Back to Camp Half-Blood

"I feel like that there is someone out there who understands me better than my mom. What I experienced that couple of days was something that someone would never want to have. Sadly, now I know, there are kids like me also that have the same problems."

Maia is a normal girl. Or, that's what she's been told. Turns out, she is a very powerful demi-god. Her brother personally took the liberaty of defeating one of the most powerful titans out there.

Wonder how Annabeth ever found Percy in his dreams?!?

I've created this cuz a) I feel bad for poor Leo who's been left a loner and b) I waited long enough for a daughter of..... oops almost gave it away. As you might of guessed, this is a spin-off of Percy Jackson and The Olympians and Heroes of Olympus series.



30. Wartime Efforts

I woke up with the early rays of the sun peering through the window on the girls side of the Poseidon cabin. I checked my watch. It was 5:02am. August 1st. The Feast of Spes. Also known as the day the Romans right outside of the camp borders were going to attack us and the day Gaea, the Earth Mother, was expected to wake. I just wished that the world could just stop for 5 minutes so I  could have that time to sleep. I was up until one this morning doing perimeter checks with the Stolls and Will Solace. Cecil from the Hermes Cabin and Lou-Ellen from the Hecate Cabin came to relieve us of duty, but Will insisted that he stayed. He said something about not fighting on the front lines anyway. I had fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. A loud bang came from the door. Shimmying out of my sleeping bag, I went and answered the cabin door. 

"Sister," I heard and looked up. Tyson was standing outside in his camp shirt jeans and his hair slightly ruffled from Ella the Harpy. "It is time for KABOOM!" He said trying to be enthusiastic, but not quite achieving the sound as if his heart wasn't fully in it. 

"Yeah bud. It's time to KABOOM their evil dog headed people. As well as their giant onagers." I patted Tyson on the hand. "Want some peanut butter before we go? I have to get dressed anyway." 

"Please, peanut butter." Tyson was still a child even though he was six feet or taller. Average Cyclopes height. He ducked his head to barely squeeze into the doorway and followed me to the boys side of the cabin where Percy was rumoured to have kept extra peanut butter jars under the bed. I decided to test that theory as I ventured into the boy's section of the Poseidon cabin. There was a shield hanging on the wall just beside of one occasion the lower bunk beds. I bent down.and looked under the bed and pulled out a box. I hate rummaging through people's personal items, but feeding Tyson before the battle of a lifetime was good. In fact it was great, because then I wouldn't have to hear him complain while I got dressed into battle armour. This was a day that I was dreading since the official beginning of the summer. My nightgown swept the floor as I stood up and handed the peanut butter jar to Tyson.

"Knock yourself out bud, but not literally or we are screwed in the battle this morning." I chuckled a little as I passed the peanut butter jar over to Tyson. "Stay here and eat, I need to get changed into my armour. I don't want to fight in my nightgown and housecoat, now do I?" Tyson let out a small giggle on the thought. I walked back into the girls area and pulled out my camp t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I took off my shirt and put my bra on, clipping it swiftly behind my back. I pulled the right strap on first and then the left, somebody else knocked on the door. I sighed with ignorance as I slipped my nightgown back on to go and answer the door. The person knocked again, but this time it was more urgent seeming and loud. I flung the door open to reveal Conner Stoll standing alongside his brother, Travis, both dressed in full battle armour and raring to go and join the other people that were starting to form a cluster on Half-blood Hill. 

"Hello..." Travis said as he blushed a little and Conner fox-whistled and I slapped him on the cheek. 

"Shut up, you two. What do you want? And yes, I am trying to get ready. Tyson beat you to the wake-up call."

"Can we come in and sit?"

"You're not watching me, you asses. Go and sit with Tyson." I pointed to Tyson who was sitting on the ground eating the peanut butter from the jar. I walked into the other side and grabbed my oversized camp shirt and slipped it on over my nightgown, as I no longer could full trust the company in the other room. I carefully shimmied out of the nightgown, and this time put on my jeans. I slipped my socks on, the patterns on them were really cute. I had bought them at the camp store and the pattern was black and white stripes with little satyrs playing pan-flutes. I laced my converse up over the socks and grabbed my armour that was sitting on the bed opposite to mine. I then headed back into the other room. "Alright boys, let's go kill some monsters or Romans. Or both works for me."I said trying to sound enthusiastic, but like Tyson, I lacked the actual enthusiasm. I turned off the lights and Tyson stood up, exiting the cabin. Again, he barely missed the top of the doorway. Conner and Travis followed behind and I was the last one out. The four of us walked up towards Half-blood Hill to face a certain death we all knew was coming, but none of us wanted to point out. I guess that is another good thing about today. I placed my gold helmet on my head and slipped my sword in the loop of my jeans, where a belt would usually go.


If I was going to die today, which I probably was, I was going to go down fighting.

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