This is my first fan fiction so if you're reviewing please be nice!

Discalaimer: I do not own PJO but I do own Hannah and Francesca

Chapter one: Introductions

Percy's POV

I was on my way to some middle school to find a half-blood and bring her to Camp Half Blood. It was actually pretty far drive from Manhattan, but only about an hour. Annabeth and Nico were in the car with me. Francesca, the satyr (A/N: Not sure if there are any girl satyrs but they exist in my story.) who found the half-blood, said that she had a really strong scent, so she wanted us to help her bring her to camp. You know, just in case they encountered too many monsters for a satyr and a half-blood with no training to fight.

"Percy, how long 'till we get there?" Nico asked impatiently.

"About five more minutes," I replied.

"Kay" Nico said.

Francesca's POV

Where are they? School ends in about two minutes. If Hannah leaves, before then I don't know how I would find her. Today is the last day of school, and even though I am her best friend, I've never been to where she lives, because she's kind of embarrassed to be an orphan. If she leaves I might never see her again, because, who knows, with a scent as strong as hers, she might not make it through the summer without getting killed. We have to get her to camp, if we don't it will be all my fault if she dies.

After about two more minutes of my worrying the bell rang. I cursed in ancient Greek under my breath. Okay if they don't get here within a minute Hannah is a good as dead. I have to stall.

"Hey, Hannah, what's up?" I asked.

"Not much, preparing myself for another boring summer."

Gosh she didn't know how wrong she was.

We walked outside. The heat was excruciating (A/N:In New York school ends in the end of June, just thought I'd say that, because different places are different.) for any normal mortal, now imagine you have furry goat legs that make it ten times worse.

Hannah's POV

"Hey," a boy panted. He was about 13-years old like me (well I'm 12, but I'm gonna turn 13 in a week.) He was dressed in all black, again, like me, and to make it even weirder we both had the same shoes, black converse high tops. We were even about the same height. Creepy.

"Oh hey Nico," Francesca smiled.

"Wait, you know him?" I asked.

"Yeah, from camp," they both answered.

"Oh cool," I managed, but the truth was I was still freaked out a how similar this boy and I were. I had gotten pretty deep in to thought when a teenage boy with black hair and really green eyes, almost exactly like mine, and a girl with unruly curly honey-blonde hair, just like mine came and greeted Francesca and the boy named Nico.

"Nico, why'd you run off?" the blonde girl asked.

"Well, I had to make sure we didn't miss her," he answered, pointing to me. "'Cuz if we did that would be very bad."

"Where are my manners?" the green eyed boy asked. "I'm Percy Jackson," he said holding out his hand.

"Hannah, don't have a last name," I shook his hand.

"I'm Annabeth Chase," the girl said holding out her own hand.

I shook it. "Nice to meet you, you too Percy, and Nico."

"Okay we've introduced ourselves, time to get down to business," Nico said.

"Listen, you're a-"

I cut him off, "your names all sound really familiar; the names used in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians books. I absolutely love those books, but I have a mild case of dyslexia so they were really hard to read."

"Oh you read the books, great," Annabeth said "that should make this easier to explain."

"You're a demigod," Francesca whispered.

"Oh wow! I am! Really? You're joking!" I was sooo excited.

"Nope," Francesca said.

"Well don't just stand there, let's get going, we have to get to camp." I piped up.

"Won't your mortal parent be worried if you just, disappeared?" Nico asked.

"Nope, don't have one" I answered.

"Oh, I know what you mean," he said.

"I know, I read the books, remember."

"Oh, right," he answered, blushing.

We all hopped into Percy's car. I was still bursting with excitement. I'm a half-blood.

After about an hour of me showing Francesca, Annabeth, and Nico (Percy was driving) my favorite parts of the books- even though they all already read them, after all Percy had described all the events to the senior scribe at camp, Rick Riordan, so he could publish the books- we arrived at camp. (A/N: About the senior scribe thing, it's mentioned in The Demigod Files, so if you haven't read them well, I'm letting you know)

"Oh. My. gods!" I screamed. "That's Thalia's tree!"

"Yeah," Annabeth answered, frowning, "well, her spirit's not there anymore, but we still call it that."

"I know, the fleece turned her back into a person, and then she joined the hunters of Artemis."

"Wow you must really like those books," Nico said.

"L-O-V-E them," I corrected.