Cabin Leader

"Heyo, Cuz!" I called out into the cabin.
There had been rumors around the camp about a new child of the big three that had arrived at camp. Us Big Three kids always stirred up a buzz at camp, but this was the first time I had heard of a child of Poseidon, and as usual, I began to become way too curious for my own good.
I had been standing outside the doorstep with a knock on the door. I was bouncing on the balls of my feet like a small child during Christmas in excitement, but even I had the decency not to barge into someone else's cabin. I was hoping I could congratulate her as being the cabin leader, maybe show her the ropes as a fellow cabin leader of Zeus. I hoped 'Cuz' wasn't too informal.
Millions of thoughts of what I could say bounced around in my ADHD mind, but as usually none could string out a proper sentence, so I decided I was just going to wing it and blurt out whatever nonsensical thing I was thinking of and hoped I didn't sound too stupid.
But for now, I waited.

I spun sat up, hitting my head on the bunk above. "Ouch!" I groaned as I held my hand on my head. I looked up and saw a tall blond boy standing in the door way and sighed. From what I knew he was probably the son of Zues, Luke. Huh, no wonder he called me cuz. I thought to myself Kind of... weird? I guess to introduce yourself. I also heard another voice.
I guess you could call me anti-social because having two people hanging around my cabin was really annoying. Not to be offensive in any way. I knew why he was here. I think. There is a massive buzz going around camp about the new (and only) child of Poseidon. I was totally sick of it. I didn't like being the centre of attention and I was definitely hoping that everyone would just shrug off the whole "big-three material" thing and quit staring at me everywhere I go.
"What do you want?" I finally asked.

For once someone had actually made fun of my mask, and I found that happy. But I was more concerned by the boys question. “Well… um… I’m Zack Sha’enky, son of Nyx.” I said as I took my hand off my mask “Don’t be scared by the mask, it’s nothing.” I said turning to the Poseidon girl.
I walked to Luke to shake his hand and said “ It feels weird saying hello, to the hero of the camp.”. Behind mask I was smiling. It was so funny expressing yourself without anybody seeing. Then I thought about the brainwashed nymphs and said “Do you know by any chance why nymph or satyrs turn angry and evil?”

(4 days have passed so we can continue roleplaying) I blinked, flustered at the title given to me by Zack. I took his thin hand in for the handshake.
"Ha, you must be thinking about someone else, man. I'm no hero." I told him, but I maintained a light hearted grin to make sure I didn't sound too ungrateful of the name. "Still a disappointment to daddy dearest." A hint of sarcasm flicked across my tongue.
"But I guess not all Zeus kids can be all high and mighty." I pointed out, but he grabbed my attention as soon as he mentioned the nymphs and satyrs.
"Oh yeah, you're new." I realized he might not be up to speed with all that was going on in camp. "Not all the nymphs and satyrs are evil. Well, technically none of them are. They're just uh... slightly brainwashed and insane." I tried to explain in favour of the forest folk.
"Charlie Zimmerman, a former Dionysus kid who went rogue somehow got into our woods and sneaked into the forest. He's got crazy mind powers now, but they only work well on nymphs and satyrs, since they're naturally followers of Dionysus. That forest you see over there? There's a forcefield around it, keeping them out. Unfortunately, that's locking the sane ones in there as well, just waiting for them to be picked off as well. No one likes it, but we can't do much about it."
I hoped he understood the long winded explanation. There was so much more detail I could discuss, but I didn't want to overwhelm him. I also tried not to mention the small hole in the forcefield the camp created. I needed to trust this guy a lot more to tell him that.
"But anyways, if you see a few satyrs or nymphs running around, try not to impale them with anything." I said with nervous laughter. "They're the ones that avoided the trap. Even if they're insane... we're still trying to find a way to bring them back."
I stared wistfully off into the forest. It seemed darker and more eerie than usual, as if the horrors that were unfolding in it was just completely changing its environment.

I stared at the mysterious boy, wondering what other gossip and secrets had been going around camp.
"How did you know about the Fates?" I looked at him with pursed lips and knitted eyebrows.
We've only told Chiron about the Fates, unless Finn was boasting to her cabin mates about the quest.
"I suppose you're staying in the Hermes cabin." I muttered. "But never mind that, I guess. Charlie has the fates, I saw them with my own eyes not too long ago. My friends and I just came back from the quest about a week ago, he had been hiding them in Alcatraz, but there was some, uh... Chaotic mishap you could say. Part of the prison was caved in. Charlie's still alive, but I don't know where he's hidden the fates. They're definitely not bound by any cave, though."
I shrugged. "Right now, I'm just worried about the nymphs and satyrs. There's so much going on at camp."
I turned towards the Poseidon girl. I'm sure she's overwhelmed enough as it is to be introduced to all this, not that she seemed to be in the mood to talk anyways.
"I'll be on my way then." I waved off at her. "Come by anytime!"
I closed the gray sea shell door for her slowly. Maybe she'll come around another time.
"You, my friend, seem incredibly interested in this whole Charlie mix up. What have you been up to?" I said light heartedly.
"We can continue this chat somewhere else."