Hey, Padfoot Jr here. It's my first chapter story! I have to say, I'm getting excited. But don't get your hopes up people. XD I need OC's for this story, by the way, so look for the form at the bottom!

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The Legion of Hecate

Chapter One: Roselyn

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Rosalyn hadn't ever thought about physically strangling another being before, but the new kid was really pushing her limits.

To start off with, he was obviously a son of Apollo. The kid was all smiles, with a face full of sunshine, even after he'd been nearly mauled to death by a tribe of volucri. Every time she dared to glance at his blindingly white teeth, it was like a bucket of ice water dumped on her head. Secondly, he wouldn't stop asking questions. It was difficult enough to try and escort him to the nearest Legion hideout (more commonly known as a TLH) without attracting any other monsters without his incessant talking. And then there was the singing. Holy Hecate, the singing.

When he started humming, Roselyn's suspicions about his godly parent were confirmed. She knew he didn't mean it, but he obviously had cantate somnus, an ability he'd apparently inherited that put the listeners of his voice to sleep. Rubbing her eyes, Roselyn was about to demand that the kid shut up for once, but she was too tired to do so. She'd just have to deal with him until TLH. Then maybe Lady Hecate would give her a break and hand the kid off to someone else.

"Where are we going?" the kid asked for the seventeenth time. The terrible smell of the musty alleyway assaulted Roselyn's nose as she turned to face him. It was unfair of her to call him a kid, since he looked her age. Muttering a quick propertus spell, Roselyn confirmed the fact that they were both fifteen.

"Stop talking, you're giving me a headache." Roselyn muttered, turning away. She went back to studying his profile under her eyelids. Name: Logan. Godly Parent: Apollo. Roselyn gave a silent victory smirk to herself. Awareness Level: Zero. Great. Zero is a long way from ten. "And no singing. It's making me tired."

"Well, I'm so-rry." Logan muttered. "It's not like I'm being dragged to an unknown place against my will after almost dying on account of giant cockroaches and the only human in the vicinity is refusing to give me any information." There. At least the yellow bubble of happiness surrounding him had popped.

"Just wait until we get to the TLH." Roselyn couldn't help feeling a little teeny bit sorry for Logan, even though he was annoying the Hecate out of her. "The Lady will explain everything when we get there." She glanced anxiously around them. "That is, if we get there."

"Aha! The girl offers a piece of information!" That gleeful grin was back on his face. "Next step: what's the TLH and how far and why would we not get there and who is the lady and-"

"SHH!" Roselyn hushed him quickly and she stopped moving. He bumped into her, causing the former to curse and the latter to yank him back up. "Listen."

"For what?" Logan turned to face her and Roselyn almost rolled her eyes at his obvious stupidity before reminding herself that he was a greenie.

"For that." Roselyn frowned as her eyes travelled to the bestiola behind him. It was a creature of Infernus; a giant dinosaur-esque creature with poisonous teeth and claws. One swipe was fatal. It had a high resistance to both celestial bronze and imperial gold, and its skin was extremely tough. Logan spun and his jaw grazed the floor. Roselyn's heart sped up a little as she glanced back at the bestiola. One on one: that would most likely be okay. She'd never actually fought a bestiola before because they were an extremely rare species of monster. But she had the infuriating demigod to protect – that made her situation a little more difficult. "Go hide behind that garbage can, and don't disturb me, or we'll both die," she told him quickly before shoving him in the general direction of the trashcan. He stumbled with an indignant yell.

Wrinkling her nose at the nasty smell of the bestiola (she should've known earlier), Roselyn muttered, "Nihil vident." Her hand wriggled out of existence as she pulled a potion out of her Ender Box. The Ender Box was a gift from Lady Hecate – it could appear into existence anywhere with the two words spoken by Roselyn. It was invisible and contained no matter nor mass, but you could still withdraw and deposit items in there from any time. She managed a glance at Logan, who was looking on with confusion. With a yell, Roselyn dove to the left to avoid the bestiola as it made a grab for her. "C'mere, you overgrown brute!"

"Duratus." Roselyn ducked and dodged a spurt of fire and outstretched her arm and a jet of ice spurted from her hands. The giant bestiola tried to eat it, but its mouth wasn't open for long enough. "Liquidum!" Water went next, but the same thing happened. "Praevolo." Roselyn was picked up by a gust of wind that carried her up high above the monster.

"What are you trying to do?" Logan called down from below.

"I need it to open its mouth so I can drop this congelasco potion down its throat!" Roselyn screeched back down. "It's a creature of the Fire Devil – ice is its weakness!" Distracted, Roselyn barely spun away from the burst of fire the bestiola sent at her and it singed the shoulder of her blue shirt. "Now for Hecate's sake, shut up!" Face beet red at her brush with death, Roselyn turned away from him and tried to recall some information about old heroes conquering bestoli, but she was blanking. With a start, she realized it was headed towards Logan. With an irritated yelp, Roselyn forced its attention back to her with an icy cold burst between its eyes. At least that worked, she reasoned, but now how do I kill the damned thing?

"Go to sleeeeep. Go to sleeeeeep." Roselyn's head snapped to Logan as he hid behind the trashcan. "Go to sleep little beastieee…" The bestolia's eyes drooped and so did Roselyn's. She lost her balance and would've become a Roselyn-cake on the alleyway floor had the Wind not unconsciously caught her.

"What the Hecate, Logan?" Roselyn yelled. He put a finger to his lips, something she recognized as a 'shh' sign.

"Go to sleeeeep. Go to sleeeeep." Logan gave the bestiola an exaggerated yawn. Slowly, tantalizingly, the bestiola yawned back. Seeing her chance, Roselyn uncorked the congelasco potion and dumped it right into the bestiola's mouth. The monster froze, when suddenly a loud cracking sound was heard. Sure enough, glowing blue cracks started to appear in the monster's impenetrable armor. With one last blast of light (in which Roselyn slapped a hand over Logan's eyes) the bestiola was gone. She sighed, relieved.

"That was… actually pretty good, for an awareness level zero." Roselyn gave the boy next to her a small nod, and he smirked in triumph.

"Aha! I just saved your butt!"

Roselyn felt her face heat up again. "No you did not!" she argued. "C'mon, who knows how many more bestiola there are in the area."

"What is a best-ee-owe-luh anyways?" Logan asked.

Roselyn started down the alleyway again, giving Logan a sideways glance. "I think it's best to wait until we reach the TLH."

Logan stopped in his tracks and folded his arms. Roselyn checked his portfolio again – awareness was at three. "I'm not moving an inch until you tell me what's going on."

Roselyn rolled her eyes and sighed. "C'mon, we'll talk and walk." He stepped forward to meet her and she began. "What do you know about the Greek gods and goddesses?"

Logan frowned. "You're gonna tell me they're real, aren't you?"

Roselyn paused. "Well, that makes my job easier, doesn't it?" She chuckled. "Do you know of the goddess Hecate?"

The boy next to her paused. "Goddess of magic..? Right?" Logan nodded as realization lit up his eyes. "She's the Lady, isn't she?"

"Are you sure you're not an Athena kid?" Roselyn raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm sure that I'm not Athena's kid," Logan confirmed, nodding furiously. "If I'm a son of one of these gods, it's gonna be a boy."

"Obviously it's Apollo," Roselyn reasoned. "Even cantate somnus are extremely rare amongst Apollo children."

"What's a cantatee sominus?"

Roselyn chuckled. She was actually starting to find Logan entertaining. Even though he seemed completely clueless, she could see the gears spinning in his brain. "Your singing ability that puts beings to sleep."

"Oh." Logan nodded. "Now, what's TLH? Why am I going there?"

"Well…" Roselyn peeked her head around a corner before deeming it safe. "When gods have kids with mortals, they are called demigods. Once you know you're a demigod, monsters like the volucri and the bestiola start to hunt you down. So there are camps to keep you safe." Roselyn turned to make sure he was following both her and her story. "The main Greek camp is Camp Half-Blood. The main Roman one is Camp Jupiter. Then there are smaller camps, like us. We're the Legion of Hecate. Lady Hecate trains us and essentially keeps us safe from monsters. Of course, we're all trained in magic. You don't even have to be a Hecate kid to be in the Legion. With the upcoming war with Gaea-"

Logan yelped as he tripped on a root. "The war with who?"

"Gaea," Roselyn said bitterly. "The earth is basically plotting against us. There are seven demigods from Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter on their way to Greece to try and stop her now, but…" she glanced around. "We need to pick up the pace. We're almost there."

Before long, Logan and Roselyn arrived at an old abandoned subway station. "This is it?" Logan raised his eyebrows.

"Ha ha." Roselyn rolled her eyes. "Nos entrare." Slowly, a panel slid out from the wall. Logan's mouth sagged a little as Roselyn walked into the pathway that had just been opened. "You coming?"

Logan followed her without any further questions, which Roselyn was grateful for. The tunnel emerged into a beautiful courtyard, where kids and teens were walking around, laying in the grass or sitting on benches. Roselyn glanced behind her, and the pathway through the waterfall had closed off. With a slight smile, she took in the familiar buildings, sports fields, cabins, dining pavilion, pool, and the giant infirmary. "Woah…" Logan gasped.

"Home sweet home." Roselyn took a deep breath in and the scent of magic tickled her nose. "It's great, huh?"

"Yeah…" Logan's eyes travelled around, probably trying to take it all in. "It's just like camp." It did look just like an ordinary camp. But if you actually looked, you would see the magic and the elements floating through the air.

"The ball is made of fire in…" Roselyn paused. "Baseball. And if something catches fire, the runner gets an extra base." A smile danced along her face. "You'll love it here. But first we need to take you to Lady Hecate. She needs to know that my quest has been successful." Logan followed her across the grass and she briskly walked along a stone path. There were important looking buildings to her left and the sports fields to her right. Roselyn stopped by a tall, homey-looking one and swung the door open. The Grand Hall. "Let's go."

"Okay," Logan agreed. He stepped in after her and Roselyn blinked as the different colored lights from the stain glass windows assaulted her eyes. They were in a tall, church-like building with many windows and carpeted floors. Gleefully, Roselyn walked up a wooden path in the center of the room. At the far end, there was a golden throne. Residing on the throne was Lady Hecate herself.

Hecate was beautiful, but extremely frightening. She was dressed in dark robes with a single moon crescent on the pocket. Her dark, black hair barely reached her shoulders and her face seemed ageless, just like a Greek statue. As usual, her polecat was beside her on the arm of the throne. Roselyn knelt down before Hecate and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Logan do the same. Smart kid.

"Rosalyn, my Lieutenant." Roselyn picked her head up. "I see you have come back from your quest successful."

"Yes, Lady Hecate." Roselyn confirmed. "The demigod is a child of Apollo with cantate somnus. We ran into a herd of volucri and a bestiola."

"A bestiola." Lady Hecate nodded solemnly. "Well done, Roselyn. I suppose this child of Apollo needs a cabin?"

"Yes, milady." Roselyn nodded.

"Very well. Place him in Cabin Alpha Chi."

"A fine choice, milady. Is there anything else you require of me?" Roselyn asked, as was custom.

"Not as of now, Roselyn." Hecate gave the girl a thin-lipped smile. "Go have fun. You have done much for this camp, and the Legion."

"Thank you, Lady Hecate." Roselyn stood and dusted off her robes before helping Logan to his feet, even though he didn't really require her assistance. "C'mon Logan, I'll show you around."

Once they were out of the Grand Hall, Roselyn began to explain all the various places to Logan. "These are the MGW fields. MGW stands for Magician War. We have a traditional MGW game on the head of the month. You're in luck – that's in four days."

"So…" Logan said, "if my godly parent is Apollo, who's yours?"

Roselyn gave him a chuckle. "Believe it or not, it's Ares." Logan raised his eyebrows. "There's still so much to see! And I've got to get you to Alpha Chi."

"Alright, chill Fighter Girl." Logan shrugged.

"Fighter Girl?" Roselyn was unamused.

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So that's it for this chapter! No, I'm not planning on getting Roselyn and Logan together. But I need OC's! So if you have an idea for a character, fill out this form and post it in the comments.

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OC Form:

Name:

Age:

Godly Parent:

Camp (Half-Blood, Jupiter or the Legion? This whole story will be told in the Point of View of some kids in the Legion so you may not be in the story much if you go to Jupiter or Half – Blood.):

Appearance (hair, eyes, skin):

Good Traits:

Bad Traits:

History:

Love Interest (Can either be a canon character, a side-character that will not be part of the story, none, or you will let me pair you with another OC. Just warning you: I like my canon couples. So if you choose the 7 as a love interest you might not get one of them.):

Weapons:

Powers (if any):

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So please gimme some OC's! And thanks for reading, my fellow Marauder Jr's! The next chapter might not be up for a few days, so I apologize if it takes a while.

Peace,

Padfoot Jr.