Claimer: I DO own Percy Jackson….. Just kidding, if I owned it I would have an indoor pool! Lol

Anyway, this story is set about a year after the Titan War. The events in "The Heroes of Olympus" series are nonexistent so Percy's still at Camp Half Blood. Also, the Cabins for the Minor Gods and Goddesses, including Hades, are finished.

Now, on with the story!

Daughter of The Wind

Chapter 1- Aiden Lawrence

"You know where to go, right? You still have the address I gave you?" She questioned as we walked into the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport.

"Yes, Mom, I still have it in my pocket," I chuckled as I smiled up at her.

"Okay, good. Now, Aiden, are sure you have everything?" She stammered.

"It's all in here," I replied, gesturing to my silver backpack.

"Okay, great, just… just please be careful," Mom pleaded.

I sighed at her worry. I guess she had reason to though, I mean, she was sending her only daughter off to Manhattan alone. Of course, that's only because the ticket cost so much. In all honesty, I knew that if could she afford it she would have come with me.

"I'll be fine," I reassured.

I actually didn't know if I would be though. See, just three months ago, my mother told me that I was a demigod and that I had to go to some summer camp in New York. Thankfully, I'd remembered some of my history class to remember that Demigods were kids who have one mortal parent and one God or Goddess parent. Personally, I thought my mom had lost her mind when she told me this, but then she explained to me that that was reason I'd never met my father. What did she say his name was again?

Suddenly, my plane was announced on the loud speaker through out the airport.

"Well that's the plane," I commented before looking back at my mother. "I've gotta go, Mom."

"Alright," she stated before pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged her back just as tightly.

"Bye, Mom, I'll be back after summer," I assured as I let go of her. She nodded, tears beginning to prick the corners of her eyes.

I gave her one last confident smile before running to the boarding area for my plane.

By the time I got to my window seat, the plane was only fifteen minute from taking off. I quickly buckled myself into the plane seat.

Soon, we were up in the air and wave of relief washed over me. If anything could make me more carefree it would be opening the plane window, feeling the air rush by like when I'm in the car. I mean, am I the only who's ever stuck her head outside of an open window like a dog because it's so refreshing?

I smiled at the thought, but just settled for staring out of my window for the next 2 hours. Soon, the flight attendant came down the isle and came to ask me if I wanted something to drink or eat.

"Just a coke, please" I requested before watching her leave on her merry way.

After she left, I put down the tray connected to the back of the seat in front of me. Then I suddenly remembered that I didn't have to sit on this plane and be bored. I reached into my backpack and took out a huge book. The title read The Big Book of Greek Mythology given to me by my mother. Gotta love the straight forward title.

"Um… Miss?" I heard a voice call. I assumed it was speaking to me, so I looked up to see the perky flight attendant. She handed me the beverage I asked for.

"Oh, right, thank you," I thanked before setting the cup down on the tray and going back to the book my mom had told me to at least attempt to read.

The flight attendant walked away and left me alone to it. The moment I opened the book to its first page, I groaned. Stupid dyslexia. It always made words look so jumbled. I couldn't even get through the first sentence so I closed the book and instead of thinking about Greek mythology, I thought about my mom.

Where was she sending me anyway? Was she trying to get rid of me? I knew that I was a troubled kid and all but it wasn't my fault my ADHD caused me to do stupid things, right?

Oh, what am I thinking? Mom's not trying to get rid of me, I mentally reasoned. If she had been, she wouldn't have cried when she said goodbye. But then, where is she sending me? She said it was a summer camp for demigods, but what does a being a demigod have to do with summer camp?

Truthfully, I still didn't believe I even was a demigod. I mean, I'm pretty sure the Greek Gods aren't real. They were just stories from ancient times… right? I was beginning to get even more uncertain.

One thing's for sure though, if Greek gods were real, I can see why one of them would want to meet my mom. My mother had long chestnuts brown locks of hair and welcoming hazel eyes that I'm glad to say I inherited. That along with her warm smile made my mother nearly angelic.

I remembered my mother telling me that she even used to be a weather anchorwoman when she was younger, and that that was how she met my father.

Unfortunately, my mother didn't become a renowned model or actress like she looks like she should be. Instead, she grew old raising me, and could only manage to get a job at the Publix down the street from our small apartment in Seattle. But even if we weren't the richest family around, we still had each other. That was good enough.

That returns me back to this "Father" business. Why should some guy, who left my mom when she was pregnant, suddenly come up during dinner one night? Plus, I still couldn't even remember the guy's name!

I was one of the last to get off the plane, but with only a duffel bag and backpack to carry, I was one of the first outside the JFK airport.

I looked up at the sky; it was only noon or so.

I looked back to the streets and used my loudest Taxi whistle. A second later, a yellow car pulled up in front of me. He rolled down his window.

"That's one heck of a whistle you got there, kid," he complimented.

"Thanks," I replied with a smile as I threw my duffel bag and backpack in the car, along with myself.

"Where to?" he questioned from the front seat.

"Here," I said giving him the address my mom had given me. He took it, but then looked at it confusedly.

"Kid, there's nothing at this address," He stated. Now, I looked at him confusedly.

How could nothing be at the address? Mom told me specifically to go there.

Well, no use in not going at all, I thought to myself.

"Can you still take me there?" I asked.

"Uh… yeah, sure, but it's still a long drive, you sure you got the money to pay for it?" He asked.

I winced slightly, remembering how hard my mother had worked to get me the money for this little trip.

"Yeah, I got the money" I said with slight guilt.

"Alright, then here we go" he replied as the car pulled away from the airport.

As soon as he did, I put my window down and let the wind hit my face. It felt amazing.

After what felt like hours, the guy stopped at the address I gave him.

I was shocked to see two huge white columns holding a white column sign with words etched into it saying "CAMP HALF BLOOD" and what was probably the camp behind the sign. It looked to be filled with kids all wearing orange T-shirts.

I looked to the cab driver to ask him why he said that there was nothing at this address, but he beat me to the punch.

"See? Told you nothing was here," he responded. I stared at the back of his head wide-eyed.

How can he still be able to say that? Doesn't he see it? I wondered.

"Uh…" was my reply.

"Look, do you still want me to leave you here?" he asked curiously. "Because it feel wrong to leave a 15 year-"

"16," I corrected involuntarily.

"Whatever. I still don't feel comfortable leavin' you out here especially when the sun sets in a couple of hours," he notified. I still couldn't believe he couldn't see the camp when it was like 15 feet away from him.

"Um… don't worry, I can walk from here," I muttered as I opened my door.

"You sure?" he responded. I nodded. He shrugged and took off as soon as got my stuff out of his car.

As he drove away, I walked through the white columns and into the camp, curiously, wondering why I was there in the first place.

Unfortunately, I was wondering too long as suddenly a beast pounced on me!

"AH!" I shouted as it forced me to the ground. Whatever it was, it whipped out its slimy tongue and licked me with it. What is this? A giant bear with a tongue probably longer than my arm!

"Mrs. O'Leary! Heel, girl!" a boy's voice ordered.

The beast seemed to respond as it began to back away from me. When I was free, I looked up from the ground to see a black-haired, green-eyed boy with one hand on the beast's head, petting it, and the other reached out for me to take.

I grabbed it and he pulled my up effortlessly to my feet.

"Sorry about Mrs. O'Leary here," he apologized, flashing a goofy smile. "She's just a dog who loves to meet new people."

"Dog? That?" I muttered as I looked up at it. It- She barked happily.

"Yep." he replied before walking back towards the camp. Then he stopped walking and looked back towards me "You coming'?"

"Oh! Right!" I murmured as I hastily followed him and his dog that nearly gave me a heart attack.

"My name's Percy Jackson, by the way," He introduced.

"Aiden Lawrence," I responded.

"So I take it you're a new demigod?" Percy questioned.

"Yeah, at least that's what my Mom says," I answered as I walked beside him.

"So it's your Dad that's the Godly parent then. Do you know who he is?"

"Uh, I can't remember… his name started with an A, I think," I grumbled.

"Apollo?" The green-eyed boy guessed.

"No, no, it was… um…" I stuttered, trying to rack my brain for a name.

"Ares?" he asked again.

"No, that's not it. It was… um…" Then realization dawned on me.

"Aeolus!" I shouted in remembrance. "My mother said I was a daughter of Aeolus!"

Well, that was the first chapter of The Daughter of The Wind! I hope you all loved it. I know I did! Please review and I'll try to get the next chapter up in 3 days.

Yours truly,

The Victorian