Hay guys!

Sorry I haven't uploaded all summer, I've surprisingly been very busy!

However, here you all go! Sorry about the cliffy a while ago! In case you haven't discovered yet, I only really update when I'm feeling up to it, so sorry about that!

I hope you all had an amazing summer and for those that are staring school this year, good luck to all you fabulous people!

I would also like to just say thank you to everyone that has pointed out my spelling mistakes in the earlier chapters! Yes I do have dyslexia- not heavy dyslexia but enough to become a real pain in the back side- but I've started typing on my laptop so its A LOT easier to proof read and correct things!

I'm hoping to go back and change all the mistakes sometime in the future so don't worry, I really appreciate all the comments and I feel like now is a better time than ever to tell you guys this!

Sorry for the AU (I know some people don't read these and such)

So ON WITH THE STORY!

In one swift, fluid motion, the clouds evaporated and Percy felt a sudden sickness in his stomach as he felt his whole body being pulled downwards by gravity. It was enough to wake him from his blissful mind and plonk him right back into reality. The silence was broken with his screams as he couldn't stop falling, only to deafen his ears as the world passed by.

A loud clash could be herd as he hit the hard dirt, only to realise he was back at camp, surrounded by livid Ares campers. Clarisse's spear was – again – inches from his face.

There was an eerie silence as people waited for a reaction, but they didn't have to wait long as soon a slow chuckle could be herd, soon turning into a full on laugh. As the deadly spear slowly moved away from Percy's face, he realised it was Clarisse that was laughing. She clutched her stomach as she leaned over to laugh at the ground, her eyes squinted in amusement.

Soon all the Ares kids where laughing, throwing there weapons into the air and bashing their shields together.

To say Percy was confused was an understatement as he was pulled to his feet by non-other than Annabeth.

Percy saw no threat with the laughing campers, however he did question there sanity…

He soon stopped in his thoughts as a heavy hand was placed on his shoulder. Clarisse leaned into him, wiping a tear from her eye as she caught her breath.

"Gods, you're a fighter! Wouldn't be surprised if we were siblings! HAHA!" Another wave of exaggerated laughter took place as Clarisse leaned in more, showing off her electrifying spear.

"Looks like we can count you as an ally! Right!?" she shrieked, earning claps of approval. However it was more of a demand then a question as she whispered into his ear with an evil grin:

"Just don't get on my bad side; we wouldn't want that now, would we"

With that, she spiralled into another fit of laughter before walking back across the field to their designated cabin.

Percy steered at the campers, taking in what had exactly happened. A small cough made its way to his brain and he turned around.

Annabeth was looking down with teary eyes, playing with the hem of her t-shirt.

"Erm, are you ok?" she asked, in a soft and worried voice.

Percy stared with his mouth ajar.

"Erm, are you crying?" he asked, pointing out the small trickles down her cheeks.

Annabeth immediately looked up, furiously wiping her eyes.

"No, I was just worried, see? Not crying!" She stuttered, stepping away from him a bit.

Percy just looked dumbfounded, not really knowing much about teenage girls.

"Erm, ok then" he whispered, shuffling along after Annabeth who had already started to walk away.

They continued to look at the rest of the cabins before they herd the horn, signalling everyone that dinner was ready.

Streams of campers made their way to the pavilion, racing for their tables. Meanwhile Percy and Annabeth took their time making their way, as to miss the rush. In this time period, Annabeth started to get closer and closer to Percy, before gulping down her fear and looking up at him.

"We have a lot to talk about still, don't we? Meet me by the lake after dinner, ok?" she asked, coming across much more confidant then she was.

Percy just smiled that goofy smile at her and nodded, before being pulled away in the last of the rush.

Annabeth made her way to the Athena table to sit next to her brothers and sisters, as she came over they gave her pitied looks, but seeing a large grin that she was showing, they smiled back in relief.

Meanwhile, Percy looked between the Poseidon table with its sea rock slabs for benches and grey marble table that had shells of different sizes decorating the legs; and Hera's table, with its simple yet effective white marble with carved children and wedding scenes on the sides.

The pavilion started to settle down as the last of the campers came running in, Percy suddenly realised he was getting some odd looks and started to sway slightly between feet. Luckily at that moment, Chiron shouted over to him to come to the front, however Percy soon realised this was worse as all attention was now on him as Chiron started to bless the gods for the food they would be eating.

Finally, after a lot of awkward eye contact with random campers, Chiron dedicated his speech to Percy.

"As many of you may have noticed, WE HAVE A NEW CAMPER! His name is Percy Jackson and I suggest you treat him with respect. I do not have to remind you that we are a family and we must all fight together. Percy, would you care to take a seat at your fathers table?" he stated, directed the last part to Percy himself.

Taking the hint, Percy sat at the Poseidon table, hearing a hefty amount of muttering as he did so.

"You may eat!" Chiron shouted, earning a course of excitement.

Upon hearing this, Percy noticed the plate in front of him. Looking around he realised that whatever you wanted appeared on the plate at a thought, much like on Olympus. He concentrated and upon opening his eyes, his plate was filled with New Yorker fries and a burger. The smell waft up his nose and reminded him of when he was little and he would walk to the candy store with his mother. The streets would always make him hungry but he was always promised a bag of blue candy when they got there. Small things like this is what made Percy remember his mother and just how great she was, but also of how he could picture Hera and his mother sitting down and getting along like best friends. It was nice to picture the happy things that could have happened instead of the bad things that would have happened if Hera hadn't come that night.

Percy looked towards his glass and imagined a cup of blue coke. Taking the now full glass he drank the coke with a pleased look, only to realise that some tables nearby where looking at him funny. Blue coke had got him strange looks before, but never this long. Maybe his burger was burnt?

His thoughts where interrupted by a boy who seemed to be a similar age to Percy himself, but with curly brown hair and slight stubble. The boy was leaning on a side and looked down on Percy's plate with hunger and amusement.

"Erm, you need to offer the gods some of your foods before you eat. Sorry, I thought someone would have explained that to you by now." the boy explained, pointing to the plate that was overflowing with fries.

It didn't take Percy long to understand what he needed to do. He quickly got up and picked up his plate, looking around for Hestia. Suddenly remembering he was support to know nothing about the gods, he looked over to the boy for help.

The boy seemed to get the message and chuckled lightly, pointing to the far corner at the back where a small girl lay cross legged next to a fire.

Percy made his way over, deciding to pour half his fries into the fire as a blessing to Poseidon for claiming him when he did.

When Percy turned back to his table, he saw that the boy from earlier was now sitting at it. Sitting down, Percy gave the boy a questioning look before asking why he was there.

"Well, I figured I could help you get to know the general knowledge around camp, that and your kind of cool I guess?" the boy replied, with a questioning tone at the end.

"O ok, yea sure. But, Annabeth has already told me most about this place so I don't know how much you can help, ha-ha" Percy replied, itching the back of his head.

The boy's face seemed to twist in confusion before laughing and sticking out his hand ready to shake.

"Ha-ha, sorry I forgot, my names Grover, I'm a satyr!"

They shook hands, before Grover continued.

"Annabeth Chase Hu? Yea I know her, we're pretty good friends actually!"

"Yea, she's been showing me around all day so I haven't had a chance to really talk to anyone else"

"Well you're talking to me! Your pretty easy to talk to so I'm sure it won't be hard for you to make friends, don't worry!" Grover reassured, his smile growing as their conversation went on.

In between mouth full of fries and burger bites, Percy found out that Grover went to collect demigods form schools or areas once they were strong enough to be detected by monsters. The last time he went out to get one was a couple years ago, when he was bringing three powerful demigods to camp.

Percy soon found himself being told the story of Thalia's tree all over again. Grover seemed to get more emotional towards the end, but luckily he didn't start crying.

It was coming to the end of dinner, when Grover had pulled out a can and started chowing the metal.

"And I haven't picked up any more since." Grover concluded, nibbling away.

"At least you got the other two there!" Percy spoke up, trying to lighten the mood.

Grover hummed in thought.

"Mmmmm, if only it was worth it"

"What do you mean?" Percy questioned

"Well, the older one left a while ago, running away from the gods. No one really knows why but Chiron and Mr D think somethings going on. He was a bright kid, but hermys all the same, always keeping something from you."

"I don't understand"

Grover looked around, before leaning in and speaking in a hushed voice.

"They think he's a traitor, working against the gods. Strange things have been happening since his left- things that need a push from someone that knows our kind from the inside out!"

Grover sat back in his chair, nibbling on the last of his can as Percy now stared intently at his empty plate.

"What… what was his name?" he asked, looking back up at his newly made friend.

"Luke, Luke castellan"