Sharon: the before

2: Im alone/I meet Clarsse/Im as good as dead.

I walked to the Hermes cabin, where I'll stay at until I'm claimed.
Chris comes to meet me. "There's tour bunk." He points to a bunk that's been pushed to a corner.
"Thanks." I said and sat down. I only have the clothes I have on that are mine. That's all I needed.
Chris smiles and I smile back.
"Do you have a weapon?" Chris asks.
I shake my head no.
"By Zeus, we have to get you a weapon!" Chris exclamed.
He pulls me to a chest. "Take your pick."
I try out a few blades. All of them don't feel right.
I sigh and try some more.
None of them feel right! I thought angrily. Then I pick up a long blade with a black handle. The blade itself is black and its feels perfect.
"Woah. Never had that blade since..." His eyes widen and he takes a step back from me.
"Chris?" I already know the answer.
"You're a daughter of Hades." Chris whispers.
I narrow my eyes. "So what?"
"Hades isn't supposed to have kids!" Someone yelled.
I'm trapped among all the campers that are suddenly a mass of orange.
"Leave her alone." Someone snaps behind me.
"It's Luke." Someone whispers.
Luke Castilian?! Okay, I have to look. Goes through my mind as I turn around.
The son of Hermes, a legendary swordsman, and my savior.
Chris stares at Luke. "She's a daughter of Hades."
"So? I'm a son of Hermes!" Luke spits.
"She's a daughter of the Big Three." Chris hisses.
"Leave it to Chrion to decide. You're not head camper, so get back to work!" Luke snarls.
Chris glares at Luke and turns around and gets back to what he was working on.
Luke watches for a moment before turning to me. "Come on, Sharon."