Valerie’s bunk

Valerie walked in and threw Harbinger onto her new bunk. She unslung her backpack. It was her first day at Camp Half Blood, yet she knew it was coming. She had found the note her mother had written with instructions to Camp a half Blood months ago.Smoothing it out now, it seemed like a lifetime ago, even if it was just two years. 親愛的王奕凝，我真的希望這一天不會來。但願天神保佑你吧，我的女兒。你是一個混血兒，你的爸爸是希臘的死亡之神桑納托斯。我不能在這裏説起太多了，但是你在看這信時，而我不能保護你的話，就裏在好好聽着。怎麼方法也好，你要去到紐約的長島，在那裏有一個地方叫做混血營，我相信你會找到的。那裏會有別他混血兒。只要記得，我永遠都愛你。 王樂𣈥上
She sighed. The framed letter now stood on her bedside table. Dwelling on the past doesn’t help, she chided. Almost everyone else in camp had been paired up. She didn’t mind being alone, in fat, she liked it. But it was a bit depressing when she had to sit out team events. She flopped onto her bed and soon fell asleep, Onyx purring on the end of the bed.

Why. The one question floated around in her head. Her best friend never got to accept she was a demigod. Natalie had told her she would come next year, two years ago. Now she might not would. It was her fault. Her mistakes. Though it was not uncommon for Chinese to share the same surname, she and Natalie had always joked they were long lost sisters. The year after she fled for Camp Half-Blood. She originally just wanted to visit Natalie and her mother, but things went very wrong. She realised Natalie was a demigod too. She had just received a sign she was a child of Hermes, and just in time her satyr showed up. Too late for them both, though. Not long after, the satyr was killed. It was her mistake. If only she hastened and took her to camp earlier. She stayed at her aunts’, the very one she had fled from, as her mother was still recovering. Her aunt had a problem with luxury, and she locked her into the tiny storage room as punishment for not being back what she wanted. She was terribly claustrophobic. At least the time was right for her to catch her flight back to the Americas. Bringing along Natalie, they were attacked by a couple of centaurs and a flock of Stymphalian birds. She had only been at camp for a year, and her skills couldn’t match the centaurs. Cornered, she was forced to use her powers to defeat them. Hat was where her scar came from, a reminder of that event. Natalie was injured pretty badly and was put into a coma to save her life. She had asked one of the Apollo campers to go with her next summer to try to help her. Since she exerted too much o her powers, she was fading very badly as she tried to reach camp, being forced to shadow-travel once the plane had landed. The experience scarred her pretty badly, and she withdrew herself even more, as her nightmares tormented her sleeping hours.