<strong>Maria Deno</strong><br/><br/>For the first time in her life Maria actually felt like she belonged here.  OK, so she had only been at Camp Half Blood a matter of hours, but already she knew this was the place for her.  She didn't feel like the freak here, she was surrounded by others who were the offspring of the Gods of Olympus.<br/><br/>It had been a shock when she had realised that her old friend Thomas wasn't actually the person she had always assumed him to be.  Her constant companion had revealed himself to be a satyr, a guide to half bloods.  He had tried to explain it, but at the time they had been running the last hundred meters or so towards the magical gates of the camp that would offer her and him protection.  Or so he said, she had yet to believe it. Some monster was chasing them, what exactly it was she wasn't sure, but Thomas had screamed monster and she had run.<br/><br/>“Next time you have a revelation of this magnitude Tommy, tell me when I not running for my life” she had called over her shoulder she leapt a fallen tree.  “Lets get to this mystical camp and then you can tell me all about it.”<br/><br/>Now here she was.  Surrounded by kids of all ages, seeing things that she knew couldn't be real but where every bit as real as she was.  Everything made sense now, her dyslexia, the way her mind worked.  She had always analysed things, always looked at something and worked out a better way to do it.  Now she could see she had been right, she wasn't some freak, she was a half blood, the as yet unclaimed daughter of a God or Goddess.  Which she had no idea, one day, if they so choose too, they would claim her.  But for now she was safe, and had somewhere to stay.<br/><br/>Hearing Abigale call the unclaimed, amongst others, Maria followed, not rushing, taking the time to study her surroundings and see what there was here to do.  It was hard to believe, all this going on and normal mortals couldn't see it.  Something Thomas called the Mist.  She shook her head, this was definitely the revelation.  It would take a little while to get sued to it, but for now she had to find a bunk and get settled.  For the first time on a while things were actually looking up.