I was taken by some friends to a cabin that was decorated like an under the sea scene. Nobody else was in the cabin but people told me stories of Demi-Gods that used to live there, the main one was of a Percy Jackson, who seemed like they were some very influential hero however many years ago he was alive. I had an idea I would hear about him some more.
I felt very calm inside the cabin. I was alone but I made myself at home on a bunk. I was the only one that looked like it had been used with a slight dent in the mattress. It made me feel better that other living people had been here.
Flinging myself onto the bunk I looked up, on one of the slats there was a carving. There was a heart with Percy and Annabeth written inside, my guess was that they were together at some point. Although there was another set of carvings labelled: children of Poseidon, underneath there were only two names, Percy and Tyson. Im guessing they were the ones who started the list off. Using my penknife that was given to be by my mother when I was younger I carved Carlisle underneath Tyson. I kind of had a significant meaning that I had done that. It was as though I was meant to be there.
A sharp knocking to the door brought me back to my senses. Upon opening in came a young girl with green hair and moss coloured skin. Upon enquiring her name she said that she was Flora, the wood sprite. She then presented me with a package from the big house. She said some of things inside have been waiting for me for years from my previous siblings. As she left I went to sit on my bed and open the package.