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Chapter 3

When I got back to Sam's, I ran to the quest room I had slept in. I went trough my stuff, trying and failing to find a first aid kit. I groaned, the Empousa bite was hurting like Hades. I ran back downstairs and luckily found Emily in the kitchen.

"Good morning!" She said, smiling even though she had some nasty scars on her beautiful face.

"Morning! Would you mind giving me the first aid kit? I fell down on my run and broke the skin on my knee." A lie, but what can you do.

Emily frowned but nodded and went to fetch the kit. When she returned, I thanked her quickly and sprinted back to my room. The pain was killing me, literally. I poured cleansing solution straight into the wound and had to bite my tongue not to scream out loud. I poured some more until I was satisfied, using a large band-aid to cover it up. Then I began to search for some ambrosia and nectar. They would keep me alive while my body fought against the poison that had winded up into my blood by the bite. I lay down onto the bed and let the godly food do its work.

First day back and already two separate monster attacks. Nice, I was almost as lucky as Percy.

Finally, after an hour of just laying on the bed, the pain diminished. Although I had had ambrosia and nectar, I was still quite hungry, so I headed downstairs. I smelled the muffins the second I opened my door and ran all the way down. Ahh, muffins, my one and only weakness.

Emily smiled at me as I grabbed a blueberry muffin and poured myself a glass of milk.
"All sorted out, then?" She asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, it wasn't that bad, only a little cut."

"Sam up yet?"
Emily smiled again and shook her head. Holy Apollo that woman was all sunshine and daisies.

"I'll go wake him up," I said cheerfully. As I passed the fireplace, I threw the last of the muffin and whispered "Thanks, dad" to the fire.

To say that I was still pissed he had forgotten to fetch me yesterday was to put it mildly. I was enraged. My own big brother! Revenge was so sweet.

"Yo, lazy ass! Wake up, wake up, wake up." I jumped onto his bed, nearly jumping on him. The bastard just groaned, so I left to get something more efficient. When I returned, I poured the whole bucket of ice cold water over my dear big brother.

"What the hell! Ellie!" I ran away, laughing like a madman, while Sam got up and chased after me.

"Emily, save me!" I yelled and hid behind her. She laughed at the sight of Sam, water still dripping from his hair. He had an evil grin on his face. I squealed and ran outside, only to run into a wall of something soft but firm. I held my nose as I had hit it quite hard when running into the walk of muscle in front of me.

I looked up and smiled before running behind him.

"Paulie, save me! Sam is being mean!" My childhood best friend and crush, Paul Lahote had grown like the other Quileute boys I had seen. Last time we saw each other he was only a head taller than me, now I had to bend my neck just to be able to see his face.

But instead of laughing and playing along, Paul froze at the sight of me, I just didn't realise it until a moment later.

"Paul?" I peeked at him from behind his back. Paul turned to stare at me. Suddenly Sam came over, gripping Paul by the shoulder and dragging him outside. I attempted to follow them but Emily stopped me.
"They have some business to get over with. I think it's best if you and I wait here until they come back."

I knew she was keeping something from me, but for once I let it go. If it was important, I would find out eventually.

I could hear them yelling at each other. Then a loud bang, when someone hit the wall. Hard.
Finally they came back inside, Sam seething with rage, Paul eyeing him murderously.

"Come here, Ellie! I haven't seen you for ages," Paul said and opened his arms, smiling widely. I went over to hug him. His arms pressed me tightly against him until we heard Sam clearing his throat quite loudly. Paul took a step back.

"I came over to tell you that Brady has some weird shit to tell you." Paul said to Sam, who seemed to understand, as he nodded.
"Let's go then."
And off they ran to the woods, Paul glancing at me over his shoulder and smiling. I waved at him a little and went to grab another muffin. Holy Hera, they were delicious.

When Sam got back eventually, I would pester him about whatever it was Paul had come to fetch him for.

When Sam did get back, he did not come alone. No, he had a whole herd of steroid stuffed boys with him, Paul and Jake included. Oh, and Leah too. She and I go way back.

Sam was staring at me and I could tell he was angry.

"What's up, bro? Why the whole squad? Gonna beat me up?" Paul growled at that but Sam remained silent, just staring at me.

"What were you doing this morning?" He asked too casually. Oh, Hades, I'm not saying anything until you do, big brother.
"I went for a run. Why?"

"It's not safe in the forest."
I shrugged.
"I'm fine."

"You shouldn't do it."
"I said I'm fine, you idiot!"

I could see Sam's nostrils grow larger. Ooh, scary.

"Stop with the lies, Ellie."
"You first. Don't think I don't know you are hiding something from me."
"Fine," he said. "Paul, do you mind?" Paul shook his head and walked a bit further away from me. He tossed his shirt off and I was going to ask something when Sam looked at me, shaking his head. Paul started to shake violently and then, he changed into a giant wolf. A freaking wolf. Oh, I see. That wolf in the woods was one of them.

I walked over to Paul as if it was no big deal, and held my hand out to scratch him behind his ear. He seemed to like that and I could hear laughter behind us. Paul growled at them.

"Oh hush, you. Let them laugh. You're the one getting petted. Their loss." Paul hummed approvingly and pressed his head into my hand. Then he suddenly licked my face.
"Ew, gross! Why did you do that for?" I said as I wiped my face. He barked and waved his tail a bit.

Apparently Sam had had enough.
"Go and change back Paul. Ellie has some explaining to do." Paul jogged off to the house and returned soon wearing shorts.

"So, what's up with this wolf thingy? Are you all wolves? Ooh, do you have a pack and like an alpha or something like real wolves? This is so exciting!"

"You know the old tales, that's what's up, yes, we're all wolves, yes we're actually two packs, Jake and I are alphas. Now stop dodging the subject! You know we know what happened this morning! Brady saw you and you saw him! Tell me what the hell is going on or so help me..."

"Fine, fine, untwist your knickers! I get it, you're the big scary alpha!"
Alright, where should I start? My dad? Or how I found out about everything?

"Well, what's taking so long? Start talking little sis! We told you our secret, it's time you tell us yours."

"Just hold on a moment! I'm not sure where to start."

"Start at the beginning, that usually helps," said Paul with a gruff voice.
I nodded, breathing in and breathing out.

"As you all probably know, I'm not a daughter of Joshua Uley-"
"What has that got to do with anything? You're still my sister-" Sam started.
"It has to do with everything! Sam, please, just shut up until I'm done. It'll be easier for both of us."
My brother nodded, but I could see in his eyes that he was annoyed and ready to fight for us if anyone dared to question our relationship as siblings.

"It all started, or should I say, my life started, when mom met my dad. One thing you should know about my dad is that he is a ladies man. No woman can say 'no' to him, so you shouldn't blame my mom too much. He's got the looks, he's got the money and above all, he can make what ever you want to happen. So the moment mom met him, she didn't stand a chance, because when my dad wants something or someone, he gets it. Probably the only exceptions are my aunt's... Friends, I guess you could call them."

"Do we really have to hear her praising her rich daddy? Get to the point already," huffed Leah annoyedly. I glared at her.
"If you're going to want to understand what I'm telling you, I have to tell you about my dad."
"Let her continue, Leah," said Jacob.

"So, when I was born, mum had only met my dad for a few times. By the time I was born, he had been gone for months. Mum would not talk about him and I didn't dare to ask. Then things at home went so bad, I had to leave to New York earlier than I had planned. I wasn't even in the school yet. Then luckily, I got in and moved to the dorms. Remember, this was almost four years ago." Sam looked guilty at that, but I let it slide.

"It was my first week living there, when one night, I heard yelling from the outside. I grabbed my kitchen knives in case they were some dangerous junkies or something and went to look, stupidly I admit, what was going on. I was shocked to see that two girls with bows were fighting agains an enormous dog with red eyes and fangs as long as kitchen knives. Later I learned that those kind of beasts were called hellhounds and that they are beasts of the Underworld."

"Like in Supernatural?" Asked Seth excited. I smiled at him tiredly.
"Like in Supernatural, except meaner, bigger and more dangerous than what Dean and Sam had to face."
"And those girls were fighting it?" He asked, taken aback. I nodded.
"Just fought one myself yesterday when you all were making s'mores."
Sam and Paul let out a sound which resembled a growl.

"Aw, relax, it's long dead!"

"Anyway, back to my story! So, seeing these girls fight off a beast like I've never seen before, my first instinct was to either call the cops or the army or try to help them. So, I did the most rational thing I could think of and grabbed my kitchen knives and threw them at the beast. Of course, they weren't celestial bronze so they had no affect on it, and it ran after me. I of course ran right back to my room, a giant beast right behind me. The girls, the Hunters they are called, ran after us, shooting arrows at the beast. Somehow the hounds skin was like bulletproof vest, the arrows did no harm, only irritated it more. Finally, the other one of the girls yelled at me to throw something to its mouth. I obeyed and threw my Chinese takeout leftovers towards its snout. The beast opened its mouth and the Hunters shot an mouthful of arrows at it. And poof, no more Mr Hellhound!"

"You threw your Chinese takeout leftovers at it? Blasphemy!" Yelled Seth.
"I know, I know, but it was a life-or-death kind of situation, so I chose life, thank you very much."

"So what happened then, wonder girl," sneered Leah. I rolled my eyes at her.

"The girls were called Phoebe and Katie, and they were a part of a group called the Hunters of Artemis, I'll tell you more about them later. The girls explained to me that I needed to come with them, that they would take me to a camp of sorts, because as Phoebe said, 'she's not ready to join us yet'. So we took a bus, if you can believe it, and headed out of the city. And that is how I got kicked out of my dormitory for good. The mess I left behind was really something else."

"Anyway, we headed to this camp, which I of course did not really get, but hey, these girls had just killed a gigantic beast, I wasn't saying 'no' to them. And we arrived at this camp, in the middle of night, might I add. Then I met the Chiron, one of the dudes in charge of the camp. I watched a tutorial video at the main house and then I was thrown into cabin eleven with the rest of them."

"Wait, hold on! What was the tutorial video about? And why to cabin eleven?" Sam was confused.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot you don't know anything! I usually tell this story to the insiders, if you know what I mean."
"No, I certainly do not know what you mean, Ellie! That's why I asked."
"Fine Sammy, but untwist your knickers again." The boys laughed.

"Alright then, the tutorial. Well, it practically went like this:
'Have you seen beasts and things the others around you cannot? Do you not know who your other parent is? Do you have powers you cannot explain? You are not alone. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, where everyone is just like you. Come live with us, feast with us, train with us and kill monsters with us!' Yup, I think that was the main content. And every newcomer starts at cabin eleven, that's just how it goes."

"But what does it mean?" Asked Seth.
"Holy Hera, you guys are slow! It means that I'm a half-blood."
They were silent for a moment.

"So half human and half... What?"
"See, this is where my dad comes into picture. Half god, I'm half human and half god, also known as half-blood or demigod."

Everyone except Sam and Paul burst into laughter. It took them a while, poor wolves.
"Wait, you're actually serious?" Asked Leah, still laughing her ass off.
"Yes, I'm serious! You think I come up with this shit?" She shrugged.

"So, your dad is a god? Not like the God? You're not the new Messiah or anything?" Aw, Seth is so adorable! I had to laugh.
"No, I don't know anything about God with capital G, but I'm talking about gods, in plural. I'm talking about Ancient Greek gods, who were real, are real and did not die with the Ancient Greek cultures."

"Greek gods?" Asked Sam uncertainly.
"Greek gods, every single one. And my dad is one of them."
"So, your dad. Would we know him, like would we have heard of him?" Asked Jake.
"Um, I guess so, he's one of the twelve Olympians, so he's not a minor god."
"You going to tell us or are we supposed to guess?" Asked Seth. Bless that little boy.
"I think it's better if I just introduce myself, like a proper demigod." I took a little space around me and took my bow out, my arrows and quiver appearing on my back.

"I am Elizabeth, co-head counsellor of cabin seven, sister to Will and Michael and many more, a medic and archer for my Camp, defeater of numerous hellhounds and just this morning two Empousai, and the daughter of Apollo, god of the Sun, archery, medicine and horrible poetry."

The Sun flashed too bright, nearly blinding me.
"Sorry dad! Your poetry is awesome!" I yelled at the sky. The others looked at me like I was crazy. I shrugged.
"He can hear me. How else do you think he heard I called his poetry terrible?"

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