It was a normal day for Camp Half-Blood...that was, until they saw you. You were running throught the woods, bleeding from your forehead, not knowing, you were secretly being spied on by demigods.

Percy: "I wonder what they're running from." Annabeth: "It doesn't matter! It's probably a monster, for all we know! We should go help them." Frank: "I honestly agree with Annabeth." Leo: "They look young, possibly 5 or 6." Nico: "...In that case, I guess we're helping them?"