Chapter One

This is how I originally imagined it Nachesa Smith and the Olympians. It's going to become it's own story because I have plenty of ideas for the characters to do. You're just gonna have to wait.

Camp Half-Blood. The only safe place for Demi-gods, half god, half human. Recently the camp has been expanding. Instead of the simple 12 cabins for the 12 Olympian Greek gods, new cabins have been added for the lesser gods. One cabin stood alone from the other. The main reason for this is the fact they haven't built up to it yet, and they other is that the inhabitant wasn't the greatest person to be around.

The cabin itself didn't exactly attract visitors either. It was painted completely black, like when you stand in a lightless cave and can't even see your own hand in front of your face. Above the door was a symbol, two silver crescent moons one inside the other. The moons were facing opposite directions; one up, the other down. Only a few of the campers had actually seen the inside, but it wasn't as plain as the outside.

Once you walked through the door, the first thing you saw was the life size statue in the middle of the room. It was of the goddess Nyx and weighted at least 800 lbs. because it was made out of the same metal as Nox Clara, the inhabitant's sword. No one truly knows the name of the element, but only a certain number of beings have access to it. But that was all you saw. The walls and wooden floor were the same color as the outside and had no windows. The entire set up was meant to keep out sneaky campers like the Stoll brothers. Only the resident had the power to bring up the living quarters and when she does, the statue is no longer present.

The room had appeared to double in size with one large, black, round bed in the center and stars circling the walls. Another set up was for company with 2 large black sofas and a flat screen TV on the back wall. A snack bar was always set up in the back corner. Even though only one person lived there, it could have housed 18 comfortably. Since only a few campers came near it, it defied most of the camp's rules.

"Wake up or you'll miss breakfast," a girl's voice said and a knock came from outside the closed door leading into the cabin. "Nachesa Smith, get your but out of bed, or else I'll come in there and wake you up myself. Are you even listening to me?" Annabeth opened the pitch black door letting in the only light Nachesa had seen in 18 hours.

The daughter of Nyx didn't tend to follow any camp rules yet she was forced into participating in activities due to her three friends, Annabeth, Percy, and Nico. Although Nico wasn't around much, he did come and visit her often. And another that didn't visit often but acted like a sister to Nachesa was Thalia Grace.

"What time did you go to sleep last night?" Annabeth asked.

Nacy tried to block out the harsh white light with her pure black comforter. "Go away, let me sleep."

"Again I ask, what time did you fall asleep?" Annabeth pulled the comforter off her friend, exposing Nacy and her pale skin, only covered with a night dress, to the bright sun. She hugged her black pillow to her face to shield it.

"7," was mumbled through the pillow.

"Oh, well that's not bad. You've had over 12 hours of sleep."

"AM."

"But it's 7:30 right now. Are you telling me you've only had 30 minutes of sleep?"

"Yes, now go away and let me sleep. I can't live on less than 9 hours."

"Why do you do that to yourself? You stay up all night, and then expect me not to get you up in the morning."

"I'm not a morning person."

"I think we all know that," a boy's voice said from the doorway.

"Go away! You people are so mean to me."

"You have to get up or else I'll mess up your cabin and make you wash all of the dishes tonight," Percy chuckled

Nacy finally looked up at the two. "You wouldn't dare."

"Want to bet?"

Nacy sighed. "I hate both of you." She clapped twice and overhead lights shone down on the shiny, yet black room. "Get out so I can change."

"Are you going to be able to make it through the day?" Annabeth wondered.

"Yes, thank you mother. I've survived worse."

Annabeth and Percy stood outside the closed door while Nacy changed into her usual gothic outfit. She stared down at the ring her mother gave her. It doubled as Nox Clara, her sword.

Nachesa sighed thinking about how she was different from the rest of the half-bloods, yet they still allowed her to stay as a summer camper. She looked in her mirror trying to will the under eye bags to disappear, yet they didn't. She sighed again and walked out the door.

"Have I ever told you two how much I hate you both?" she asked them.

"Are you sure that's not just your tiredness talking?" Percy joked.

"Positive."

Kind of different, in my opinion. Review and tell me what you think.