You kneeled on the ground out of breath, running from who knows what. You look up at Grover, you were incredibly lost on all of this. He tried to explain along the way but it was quiet hard when you kept almost dying every other minute. You looked down, seeing the camp for the first time. It was something alright.

“Are you okay?”

Grover asks you, holding out a hand for you to take. He then sighs and says.

“Welcome to camp Half-blood, a camp for Greek Demi-Gods.”