Last thing you remember is a Hellhounds charging full speed at you before everything went black. What happened? What was that thing? What as your mother trying to say? Camp Half-blood? Gods? Children? You didn't hear.

Your eyes slowly fluttered open and you took in your surroundings. An infirmary and two people sitting on chairs next to your bed. A boy with black hair and a girl with blonde hair. The girl looked up and smiled softly.

"You're finally awake. I'm Annabeth, daughter of Athena." The girl introduced herself softly. The boy spoke up next.

"I'm Percy, son of Poseidon. Welcome to Camp Half-blood." He said softly, his expression mirroring Annabeth's.