was. She also told me he was in the Merchant Navy and that he was lost at she before I was born, not dead just lost at sea. I can't help but think if he really loved my mam and I he would have stayed to bring me up. And, according to Mam the third and last good break she got in life was me being born.

Anyway I noticed Mam looked like she was on the verge of tears as she stood up and hugged me. "I was always afraid of this day coming." she said. "What are you talking about" I asked pulling away. "Do you remember all the stories I told you when you were a kid?" "Yeah." "Well your father is actually a Greek God and these two people are here to take you to a special summer camp in America to keep you safe." "I don't want to to go to America." I was kinda angry that I had been kept in the dark all my life and I was being forced to leave my friends behind. "It'll only be for the summer if you want it to be but you don't have a lot of choice." "I'm afraid your mom is right Amelia." the boy said as he stood up. He was about 18 tall and athletic with the same Mediterranean skin tone, jet black hair, sea green eyes and brooding trouble maker expression as me. "But why do I have to leave?" Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes as I thought about Mark. He's had a really tough life, his grandad died when he was young, his family don't have a lot of money and they fight a lot because his dad's an alcoholic who's been fired from every job he's had and Mark gets bullied for being a self confessed nerd, a drama lover and trying hard in school despite not being academically gifted by his own admission which is something we have in common although I have ADHD and Dyslexia and Mark doesn't although he does admit to having a short attention span.

"Everything will be explained when we get to camp." the boy said and I noticed he had a New York accent. I took a deep breath, wiped away my tears and said "OK, if I have to go with you then I will, but only for the summer." "That's fine as long as you come." the girl replied as she stood up. She was about 18 as well and incredibly beautiful, tall and athletic with long curly blonde hair, tied back into a ponytail, tanned skin and stormy grey eyes which were probably her most startling feature. I gave my mam one last hug and "Tell Mark where I am." "I will." I grabbed hold of the suitcase handle and the boy said "OK Dad we're ready." before I could ask what he meant a bright flash of light enveloped us and when I opened my eyes we were standing on top of a hill next to a tall pine tree and a giant marble statue of a woman. I looked out over the valley before me and saw it was almost like a normal summer camp. I say almost because I noticed an arena, a forge, an armoury, an amphitheatre, a roofless Ancient Greek style pavilion and there seemed to be lava flowing down the climbing wall and there were several people flying around on Pegasai. There was also strawberry fields, volleyball courts, basketball courts, a forest, a small lake, stables, an arts and craft centre a large light blue farm house and about 20 cabins arranged in a rectangle. "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood Amelia." the boy said.

"Wow." I said awe at the camp before me. "Yeah it is pretty amazing. Anyway I'm Annabeth." the girl replied holding out hand which I shook. "And I'm Percy, your brother by the look of it." the boy added looking at something above my head. I followed his gaze and saw a glowing holographic trident above my head. "What does that mean?" I asked. "It means you're a daughter of Poseidon." Annabeth explained. "Come on, it's time you met Chiron." Percy added taking my suitcase and heading off down the hill holding hands with Annabeth which made me think they were a couple. They led me to the farm house where a centaur stood on the porch. From the waist up he was a stereotypical English teacher with thinning brown hair, a scraggly brown bear and wearing a frayed tweed jacket but from the waist down he was a muscular white stallion. "Percy, Annabeth welcome back." he said happily in a British accent. "Hey Chiron, this Amelia my half-sister from England." "Good to meet you Amelia I'm Chiron." I shook his had as Percy said "We're gonna tell my mom we're back OK?" "Of course it will give a good chance to show Amelia the Orientation Film." Chiron replied and I followed him inside with my suitcase as I watched Percy and Annabeth leave together.