This part was written by  5SOS4ever2828

Luke Pov

I was awakened by the sweet smell of pizza.And not just any kind , but like pizza that was made in heaven. I opened my eyes and by me was a guy with a beard but he looked pretty young. He was also wearing an orange shirt that said Camp Half Blood.

"What's going on?" I ask. The guy smiled kindly and handed me a drink that smelled like pizza.

"Just drink a little bit of this first." He told me. I took the bottle/

"Is this poison?" I ask. The guy laughed.

"Far from it. Just trust me."He said in a way like to. It was like I could count on this guy. I took a drink and almost downed the whole thing till the guy stopped me. It tasted really good.

"Don't want to drink to much or it can lead to some dangerous mistakes."He warned.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Like death but don't worry, your fine." He said it like it was no big deal.

"Okay Luke just pinch yourself and you will wake up." I told myself. The guy gave me a funny look. Oh whatever he is just part of a really weird dream.I pinch myself and yelped. Nope I was still here.

"What the hell? I want out of here." I sighed. The guy gave a warning and stern look in my direction.

"Look, I know your new here but we don't tolerate that language at Camp Half Blood. You are lucky that Mr. D was not here when you said that or you would be a dolphin at this point." He warned me. This guy can't be serious."Okay dude but I want out of here." I said and started to get up but when I got my feet on the ground and looked at the floor there were hooves not that far from me. I looked up and saw the owner was the young guy. My eyes widen.

"What are you? A horse?" I asked.

"No. A satyr." He explained. I look at him in confusion. That word was not in my dictionary. The guy sighed as if he was used to this.

"A man, a goat and horse." He explained farther. What in the world?

"Okay. Can I just get out of here? I asked. His eyes widen.

"You don't want to do that."He warned.

"Why can't I? I have every right to. You can't hold me captive here." I told him.

"Because if you do, it would be much like committing suicide." He said.

"What do you mean it's suicide?" I asked.

"Look there are monsters out to get you." He said carefully. I scrunched up my eyebrows.

"Monsters aren't real." I said.

"They are indeed very real and they are after half bloods like yourself." He said. What does he mean by that?

"What do you mean I'm a half blood?"I asked.

"You are part human and god." He explained. Okay it's official this guy is from the loony bin.

"Like Jesus?" i asked. He shook his head.

"No like the mythology ones. I am not saying there is God, but there are other gods around us. And one of them is your parent. Now tell me what your name is?" He asked. This can't be happening.

"Look, I don't know weather you are high, drunk or just insane but let me out now." I warned. The guy stepped back.

"First off, I am neither of those things especially drunk despite all the rumors that we all are.Second you are indeed part god or you wouldn't have been able to get in her.Third, I need your name.Once you give it to me, I can show you around. Alright?" He said. I sighed not having much of a choice.

"Luke. Luke Hemmings. Can I go now?" I asked.

"Yeah but quick question. Which parent is missing?" He asked. I got really confused.

"I have both of them." I answered. He sighed.

"Are you adopted or a step parent?" He asked me.

"No my mom is Liz and my dad is Andrew Hemmings." I explained.

"Luke, I'm afraid to say one or both of your parents are either keeping a secret from you and one of them is not your parent." He explained. Wait, What?

"Are you saying the person I was calling mom or dad is not my parent?" I asked.

"No, I'm just saying that they are not related by blood that's all. They are still your family." He explained.

"Okay, do you know who my real parent is?" I asked. The satyr looked to the ground.

"No, but you ,might get claimed tonight. But......." He said.

"But what?" I asked.

"There might be a chance you won't ever."He said drearily."

"Great." I sighed.

"By the way, I'm Grover and I protect you and everyone around here. The are also more  satyrs ready to help you in any other way." he told me. He then got up and took something from a drawer.

"Here is your new shirt. I'll get you some more but you will have to wear one of these everyday." He said and handed me an orange shirt that said Camp Half Blood.

"Thanks, I guess." I said and got up finding the strength I had again. i took off the shirt I was wearing and put the orange one on. I was wearing black skinny jeans(it's punk rock ) as usual.

"I'll get you some cargo shorts."Grover said.

"No way." I stated.

"It's summer and it's not a good idea to train in those." He says.

"Fine." I mumbled not wanting to get on his bad side.

"Ready to go?" He asked. I nodded and walked with Grover out of the hospital room and to the exit. When he opened the door I stared at the camp in amazement. There were hundreds of others in orange shirts fighting with swords, running, hand to had combat, and other numerous things. The outdoors were beautiful.

"Welcome to Camp Half Blood Luke." Grover told me as he smiled waiting to show me all around. This can't be happening.