Greek Gods Are Real

“Ok. Um. I don’t know. What type of gods? Wait, what do you mean claimed?”
“Oh. Well, this camp is one of the only safe places for people like us. There is a different camp in San Francisco for roman demigods but we are pretty sure you are a greek.”
All that’s going through my mind is What? “What do you mean? And you still haven't answered my question. What is being claimed?”
“It is when your godly parent claims you. Either your mom or your dad. We don’t know if you have a godly mom or dad we just know that you are a half-blood. I am a son of Hermes. I would guess that you are the child of Athena.”
“I’m am so confused. Greek gods are real?”
“Yeah, I know I probably sound insane but… ,” Michael trailed off.
I’m wasn’t even sure what to say to this because I was still stuck on the gods are real. “Yeah you sound insane.”

As we hit it a scream escaped from my mouth at the car went upside down. Glass shattered, and the car began to spin as my whole world became a blur. The top of the car screeched against the street and I closed my eyes hoping this was just a nightmare. When the car stopped spinning, I look over to find Michael gone. A strike of fear and pain ran through my veins.
“Michael!” I cried as I began to exit the car through the window. I crawled out getting my hands scraped by the broken glass. Fortunately the road had no cars driving by. I felt a cut stinging on my arm and look to see a bloody gash. Above my eye stung as well and when I went to touch it, blood appeared on my