"N-new... camper!" a satyr came running into the arena, he gasped for air, clutching his sides as the campers who were training stared at him. Everyone shared an excited look and ran for the exit.
Crowds were congregating at the foot of the hill. In the cenre stood Mr. D and a young girl on the ground. I pushed through to find my friend Lisa.
"Oh great, another little brat to kind of look after," he upturned his nose and clicked his fingers, several satyrs stood attentively, "someone pick the thing up and take it to the hospital, goodness knows she may have broken something," he looked gleefully around, his malicous eyes lingering on me for a moment, and walked off.
Several satyrs lifted her off the ground and began walking to the Big House. I followed at their side as they placed her gently on a bed, all the time I sat beside her and waited till her eyelids fluttered and her eyes opened a little.
"Hey Lisa, nice to see you," I smiled. Her eyes opened wide then and she looked around, almost scared, "relax," I whispered and placed a hand on her arm, "I'm here."
She sighed and rested her head back on the pillow, "what is this place?" she asked.
"It's Camp Half-Blood, it's home to demi gods, since you managed to get in, it means you're one too, you have powers," I laughed gently and brought out a lighter, "see," I flicked it and the fire erupted out, I held my other hand out palm facing upwards and the flame jumped to it, then danced around my fingers.
She looked at me like I was insane and passed out again, "you'll get used to it," I sighed and waited for her to wake up again.