Okay, another story started. I hope this one is better than the others.

I don't own PJO

On with the story!

A boy, probably fourteen with black hair walked into a fire-lit room. Looking around, I noticed that we were surrounded by flames. I turned around when I heard talking. It was the boy:

"Father," he said, bowing to a man. The man was sitting on a throne with a robe that seemed to be made of smoke.

"Nico," the father said with strange smile on his face. "It's nice to see you." His expression turned more serious. "Now what is this about your dreams?"

I walked around so I could hear more clearly.

"They're all the same," the boy named Nico started. "All the gods are fighting over whether or not to kill this girl. They say she's an incredibly powerful half-blood. She may even be more powerful than Zeus, Poseidon or your children. I hear them arguing, she yells, 'Nico!' then, it ends."

The man looked closely at his son. "Are they sure this is true?" Nico nodded. "Very well. I will see if I can talk to my brothers about this matter."

"Thank you, Father." The black-haired boy said. He was about to leave when he called, "Can I say one more thing?" His father sat up in his throne and gave a look that said 'go ahead.' Nico took a deep breath before saying, "I think I can feel her presence through the dream. It's almost like she's there."

"Is that all?" the man asked.

"Yes."

"Thank you for telling me, Nico. Can you sense her now?"

Nico looked at me and his black eyes went wide. He shook his head. "No," he said. "But her name's Shira Lanota."

I woke up. "What the hell?" was all I could say. That was an interesting dream. Then I remembered what Nico had said at the end of the dream. "And her name's Shira Lanota." I shivered remembering the voice of the man. It was so cold and why did it seem so familiar? I shrugged it off and headed to the shower.

Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Shira Lanota. I have long, black hair and I love to wear black. A normal outfit for me is a short black skirt, black, long-sleeved fishnet shirt with a black tee underneath. I have a black cat collar and mid-calf heeled boots. I'm five-foot one and skinny, but I can beat up someone twice my size pretty easily. My mom's divorced and I have no brothers or sisters. Although sometimes I wish I did.

Strange things have been happening. I've been seeing monsters (like real monsters, not the ones you imagine when you're a kid). I've been hearing this voice telling me about the monsters when I see them. To top it off, I've been talking to people about these problems and others say that there's no one there. Tell me how that's not strange.

I must have been in the shower longer than normal because my mom knocked on the door. "I'll be right out!" I yelled. I sighed. It was going to be an interesting day.

AT SCHOOL

I was walking through the halls, thinking about my dream. Now I normally don't dwell on my dreams but this one was different. It seemed so real. I thought. Why does that voice seem so familiar? Was that place hell? I was brought out of my daze by my friend Jackie's hand waving in front of my face.

"Shira?" she asked. Calling Shira. Hello Shira."

"Huh?" I said stupidly. Jackie laughed.

"Glad you're back. Come on. I've got some new friends I want you to meet."

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Lunchroom, duh! It's lunchtime. Wow, you were really out of it, weren't you?"

"Yeah, I guess."

We got to the lunchroom and Jackie led me to the table we normally sit at which had some new kids sitting at it as well.

"Shira, this is Grover Underwood," she gestured to a boy with a baseball cap.

"This is Annabeth Chase," she said. A girl with blonde hair waved. "This is Percy Jackson."

"Hey," a cute boy with messy, black hair and sea-green eyes said.

"And this is-"

"Nico," I inaudibly whispered, eyes wide. He looked exactly like the boy in my dream.

"What?" the presumed Nico boy said. The others looked at us confused.

"Nothing," I said quickly.

"Anyway," Jackie continued. "This is Nico de Angelo. They're going to start school here today."

"Sweet, and you're showing them around?"

"No, we are. I've got Grover and Annabeth and you're showing Percy and Nico around."

"Sweet."

"So, do you wanna tell us what you were thinking about?"

I glanced at Nico and hesitated. "Sure. It started when…"

Yay! I know I have lots of stories in progress right now but I keep getting new ideas. I WILL FINNISH ONE OF THEM! I PROMISE!

Anyway, please review.

Sister