Hello! Well, here's a story I've wanted to tell for a long time. I don't own Percy Jackson, Star Trek, or a cat.
"Loser! Go away! Nobody wants you, that's why your dad abandoned you!" Lexi yelled at me.
Hi. My name's Dania. And everyone hates me.
Lexi torments me everyday. She's your average mean girl-dyed blond hair, big, innocent looking eyes, and an IQ about the level of a toilet.
Me? Well, I'm kind of an oddball. I've never really understood why, but the only color I wear is black. Maybe because it doesn't ever look all that dirty. Maybe because I just like it. Moving on.
I have brown hair with natural black highlights, and my eyes, well, they don't match what I look like. They're a bright blue.
Everyone is either scared of me or hates me. It's one or the other. Mostly? Hate.
It had been a long school day. I was certainly ready to go home and watch some Star Trek with my black cat, Torch.
I was walking home, the long way. I had to, the other kids would shove my stuff in front of a car. I had to learn that the hard way.
I suddenly heard a grunt behind me. I turned around, and a giant bull stood right behind me. I slowly backed away, fear making me sweat. I screamed.
I saw some kids running towards me. Two guys and a girl. The first boy had black hair and sea green eyes, wielding... A PEN?! The other boy had crutches. The girl was carrying daggers. Finally, something useful! I turned back to the boy with the pen. He clicked it and it turned into a sword. Okay, maybe not so useless. The kid with crutches flung them off his arms, then took off his pants.
I quickly shut my eyes, but I peeked through when I didn't hear nay complaining from the other kids. I saw that he had goat legs!
I turned my attention back to the bull who was rearing to charge. The kid with the sword put on a burst of speed and sprinted to it. He clashed the sword against the bull. It glowed faintly. I looked at the metal it was made out of, a bronze-y looking type. The girl stabbed the bull, and the goat kid kicked it's head. I let out a roar, then exploded into dust.
"Oh, um, hi." The kid with the sword said. He turned his sword back into a pen, then tucked it in his pocket.
"I'm Percy, the girl is Annabeth, and the goat boy is Grover. Um... Who are you?" He introduced me to everyone.
"I'm Dania. And what the heck was that?" I asked.
"That was a bull. Luckily, it wasn't metal, like the ones we faced when Thalia's tree was poisoned." Annabeth said as she walked over to us.
"Oh. Um, so why is it here?" I asked. Percy looked at Annabeth, who looked at Grover.
"You're a demigod. Where's your mom? Do you know her?" Grover told me.
"Um... She's at my house, and what did you just call me? A demigod?"
"Okay, so your dad's the god." Percy muttered. I looked at him oddly.
"Oh, um, you know the Greek gods and stuff?" I nodded. "Well, they're real. I'm the son of Poseidon. Annabeth's a daughter of Athena, and Grover- well, Grover's a satyr. You know, half man, half goat?" I stared at him.
"Well, let's take you to camp." Annabeth told me.
"Uh... What camp?" I asked.
"Camp Half-Blood. The safe haven for demigods."
