Hey! Goddess of Fangirls here, but you can call me Riley. I've never written fanfiction before, but gimme all the flames you want, I'll eat 'em up for breakfast! Yum Yum! I've taken long enough, so without further ado, Hylla Valdez: Warrior Queen!

"Hylla!" yelled my mother Reyna. "Time for school! You need to be ready for your history test!"

I groaned, and flopped out of bed, getting dressed in a purple tee shirt and jeans, tucking my knife in my left combat boot.

I should probably explain myself- let me back up real quick.

I'm Hylla Esperanza Valdez, my parents- the famous Leo and Reyna. Whoopdedo, huzzah and all that stuff. The reason I carry a knife with me- no, I'm not a psycho who stabs random people, just for the fun of it. I stab monsters, because if I don't, the gnaw me to bits, and I die.

Fun, yeah?

Suuuuuure.

I trudged downstairs twenty minutes later, tossing my obsidian braid over my shoulder, and sitting on the stool at the breakfast bar by my little brother Sammy. Sammy was just like dad, in looks, and sense of humor. Me? I'm a carbon copy of my mum, and I have her same wit and strength, and I have my own metal dog- Bronzie. Sammy and I made him when I was five and he was three, and he chased his tail, killed monsters, breathed fire, and was excellent at catching frisbees. Fun, I know.

Bronzie Aurum were playing tug, while Argentum napped on the windowsill of our bungalow house on the outskirts of New Rome. I looked over and saw usual sights, armour being sold, fauns buying muffins, little kids playing with cardboard swords and daggers, people in swim trunks and towels headed to the baths. I grabbed a carton of orange juice, and grabbed up my brother's toast, taking a bite, and sipped the juice. I polished off my food and grabbed my backpack.

"Hey dorkface, we shadow travel to school in three minutes, so hurry up!" I said, like always, to Sammy. He swatted me with a book, and I rolled my eyes. Ever since we were seven and five, this had been our routine, and it always made me smile to think about how we hadn't changed or matured since.

I swung my black leather jacket around my shoulders, and put on my backpack.

"We gotta go!" yelled Sammy. "See ya later!"

"Bye Mum! Bye Dad!" I yelled.

"We love you, creeps!" yelled dad.

"You're not creeps!" yelled mum.

Sammy and I rushed out of our house, and barely made it to Keyla Di Angelo-Solace's house, where we always shadow traveled to our school in NYC, where we met up with Tally and Tristan, the Grace twins, and Luke, Sall, and Charli Jackson. Marie and Emily Zhang were both six, but their family was good friends with ours.

Luke was flirting with some mortal cheerleader who had red and white pompoms and the name Kelly stitched into her uniform. Keyla went over and started chatting animatedly about some rock n roll band. I sat in my seat by Tally, and we chatted about the game of Greek VS Roman Capture-The-Flag that was to take place later.

"Oh please, Romans will win, no contest!"

"We have the upper hand though, we're on home turf."

"Well, we've been trained to fight wherever we are, so it shouldn't be a problem." I grinned. It really wasn't a debate, Romans would win hands down.

"We have my mum, your dad, Charli's dad, and Charli's mum. Bam." said Tally, crossing her arms.

"We have your dad, the Zhangs, and more legionnaires. We have… 100 or so tonight? How 'bout you, sixty?"

"Our whole camp is playing, plus the Pegasi and O'Leary's pups. I win." my jaw dropped. The pups were these little hellhound-pitbull crosses that belonged to the Jacksons. I pitied the Jacksons, sometimes. But they were above all others when it came to good ol' C-T-F. Tally grinned at my discomfort, but I was saved when Mr. Larmen, our history teacher, walked in and started talking to us about Greek mythology.

"So, a long time ago, the Greeks made up some myths to explain stuff like time, and water. Before this unit, I want you to know that these gods do not exist." at this point, Tally shoved her fist in her mouth to keep from laughing, and I was biting the inside of my cheek. "So. First there was Kronos, the god of time. Kronos married a lot of goddesses, but he married Rhea, and had three kids called Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades. They were eaten, but his wife made him barf them up. They had a war, and the three brothers took control."

Here's high school history for you. Impressive, isn't it?

"Fill out this worksheet with a partner, okay?" he said, electing Sally to pass out the stack of worksheets.

The questions were easy- even with dyslexia, so Tally and I had time to laugh at the other struggling pairs, listening to questions like "Who was Gaea?" "Oh, one of Zeus' kids, I think!" and comments like Zeus and Hera were siblings? Ewey!"

Class was over soon enough, and I walked across the hall to struggle in my Nemesis class- English.

Lucky for me, English was interrupted by a call from the fire alarms- according to the loudspeaker- it wasn't a drill. Twenty minutes later, our principal Mr. Smith told us that someone (who happened to be Sammy) exploded some chemicals in the science lab.

I knew it couldn't be that simple (because that's so simple), so at lunch, which was next period because of the time it took to clear out the school, I got hot lunch.

If one of the demigods at school gets hot lunch, it's code for meet me in the library, we need to talk. We came up with the code in second grade, and used it to this day. I walked my styrofoam tray to the library, and saw Luke and Tally pick up their brown paper bags and follow me there. I sat on a beanbag in the reference book section, where no one went, and about five minutes later, the whole crew was here.

"We all know why we're here- Sam exploded the chem lab. What happened, you work in environments like that all the time, you're not clumsy!" said Sally.

I snorted, but let Sammy talk.

"A lamia was in there, and she made me so nervous I dropped the green powder into the blue liquid!" he said. We all winced. A lamia? A vampire demon? In our school?

I shouldn't've been so surprised, because six powerful legacies and a child of Hades were all in one school together. We agreed if it gave us trouble, we would just run away, and try not to kill it.

Tally, Charli and I walked to the lunchroom together. I caught sight of Matt Johnson, and nearly ran into a wall. He ran a hand through his hair, and laughed at something a girl in a black dress with red flats said.

Motioning to the girl, Tally whispered, "that's our Lamia. She's chatting up Matt over there."

"How can you tell?" murmured Charli from the corner of her mouth, her thumb rubbing the blue ring on her right ring finger.

"The lamia are children of Lamia, who had a snake on her arm. She has a snakeskin armband on. Lamii are vampires who eat children and teens. This girl is in black and red. And lastly, she's coming this way, switchblades in her hands!" hissed Tally.

"Hello Hylla, Charleen, Thalia." said the lamia, putting her arms around Tally and my shoulders. I felt the point of knife in my back, not penetrating the skin, but putting a healthy amount of pressure into it. "Come with me, lovelies." There was a maniacal giggle, and we nervously followed her into the broom closet by the gym.

"W-why did you b-bring us here!?" stuttered Charli. "W-we won't h-hurt you."

"Unless you hurt us." Tally said, hoping to sound confident. The lamia laughed, and brushed her hair over her shoulder.

"Please, I knew I wouldn't have to worry about being hurt by you three." Charli relaxed, taking it as a sign that she was going to make an allegiance with us or something. I knew better, but held my tongue. There was a blur of movement, and the lamia slammed Tally's head into the wall.

"You couldn't hurt me if I had both hands tied behind my back."

Chapter one: done! Hope you enjoyed! I'll write again ASAP!

~GoF

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