A Hero Was Born: Chapter Five

''Why me? Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be me?'' Wake's mind was full of distress. The camp director must've sensed it, because he gave wake a cup of golden liquid

"Drink this.", he said. Wake was confused at the sight of an unfamiliar liquid. He thought the man was trying to poison him. The man must've read Wake's mind, because he drank some himself.

"Son of Zues, you should be familiar with this. I believe you've drank this once a day ago." Wake did not want to think about what yesterday brought. He just could not bear the death of his loving mother. The camp director, however, focused his attention on another camper.

"Phillip, I believe this boy may endanger us all. We must make him as comfortable as possible, so his father does not destroy the camp." The boy named Phillip seemed to agree. He walked to Wake, who was only starring at the cup with the golden liquid.

"Hey, man. I'm Phillip." Wake looked at him oddly. He was wearing a dark-blue jacket over his orange T-shirt. Wake could bearly make-out the words ''Camp Demigod: The Fourth Most Safest Place For Demigods! ''Wake began to ponder.

"Am I a - a demigod? What makes me that?" Phillip pursed his lips, not sure whether Wake could understand all of this, but the camp director looked at him with a threatening look, like Spoil this, and we all die. Phillip did not take the chance.

"Demigods are - Well, they're like half-god, half-human. Um . . ." Phillip was trying to find the right way to explain. Wake did not need much else. He knew already that his mother's death concerned his father - who must've been a god. What kind of father actually had the power to command thunder storm? But Phillip was still not finish.

"But . . . some demigods are more dangerous than others. They can be unpredictable and dangerous, and they can throw the world into choas. The last time that happened - World War II? Over 40,000 people died. So, yeah, the three strongest gods - Zues, Posideon, and Hades, whose children started the war, swore on the River Styx and tried not to have more children. All three broke their promise. The three kids - Thalia, Nico, and Percy, were all children of these gods. They were no meant to be born. Guess you joined the We Should Not Have Been Born group. Um . . . are you OK, dude?" Wake's mind went blank. He couldn't move. His body felt like it was turned-off.

And then suddenyl, Wake fell into unconsiousness.