Hey y'all, okay so I wrote this story a few years ago (ie. please excuse my not-so-good writing skills) and I feel like I should give a little explanation.

This is a fanfic for the series "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" with a twist, I added my own character (Diana Cennar) in there. In my version, Diana had been there with Percy, Annabeth and Grover ever since the beginning.

Diana is mortal born, but like in Greek Mythology Theseus, she possesses the same abilities as demigods. While on a camping trip with her family at the age of twelve, Diana got lost while hiking. After walking for hours with no luck of finding her family, she heard a piecing scream. Her instinct was to run towards the commotion to see what was wrong. The noise leads her to a cave where she saw a giant hellhound attacking a young woman. Diana helped defeated the hellhound and saved the other girl, who happens to be named Luna. Luna is a daughter of the Titan Atlas and seeing that Diana is no ordinary mortal, Luna explained to her the truth about her world of Greek Mythology. Using her magic Luna crafted a celestial bronze sword coated with pure silver for Diana (which Diana conveniently named 'Silver') and sent her on her way to Camp Half-Blood.

Diana's journey to the demi-god camp was uneventful until she was just meters away from the entrance. There she was attacked by three chimeras. Fending them off with Silver, Diana (being young and untrained) was having trouble until two others came to her help and together the three fought off the monsters. The other two turned out to be Annabeth and Luke. Befriending them quickly, Diana followed the two old-time campers into camp boarders. There, Chiron and Mr. D contacted the Gods and Goddesses and Athena took Diana in as her own demi-god daughter. To which Diana was extremely grateful. Diana, Annabeth and Luke quickly became best friends, and for three months everything was well. Until the day a demigod with the name of Percy Jackson came along.

And you know everything that happens from there, just in this version, Diana was in it through it all.

And so I bring you to the time after "The Heroes of Olympus" when a new set of Heroes arise.

Please review and I apologize for lack of skill in the writing, I haven't gone over this in quite a few years. PLEASE REVIEW, if you want me to continue.

And so without further ado...

Amara

My Teacher Spits Acid on Me

Hey there, my name is Amara Melia Mageia (pronounced MA-ee-a). I live in the small town of Avondale, Newfoundland, Canada. I live with my grandmother; Christina Johnson; she raised me. From what I've heard, my dad died and my mother went missing the day I was born, how she went missing after giving birth I have no idea. Anyways, Grandma Christy took me in and raised me. It's only us in our little house so things are usually pretty quiet. I attend Rossville High, it's the only high school in our town (which by the way only has like around 900 somewhat people).

Sometimes it's pretty hard to live in a small town, everyone knows who you are. That's not so good in my case because I always manage to get into trouble. Like that one time when my second grade class was taking a walk in the park to learn about the environment, I ran towards the group with a giant dog chasing me (I honestly don't know why, I was nice and gentle to it). It caused Chaos, and most of my class was afraid of dogs too, so yeah, that didn't go well. And this other time when Avondale got this huge catch of fish, I was nine and I didn't like the smell of it. So I went up to it and said; "Fish be gone!" and just like that, the net broke. And of course, I got into trouble.

So from then on, I tend to be extremely cautious; not getting into trouble, not doing anything out of the ordinary. However that got twisted and turned around completely when these two new arrivals came to town.

Oh, and from what I've heard, I advise you not to read on if you think one of your parents might be a god. If you had absolutely no idea what that means and think I'm mental… enjoy the story.

It was a bright Friday morning, on my way to school Mr. Chanson asked me to help him unload his catches of the day. Mr. Chanson is our town's fisherman; he gets up at around 5 in the morning to sail out to sea. And he is the only person in the history of 'Ever since Amara was nine' that trusted me with a fish net.

"Morning Mr. Chanson," I smiled as I put down my backpack and grabbed onto one side of the net. "Did Churchy disappear today?" Churchy is our town's legendary disappearing church. I've been in there before, and I've always gotten this warm and excited feeling. Everyone started to call our church 'Disappearing Churchy' because, well, it apparently disappears once in a while. Which is strange, because I'm the only one in my town whom never seen it actually disappear.

"Yah," Mr. Chanson answered as he slapped the net of fish onto his wagon to take in and clean later. "Fifth time this week, Churchy is feeling really disappear-ry lately."

I smiled, "A little disappearing-building-convention in another dimension maybe?"

"Ah yes," Mr. Chanson smiled. "Well as long Churchy makes it back by Sunday, then let it have fun I say."

I smiled and nodded, rubbing my hands on my jeans and grabbing my backpack.

"Alright Mr. Chanson," I said, "Good luck with the fish! I gotta get to school."

"Good luck on your quiz!" he called after me as I ran off.

"Thanks!" I turned around and shouted.

As I turned back around I bumped into air. Yeah that's right, air. I swear there was no one in front of me but I ran into it. I feel down and landed on my butt.

"Are you okay?" suddenly a boy appeared in front of me. I looked up; a dark haired boy, late-teens or early twenties maybe? With sea-green blue eyes, he was really cute I thought as he held out his hand and helped me up.

"Hey," a beautiful blonde girl ran up to us. "Seaweed Brain you got to be careful!" She was wearing jeans and a green shirt. Her blond hair curled like those fancy celebrities but she didn't seem to have done it on purpose. She had grey eyes, which should have clashed with her entirely but actually, it completed her look.

I have never seen these two here before, they must be new in town. I held out my hand and smiled, "Hi, you two must be new; I'm Amara, nice to meet you!"

"Um, hi," the blonde girl answered. "We are here, ah, to visit our cousin!"

"Oh who?" I asked, "Maybe I could help you find him or her."

"Ah, no thanks," the boy replied, "We've got to get going."

"Sorry about that," the girl said to me. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, and before I could say anything they ran off. I turned around, and they disappeared.

Okay that was strange. I thought. Just then the bell I know so well went off. And I was late to English, go figure. Late again for my least favorite class; I don't do so well in English, I have dyslexia so it's really hard to read and write.

I took off and ran towards the school.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. The excited grade nines grabbed their friends and ran out the door.

"Come on Amara," Stacy said as she grabbed her bag. "Let's go! The faster we get out of here, the better!"

I nodded in agreement. Just as we were about to run out the door ourselves, our teacher Mrs. Dodds said,

"Amara, will you please stay behind my dear?"

Stacy and I exchanged a glance, giving me an encouraging smile, Stacy waved goodbye and walked out.

"So Mrs. Dodds," I put down my bag and walked up to her. "What's up?"

"If you value your life my dear," Mrs. Dodds smiled as she straightened a stack of paper. "You better come with me."

"What?"

Mrs. Dodds is starting to scare me… okay well she always scared me but this is going overboard. "Mrs. Dodds what are you talking about?" I took a step back.

"Come!" Mrs. Dodds' voice suddenly changed, into an ear-piercing screech kind. And then, well I wouldn't have believed it if I wasn't there to see it. As I watched, Mrs. Dodds' head turned smaller, fangs grew from her mouth, and leathery grayish wings spread from her back. Her whole body was covered with this slimly grayish leather-type skin. Oh, and she could fly.

I would've screamed but no voice came out of me. What in the world is happening here?

And BOOM! The roof of the classroom broke and in came a flying horse and a chariot. Yup, you heard me right; flying horse, a black horse with wings. The chariot looked like something in the Greek Mythology book I read in eighth grade. And on the chariot, stood the blond girl and the sea-green blue eyed guy; this time, the blond girl carried a knife and the guy had a sword that glowed, both holding shields.

The blonde girl shouted something. It sounded kind of strange, like it's not English, but somehow I understood her.

"Halt monster!"

"Mrs. Dodds?" the guy seemed confused.

"Ah yes," the freaky flying thing (a.k.a. Mrs. Dodds) smirked, well at least I think it's a smirk. "An old student of mines, how are you doing dear?"

"What are you doing?" The blonde shouted at her. "I thought the Gods are on our side?"

"Ah yes, but my Lord Hades has his own way," Mrs. Dodds answered. Then she turned to me, "Come with me child, and no harm will come to you."

And to my relief:

"Not on our watch she won't," the blonde girl jumped down and landed in front of me. The guy was right behind her.

Mrs. Dodds screeched and flew straight at them. The girl backed up and led me aside, while the guy did some fancy move and slashed at the monster.

"Percy!" The girl shouted, "S.A 5!"

He nodded and ducked and rolled as Mrs. Dodds flew up. She turned to me and spit out this green acid. The blonde girl raised her shield and blocked it just in time.

Suddenly Mrs. Dodds screamed, apparently the boy stabbed his sword into her. I flinched and felt kinda bad for her; I mean if a sword was stabbed into you, well that's got to hurt.

Mrs. Dodds wailed and flew up. "I'll be back demigods!" she said in that weird language. Then she flew out from the hole the flying horse made.

I finally found my voice to speak, well to scream in this case. "WHAT Just Happened? Did That Just Happen?" And then I started shaking.

The girl and the guy smiled at each other. The girl put away her knife and the guy pulled out a pen cap, yup, pen cap, I might've been seeing things. He touched it to the blade of his sword and it shrank into a pen.

"Hi," the blonde girl smiled at me. "My name is Annabeth, Annabeth Chase."

"I'm Percy Jackson," the guy said.

"A, Am, Amara Melia Ma, Mageia." I stammered. How could they be smiling? We were almost just killed by a freaky-teacher-monster thing for crying out loud!

Annabeth put a comforting hand on my shoulders. "Come with us, we'll explain on the way."

"Where are we going?" I asked as Annabeth helped me into the chariot. Now I know fully well not to go anywhere with strangers, but hey, they risked their lives for me. That's got to mean something.

"To a place where people like us are safe." Annabeth answered.

"Where?"

"Camp Half- Blood," Percy said. He took the leash and spoke to the horse."Alright boy, let's go."

That's it, I've completely lost it.

The horse understood him; he nodded and opened his wings. And within a second we flew out of the building.

I was amazed at Percy and Annabeth. I mean, not only did they fly to my rescue on a flying horse, drove off a monster teacher, but they seem calm about it. My head was racing ten thousand miles a minute and Percy and Annabeth took it just as calmly as a normal person would be about eating dinner.

I watched as the horse's wings flap up and down. And then it suddenly hit me;

"So what happened?" I started to ask. "Who are you and why are you two so calm about it and that is a flying horse!"

Percy and Annabeth smiled.

"Okay," Percy said, "Annabeth you start."

"Amara," Annabeth turned to me. "Do you know both of your parents?"

I was taken back; what does that have to do with this? But I answered anyway, "I was told my dad died and my mother went missing the day I was born."

Percy and Annabeth exchanged a glance.

"Before we carry on," Annabeth said. "Let us make sure of a few things. You saw clearly what happened back there right?"

"I might've been seeing things but I think I saw my teacher change into a flying monster lady, you two coming in on a chariot flown by a flying horse with a pen-sword, a knife and shields."

Annabeth smiled, "Now I'm going to try something."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," she reassured me. I assume the look on my face isn't exactly showing comfort.

Percy gave Annabeth his pen and Annabeth took off the cap. The pen started growing longer and wider until it became a bronze sword. Even under bright daylight, I could see it glow.

Annabeth raised it at me, and placed it a centimeter away from my right arm. Then before I could react, she cut me with the sword.

"Ow!" I covered the wound with my left hand. "What are you doing?"

"Sorry," Annabeth gave me a canteen. "Here drink this."

I hesitated, but the cut was really hurting me. I took a sip, and tasted Grandma's chicken pot pie- liquid form. Instantly, the pain was gone. As I watched, the cut resealed itself, within ten seconds, the wound and blood disappeared.

"What?" I started to ask.

"We've got a lot of explaining to do." Annabeth took the canteen, put the cap back on and slipped it into her bag.

Ya think? I thought, I'm having second thoughts on whether I should trust them or not.

"Did you ever learn Greek Mythology?"

I nodded, not know what that has to do with anything.

"With gods like Zeus, Poseidon, Athena, Artemis and Apollo?" Annabeth carried on.

I nodded.

"Well, they are real, and they are here, in North America."

I didn't know whether to laugh at her or to get off the chariot as fast as possible. Unfortunately the ladder wasn't an option since I'm afraid of falling to the ground and dying.

"It's hard to believe I know," Annabeth sat down, and I did the same.

"But think about what happened today, back there, Mrs. Dodds, she turned into her true form. A Fury."

"Wait," I thought back to when we learned Greek Mythology in social studies. "A Fury as in, Hades' torturers?"

"Good so you know some basics." Annabeth smiled, "That'll make it so much easier."

"Wait, you're expecting me to believe that those stories are true?"

"Not exactly all of them." Percy said. "Some stories aren't true, but they have the basic idea."

"You mean all the gods and goddesses?" My head was doing a complete 360. "All the heroes and all those stories happened before?" I love Greek Mythology, it has always been an interesting subject to me…but it being reality?

"Yup," Annabeth nodded.

It took me a while to absorb all of it in, but it all made sense, what happened with Mrs. Dodds, the flying horse. Then I asked, "Then who am I? Who are you?"

"Demigods," Percy answered. "One of our parents is mortal, and the other one is a god or goddess."

"You mean both of you have parents that are gods?" I looked at them.

"Percy's dad is Poseidon, and my mother is Athena." Annabeth answered.

"You're a daughter of the goddess of Wisdom?" I said to Annabeth.

She nodded, her grey eyes twinkled.

"And your dad is the Lord of the Oceans?" I looked at Percy in awe.

"Yup," he answered.

"Then who's my godly parent?" I asked, "Is it my mom or dad?"

"We'll find out," Annabeth said. "Once we get to camp, it's the safest place on earth for demigods. Where monsters can't get through, oh and avoid using cell phones, they attract the monsters."

"Monsters will come and try to eat you," Percy explained. "Apparently demigods have this certain appeal to them."

"So we bring them to camp," Annabeth continued. "To train them, teach them how to fight, how to survive."

This is just too much to take in.

"Alright so, the Greek gods are real, and they rule the world." I said, trying to get all of it into my head. "Then explain why you slashed me with that sword! And how did my wound heal so quickly?"

"I was testing to see if you are a demigod or just a mortal who could see through the mist. If you were mortal, then Riptide couldn't have hurt you." Annabeth explained.

"Riptide?" I was confused.

"My sword," Percy said.

"The mist?" All of this is starting to slowly catch up to me, and apparently I was unable to speak words with more than two syllables.

"The mist that covers the eyes of the mortals," Annabeth replied. "Mortals will do anything to see what they fit into their no-supernatural trance. The mist allows them to do that, they see monsters, but they actually see them as something else. Like a garbage truck or a building or an airplane."

"The drink that healed me?"

"Nectar," Percy answered. "The drink of the gods; it can heal and revive demigods but if you drink too much, well, you'll burst into flames."

Comforting thought.

Suddenly a window image popped up out of thin air.

There was a man in it; he has a beard like those I've seen in pictures of male hunters in those Greek Mythology books.

"Chiron," Percy and Annabeth smiled and addressed the man.

Chiron; that name sounds familiar. I'm going to guess he's someone in Greek Mythology, a god maybe? I couldn't remember the details.

"Ah yes, I see you retrieved our new camper." Chiron nodded approvingly at me. I managed a smile. "Before you three come back to camp however. I want you to do me a little favor."

"What's up?" Annabeth asked.

"Want us to kick a few monster butts?" Percy smiled.

"Not as exciting as that I'm afraid." Chiron grinned.

They are smiling about facing monsters? I have so much to learn, but I don't think I will ever be up to it. Just thinking about Mrs. Dodds in monster form makes me shudder. Actually, just thinking about Mrs. Dodds makes me shudder.

"My cousin has a CD made for me." Chiron said. "Would you please retrieve it for me? He said he already left it there."

"Where?" Percy asked.

"In that abandoned warehouse in Manhattan. You may even see Diana and Grover there. As far as I know, they haven't retrieved their camper yet, so I'm going to have to ask you guys."

"Sure Chiron," Annabeth smiled. "We are on our way."

"Take care," Chiron nodded and the image faded away.

"I'll ask more questions later," I said. "I don't think my brain could take anymore."

"Fair enough." Annabeth smiled.

"Who are Diana and Grover?" I asked.

"Later must be a lot sooner than I thought." Percy said.

I grinned, loosening up a bit.

"Our best friends," Annabeth answered. "They are on a quest to retrieve another demigod in New York."

"Are there a lot of demigods in the world?" I began to ask questions again, I think I should relearn the meaning of 'later'.

"Hundreds," Percy replied. "Our goal is to get as much of them into the camps as possible."

"There's more than one camp?" I started again. "Wait, don't answer that. My head is about to explode."

Percy and Annabeth grinned, "Alright."

"Come on," Percy whipped the leash. "Let's go get that CD of Chiron's, find Diana and Grover and get back. I have a sword fight with Jason tonight."

Annabeth smiled at him. I can tell they like each other, and I grinned. Even after all the monster fighting; there is place for love. That's the most comforting thought I had all day.

Well, I thought as I leaned back onto the wall of the chariot, holding onto the railing and trying not to fall off. This was an interesting day. I'm glad I met Percy and Annabeth, it seems like so many questions of my life had been answered. I'll call my grandmother later (not using cell phones), though I'm not sure what to tell her.

Hi grandma, guess what? Mrs. Dodds is one of Hades' tortures and she tried to kidnap me today. Don't worry though because I met two new people named Percy and Annabeth, they saved me. And now I am in a camp for demigods like me, apparently one of my parents is a god.

I took a deep breath, okay I'll think of something later.