I was there when he came back to camp, praised because he had saved Artemis. I was there when he sent the Golden Fleece to camp and brought Thalia back to life. I was there when Percy brought the lightning bolt back to Zeus. And Percy was cool and all, but it would've been nice to win just once. Never was I mentioned among the senior campers. Sure, I was a pretty good fighter, but Percy overshadowed me. I trained at camp, but I was never spectacular. For years, I waited for my mother to claim me, but she never did. A satyr had found me, perhaps by luck, and brought me to Camp Half-Blood. I was brought to Camp Half-Blood when I was seven years old, the same time Percy Jackson came to camp. I had to introduce myself because no one knows who I am. And, of course, you know of Jason Grace, the son of Zeus, the King of the Gods. You know about beautiful Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite and the movie star Tristan McLean. You know about witty Leo Valdez, the fire using son of Hephaestus. You've heard of wise Annabeth Chase, the daughter of Athena. Of course you've heard of brave Percy Jackson, the son of the all-powerful Poseidon, god of the seas.
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