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So, I'm new to Fanfiction, and this is my first story. Hope you like it and for those who absolutely love stories with Nico A., read on!

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Complicated Life and Love of a Demigod

Chapter 1: Surprises

Dylan's POV

I woke up to my puppy, Peewee, licking my face. I thought that my day was about to get better, but boy, was I wrong. I'm Dylan Green (don't ask me why my surname is like that, I don't really know.). I was living a normal life (mostly) until one day, my dad told me a secret that I really didn't want to know.

"Dylan, sweetie, come here." My dad said, motioning to the space beside him on the couch. "We need to talk."

Oh great. Just great. I just came home from dance classes, dead tired, and my dad's gonna chew me out for something that I didn't do.

"What is it dad"?

He sighed. "This news is probably going to surprise you, so please ta-"

"Just tell me, dad"

Just then, someone knocked at the door. "Guess it'll have to wait," I shrugged and stood up to get the door. I had the biggest shock of my life.

"WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?" I half screamed, half asked.

"Honey, these are kids just like you, so please take it easy." My dad said, pulling me down my seat.

"Yeah, right, take it easy." I said sarcastically.

Now, there were three more people in our loft. The girl had blond hair and stormy gray eyes. The guy beside her had sea green eyes, a nice tan and dark hair. Another guy was playing with my dog, and had pitch black hair, matching eye color and had pale skin. In my standards, I thought he was cute.

"They're gonna take you to the only place on earth safe for people like you". My dad said. "Now get packing, you're leaving today."

I didn't want to yell at my dad in front of our "guests", so I decided to let it slide. "Fine. How about dance class?"

"I called them already."

I sighed. Then I turned to Blondie. "Can I take my dog there?"

"Oh sure. Just don't let her get loose." She replied.

After an hour of packing, I was led to a white van. "Bye, dad." I said. "Bye sweetie. Take care."

I climbed in the van with Peewee and the Pale Dude. "So, I'm Annabeth, this is Percy, and that is Nico." Annabeth said. I turned to Nico. "Hi. I'm Dylan." "Hey." He replied. He continued to stare at me, even though I looked away already. I snapped my fingers in his face, and he snapped out of it. "Sorry. Got a little distracted there." He replied, running a hand through his shaggy mass of hair. "Oo-kay. So, we'll explain things to you when we get to camp, so let's just travel in peace." Annabeth said. Then I leaned back, and fell asleep to the song "The Lazy Song".

Nico's POV

When I saw the girl we were supposed to pick up, my insides churned. She was cute, with dark hair, same dark eyes and an expression that told me that she didn't expect this. She invited us inside. Then, to avoid what was going to happen, I played with her dog, which was a Labrador puppy. I heard her bellow at Annabeth and Percy, but she agreed to come with us.

Then, just my luck, I got to sit with her… and her dog. When she looked at me and said hi, I couldn't stop looking at her. Her name was Dylan. Then she fell asleep, and a few minutes later, she was leaning on my shoulder. I blushed, and then Percy remarked, "Oohh, Nico found another girl to hit on." "Oh shut up. She probably won't like me back." I said. "So you do like her?" Annabeth asked. "I didn't say that." Percy chuckled. "Whatever."

Dylan's POV

When Nico woke me up, my head was on his shoulder. I sat up, and outside, I could see a hill, with a pine tree on top of it. "Where are we, exactly?" I asked. "Oh, we're in Long Island Sound, New York. Camp Half-Blood." Nico said helpfully, shouldering my duffel bag and carrying Peewee's cage. Somewhere on the other side of the hill, a conch horn sounded. "Great. We're just in time for dinner."

We hiked up the hill, and then halfway there I heard a terrible noise. It was a screech. I looked up. There was a horrible thing flying toward us. "Harpy!" Nico yelled, dropping my stuff. I was too petrified to move. Nico drew a sword. Wait, a SWORD? "Whoa. Dude, is that a sword?" I asked. "Isn't it obvious?" he replied. Annabeth and Percy had drawn theirs, too. "Dylan!" Nico yelled. Only too late did I realize that the harpy swooped down had wounded my arm, and my vision went hazy. There was a huge cut, and it was oozing green liquid. "Her sword's poisoned!" Annabeth yelled. They were all fending off the harpy. Think. I thought. Thick vines. Then the ground rumbled. A huge vine had sprouted from the ground, enclosing the harpy and hopefully, crushing her. When the vine recoiled, the harpy was gone. Then, I blacked out.

Ooh, cliffy, right? So read and review!