OK, so this is my second story, yet. Daughter of Apollo12 and I are working on this new story together and this is my point of view in the story. Any ways, enjoy!

Quote of the day: An apple a day, keeps the doctor away…

but if the doctor is cute, throw away the damn fruit!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, ya' happy! *SOBS*

I breathed in the fresh air as I got out of the taxi cab and paid the guy. I'M Alejandra, 13, and I've never been so happy to be back at camp. My mom and I aren't really close and she doesn't really know about the gods, so I always go to camp by myself. I don't have anything against my family or anything, but they can be a real pain, especially my brothers. Anyways, this is my friends and my second year at Camp Half-Blood. I can still remember my first time here and that crazy day when I found out who I really was

*****************************FLASHBACK*******************************

I was walking home from my school in California, when I spotted a suspicious looking hobo. I was planning a way to avoid it, but being the half-wit that I am, I got distracted by a really pretty butterfly. Don't blame me, I'm ADHD.

The hobo was now starting to run at me and I being the math wiz that I am could calculate that the hobo would reach me in 6 minutes. When he reached me I unleashed my awesome skills and did something that took guts.

I ran and yelled like a little girl.

The hobo suddenly had a long spiny tail and was throwing some kind of daggers, and to make it worse, one of them almost got my leg. I thought, 'this couldn't get any worse, can it?' But, noooooooo. I just had to be proven wrong. The freaking hobo turned into a lion with a twisted hobo face and started gaining on me.

How could people not see this? I mean sure this part of the city is pretty quiet and serine (oh, yeah! Fancy word!), But can't they hear the damn monster's roar and my girly scream?

Out of my awesome Greek mythology knowledge, I knew that my attacker was a manticore. Out of all the less dangerous monsters I had to be chased by one of the most dangerous monsters in Greek mythology!

I was about to pass out with exhaustion, when I saw a large group of girls come out of nowhere and start attacking the manticore with silver arrows. I fell on the spot and was barely able to register what was going on.

"My lady, is this girl a demigod?" Said a girl.

"Yes, Thalia. The mist is strong on her." Said another voice, "Check for any wounds and make sure to tell her who she is." I guess the first person's name is Thalia and judging from their voices they couldn't be any older than 15.

I felt someone start to carry me. "My name's Thalia. What's your name?" Thalia asked me.

"My name's Alejandra," I croaked. " I'm bettin' you guys are the Hunters of Artemis."

"That would be us." She said. "Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus would be my full name, but I'm not too fond of my last name." There was a slight pause. " California is a dangerous place to be you know, but I see your knowledge on Greek mythology is quite alright. Well, those myths are actually-"

"Real," I said, cutting her off. "I kind of figure that out when the hobo turned into that lion thing with a missile launcher as a tail." We started laughing a bit and she started muttering something about how being hobos a new strategy for monsters was new. The battle had just ended and I didn't have any wounds.

"How's she fairing?" the girl who I assume is Artemis asked. She smiled at me warmly. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Better than I expected." Said Thalia, " She seemed to be ahead in thought and didn't seem surprised at all when she realized that Greek mythology is real. For all's we know, she could be a daughter of Athena, but she doesn't have the hair or eyes"

"Yes, well the mist is a powerful thing." She said. "I think her hair might be its natural color, but her brown eyes are definitely being covered by the mist."

I listened to them discussing my parentage until they told me to pack up my stuff because they were going to take me to camp. They explained to me everything that had happened so far. They also told me that because of a son of Poseidon called Percy Jackson; I was going to get claimed soon since I'm 13. I had had a feeling that that was going to be the place where I was finally going to fit in.

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Camp's where I met my awesome friends, which you'll meet in few. I suddenly heard a familiar voice call me, so I started running up the hill at top speed.

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