I stared at the entrance of camp, not sure whether if it was right for me to go on.  The Doctor had taken me here using his TARDIS, or his blue box.  Call it whatever you want.

From a distance, the Doctor leaned against his box to make sure that I enter safely.  Despite the fact that I’m supposed to become peaceful and all that, I still brought the bomb along just in case.

The screaming of a little girl had gotten my attention, I turned around to see that she was me and was being chased by the monster that the Doctor referred to as a “Dalek”.

“EXTERMINATE!!!” the monster screamed.

It occurred to me that the TARDIS was a time machine, and had taken me back to the day when I tried to get into camp.  I’ve seen enough shows where coming in contact with your other self would cause chaos so I quickly ran and hid behind the camp entrance sign’s poles.

From there, I watched the scene again.  My younger self was sent off and the Dalek came forward, ignoring me.  I sat down against the pole, wishing that I had popcorn so I could enjoy finding out what really did happen once I had left the camp.

The Dalek continued approaching, Percy and Luke both backed up even though they knew that there was a shield protecting them.  Once the Dalek reached the shield, it passed through.  The mother-hugger just passed through as if it didn’t exist at all.  The boys screamed then ran into camp, yelling their warnings to anyone that would listen.

Children from the Hephaestus cabin came running to the scene, one at a time they shot arrows at the Dalek in order to find the right kind of metal to use against it, but all had bounced off.  “WE DON’T HAVE ANYTHING THAT CAN HELP US!” one of the campers yelled.

“Chris!” a girl screamed, her hair was beautifully long, shiny, and black.  “Leave the thing, we must escape!”

“I’VE GOT TO TRY, GO TO THE BUNKER THAT I TOLD YOU ABOUT!” he hollered over the ruckus caused by the Dalek.  “NOW!”

The Dalek cruised around, apparently amused by the realization that the demigods had gotten and the fear that it had caused.  It wouldn’t start shooting until some demigods actually start to run away or until they pose as a threat.

“They need you,” the doctor muttered from behind me.  “Save them before one dies.”

“But I can’t do anything, they have tried everything.”

“Their bombs are too strong, they don’t want to risk blowing up the camp.  But you have one that is weak,” he reminded me.

I had no idea that he knew about the bomb that I had in my shoulder bag, I looked back at him with a look of panic.

“Help them.”

I ran over to the scene, no one noticing me through all the chaos.  Demigods ran in all directions, Ares children wore thick armor and held their spears above their head as they cheered.  An electric spear was thrown by one of the tough-looking black-haired Ares girls, her eyes set on kill.  The spear bounced off, not even getting to shock the mechanical monster.

I moved quickly on my feet, taking the bomb out of my bag as I advanced.  I rolled behind the Dalek, in a split second I attached the killer to the killer while skillfully using duct tape.  While rolling away, the robot started shooting beams at me, barely missing.  It soon lost interest in me as a young blonde boy with gray eyes threw a rock at the Dalek’s camera thing that it uses for seeing.

“Cadence, get out!” someone yelled.

“Shoot the bomb!” I demanded.  “Aim and run!”

“EXTERMINATE!!!” the Dalek screeched as it started spinning around in circles and shooting randomly.

Finally, an arrow made a lucky shot and the ticking started.  “RUN!” I screamed, setting the example by sprinting away with all that my legs would give me.  Others followed and soon enough there was an explosion.  We ducked and hit the ground, hoping that it would make a difference when it came to safety. 

I turned to look at the place where the Dalek had once stood, now the ground was three feet deeper.  The Dalek, well the pieces were there but there was this one unidentified piece of burned flesh that the Athena kids later took to study.  The metal was used for projects in the Hephaestus cabin; they probably would save it for an important project.

Yet the part of the entire event that I won’t remember is the sound of the Doctor leaving.  It sounded exactly how it did when he came, the cranking of a dieing pencil sharpener.  He never said good bye, maybe he plans to do it later.

As for me, well no one really knew who had attached the bomb but everyone knew that Dan, son of Apollo was the one that had made the bomb go off.  I can’t exactly say that I’m jealous; he was then given the job of teaching archery.

I now spend my days known as “the undetermined girl”.  Even when Percy had made the gods promise to claim their children by the age of twelve, I sat as an unclaimed fifteen-year-old while everyone else over the age of twelve was being claimed.  I don’t really mind because I know who my father is, but would it really hurt that much to claim the child that had saved all the rest of your children?

Life is unfair, yeah I got it.  Just, if you’re at camp and you meet someone that says “call me the Loner”, that is me.  Do me a favor and when you finally meet me, ask me if I am your mummy and that’ll be our little code saying that you know my past.  I’m not saying it out loud, only this one time that I’m typing it.

Are you my mummy?