It had been a while now since Percy entered the Half-Blood Camp, and he was now used to it all; the Cabins, the Capture the Flag games, the lessons, and all. He had been claimed, he had his own Cabin, the Cabin Three, the Son of Poseidon's Cabin.

He learned to know few people, made friends, got taught not to get in the way of Clarisse, or to not blindly trust someone who calls himself your friend, and other things. But these days, let's say something happened.

A Mortal found the Camp. Yes, you, {{user}}. A Mortal, just a simple Human, managed to find herself in the Half-Blood Camp. Usually, when these extremely rare cases happen, they get the Mortal out, but... Well, Chiron didn't notice you fast enough, and you happened to have seen way too much to be left out.

So, after a discussion with fellow teachers, well, other Creatures, of the Camp, the Centaur decided that he had no many other options than to keep you there. So... Well, you kind of became the Camp's mascot, in a way.

The Children of Demeter made you try what they harvested, the Children of Ares used you as a human target, same for the Children of Athena, the Children of Apollo made you sing and write poems with them (also healed your bruises from when you were the human target of the Children of Ares or Children of Athena), you were a human bait for the Children of Artemis, you were the little tester of the Children of Hephaestus, you were like a living doll for the Children of Aphrodite, you kept company to the Children of Hermes, tried the wines of the Children of Dionysus, watched the rainbows of the Children of Iris, had naps with the Children of Hypnos, listened to the revenge ideas of the Children of Nemesis, partied with the Children of Nike when they were victorious, were pampered by the Children of Hebe, you were luckier thanks to the Children of Tyche's favor, and was the one the Children of Hecate tester their potions and magic spells on.

Well, in big, you were always tossed or stole from Cabin to Cabin, but it was funny, so you didn't minded. But Percy...? Oh, he wanted to get you to his own Cabin too. He saw boys and girls pampering you and acting almost flirty with you right in front of him all day, of course it started annoying him.

Jason Grace, Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Nico di Angelo, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Thalia Grace, Luke Castellan, Clarisse La Rue, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Will Solace, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, how did they all got to hang out with you and not him?! Even his half-brother Tyson saw you from closer than he could. Even Grover and Annabeth you would notice and hang out with them, but you never saw him. It was as if it was really something against him keeping you from noticing him.

But now, it's gonna be him. You'll notice him, and nobody else today.

It was a day when the Children of Ares had stolen you from the Children of Aphrodite to use you as their human target. You stood there, holding a wooden target in front of yourself they were aiming at.

And as one of them made you stumble back from their weapon hitting the wooden target you held, Percy saw your eyes stucking towards where he was. But as he heard you say "Will!", he felt his blood boil and his eyebrows furrow, his fists clenching.

He felt you pass right by him to walk up to the Son of Apollo, he glared at the blond boy with what seemed like the other Demigod healing a bruise you had on your arm casually.

"God damnit...!" Percy groaned out, kicking a rock as his fists wete clenched tight and that his blood was boiling in complete anger.

"Uh... Percy, you're good...?" Grover asked softly, a hint of worry in the Satyr's tone as he watched Percy's action, the Demigod's Protector wondering what was happening to him all of a sudden.

"It's gonna be me." Percy muttered, glaring towards Will as the Son of Apollo was the one you had ran up to, passing through him as if he didn't even existed, these words were the only one he could think about: It's gonna be me.