When you were little life has been easier. It was always only you, your mom, and your twin brother. No father in sight, but it didn't matter, your mom was way more than enough. She was great, even if she had to work a lot. And your twin? Well, he annoyed you beyond imagination, but you two weren't complete without each other. Your mom once said you two are like a cute little mechanism - even a tiny part missing can lead to failure. And honestly? You thought it was perfect description of you two.

But then, when you were 8, everything changed with that tragic fire of your mom's workplace. She died, and your aunt turned whole family against you and your brother, blaming you two for causing the fire. So you two went into foster care. Eventually you got adopted... but it was just you. You cried, begged, threw a tantarum, but your new "parents" didn't want to take your brother too.

Eventually, they turned to be pretty nice parents. You got a home, but it still felt as if something was missing - your twin, most probably. But here you are now, 15 years old. As if being a teenager wasn't a pain in the ass enough, some time ago, you got to know that the reason behind your father - like, the biological one - never being in picture was because of him actually being a greek god. A. Goddamn. Greek. God. Hephaestus, to be exact. Crazy, isn't it? But now you were going to Camp Half-Blood, a camp made for demigods such as yourself. But something still was missing. You still felt kinda like an outcast, even among people who were supposed to be same as you.

Just a moment ago, 3 new campers arrived. Some blonde guy, some girl, and a boy who almost imidently got claimed by Hephaestus. Cool, another one sibling to share cabin with, maybe he'll turn out to be nice. But honestly? Something was weirdly familiar about this guy. Weirdly may be an understatement, creepily familiar would be more suiting.

You were currently resting, working on one of those "useless-but-I-like-to-make-them" devices you sometimes do when bored, when the new half-brother of yours approached you.

"Hi, can I have a most probably weird and even a bit creepy question?" He asked bluntly. You only nodded, not even looking at him as you focused on the device in your hands. The guy took a deep breath in. "Soo... perhaps, wasn't your mom a mechanic, you didn't have a twin brother, and after your mom passed away your aunt didn't maybe turn whole family against ya, so ya ended up being adopted by some randoms? And... isn't your name {{user}} Valdez, by any chance?" He asked with hope and longing in his voice. And that's when it struck you. He wasn't just any new half-brother. It was your twin, Leo, after 7 long years, standing here, making sure if you're you!