“I, I am so, so sorry, Chiron. I didn’t… I couldn’t sense it!” Oran pleaded. Where was she? Elizabeth opened her eyes and sat up. A few other people lay in beds around her, treated by a few teens. One of them, the head doctor, was glowing? “Oh, it’s not your fault! It was a h@llhound!” said a no….Elizabeth couldn’t believe it, well she could, a centaur. From the waist down he was a white stallion, but above that was a man, a man with a thick, long, brown beard and thinning brown hair. “Umm.. excuse me… where am I?” Elizabeth asked the man, who was now staring at her with a strange smile. “You are at camp half-blood!” announced the centaur. “Urrr… can you explain?” After her tour of the camp, Elizabeth was led to a cabin made of logs with the symbol of… “The Hermes cabin!” said Oran, “ All unclaimed demigods crash here until we know who their parent is!” Oran explained, he had been on edge ever since the h@llhound attack. “So… You’re saying that all demigods are unworthy of their parent’s attention, unless they’re like Zeus’ kids of something? Speaking of which, why are those cabins empty?” Elizabeth asked she fiddled with a few objects that she found inside the forges, she pointed at the four empty ones. Oran fiddled with his fingers, “Well Artemis and Hera’s cabins are honorary. As for Zeus and Poseidon… Well, the big three gods, Zeus, Hades and Poseidon, were banned from having demigod offspring after the Second World War which was basically just Hades children fighting Zeus and Poseidon’s children.” Oran sighed. “Interesting,” Elizabeth said barely focusing, “Who do you think my father might be?” Oran considered the question for a while, “Possibly a child of Hermes or maybe Hephaestus.It is really quite hard to figure out until you are claimed.” “Which might never happen.” Elizabeth added glumly as she constructed mini bow with the objects, Elizabeth aimed the bow and loaded it with a stick, the stick landed a few inches away. Oran swallowed, “Well… See you at dinner!” He walked away. “Well,” Elizabeth talked to herself, “I live in a magical camp, run by a centaur and a god! Great, just great.” She stepped into her temporary home.
> Chapter 2 < ~ This is the second chapter of my series about my OC Elizabeth Scott ~ ^ Look at my profile for the other Chapters ^ Yay
