Hey guys, welcome to my story! This is a story of ramdomnes and awesomenes . . . and demigods. In this

story there is only OC's so dont go looking for any PJO characters. Minecraft and Yogscast quotes may be

included. I hope u like it!

DISCLAIMER: Only the OC's are mine. Everything else belongs to Rick Riordan, J.K. Rowling,

makers of Minecraft and Hetalia(for certain references) and Yogscast (Keep on diging, Honedew) :)

-I dedicate this story to my Co. authors, Marshmilla and lucky1300


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MARROW

MY FIRST IMPRESSION THAT I WAS A HALF-BLOOD WAS when my class exploded.

Sitting in Math class with ADHD was not fun, under any curcumstances. Math is completely boring and is my eternal weakness. Even as a 15 year old, I'm stupid

when it comes to this stuff. (A/N: True, true. IRL I suck at math. READING FTW!) If you just have to lock innocent children in a class for hours on end, make it

fun, at least.

Well,you cant exactly call me "innocent". The care-workers say that my dad ran as soon as my mom sent me from who-knows-where. Both of my parents were

pronounced missing. After my dad ran (and was never found), they serched for my mom, they had no sign of where she went.

So living in a "care"- home where nobody cares about you is harsh. Everyone stays away from me. I was always the outcast, the loner, the least cared for.

As most students would do, I blanked out. Its easy to do that with a teacher drawling on. I thought of my unfinished book at home. My greek mythology book. It

would be so much better if i were reading right now. . . .

Suddeny my level of boredom was so high that it was painful.

The class exploded in multicolored light, and the weird thing was, I was the middle of the explosion. I looked up and saw the source of this catastrophe. Above my

head, was a symbol. A rainbow.

Everyone stared at me, "What the heck was that, Marrow?"

So it takes an explosion for people to talk to me. Wow, that's sad.

"Uh. . . I dont know", I replied uncertainly.

Couldn't they see the fading rainbow above my head?

"Why don't I take Marrow to the infirmary, Mrs. Peterson?", said another boy in my class named Andy, he broke his leg a long time ago and wasn't able to walk

properly since.

"Yes, go ahead" she said waving us away. As I held the door open for him I saw some people sniggering. I shot them a death glare before I went out.

Little did I know that was the last time I would ever see that school from the inside again.

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We walked in awkward silence until Andy looked around and whispered frantically,"I know what happened in there. You were being Claimed. Even in front of a bunch

of mortals, its pretty important."

"Exuse me?" He said it so fast I couldn't really hear him.

"It means your godly parent recognises you. And its normal for a demigod." He added hastily.

I kept walking for a moment trying to take this in. "You", I decided, "are a crazy person. I", -gesturing to myself- ,"am not a demigod."

Andy just sighed as if he had to say this a lot. "You are, in fact, a demigod. I was sent to this school to try and protect you. Follow you."

I gave him a confused look, "Wait, you're a stalker?"

"I'm a saytr." he corrected.

I decided to humor him, "Isn't a demigod half god. half human?"

"Yes. That borne the term 'Half-Blood'."

"Isnt a satyr a goat thingy from greek mythology?"

He looked offended."'Goat thingy'?"

"Sorry" I said not really felling sorry.

"The important thing is you can now go to Camp. Your safe as long as your there. I can take you now." He said reassuringly as we headed toward the front doors, out

of school.

I thought about this, then my mind rested on one thing that made my brain panic.

"Once I get to Camp . . . does that mean I can't leave?" Wait, was I believing this?

"Well . . yes", he admitted, "but you're safe there. Monsters are attracted to the scent of demigods. You can only leave if your given a quest."

"Whats the probability that I get a quest?" I asked dreading the answer that I knew I was about to get. Being alone most of the time I grew very close to having

freedom.

"Erm. . . very little" he said "but you'll have friends just like you there, other demigods." he added hopefully.

"What if I want freedom?" I said fiercely.

"You don't need freedom", he said hastily. Apparently he was afraid of me, like so many others." If you want to be hounded by monsters, go ahead. I can't force you

to come, but Chiron will definetly wan't you there."

He threw me his backpack. "Here are supplies. My card is in there if you ever change your mind. There may be other demigods out there. They may help you. Good

luck." With that he walked back into school-leaving me wondering if I made the right choice.


How was that? Like it? I hope u did! Plz review! As well as reveiws, I like fan art. Of course its only the first chapter and there isn't much to draw .

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Title it this:

Random Stories Of Demigods and Witches and Wizards - (your title of drawing)

Title it that so I can easily find it and give you a shoutout!

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