Camp Half-Blood (reboot) (all are welcome)

Chiron sighed as he looked down at Azriel. "That would be Hercules, young demigod. And he is sending some of my campers on a quest to find his sons. I don't particularly approve of this. Doesn't help we have no information really about this either." He clenched his jaw. "If my campers don't come back alive, Hercules being a god won't matter. He will pay for it."

He patted the young boy on the back. "Perhaps now isn't the best time to get you settled down. Just try helping out with the panic, and calming other people down."

Amelia couldn't breathe. She couldn't do this. She couldn't go on a quest. Some demigods were born for this, to go on quests and fight monsters and find stuff. She didn't. She stayed home. She took care of herself and did her camp activities. Just because she was trained to fight didn't mean she could actually do it once she was in the position. Amelia had felt like her heart had dropped when the god had pointed at her. She could feel people around her but didn't register any of it.

"I, Heracles I think," Wendi hesitantly responded her mouth dry. This wasn't the time to go on a quest if only the dam god could have waited a week or two longer. She looked at the map in the center of the mess hall, "And I think we've just been chosen for a quest."
She took a second to glance around the mess hall as she remembered campers other than her get chosen, "Did, did you catch you else was chosen? I was, uh, a bit focused on other things."

"I, Heracles I think," Wendi hesitantly responded her mouth dry. This wasn't the time to go on a quest if only the dam god could have waited a week or two longer. She looked at the map in the center of the mess hall, "And I think we've just been chosen for a quest."
She took a second to glance around the mess hall as she remembered campers other than her get chosen, "Did, did you catch you else was chosen? I was, uh, a bit focused on other things."

“Heracles?” Being a nerd, Dove was familiar with Greek myth to some extent, but it was a whole different story when it came to seeing the gods with her own two eyes.. “Really?” Her voice was a little shaky now. “I forgot he had sons.”
She glanced at the map, then shook her head slowly. “Um, I was also focused on other things, sorry.” She looked up, trying to see if there was anyone who looked like they’d been chosen. One of the Aphrodite kids looked like she was having the same reaction to this as she and Wendi. “Um, maybe her?” She pointed to the Aphrodite girl.

"Probably, should we go ask?" Wendi asked as she began to move slowly towards the map. She could feel each of her joints unlocking from their position so she could move more easily. She would probably be more shocked if she had never seen this sort of thing, but she had been around long enough that this wasn't her first time seeing a god. Oh gods, what if she ended up being the most experienced person on this quest. She really hoped that wasn't true.

Amelia flinched back as a hand touched her. She looked up and saw Wynn. She shook slightly. "I-I can't do this Wynn. I'm not-I can't-" She couldn't finish her sentence. Her shoulder hunched as she curled into herself. A single tear left her eye and fell down her cheek. She stared at Wynn, chewing on her lip.

Amelia melted into his arms. She tucked her head into his neck and tried to focus on her breathing. She nodded her head and listen to him, letting him give her false words of hope and comfort. She was too out of it to recognize her siblings staring and whispering around her. She didn't particularly care either. She slid her arms around Wynn. "What are we gonna do?" She whispered as her heart began to slow down its beating.

"Probably, should we go ask?" Wendi asked as she began to move slowly towards the map. She could feel each of her joints unlocking from their position so she could move more easily. She would probably be more shocked if she had never seen this sort of thing, but she had been around long enough that this wasn't her first time seeing a god. Oh gods, what if she ended up being the most experienced person on this quest. She really hoped that wasn't true.

“I don’t know, maybe Chiron will call us all up or something anyway.”
After just watching Wendi move towards the map, Dove realized she should probably follow. She forced her legs to take her to up by her friend’s side. At this point, she was kind of following Wendi’s lead, being the more inexperienced of the two and having only two years at camp under her belt.

Chiron looked down at the little girl that had approached him. She couldn't even be 10 years old. Two new campers in one day. That was new. Usually, it was just one camper at a time. He raised his eyebrow at her. "I'm sorry but you are not going on this quest. We don't allow campers as young as you to go on something so dangerous. You are staying here. I promise Wynn will come back in one piece from this quest. I'll even let you have contact with him. But you are not going. You'll be a liabitly. You'll put them at risk. You will stay here, start your training and lessons."

Wendi reached out and took her friends hand as she made her way towards the map reaching down to pick it up from where it laid on the floor. She glanced around trying to see if anyone else was as shaken up and approached the girl and boy pair near the Aphrodite table, map in hand, "Um, hi there."

Amelia pulled away from wynn just enough to look up at the girls that had approached them. She stayed in Wynn's arms, taking in as much comfort from him as possible. She swallowed loudly. She raised a hand and gave a little wave. "H-hi, Wendi right?" Amelia knew almost everyone's name at camp. She liked to keep tabs on everyone as best she could. "You were chosen too?" She asked.

"Um, yeah," Wendi responded. She hadn't expected the girl to know her name. She gestured to Dove who was with her, "And this is Dove. Sorry, I don't exactly know who you two are, mind telling us you're names?"

While Amelia was usually a social butterfly, in this instance, she was the opposite. Placing her head back on Wynn's shoulder, she let him do the talking. She kept her gaze up at the two girls, watching them. She picked at her nails, an old habit she had quite long ago.

Dove gratefully squeezed Wendi’s hand as she was lead along. When they approached the Aphrodite girl and the boy from earlier, she had to do a double take.
“Oh, hi again,” she said awkwardly. “You were chosen too?” She glanced between him and Wendi. “Um, that’s Wynn by the way.”
He gaze drifted away from the discomfort and uncertainty of the moment and down to the map in Wendi’s hand, curious to analyze its contents.

Wendi gave him a hesitant smile. She thought for a moment before glancing around seeing campers still looking at the four, "Think that's everyone? Cause if so we can probably get away from everyone to calm down? Not necessarily calm down, but figure everything out at least."

(Our kiddos are all so cute together. Eek I love it.)

Amelia turned her attention to Dove. Now she remembered. Wynn had talked to her earlier that day. For a child of Hephaestus, he seemed to be a little bit more of a social butterfly than you'd expect. It was kind of cute. But she forced that thought from her head. They needed to focus right now. A god had called upon them to do a quest.

“We should probably talk to Chiron… might have some insights…” Dove suggested quietly. She was starting to retreat back into a more asocial state, unprepared with the idea of going on a quest with a whole bunch of other kids. It reminded her of the group projects she did before she came to camp. Everyone would be talking and collaborating, but Dove was always left out, and she couldn’t make herself participate in the discussion. They were never really fun experiences, and this? With the possibility of their lives on the line? She could just feel herself internally shutting down.

Amelia turned her head to Wynn. "We should probably go to the big house," she said quietly. "It'll be someplace quiet we can discuss…this. And Chiron will know where to find us." She tilted her head down to her lap, continuing to pick at her nails.

"I agree with you, let's go to the Big House," Wendi nodded slowly letting herself sink away from the leader role hoping someone else would take it up. She looked over at Wynn, "And best friend squad? More like the unluckies. At least for right now."

Dove nodded in vague agreement. She met Wynn’s eyes, appreciating the smile, but she immediately looked away. Their exchange made her realize she was in a less-than-good mood, and she didn’t want to make anybody sick, it would be the worst time to be ill. She squeezed Wendi’s hand and took deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

Wendi squeezed Dove's hand in return attempting to calm her down ever so slightly. She knew that Dove was worried about affecting others because she was stressed, but Wendi knew that Dove would be able to work ot out herself.