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As a demigod, Camp Half Blood is the best and only option to survive past childhood. You remember the demigods, who were supposed to be your saviours, pushing and sneering at you for being claimed by a minor river God. You took a deep breath, help is the only thing you need but where to find it? A pale girl suddenly emerged from the woods before you and you caught a gleam of metal from her hand. A sword? Another demigod? What luck today. You approached the girl and tapped her shoulder to get her attention. She suddenly leapt backwards in surprise and clutched the sword tighter. "Sorry," you apologized, "Camp Half Blood is that way." She narrowed her eyes at you as you told her further directions, shouldn't she be glad? "I don't care about that junk yard." She hissed at you, "I hate that place." You frowned in surprise, she is a demigod, right? "Did they reject you?" She asked eyeing your outfit. You didn't say anything, there was nothing to say. She took that silence as a yes, "Join me. Join the Hidden." Hidden? Is that some secret society? "I'm Naiyah and Hidden would be glad to take in another member. We are a group of demigods rejected by the mythical camps. Come along, will you? It will be your shift soon enough." She didn't' even bother for your agreement and just left you standing by yourself. This girl saved you and gave you a new future, maybe the group doesn't seem so bad after all.
Would you enter?
After all, it is your choice and it will affect the rest of your life.
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