Who am I

by DemigodsCarryPens

We are the Demigoddesses of Camp Halfblood. Ever heard of us? No, you haven't. You never will. Nevermind. You will. Mabye today, mabye tommorow. Mabye in 200 years. Girls only. Boys, if you are going to read this, this is purely fictional. The Demigoddesses don't exist. Don't come looking for us at any demigod camp. KIDDING! Did you seriously think we were that secretive? Wow.

Books » Percy Jackson and the Olympians » Who am I

Author: DemigodsCarryPens

Rated: K+ - English - General/Fantasy - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-01-14 - Updated: 12-01-14

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A/N- for anyone who actually is reading this, do you like AN or A/N for 'Authors Note'? Leave me your answer in the comments (not that you have to write one). This is a horrible story. I will write 1 chapter. If you want more, tell me in a comment. This is also my first story of all time.
Bold= Me; The Author
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or The Heros Of Olympus. Of course, if I did, I would be screaming my head off.

Name: Samantha Zynamus
Nickname: Sam
gender: female
Age: 14
Mortal Family: Sister and Mother
Godly Parent: Unknown
Appearance: spiky short dark brown hair; rather pointy ears; short upturned nose
Clothing Style: Always wears fluffy black down vest. Usually wears jeans with a short sleeved T-shirt on top of a long one if weather permits. Boots or converse sneakers.
Personality: fun and smart. logical way of thinking.
Likes: Animals
Dislikes: pink and cheese... and cooking. Don't forget pink cheese. She hates that.
Hobbies: Hanging out with friends, and eating sweets
Powers: unknown
Flaws:

Fears: snakes

Magic Objects: none
Romance: None. Yet. Alright I'll tell you. Ihaveacrush. No more from my mouth.
Everything Else: ummmmmm...Ask Natashi.

Hi. My name is Natashi. I know. Kind of exotic. Really though, I am entirely American. (sorry if you find this offensive or something for hopefully-readers who don't live here) I decided to write a journal about us. The Demigodesses. And here you are. Reading the secret journal. I can't belive you people. Really.

Three days ago, us Demigodesses...Oh, wait, I forgot to introduce you. This is Makenzi, Niki, Megan or Meg, Taylor, Emily, Hannah, Isabel (Izzy), Natalie, Sara, Me and Samantha, a.k.a. Sam. We are a group simalar to the Hunters of Artemis and the Amazons. Simalar, but diffrent. See, we are a self organized group that, unlike the Hunters, are actually happy for you if you have a crush, or get a date. And, sadly, we don't have a secret base. We are friends to the end and will actually cry for you if you die on a quest. Anyway, we were taking a trip to the amusement park near we had no mortal money to spare, or a car, we had to walk all the way there. It was actually pretty nice. we could chat, watch the morning trafic and stare into the depths of the forest beside us, anticipating monsters. None came. Huh. Oh well. Actually, is that bush staring at me...
"Grrrrrrrrr...growlllllll"
"Uh, guys, is that bush staring at us?" I said
"Duck!" someone screamed.
"Grrrowwwwllll!"
And out it leapt at us.