Hey! I know I am pathetic at updating, but after being forced by my sister to read Percy Jackson, I became obsessed and came up with this. Enjoy!

Deep brown eyes greeted me as I woke. The face hovering above me was beautiful in a childish way- Messy black hair, freckles, a button nose, dimples. He was holding a glass of liquid, which looked like apple juice.

"Hey, you're awake!" he exclaimed, almost dropping the juice. I winced at his loud tone.

"I'm Mason!" he grinned.

"Callista" I groaned, holding my head in pain.

Memories came flooding back- the hooves, the bull man.

I quickly surveyed my surroundings. I was in a large room full of beds, each with a bedside table and window.

"This is the infirmary" Mason said, excitedly. His eyes were dancing with anticipation.

"What happened?" I croaked, my throat burning with lack of water.

"Well, you met Jake, a satyr," he began, as if I was supposed to know what that was, "You panicked and ran away, but a Minotaur had come to find you, and he attacked. He knocked you out, and Percy Jackson" he said the name as if the guy were a god, "Happened to be nearby. He killed the Minotaur, and brought you back here, Camp Half-blood, where demi-gods train-"

"Demi-gods?" I inturruputed.

Mason looked at me oddly.

"You don't know?" he said in shock.

"Know what?" I said my voice level rising.

He jumped, as if something had just occurred to him.

"Drink this" he said thrusting the glass at me. I obeyed, but I was confused when it wasn't apple juice, just this strange acidic tasting liquid. I looked at Mason expectantly, but he just mumbled something about 'didn't disintegrate'.

Then, suddenly he gasped.

"What?" I asked, searching for any change in the room that had triggered his reaction.

Mason pointed to the area above my head. I looked in the mirror on the opposite side of the room, and saw the trident hovering above my head.

Sorry it's so short, but I need to do Homework so I can't write much.

Bye- can't promise a date for an update.