Hola! Story to go with my SYOC. I don't own PJO, HoO, and all rights got to Rick Riordan. They story starts before the Eurasians attack, for anyone who knows the story.

Skyler Walsh sighed and tuned out her teacher. Everything about school was horrible for Skyler, being ADHD, dyslexic, and supposedly allergic to learning, but Mrs. Nicholas was arguably the worst teacher Skyler had ever had. She made math worse than it already was.

"Miss Walsh!" Mrs. Nicholas said, "Would you care to answer problem eight, please?"

Mrs. Nicholas was very refined and ladylike. She had a Brittish accent since she was raised in Eurasia. Most people didn't trust her because of it. Ever since the Dead War had started two years and eleventh months ago, anybody who had ties to any Eurasians was looked at suspiciously.

"Yes, I really would care. In fact, maybe you should call on someone else, because I really don't want to answer."

A few people snickered at Skyler's comment. She was always making comments like that. Like in social studies, when Mrs. Hardy brought out a stuffed wooly mammoth to show what animals the first Americans followed over the land bridge, Skyler had yelled "Spear through its head!", and when Mrs. DeViscardi had told the class to silently read, Skyler stayed still and said, "We can't be silent because movement makes noise. After being yelled at, she spent the whole time texting her friend Jackie, who was sitting right next to her.

"But I haven't heard your voice in a while. Please answer."

"You just heard my voice before and you're hearing it right now. Good enough for you?"

"I called on you so you will answer!" Mrs. Nicholas's voice was getting really tense. Skyler took it as an invitation to be more obnoxious.

"Ring! Ring! Progreso! Oops, nobody's there!" A loud burst of laughter broke out, letting Skyler know that she was winning.

"Detention!" Mrs. Nicholas finally snapped, but unluckily for her she said it just as the bell rang, so Skyler could pretend she didn't hear her.

Skyler quickly met up with her sisters Sophia and Shelby. Slyler, Sophia, and Shelby were identical triplets. The only difference in appearance was the color of the streaks they dyed in their hair. Sklyer's was hot pink and fading a little, Sophia's was turquoise and freshly dyed, and Shelby's was lavender.

"You're sporting you mischievous smile." Shelby noted. She was the smartest of the three and in all AP classes, "What did you do now?"

"Probably only really pissed Mrs. Nicholas. Nothing big!"

"Nothing big?" Shelby raised an eyebrow.

Skyler smiled at Shelby's kind and obedient ways, though she knew that Shelby's ignorance to the ways of the real world was going to backfire someday. Even if she was incredibly book smart, she was probably the dumbest person in the world when it came to street smarts.

Sophia was just average when it came to book smarts and street smarts. When it came to music, she was the next Mozart. She played pretty much every instrument the school offered except for the tuba because it was too big for her liking.

Skyler specialized in street smarts and sports. Her constant witty comments and the "Scissor Incident" as most people called it, in fifth grade had gotten her marked as the class clown. She would be the scool's soccer star if it weren't for the fact that she had never gotten a grade above an F - Even in lunch.

"I'm just going to pretend that I never heard that conversation." Sophia decided out loud while Skyler and Shelby laughed.

Skyler was woken in the middle of the night.

"Shhh, stay quiet." Her mother warned. Skyler had always thought that her mom didn't deserve the life she had. Skyler's dad had left her mother when she had just gotten pregnant with triplets. Then the Dead War had started and Skyler's Uncle Clark got drafted into the military and then killed in battle.

"What's wrong?" Skyler asked quietly.

"Shhh." Her mother warned again, "I'll explain in a few minutes. Follow me."

Skyler's mom led her down the stairs and towards the basement. Skyler wondered if there was a twister or something. She has never seen her mom this worried before.

Shouting voices rose from outside. That's when Skyler finally understood.

Eurasians! She thought frantically.

Sophia and Shelby were already in the basement when they got there. Unlike Sophia and Shelby, Skyler could sleep through almost anything.

"I think they're just bombing from the air, so we're going to stay down here until they're done." Skyler's mom said.

That's when the voices grew louder. First it was an old woman's scream, then a man yelling directions, and finally the pounding and shuffling noises from upstairs.

"Hide!" Her mother whisper-ordered. Shelby ducked behind the washer, Sophia jumped in the chiffarobe, and Skyler hid behind a well concealed shelf where she always hid her stuff. Her mother didn't hide. She stood out in the open.

Skyler looked at her souroundings in case she needed to fight. Most of the stuff in front of her was canned soup and fruits. There was a pair of orange scissors that her mom had probably been hiding there since the "Scissor Incedent". Most of the stuff Skyler had left there herself was just boxes of gum, an orange backpack, a notebook, a pair of clothes from the time she trying to annoy her mother by hiding the laundry, and a strapless pink party dress. Skyler quickly picked up everything and stuffed it in the backpack. When she moved the backpack, she also found a sword.

Weird, she thought as she picked it up. When it was in her hand, she turned to face her mother, who still hadn't hid.

The Eurasians thunked down the stairs. Skyler wouldn't be surprised if they had actually broken a few of the old wooden stairs. The house had been there since 2052, and it was now 2333.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" A guard asked Skyler's mom, "Another prisoner?"

"Please don't take me prisoner! Please! I'll do anything, I'll even work for you!" Despite all of her begging, the guards still put handcuffs on her.

"Mom!" Shelby yelled, jumping out of her hiding spot. The guards quickly grabbed her and hand cuffed her.

Sophia smiled at Skyler from her hiding spot and mouthed, Time for confusion!

Skyler knew instantly that Sophia was going to throw her voice to confuse the guards. It was an interesting talent that Skyler had always thought useless. She was wrong.

"Stop it, uglies!" one Sophia said.

"Just shut up and drive!" Another yelled.

"Leave and never return." One said in a spooky voice.

The guard went right over to the washer and grabbed Sophia.

"I was warned about your little tricks, girlie!" The guard had a thick Eurasian accent. Skyler was finding it hard to understand him.

"That's it! It's just me and my twin daughters!" Skyler's mother screeched.

"Lies!" This voice was female and sounded very familiar to Skyler.

Mrs. Deerborn!

Mrs. Deerborn had been Skyler's fifth grade music teacher and short an eye ever since Skyler left. Skyler was aiming for the dart board in the back of the classroom with a pair of safety scissors, but her bad aim had caused her to hit Mrs. Deerborn's eye instead. So it was dubbed the "Scissor Incedent" and never forgotten

"She has one more! A girl named Skyler!"

"We'll check upstairs and you down here, Poala." One guard said.

The guards thundered back upstairs, dragging Sophia and Shelby with them.

That left Skyler alone with Mrs. Deerborn. Skyler knew her only escape route was through thesmall window on the stairs, but to get there she'd have to kill Mrs. Deerborn first.

Skyler heard her mother's faint screaming from upstairs, "Find your father, Skyler! Find your father!"

That was the last straw. Skyler pulled out the scissors and aimed them at the window. Which caused them to find their mark in Mrs. Deerborn's good eye. Before she could scream, Skyler ran over and pulled the scissors right out of her eye. She ran over to the window, pulled off the screen, jumped out and ran.

The only thing she saw when she looked back was the shell of a once friendly New Bedford neighborhood.

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