You had been at camp for a while without getting claimed, and you were just starting to think it wasn't in the cards, which was a bummer. At least the Hermes Cabin, where all the unclaimed kids went, was welcoming. Messy, but at least the people there cared about you. They almost treated you as if you were one of their own. Almost.

It was a day of War Games, this time the campers had chosen capture the flag. You and Percy Jackson had gotten into an altercation during it, one thing had led to another, and you were on the edge of a cliff, shouting loudly over one another about who was right. A crowd had formed around you to watch the fight.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent, staring almost directly above your head. What had happened?