On the bus ride to 'camp halfblood' Max explained everything. He told us that he was a child of the sun god, Apollo, and had a very rare gift of controlling the light. Apparently camp is in New York City, and these goat men called Satyrs were all busy with other demigods, so they sent Max to protect me instead. Max explained everything about everything. Monsters, gods, being dyslexic and ADHD, powers. Everything.

He said that I was most likely a child of Demeter, being as the plants exploded. He said the wall was probably me because there was dirt behind it, and Demeter and her children have control of plants and roots underground. When he was finished, Amber sighed.

"But, this is a Greek camp?" Asks Amber. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail and she is wearing fresh jean shorts and a red t-shirt from the store we went to before we got on the bus. My dad gave us some cash for our trip. Max nods.

"Then why am I going if you think I'm Roman?" She asks.

"If your parent does claim you and you are Roman, then we will send you to a Roman camp, camp Jupiter. But your so far away we will bring you to camp halfblood first. We've done that with other halfbloods too. And sometimes, the Roman and Greek don't feel at home with their side, so they transfer camps. Happens all the time ever since Jason Grace," Max says. Amber just nods and stares out the bus window, you can see the gears in her brain turning.

"Who is Jason Grace?" I ask. Then Max launches into a volley of explaining yet again.

"There was this prophecy-the prophecy of the seven. They were the most powerful demigods in history. Tho to this day, all of them except one lives in New Rome, a safe haven for demigods to live in. They are all in their 30s now and visit camp halfblood every now and then. They saved the world by defeating an evil goddess called Gaea-the mother of the earth. Jason Grace is a son of Jupiter, the Roman form of Zeus. The demigod who does not live with the rest of them in New Rome lives with his girlfriend Calypso. His name is Leo. He died and came back with his girlfriend-don't ask-and now they run a small shop in New York. Anyway, thank the gods that there hasn't been a prophecy since, and we've lived in peace for fifteen years since Gaea's fall," Max says.

"And what did Gaea do that was so bad? Isn't Mother Earth supposed to be...you know...all happy and rainbows and flowers?" I ask. Max's gaze turns dark.

"I got to camp when I was nine, I was on the run from monsters after my mom died from overdose of drugs, and then I found camp while running from a hellhound-that's the monster Amber was fighting and killed earlier. I heard that Gaea opened the doors of death so monsters couldn't die, and she raised her sons-the giants-to kill all the demigods and rid the gods, and rule the world," Max says.

"Wow, Mother Earth isn't very nice then..." I say. Suddenly the bus stops.

"Strawberry fields, New York City!" The driver calls.

"That's us," Max says. We stand up and follow him off the bus, and we stand looking up at a big grassy field as the bus drives away. Strangely enough, another person had gotten off the bus with us. An old lady with big bushy white hair and a skirt and blouse stands behind us, staring right at me.

Oh no!

It would certainly be tragic if one of them died...

-Amber❤️