A Tale of Griffins and Half-Bloods

Being a monster is hard enough. Being a monster who needs demigods to help you is even worse. Being a monster who needs help from demigods against other monsters is living hell.
And you thought being human was hard.

(Okay so I'm now realising my huuuuuge mistakes in consistency with the actual books so please bear with me that will be fixed I swear.)


20. It finally arrives. The time we've all been waiting for. - Alyx

It felt like we had only just finished lunch when dinner time arrived. I sat at the Athena table, near the end of the bench, still thinking about what might happen this summer. It was still early June, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen soon.

I glanced over to Zeus’s table, picking at the food on my plate. Cinder hadn’t shown for dinner, just as he hadn’t for breakfast or lunch. I thought he would have shown for this meal at least, even if he didn’t plan to eat something. Dinner was more formal than the other two meals. It was during this time that announcements were generally made, so no campers dared miss it. I frowned, looking toward the head table. Chiron’s gaze flitted toward cabin one’s table every so often, but his expression remained unchanged.


At last came the time the entire camp had been waiting for. Excitement rippled through everyone present as plates were cleared away, accentuated with the sound of the conch being blown. 

The campers stood at their tables, me included, and everyone went silent.

From one side of the pavilion, Annabeth strode into view. In her hands she held our Cabin’s flag, grey with our trademark owl. Malcolm hurried along behind her, and the pair came to a halt beside Chiron. From the opposite side, Katie Gardener, and her half-sister, Miranda, stepped up. They held their own cabin’s flag, which was a deep shade of green, like fresh grass after rain, with a picture of golden grain embroidered on the silk.

It was at this point that the bird decided to grace us with his presence. All ceremony halted for a few a few minutes as he appeared in the sky above us, landing softly a small ways off. A few mutters moved through the crowd as he stepped up onto the pavilion, staying close to its edge, as far from the demigods as he could be. He mumbled an apology before falling silent, scanning the four demigods that stood before the others, holding their banners. He seemed confused. I turned back to the front, noticing Chiron watching him, before I looked back to Annabeth.

Our Cabin had allied with Poseidon, Apollo, Hermes, Hecate, and Iris for this particular week.

The residents of Cabin Four had allied themselves with Ares, Hephaestus, Dionysus, Nike, Touche and Hebe.
Hypo and Aphrodite had elected to sit the activity out, as they often did. Instead they sat on the sidelines, making sure armour was straightened, giving a couple of pep-talks and the like. As Nico wasn’t with us currently, and Thalia was off with the hunters, there weren’t any other cabins to participate.

Chiron cleared his throat, effectively silencing those gathered. He began his usual speech, welcoming back the few half-bloods that had arrived today, before he moved on to announcing the teams for the cabins that weren’t leading. More often than not, the actual roster for each team was kept a secret by the cabins leading each, so every cabin only knew which one they themselves had allied to.

The centaur finished listing off the names, allowing a moment’s pause for any who weren’t listening to be told by their cabin-mates, before he continued.

“As everybody no doubt knows, we have a guest with us this week.” He gestured toward Cinder, who looked as though he’d been jolted awake with a cattle prod. He edged backwards as demigods turned to look at him. “And some of you may also be wondering whether he will participate in our tradition.” There were a few affirmations scattered throughout the crowd. Cinder narrowed his eyes, watching Chiron. “Mr. D personally sees no harm in the griffin attending, given the monsters that already swarm the forest, however some restrictions must be put in place.”

The centaur’s expression said all they needed about how he ‘personally’ felt about allowing Cinder to participate. His eyes were uncharacteristically cold when he looked upon the bird.

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