Hey guys! First fan fiction so be cool ok, hoping to become an Author myself.

So don't crush my dreams too harshly

This is written after all the war business and stuff with Gaia so yes it will be quite boring at first but I'm hoping for a major story line soon!

POV Mynx Rostetski

Hi all! Mariya Rostetski here, but for all you guys who thinks my name sucks?

Well just call me Mynx.

So who I am you ask? I'm Mariya Rostetski I'm 16 years old and I'm from London England. That's right I'm not from America but I'll explain that all later. I'm also the only unclaimed demi-god at camp half-blood. I'm normal height I'm way to thin to have any shape. I have waist long black hair with chocolate brown coloured eyes and mocha soft skin, not attractive at all.

Now back to reality (Or what's left of it)

Sometimes you'd think 'What could go wrong on your first date?' Usually it's the basic, 'not turning up' or 'the diner's food was rank' but in our case, I mean Leo Valdez and myself. What else could we do when vengeful Empousai and Cyclops's ruined our date? Well the only thing for it… Run.

I'll start at the beginning,

It was winter break when the campers decided whether they would stay on at Camp half blood or leave for the holidays, as I had no family currently alive I signed the form saying that I would be staying at camp half blood again.

"Hey Mynx!" I looked up and saw Travis Stoll and Connor his twin brother step through the cabin towards me. "We need your form" I nodded and handed the form to them so that the cleaning harpies wouldn't eat me. "Staying again huh?" Connor asked raising his eyebrow I nodded again. "One day Mynx we'll make you crack a smile!" Travis said grinning broadly and he clipped a green peg that read 'Rob me' to the shirt of the younger Hermes camper who sadly began to get numerous thefts from his pockets. I'm in this cabin for one reason only; I'm the only unclaimed child in this whole camp. And I've been here nearly a year now I guessed because I wasn't worth the fuss, my dad just didn't see a reason to bother. I stood and grabbed my backpack and my sword Fatum that was Latin for 'Fate' great thing about my sword was that it shrunk neatly in a pocket-knife which I tucked in the pocket of my green camouflage pants. The knife itself was useless but to open tin cans and door locks. The Stoll brothers would never get me to smile, I wasn't shy, don't get me wrong but I wasn't a humorous person. But there was one boy who could he was waiting past the Golden Fleece, past Ladon the dragon by an American taxi waiting to go on our first trip to New York City.

And his name is Leo Valdez.