I was running, my breath heavy and visible in the autumn sky. My head was pounding, my feet beating the ground like no one's business, and my hair in my eyes as I dashed away from that bane of my existence, The HT Wilson's school for delinquent boys.

I hadn't done ANYTHING for god's sake. It was the demon gym teacher who should be blamed. I was in gym class, and she came up to me and pelted me with dodge-balls and yelled, "You dirty son of a Sword!" Ms Anima shouted that to all the boys there. While we were running, while we were playing basketball, and while she was pelting us with dodge-balls. Then, it turned nasty.

"You dare to come here, Scotts? You dare to linger in my presence?" as she was hissing this, her blows became more powerful, and her eyes flashed red. I knew immediately that something was just wrong.

Suddenly this wrinkly, annoying, hag sprouted wings and talons. She attacked me, her wings cutting off my oxygen and her talons slashing my face. "Not this time, son of Music!" With a burst of ADHD adrenaline, I grasped my only weapon, a pocket knife that Mom said was a gift from dad, and sliced it through her arm.

The gym teacher/ demon's eyes widened, and she exploded into stale dust and spread across the gym floor. Just my luck, the principal comes in then. He takes one look at the mess, at me, at the rest of the scrawny boys, and me again. "Jacob Scotts, my office, NOW."

I couldn't be absolutely sure, but I think that's when I fled out the gym's back entrance, and across the Campus. It seemed that everywhere I went, I was always running. This time, I didn't know my location, except that it was on Long Island.

After a while of running, I stumbled into a clearing filled with sunlight. Then, I heard a slight crack behind me, and I turned just in time to see a delicate, silvery arrow fly towards me. My thought before it all went black; this is not a very good day.

I woke to see a group of girls in silver Jackets standing above me.

"Its okay girls, he's alive." A pretty girl with spiky black hair announced to the group. The girls sighed with relief and dispersed.

"Where am I, and who are you?" I just barely managed to say, what with my face being covered in demon scratches.

"I am Thalia, and we are the hunters of Artimis."

"You mean the Greek goddess of deer?"

"The Greek goddess of nature. Anyway, what did you get in a fight with?"

"You mean you've gotten attacked by a freaking gym teacher with wings and claws?"

"Not exactly that, but this kind of thing always happens with kids like us."

"Kids like-"

"Demigods, half mortal, half god. I am daughter of Zeus and a mortal."

Suddenly, the chattering girls were silenced, and Thalia rose to her feet. A little girl with auburn hair, a silver robe, and intense eyes approached. I couldn't help wondering why a girl who looked younger than me could have such control over so many teenagers.

"Thalia, what happened here?"

"We were searching for the Hydra, and we accidently shot- what's your name?"

"Jacob Scotts."

"We accidentally shot Jacob here and we happened to notice that he was slashed up, and we stuck around to make sure he would be okay."

"This isn't possible," The girl's eyes glazed over, "My arrows kill at first contact. That is what you were using, right girls?"

A timid Blonde shyly admitted, "Yes, Artimis. We did 'borrow' some of your arrows for hunting the hydra. We didn't want to bother it, we wanted to kill it."

"Yes," Artimis murmured, "don't do it again. That still doesn't explain how Jason Survived. However, we can think about this later. Bring him to Camp."

The girls nodded, and started packing up the makeshift infirmary. I closed my eyes and drifted off, despite the noise.

"Jacob, we're here. Stand up." I sleepily followed Thalia's orders and stood up, then felt my face flaming when I realized she had been carrying me like a baby. I turned from the hunters and felt my mouth drop when I saw what lay in the valley below me.

"This is your home-away-from-home, Jacob. Welcome to Camp Half Blood."

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Hey guys, this is still the same story, just republished and BETTER and all that. I might start republishing another story, but maybe not.

I'm going to add more scenes, clear up several things with a first timer, Mary Sue/Gary Stu story.

At least Jacob and Kaylee aren't kids of the big three.

I apologize for OOCness... When I rewrote it I tried to make it better but there's only so much you can do. *Shrugs*