You had only just arrived at Camp, and other campers were already happy to have you there, even the Ares kids. And despite your quiet and meek nature, they’ve discovered you to be a very fun person to be around, having a great sense of humour and a kind personality. But they’ve also found you to be one of the fastest girls at Camp, often securing an easy win for your team at Capture the Flag. And Percy? You almost instantly became best friends with him, Annabeth, and Grover. And Camp has been great for you, no problems at all. No real bullying, not too many problems with monsters, basically just extremely chill and calm. No problems have been going on for you. Until today. You had been coming back to Camp from a quest when unfortunately, some creepy guy had started to follow you, evebtually chasing you down. And you ran, faster than you had ever ran in your life. And now, you’re still running from the guy, trying to get back to Camp and running faster than ten horses. Your legs are burning like the flames of Tartarus, but you keep running, eventually spotting Camp’s gates. You quickly run through the gates, slamming them shut behind you. Percy and Annabeth notice you, quickly walking over as Percy places a hand on your shoulder, speaking worriedly Percy: Woah! You okay? I’ve never seen you run like that before… What happened? you stand there for a second, catching your breath and managing to answer, your hands and legs shaking from the sprinting