Chapter 1

Immortality.

Eternal youth and beauty.

It all just seems so meaningless.

I have spent thousands of years alone. If it was not bad enough that I was isolated at my birth because of whom I was but it wasn't enough to isolate but to also make sure I was known and cast away to the further sides of the earth.

I better start from the beginning.

My name is Sirena… well I'm not even sure that is my real name. It is simply what the people call me as I would walk past them.

I'm not an ordinary boy.

For one fact, I'm half monster, half god.

Yep that's right. Scared yet? You should be.

I guess I better explain my parentage. My mother was a siren. I guess that's why people called me Sirena. Just another label added to make me feel even worse. She had watched as her sisters had fallen and been slaughtered by a Demigod hero who had been seeking to destroy the Queen siren.

Who had been seeking to destroy her.

She had vowed on the blood of our people that they would be avenged. She had bid her time patiently, waiting countless decades until she knew that she could sway one of the gods to grant her a gift.

Weapon would be a better choice of words.

She waited until the mortals began to revolt against the gods. The weak flimsy humans had begun to change their ways. They began worshiping the other aspects of the gods; their Roman sides to be exact.

That morning was red with the soaking sun of blood as Apollo slowly drove across the sky. "Years of planning finally coming into play." She pulled her ruby cloak around her body and began bowing to a bronze bow which was raised on a platform to a statue of a goddess holding two torches; one in each hand. "Oh Goddess of the dark ways, leader to the path of light, Conjurer of the darkest magic, hear my prayers that I may cause revenge in your great name and bring destruction to the mortals!"

At first the only thing that happen was a cold chill picked up over the horizon. But soon dark clouds began churning around the small island the Queen called home. Her satin draped frame began to shiver as it felt as though ice was burning beneath her skin. Her slim drawing figure was no longer the attention of others as all eyes turned towards the statue which slowly began to move.

"I have heard your call, she who drowns men with a hypnotic touch of her lips." darkness began to leech the colour from the surroundings leaving the area in a cold weak darkness. Life began to become more apparent on the statue as soft pale skin began to colour the cold rock. "Speak your desires quickly."

"Hecate!" the Queen bowed so low her face almost scraped the floor. "Allow me to carry the seed of destruction. Allow the strength of your god powers flow into me and create a child who will be destruction of man!"

"You would ask me to mother a child which I do not even carry?" her eyes narrowed but behind the mask she had put up was bursting curiosity.

"I ask much."

"It shall be granted but be prepared to bay the costs of creating a child like this." Hecate began to burst with light which enveloped the queen whole.

I was the result of dark magic and evil deeds.

I was born later and found that my age froze halfway through my 16th birthday. I spent hundreds of years training, forced to endure hardship by a mother who only saw me as the dagger who would cause destruction.

Any monster would have given up.

I slaughtered person after person who came to our small island. They would be drawn by my song like a lamb to a Sheppard. Then my mother would force my bones to her will as she would watch me kill them.

But if I didn't kill the mortals?

Then her claws would rip through me.

I could not die anymore than she could. Monsters don't die. Our essence is sent to the pits of Tartarus where we slowly reform. Each second feeling Agony of our bodies slowly come back, feeling each burning cell reform through the pain of death over and over only to when reborn through darkness to hike and rip our way back into the world.

For each mortal I refused to kill, I was killed by my mother. I died a thousand times.

For each mortal I killed she allowed me to live for one year without having to kill another. I only lived like that for one year.

The last time I died.

I remembered it as clear as daylight.

I had disobeyed mother's request to assist the giants in abducting a boy. Instead I had taken the full front of mother's bare bronze claws to my face but the foolish boy had held onto me as I had erupted into dust and his soul had been dragged down with me.

He spent weeks sitting in the darkness of Tartarus in the spot where I was reforming; watching every day as more parts of me came back together. "I need to find the doors of death! I have to help them!" it was only when my eye slowly reformed did I manage to rise to some conscious form and take in his details.

His black hair was a mess on his head and his equally dark eyes kept darting around fearfully as he fought off the daily attacks from monsters but no matter what he always waited by my side. "Fool." By nature my voice was irresistible to the ears of mortals and gods alike but even with my words echoing around like mist they still made an impression. "You would risk your life by waiting here?"

"I will repay my debt to you."

"Sirena." I watched as he rubbed together his pale olive skinned hands. Dark circles were forming under his eyes. "You owe me nothing Demigod! Leave me now before I reform and I kill you." I knew my words had the desired effect when he raised a makeshift sword he had made.

"You are just like the rest."

"No, I'm smarter. Go ahead past the river of fire to the palace of night there you will find the exit." My voice wavered as the slowly rising boil pierced open like a balloon spilling out my dissolving parts. I knew he would have just stuck around to repay me.

Doing so would have got the fool killed but even as I became sand once again he laid a necklace into the dissolving remains.

A necklace which I have kept close to me ever since.

That's how I spent the next year slowly reforming and bursting my way back to the surface.

The news had quickly spread through the monsters of Tartarus of the victory of the combined Demigods of Greece and Rome and how they had defeated the giants. This was the chance I needed! The life I could start fresh! I could move and hide every time began to get suspicious of me not ageing.

I was a fool but a fool who had a plan and for a while it worked.

I spent a lot of my time moving around the country till I settled in New York. I know it wasn't the best hiding place but where better to hide from your enemies than right under their nose where they least expect it.

Unlike most monsters I didn't have the ability to smell Demigods. The abilities I had were limited to my voice and a few select abilities coming from being the child of Hecate.

But I refused to ever use them.

I settled into a major art and theatre school in the big apple. I spent most my days practicing musical theatre. Singing was something I was good at without even using my siren abilities and it soon became its own lesson as I learnt a greater control of my abilities.

It was going great till the day they showed up.

I was sat in the large auditorium gentle playing the keys on the piano and singing softly to a song I had heard around the campus. It was by that singer Taylor Swift and every free moment I found myself singing it. I slowed down the melody on the piano lingering on the lyrics adding my Italian accent to the words the way I would when I sang my siren song. The way you move is like a full-on rainstorm, and I'm a house of cards. You're the kind of reckless that should send me running. But I kinda know that I won't get far" I let my voice slip back to normal as I focused my tone to be even softer. "And you stood there in front of me, just close enough to touch, close enough to hope you couldn't, see what I was thinking of." I smiled as I picked up the pace and began playing it back to its normal key and having timed it perfectly I heard the other instruments pick up the tune as I sung my favourite part; "Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain. Kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain, 'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile." I frowned hearing my siren voice slip into the song and began to bring it to an end as naturally as I could while the other musicians stared at me in shock. "Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down, give me something that'll haunt me, when you're not around, 'cause I see sparks fly whenever you're around." I laid the lid of the piano down and covered the keys while I rested my head on the back of my hands.

"That was really beautiful."

My eyes looked around to the seats where two kids were sat. The first had sea green eyes and I blushed realising what I had just sung. He wore an orange t-shirt and a bead necklace with a trident bead as the first noticeable piece. His pen rested in his palm as though he was ready to use it at a moments notice… What was he going to do? Draw on me to death?

"I heard a voice like that once when I was in the sea of monsters." His eyes locked with mine. "It was the voice of a Siren."

"Don't you dare call me that!" I snapped and turned furiously at him. He has no idea what I am! He doesn't know what I've been through!

"Then what do I call you and what are you. I have never seen a monster offended like this before."

"Shut up." I poured all my Siren side into my voice and watched as his mouth was forced closed. I turned to the other guys but being mortals… they were thick headed. They didn't know what they had just seen.

"Have you two lovers finished arguing yet?"

"What!?"

"HMPH!" a muffled shout came from the boy. The musicians laughed as they walked off.

"This was my last day before my summer holiday!" I snarled as I looked back over to the boy. "I had gone officially one year without using my powers on purpose! Then you turn up and ruin it!" the boy growled a few things and I sighed. "I'm not full monster. My name… well it's what people call me anyway, it's Sirena. I am a son of Hecate and a Siren." I folded my arms and glared at him as his eyes widened.

I only flinched away from his returned glare when the water bottle in my hand exploded. "Child of Poseidon?" now it was my turn to be shocked but it didn't last very long. I raised my palm as the water circled back to hit me in the head. The water merely began to struggle and became solid ice in the air before it fell to the floor. I felt my grasp over his mouth releasing as he moved his jaw making sure he had control of it.

"You can't be possible. Hecate would… besides it doesn't make sense how…"

I raised my eyebrow as I saw the blonde girl enter the room.

Her I recognised. Blonde hair and grey eyes while having a streak of grey in her hair which mirrored the boys. "You're girlfriend was born from the thoughts of her mother and you question my birth?"

"What the? Percy, are you okay!" she looked at him. So he's the great Percy Jackson?

"Annabeth you're not going to believe this." my eyes took in the sight of the girl and I sneered unimpressed. Annabeth chase, the one who almost fell to my kind if it hadn't been for him.

"Just leave me alone both of you!" I picked up my books and held them close to my chest as I slung my bag over my shoulder. The collar like necklace with the silver glinting skull caught their attention as I began to walk past both but they eventually just caught up with me and walked in my steps.

"You can't just go!" Percy placed a hand on my shoulder but I just shrugged it off.

"Watch me or haven't you offended the monster quite enough yet!?"

"Oh Percy, we were supposed to place nice." Annabeth face palmed, "She sent us to get him and bring him to camp to be claimed!"

"I couldn't help it! I just remember what happened with his mother during the giant war."

I came to a skidding stop and looked over at him. "You know my mother?"

"I… sent her to Tartarus." He looked as anxious as Annabeth did but I just grinned and continued walking.

"Good. It's time someone gave her a taste of her own medicine."

"What?"

"It's a long story." I waved him off as I waited patiently out front for a bus. I had packed this morning ready to leave and set off for the next country.

"We have time." He pointed to the delayed sign showing the bust was going to be a couple hours late.

"Be it on your own head Demigods." I sighed taking a shaky breath and began to tell them the tale.

Annabeth put an arm around me when I had finished and wiped tears from my eyes. "Oh gods, that's horrible. You must have been there while we were trekking across Tartarus." And I nodded in agreement.

"Though I wouldn't have sensed you, I was reforming at the time. So now Demigods do you understand? I'm about as much of a monster as you are. God blood flows stronger in my bones and although birthed by a siren I have a fragile human body." I pulled out the girl's dagger and ran it across my palm. Both looked horrified as red blood began to swell through the open wound and pour down my wrist.

"Don't do that to yourself Sirena."

"What do you care." I growled and saw the bus stop waiting for people to get on.

"Just come with us please! We can show you a safe place."

"What? You're camp half blood?"

"Not exactly. Just give us both a chance."

What monster would give Demigods a chance?

But as I said. I am no monster.

The next couple of days went by in a blur with Annabeth and Percy. We spent days at a time on busses only swapping occasionally to get off and catch the next one. "I don't know why you just didn't call blackjack?" Annabeth whispered quietly. To normal ears they wouldn't have been heard. But I wasn't normal either.

"Because he knew who we were picking up and he said it made him nervous."

"I tend to have that effect." I muttered and both looked over at me turning slightly pale.

"We're here!" Percy perked up as the bus came to a stop outside a tunnel. He flipped the bus driver a gold coin before taking Annabeth gently by the hand, she in turn grabbed my own and pulled me off the bus as I flashed an apologetic smile at the bus driver.

After that we walked down long winding tunnels till finally we saw a speck of light up ahead. "Welcome-"

"To camp Jupiter." Annabeth grinned interrupting Percy's dramatic voice as he had obviously been practicing how to say it.

"Wise girl." he lent closer to her.

"Sea weed brain." She kissed him lightly on the lips and were only pulled away from each other when someone let out a fake cough and both looked as though they had been caught doing something they shouldn't but I was to busy taking in the beautiful scenery around me.

The wide blossoming hills stood out in as bellow the vast trees and area around them was a city.

"That's…"

"I know." Annabeth grinned placing a hand on my shoulder sympathetically understanding how much this was to take in.

"That's Rome!" I stared at the ancient architecture though the city looked as modern as any I have ever seen.

"Nico. We found him." Percy threw his hand behind his head and ruffled his hair nervously as he stood in the way of the sight of the boy. It was strange though. My necklace felt as though it was pulling forward.

"Good. Reyna was starting to worry."

I knew that voice.

I looked around and stared at the sight of the Demigod I had once spent weeks with in the pits of hell. "You?" my hand went to my necklace and then reached out as though to touch his face to make sure he was alive.

But Nico was just staring at me as though I was the ghost. Oh how much I wanted to be near him. No. mother had once sent us to Tartarus for that type of thinking. Because you had no intention of kissing the girls you lured. I flinched at the memory then almost cried thinking of the time that mother had caught me with a farmer I had lured. He had been the same age as me and the first mortal I had wanted to protect.

He lasted an hour on the island before mother tore him to shreds and I lost the only person I had felt close to.

Nico slowly stepped forward. He had definitely grown over the last year. He was slightly taller than me and I smiled looking into those dark eyes once again. "Long time no see."

"You… but you were in… the island…"

"You two know each other?" Percy looked at the exchange between us but me and Nico kept our eyes locked as though we were scared the other was going to drift away on the breeze. NO! I can't think like this! I broke the gaze and lowered my eyes to the ground as a blush crept to my face.

Nico shifted uncomfortably as though he was having the same thoughts and didn't want to show this to the others. "He saved me once on his mother's island and I didn't realize it till later but he also saved me in Tartarus."

No I couldn't. if I looked at him now as tears were gathering in the back of my eyes I wouldn't be able to stop till I had my arms around him and he was whispering softly to me the way he had done in Tartarus when I had been screaming from the pain.

Nico Di Angelo. The ghost king, the son of Hades, the boy I… no I wouldn't say it. I have hidden this long I would not ruin it now.

I looked over to Annabeth as I shifted my feet uncomfortably. "Please can you show me where I will be staying?"

"That's why I'm here." Nico said as the other two Demigods began walking away with a curious look evident in their eyes. "You will be staying with me until another house can be found for you. Are you okay with that?"

Tartarus yes is I!

"Yeah." I couldn't even look him in the eyes.

We walked through the town four about an hour and I began to feel exhausted. I hadn't slept properly in days except for when I had managed a few hours sleep when Percy and Annabeth said they would keep an eye out.

I may have been monster but my body was a mixture of components of being monster and immortal yet my body apparently radiated a reek of Demigod scent. Part of my curse to be outcast, I belonged no where.

Nico came to a stop outside a small apartment like villa and I looked at the smooth painted walls and garden which was unused. "Here we are. Come on in. Make yourself at home." Did he use that gentle tone with everyone? Or was he more comfortable with me because I was an immortal of the underworld.

As I walked into the villa the first thing I noticed was how beautiful it was. Black leather couches reclined on a fur carpet while paintings hung on the wall and I rushed over to look at their amazing detail. A small kitchen was to the right as you walked in with a marble island top while around the edges were counters fridges and an oven which looked just as unused as the garden!

The bedrooms were ad the end of the living room separated by two doors. The one of the right was to the smaller bedroom though it had a king sized bed and air con unit to keep the room at a pleasing temperature while the door on the right led to a large bathroom through why it had both a shower and bath I was unsure but I still made sure that I would have that bath before I went back out again.

Then I frowned noticing a painting that was close by.

I wasn't frowning at it because of if I thought it was bad. I was frowning at it because of what it was. When I looked at it, it was like looking into a mirror.

My golden locks were swerved over dark green eyes and smooth lightly tanned skin. Though my hair was short at the sides the swerved locks still tried in attempt to spike up.

I looked over to a large mirror that rested in the bathroom. I guess being a siren my body was supposed to look attracting to those I was attracted to. My body was lean and curved while having a smooth chest and torso. My skinny jeans went with the image perfectly as I looked a the student belt which hung loose slopping to the side while my orange shirt Percy had lent me made the whole image look a bit strange.

My eyes glanced back over to the painting of me and that's when I noticed the signature. "You did this?" I asked Nico who blushed slightly but nodded sheepishly. "You have real talent. I love the way you used the paint to make it look as though my hair is moving but I don't understand. You never saw my face, even on the island you never saw me until the moment that we were both sent to Tartarus."

"I remembered some parts of your features from… that place." I understood his reluctance to mention it. I had watched even from my unconscious as he had almost died in that place all by his self and I couldn't have done anything about it.

I turned to him and smiled, "I never did thank you for helping me." that made him frown.

"Why would you thank me? You saved me."

"You were the first person to stick around and look after me, to show me kindness."

"You better get some sleep."

"Ugh. Nico there is only one bed." I blushed brighter as I looked away from his gaze.

"I'll sleep on the couch. Now go and sleep." He turned me by my shoulders before I could argue and laid me down on the bed and walked out.

Maybe I should give this camp a chance.

Maybe, just maybe, I could find happiness here.

Well… that was If the curse didn't ruin it all first.