Yes. You read that right. Greece has fallen...or at least the camp that has catered to Greek demigods for over three millennia has fallen. Camp Half-Blood had a traitor in their midst. A traitor with powerful allies who quickly burned the camp to the ground. Some were lost, some killed, and the rest who remained began the long trek across the country to the only place where they might be safe: Camp Jupiter.
Chiron banded what campers they had left, told them of the other camp and sent word to Camp Jupiter pleading for shelter. Chaos now threatens the camp daily with the arrival of new Greek campers to this foreign camp. This camp with strange customs and rules. While on the Roman end the Praetors are forced to hold up a balancing act of providing sanctuary while also trying to find the traitor before their home suffers the same fate as Camp Half-Blood.
New alliances are forged, new enemies are made, and these two worlds have to find some way to work together for the future of them all. Which side are you on? Which position will you take? It's time to jump in the fray because Greece has fallen.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Welcome to our site! We are so glad you are here my friend. Pull up a seat, set your weapons down and let's chat. We are a non-canon, percy jackson RP site based in Camp Jupiter. Both Greek and Roman demigods allowed. Legacies are limited. We have a very small word requirement for posting and we're pretty relaxed around here. We like drama but not the RL kind so keep this place nice and friendly. If you've got questions don't hesitate to ask!
GHF is the product of the mind of Addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian. this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by Haya to fit the site's concept and needs. most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds. all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners. if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
Claire waited a response from him as she watched him. Her blue eyes watching him very carefully trying to figure out who he was and why he was just watching her. She was exhausted of course but still had enough in her to defend her methods of training, regardless of how stupid it was. The more she observed him the more she came to realize it was a Greek sitting before her, mostly due to the orange shirt. Claire found it ironic that of all people it was a Greek. What was her business to him? She had a great distrust for the Greeks as it was unclear of their intentions here. Even more so when he had obviously been siting there watching her.
It was even more so evident as he commented on her training and then her health, saying she needed water. It reminded her of how persistent Noah could be, when she had injured herself in a spar and she was trying to keep training regardless. She took a deep breath before she lost her temper. "I am fine....and for training I have to be stronger...have to be better than I was.." she told him. Clearly the reason for her training had a deeper meaning to her. It was because she had been blinded in the tournament, made a fool and lost my default because the other camper cheated. Was she that weak she had to win by default?
The one thing that troubled her the most that he had been sitting there watching her. Why was she so entertaining to watch? To watch her flail around and trip in the dirt, making an even bigger fool of herself. Claire felt dizzy but that was probably because she hadn't eaten anything all day and been training hard in the heat of the day.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Felix Jensen
Exhaustion and fatigue and finally settled in. Her gaze scanned the field once more only now just catching a glimpse of Felix sitting on the bench watching her. Had she been in a better mood maybe she would of argued and questioned why he watched her, Yet in her current state she was far to exhausted to even bother start an argument. She pushed herself off the dummy and towards the bench in which she left her belongings. On the way she retrieved her spear. Her free hand went to her head as she felt as though the world was spinning.
She stumbled towards the bench, that happened to be right next to the one Felix sat at. She sat down dropping her spear beside the bench. She was breathing heavily and very obviously exhausted. For a long moment she stared blankly at the ground as she tried to stop the world from spinning. When she had sort of come to her senses her gaze turned to Felix. It was obvious he had been there a while, she just wasn't sure how much he had seen. She had made a fool of herself out there. Falling in the dirt and just overall failing plenty of times.
When she had caught her breath she sat up and looked over. Her gaze locking onto him. "How long have you been sitting there watching me? How much of that did you see?" she questioned. She did not recognize him too much, then again she had been to busy to really take the time and figure out who was Greek and who was Roman. Her opinion of the Greeks hadn't really changed much since their arrival.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Felix Jensen
Claire gripped the sword in she had once more picked up. She was exhausted from the nonstop training and no breaks between. She had been made a fool during the event. Blinded by the demigods magic. Never once had she felt so weak in her life. Claire could handle that but in that moment everything crumbled around her. The sudden tough act completely gone. Maybe it was why she pushed herself so much now. Trying to gain some of what she lost in that fight. Yet many would tell her to relax and take a break. Claire had no intentions of stopping until she was satisfied with the results. Anyone who tried to stop her might be met with the pointy end of her sword.
Claire continued swinging and pushing. What Felix saw was merely the good parts if the routine. She had fallen so much she was growing more and more frustrated with herself and the training session. The exhaustion probably didn't help. She charged the dummy again this time leaping towards the target. However this time she missed and fell into the dirt. Her breathing was labored, sweat dripping down her face. Yet the frustration only seemed to grow. She got to her feet balling her fists.
Ripping the cloth off she threw it to the ground in a fit of anger. She grabbed her dagger that was strapped to her belt and threw it at the dummy. The dagger landed in its stuffed head pretty deep. She looked around with tired eyes, her steps uneasy as she went to collect her dagger. She hadn't even paid attention to those around her. For the moment completely unaware of Felix sitting there watching and sketching. Claire but a hand to her forehead and wiped away some of the sweat. Grabbing her dagger for a moment she leaned into the dummy to keep from falling over.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Felix Jensen
Claire soon broke off from Nathan as the rest of the party commenced. Claire wasn't the type to enjoy parties all that much. They weren't her thing. She had only gone because they were for the events that were to happen tomorrow. Most of the time she spent off to the side with a glass of punch. She tried avoiding unnecessary conversation when she could. Though a few insisted talking with her about what events she had planned to participate in. Claire had planned to do as many as she possibly could.
However she was relieved when the events of the party began dying down. She would head outside to wait for Nathan. A part of her wasn't opposed to sparring until she couldn't stand anymore. If not a simple conversation would work too. Though Claire may not have been one for conversation. Certainly talking and sparring would work. However it was late and she wasn't even sure if he would want to do all that.
Claire wanted this all to be over however. Mostly so she didn't decide last minute to change her mind about all this. Any longer and she just might return to her bed and go to bed and forget all about this. Not that it would help anything. She was growing anxious in her wit. She had drawn her dagger that never left her side and twirled it in her hands mindlessly. It was enough to keep her sort of occupied while she waited for Nathan to show up.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
It was late evening and Claire had skipped both lunch and dinner that day. She had found herself train most of the day with small water breaks between her runs. Something in Claire had told her to keep pushing forward. Claire was know to work hard when it came to training but today was something all different. A new level of pushing herself further. There was pent up frustration from the event. The whole being blinded thing had really set her off her game. Now she was determined to fight without sight.
She had resorted to using a sword today rather than her usual spear or dagger. She had a cloth covering her eyes and tied to keep it in place. She swung blindly towards the dummy and tried the maneuvers that often came natural for her. Many of those attempts landing her in the dirt and flat on her back. Her clothes dusty and her whole body just overly tired. She hadn't given herself much of a rest. As soon and she went down she was pushing herself back up and making the charge again. The exhaustion growing more evident with each attempt she made.
Claire once more fell into the dirt. Sweat dripped down her face and she once more pushed herself up with shaky hands and arms back to her feet. Taking a deep breath she pulled the cloth over her eyes once more. Gripped the sword in her hand she made the charge. The first set of blows made contact. Her next round however became slow and her hands were shaking. The sword fell to the ground Claire sinking to her knees attempting to push away the exhaustion. She wasn't about to give up now. This wasn't how she wanted this to go at all. She wanted to learn but was too stubborn to take a break.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) @user
Deaspro looked at him curiously as he talked. His suggestion and comment about being here often sort of made her curious. Maybe he could teach her a thing or too. "That doesn't exactly sound like a bad idea" she said giving a light smile. She figured this was how they were raised that was the major difference between here and what camp half blood used to be. Here they stayed all year while back at camp half blood it served more as a summer school.
Oftentimes Deaspro tried to head home for school but some monster would ruin that and she would end up back in the safety of the camp. The only difference was here they had no reason to leave. They were all trained warriors, all ready to serve and do their job. Afterwards they got to live in peace and have a family of their own. Something few Greeks had the privilege's of doing.
She looked at him when he assumed that they had a place similar to them. "Actually we didn't have a city or college like you guys. No where near as organized. Camp was more like something along the lines of a summer camp, but with survival learning" she noted. "I often didn't leave camp though I tried a few times. It was too dangerous most times" she told him.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
Claire was wrapping up a training with another. The person had swung a sword towards her but dropping her spear she slid across the ground raising her leg up to kick their leg out from under them. She continued sliding before jumping up to her feet as they fell and then yielded. Sweat dripped down her face. She headed over to the bench after retrieving her spear and leaning it against the bench. She grabbed her water bottle and a towel to take a sip and wash her face.
She was to meet Esma for another training session. Aside from Jax, Esma seemed to one of her greater training partner. The two got along for the most part. Unlike Jax she didn't see lower cohorts as lesser. That was something she certainly was grateful for. That and she enjoyed having someone maybe better than herself. It pushed Claire to try harder.
She sat on the bench sharpening her dagger that had been sitting on her pelt as well as her spear. She wasn't entirely sure what Esma wanted to do for the training today so she figured she would just wait and see. She brushed the dirt out of her hair and off her shirt from sliding in the dirt. Wasn't always the greatest of options but Claire was fond of testing out the maneuver. Couldn't exactly use it on one of the training dummies. They didn't move like people did. Her blue gaze scanned the path leading up to where she stood. Esma should be around shortly but she didn't want to wait around all day. She probably could stretch or work on some maneuvers on her own if she wanted to.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Esma Morales
Claire was silent for a long moment. Seemingly trying to come to a decision on what to do. Claire was not entirely used to people asking her how she was or what was on her mind. She was also so accustomed to closing her self off and bottling it up. Oftentimes it led to her exploding and snapping at others or pushing herself over the top during training.
Finally Claire broke the silence. "After the party. Where no one will overhear.." she told him carefully. She knew nobody would probably even care about her issues. However a part of her wanted to keep others from seeing her different. She was a daughter of Mars and refused to even appear weak around others. Her blue gaze fell to Nathan trying to figure out what her thought about her words.
Maybe for Claire talking about it would change things for her. Or if it really came down to it and she became frustrated she could simply go to train. Maybe hitting something hard would keep her from at least snapping at someone. It was certainly better that punching somebody in the face over something small. That would probably also get her in a great deal of trouble.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
Claire gave him a serious look. She may have been stubborn and sometimes easily angered. However she was not the type to run a person through, especially not the person who was healing her. Doing so would be a really stupid idea. Especially when that was the person trying to heal her cut. "Hadn't planned to use my weapon, especially not on you. I am not that stupid" she told him with a roll of her eyes. Noah had treated her before though most times she didn't have her weapon on her
Claire let him inspect the wound. She watched as he worked carefully. Though when he told her not to kick him she gave him a fake look of disappointment. "Wow so little faith in me...jeez" she told him. She shook her head trying to ignore what he was doing and allow it to just happen. Though she grimaced lightly as a pain slowly developed. "Ow..that does hurt" she told him. She looked at him unable to ignore that. She had told him and not kicked him.
Claire certainly should have been used to it. She had received plenty of cuts and injuries in her time here. Though some healing hurt more than others did at times. Usually depended on who was treating her and how bad the injury was.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Noah Solberg
Claire crossed her arms as she stood there. Her glare at Jax never lightened even more so as he lunged at her. Thankfully for her Noah got between them. Though the look of retaliation in his gaze was obvious to her. Not that she was scared to face him again. Claire watched silently keeping to her own. Figuring she would stop arguing with Jax at least for now. There would be enough time for that later. She knew well enough that Jax wasn't going to drop the fact she ruined his pretty face.
She couldn't hep but find some amusement in the fact her asked if his nose looked normal. She held the amusement back by a serious expression. Noah's comment about Jax winning fights from now on caused a smirk to play on her lips. Like she would let him win easily. She still had something to prove. That she didn't have to break his nose to win. She had a feeling Jax might be fighting with newfound determination to make her lose after today.
She shook her head slightly at Jax using his dirty shirt. "Don't wanna lose your nose Jax" she noted lightly to him. There wasn't any real ill intent or joking in her voice now. She remained calm and kept an even tone. Now that the worst of it was over she figured she could get going soon. More or less before Jax was ready to retaliate.
Claire was not one to usually part with the dagger but she felt safe enough to leave it there. It was only the two of them in the area so it wasn't like someone was going to steal it. Besides she would rather not lose it to the river. That dagger meant to much for it to get lost. When he commented about her putting it down she shook her head, not before splashing him with water. She moved towards him. "I might be a daughter of Mars but I am full of surprises" she told him with a smile.
Claire couldn't help but laugh at his comment of going under. Then came the comment about dunking her an she shook her head. Claire didn't swim very often despite knowing how to swim. She raised her arms as he splashed water absolutely everywhere. "I can go under myself I think" she told him. She preferred not getting dunked under by someone. Besides she didn't need a dagger to defend herself all the time.
Taking a deep breath and holding her breath she sank beneath the waters surface. She came back up her dark hair and absolute mess as it was pinned against her face. She brought her hands up to push her hair out of her face. "See I didn't need you to dunk me" she said smiling at him. She wiped some water out of her eyes as she watched him. She hadn't really had any real fun in a long time.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Cameron Seager
Claire listened to him calmly before her gaze looked at him calmly. "Look at you sounding poetic again, you sure your not the son of Apollo" she teased lightly. Cameron's words had an affect on her. Maybe it was because they were sound words and short and concise. There was no deeper meanings to his words. They meant exactly how they were told. Maybe she should just stop worrying about what she couldn't control. Focus on the here and now.
Though the attention returned to the question or well the statement about why he was out here. He explained he had gone to find it for some other camper who had lost it. That didn't surprise her all that much however. He was always the type of person to help others. She laughed lightly at him when he suggested where to find her. "Most likely Ludus Magnus...unless Jax gets me back for accidentally breaking his nose.." she told him.
Claire was leaning back on her hands not really thinking much of Cameron's sudden sly grin. Not until water was splashed at her. Claire looked at him with blue eyes, "Hey!" she said but couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her. There was no need for her overreact about something meant to get her to have some fun. Claire sat there for a short moment debating on accepting the offer. She carefully removed the dagger from her belt and place the bracelet near it. Taking off her shoes she got up and took his hand accepting the invitation. "Why not" she said with a shrug.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Cameron Seager
Claire was always one to just bottle things up inside her. Never the person to be open about her feelings with others. In her mind it made her come off as weak. Her time in foster care before she found Lupa and Camp Jupiter she had learned to hide her feelings. To build walls around herself and keep herself safe. Her at Camp Jupiter it just became a habit. Very few times did she actually relax.
Of course Claire had no intention of hurting anyone. Compared to most of her siblings she wasn't as short tempered unless pushed a great deal. She also had a bit kinder of nature and wasn't always to aggressive. Guess it was the thing that landed her in Third Cohort. Though it was clear by the tone of his voice and his words that Nathan wanted to help. Though Claire was so uncertain about it. She knew he could be trusted or hoped so. She was so cautious about who she opened up to.
For a long moment she seemed to be debating on taking his offer. She looked around to see who else was around. Thankfully most were off doing their own thing. "I know and um...maybe we can talk..." she said to him. Clearly asking to talk about was not something Claire was used to. Often if it came to feelings she worked it out with a sword in hand and trained until she was ready to collapse. Especially when she was angry or frustrated about something. Of course sometimes that wasn't exactly helpful.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Nathan Russo
Claire gave a shrug at his question of career counseling. Of course she wouldn't doubt that it existed in New Rome. "Well that would certainly be convenient" she told him with a light laugh. When he gave the offer of joining him in his beach house she genuinely smiled warmly. Who would of thought Claire could actually let her guard enough to have a good time like this. Just moments before she was lost to her thoughts and now she was laughing. "Well that doesn't sound like too much of a bad idea" she told him. Enjoying life didn't seem like such a bad idea.
Claire took the time to look at her own tattoo. She still had five years. Five years for things to possibly change. Sure she had plenty of time to think of the future but she wanted to do something meaningful. "I still got plenty of time honestly but when can never not think of the future" she told him with a shrug. She leaned back calmly onto her hands and looked over at him.
Though Cameron suddenly off into the water. Initially she gave a confused look to him until he came up with something in his hand. She felt guilty for not asking what brought him all the way out here. Though now she knew the reason. "So that is why you were all the way out here" she noted. Though she took the bracelet as he offered it to her to hold onto. She carefully placed the bracelet into her pocket. "Just don't forget I have it" she told him with a smile. She shook her head at him slightly as he stood there still standing in the river.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Cameron Seager
Claire knew first hand how stubborn children of Mars can be. She herself was sometimes overly stubborn. Though she could tell Jax was just angry she bested him. "Again Jax I didn't have to break your nose to win, it as a simple accident" she said shaking her head at him. She was used to his attitude so she took no offense from him. But his actions reminded her so much of that of a child. "For someone who likes being tough your acting much like a small child. Just let Noah do his job." she told him.
Claire was being truthful in the fact that she had beaten him before with out breaking any of his bones. It was an accident, not that she didn't believe he deserved it. Maybe it would knock him off his high horse. Though Claire remained silent to allow Noah to do his job. Best let him concentrate or she would probably not ear the end of it from him.
Claire was sure she may certainly be in for it come her next spar with Jax. Nothing she couldn't prepare for. Next time she would try and beat him without breaking anything. It would be a challenge but Claire was always up for a challenge. Of course seeing anyone in pain wasn't easy but she could not change what happened.
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GHF is the product of the mind of addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian.
this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by haya to fit the site's concept and needs.
most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds.
all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners.
if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
WORDS (optional) Felix Jensen 
WORDS (optional) Felix Jensen 
