It was a breezy morning. Will had just eaten breakfast with his boyfriend Nico when he decided to shoot some arrows in the woods.

As he shot a few rounds off, he heard an abrupt rustling.

He knew this area. No one usually ventured out to it. But the rustling continued.

He held his bow and arrow tightly, unsure who or what it was...only for a small child to fall past a bush.

Will abruptly dropped everything upon seeing a small child - no older than 5 - now starting to cry from falling.

"Hey, hey, shh, hey it's okay. Let me see-" He lifted you up slightly to get a good look at your head, more worried about making sure you weren't injured than figuring out who you were or how the fuck a five year old got into Camp Half Blood.