After Percy was questioned on how he got to camp and how he knew that Hestia was his mother, Chiron let Percy have a room in the big house since his mother didn't have a cabin, just another reason to hate camp.
30 minutes later
Percy sighed and sat on his bed. He was only at camp for about 45 minutes and he was already missing the wild, missing the grass and dirt, and he certainly missed his pack and patrons. He was miserable. The campers here had no manners and the Ares campers always picked a fight with whoever they could. But things could be worse, as Percy was almost put with the Hermes campers before Chiron realized that it was completely full. Before Percy knew it, it was time for dinner.
I apologize that it is really, really, really, short. But I just needed to update, dont want any of you killing yourselves ;)
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The hero of flames.
FanfictionPerseus Jackson has withstood years of abuse and torture since he was as young as three . He watched as his mother was killed by his stepfather,but as her life force started to slip away she prayed to a certain goddess of the hearth to at least get...
