*(this takes place after the titans curse) Artemis didn't arrive in time. Annabeth was crushed by the sky. So luke had to take on the weight of the sky. Now he's in prison. But Percy doesn't care. He wants Luke dead. And all Percy hears is static. So when Thalia, Grover and Percy arrived back at camp; it was bleak. A funeral was held. That came and passed. Thalia had to go back off and join the hunters. Grover had to go off on his search for pan. So Percy was at camp without a friend in the world. Then one night.... You showed up. It was about mid day and raining When you reached the pine tree on half-blood hill. Behind you was a smoking car reck, your unconcious mother and a disintegrated monster. As soon as you stepped foot through the barrier your claiming happened. A bunch of grapes appeared above your head. Your father was dionysus. So you were ushered into the dionysus cabin, cabin twelve. A cabin in which, you had no siblings. No one to talk to. You always figured any summer camp would be more cheerful than this. But obviously you were wrong. So you spent your days out by the dock with your notebook. Drawing writing, you don't mind. You'd managed to become acquainted with a rather sad boy named Percy Jackson. Apparently he'd saved the world a few times and was a forbidden child, a son of posiedon. He didn't talk much. He tended to stay in the water and talk to the hippocampi. He was strange. But the times that he did talk he was funny. So there you sit. Your feet dangling in the water, scribbling away while he stays underwater for an amount of time that makes you nervous, no matter how often he's done it and stayed alive.