This is my first FanFiction. I have deleted my other one because I thought it wasn't very good. I got a review confirming my assumptions. So I hope you all enjoy this one better than my other one. I am using the same name for my character because it is my real name. The only characters I own are Alyx, Abie, Jess, and Jac who are all half bloods…

Me: Nico would you do the honors?

Nico: Sure. FanGyrl doesn't own the PJO series or any of the characters associated with it. Therefore she does not own me.

Me: *sobs* Don't remind me!

Nico: Man now I'm in trouble….. Well enjoy chapter one. *tries to comfort the crying girl, and fails epically*

Ch. 1 I Finally Make it a Whole Year at the Same School! NOT!

I was fighting three ugly hag creatures with my dagger. I could feel eyes looking at me from behind. Staring. I turned around to confront them, and lost my concentration. He was one of the most handsome boys I'd ever laid my eyes on. He had olive skin, shaggy black hair that fell almost to his shoulders, and dark Onyx eyes that were clouded with worry, fear and something else? What was he afraid of? "Alyx NO!" he screamed. Then the hags attacked me. "Nico! Help! Help!" I screamed shrilly.

I woke up in a cold sweat and screaming my head off. Why do I keep having these nightmares about being killed? Who is 'Nico', and why is he always watching me with a worried/scared expression? What were those hag things? Man they were ugly! The ADHD part of my brain thought.

"Alyx! Time for breakfast!" my mom yelled from the kitchen.

"Coming!" I yelled back getting out of bead and heading downstairs and into the kitchen. I could smell the pancakes about halfway down the stairs. I walked in and saw a stack six silver dollar pancakes with a '14' candle sticking out. I grimaced. Another birthday without my dad. Today was my fourteenth birthday, and the last day of school. My mom handed me a golden box. I blew out the candle and opened the little box. Inside was a black sun. on a silver chain.

"Mom it's beautiful," I gasped.

"It's from your father," she added softly, "He wanted me to give it to you on your fourteenth birthday."

"Tell me more about him?" I asked.

"He was kind, bright and optimistic. He loved us. Very much," she said.

"My personality is nothing like his," I stated quietly, and sadly. She looked at me sympathetically. It was a I-don't-know-why-you-think-that-because-you-are-more-like-him-than-you-will-ever-know look. I shot her back one that said I-will-know-if-you-tell-me-how. She sighed and said "It's your last day of school. You don't want to be late." With that I went upstairs and got ready. I changed into my leather jacket, a black Never Shout Never t-shirt with white letters, a ripped black denim mini skirt, fishnet tights and black knee high heeled boots with latches down the sides. I went into the bathroom and put on black eyeliner, and purple eye shadow onto my cocoa brown eyes. I put my black hair into punk pigtails except for my bangs. I spray-dyed the outer half of the pigtails and my bangs purple. For a finishing touch I put black lipstick and my necklace on. I got all my school stuff together, said goodbye to my mom, and walked out heading towards the bus stop to meet my friends Abrianna, Jessica, and Jacklynn (Abie, Jess and Jac). Abie has dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes and a mischievous smile. She is a total skater chick, name any type of skate brand clothes, shoes etc. she's got it. Jess and Jac are twins. They both have blue eyes, and chocolaty brown hair, and smiles that would make any guy catch their breath. They both wear designer clothes, but Jess is slightly more girly. She wears skirts, stilettos and blouses. Jac on the other hand wears jeans, heeled converse, and t-shirts. I was rounding the corner when I started to feel like I was being followed. I looked behind me, but no-one was there. I shrugged it off and started walking again. I was at the bus stop when I saw Jess flirting with some guy.

"Hey guys!" I yelled above the NYC traffic.

"Hey Alyx!" the girls yelled back, and the boy's eyes got wide. When I got closer I had to stifle a gasp, he had olive skin, shaggy black hair that fell almost to his shoulders, and dark Onyx eyes, but he also had a lip ring I hadn't noticed in my dream. We were still 20 minutes early for the bus.

"Hi Nico," I whispered to the boy while the other girls weren't looking.

"How do you know my name?" he asked shocked.

"The same reason you know mine I guess," I said softly.

"You've been having nightmares about me?" he asked, and then covered his mouth like he had said too much.

"No, no. Um… Not about you, but you're always there," I said embarrassed.

"What was your dream about last night?" he asked, concerned.

"Well, I was fighting these three UGLY hag things. I could feel eyes staring at me from behind. I turned around and the hag things attacked me. You screamed 'Alyx NO!' and I screamed 'Nico! Help! Help!' Then I woke up," I told him. He pulled his lip ring into his mouth. It looked like it was a nervous habit.

"Hiding your lip ring much?" I giggled. WAIT. WHAT! I am a punk rock chick! I snort, chuckle, howl, laugh, and chortle, but I do not giggle! I think I might have a crush on this Nico kid. He blushed.

"It's a bad habit. Plus most girls don't like to see it," he explained embarrassed. Before I had a chance to stop I found myself saying, "Well, I like it." He blushed even brighter if that was even possible.

"I like yours too," he said. Now it was my turn to blush. Wait, I didn't have my lip pierced, or my ears, the only thing I had pierced is my bellybutton. I looked down. Sure enough, my shirt had hitched so high that you could see my navel piercing. I turned a darker shade of red and pulled my shirt down, only to have Nico pull it over again.

"I like it better like that," he said blushing like crazy when he tapped my piercing. His touch left a flame on my skin, I'm pretty sure he felt it too. He was looking at his finger in shock. All my other friends were giggling like crazy, causing me and Nico to blush even more fiercely. When I blush I blush from head to toe, because I'm so pale. Nico was the exact same way. We both shot death glares at them, and they just laughed even more. I was so relieved when the bus came to take us to school. I sat down in my normal seat in the very back by the tinted window. I felt someone sit beside me and turned to see who was that stupid. It was Nico, I actually looked at what he was wearing instead of his face. He had on a black t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and black converse. He also had the coolest belt in the world. The buckle had a skull with a gun on either side. He looked down to where I was staring and blushed. I blushed too for being caught.

"You want? I've got another one just like it in my backpack," he asked, blushing like crazy. It was like he I would like it. I just nodded and he dug the spare out of his backpack. He handed it to me and I felt my cheeks get hot.

"Um… thanks. What was your dream last night?" I managed to get out as I slid the belt around my skirt.

"There was a girl fighting the three Kindly Ones. She turned around and got distracted. I screamed 'Alyx NO!' but it was too late. 'Nico! Help! Help!' she screamed, but my legs wouldn't move. Then I woke up." he said.

"W-we had the same dream?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah…" he trailed off.

The bus stopped in front of the school. As we got off my friends bombed me with questions.

"Why did you let him sit with you?"

"Where did you get that belt?"

"Why are you blushing?"

"Do you think he's cute?"

"Do you think he's your type?"

"Do you think he'll ask you out?"

"Because I felt like it. He gave it to me. I AM NOT! A little. Yes. Maybe," I answered them all smiling sheepishly. They squealed getting a confused look from Nico.

'Sorry' I mouthed.

"It's ok," he laughed. It was a nice sound that made me smile in spite of myself. Something told me he didn't laugh often. I looked up at West Virginia Prep my school. My friends, Nico and I walked in slowly. I walked to Art my first period class with my friends. We all had the same schedule. To my surprise Nico walked into art with us. I blushed, knowing that the only empty seat was beside me. I grimaced as I spotted Jenna. She had pretty blonde hair, and violet eyes. Very rare for someone to have violet eyes.

"Look what the wind blew in," Jenna, the mean girl of the school, said.

"Look what the cat dragged in," I shot back icily.

"Hello, and you are?" Jenna asked addressing Nico. That sent a pang of jealousy through me. I had met him first, and now she was going to try to snatch him away. To my relief he replied "A friend of Alyx not you," She seemed aggravated at that.

"Son of Hades, you need not test my temper," She said flirtatiously.

"Girls run!" he yelled looking at me and my friends, "Go to the front of the school wait for me there!" We took off but before we reached the exit it slammed shut. we screamed, and the others looked just about as terrified as I felt.

"Young demigods, all five at once. Including a son of the big three," she said dreamily as her form began to change. In her usually stunning smile her canine teeth elongated into fangs. All the color drained out of her skin and her legs were the most bizarre things id ever seen: one of a donkey and the other made of bronze. Her Hair stayed the same, but her eyes changed to blood red.

"An empusa!" I gasped.

"Yes ignorant girl," she hissed. Nico pulled out a sword and sliced her throat in her moment of distraction. She burst into a column of flames. His sword was solid black.

"Stygian iron," I whispered.

"Yeah. Come on we need to get you guys to camp," he said softly. We raced outside and stopped at the curb when Nico told us too. He dug out a golden coin that was about the size of a girl scout cookie, and shouted "Stethi o harma diaboles!" Which I understood to mean 'Stop! Chariot of Damnation.' and threw the coin into the street.

"Chariot of damnation?" my friends and I asked in confusion.

"Yep! And I suggest you buckle up and close your eyes when you get in," he answered happily. Ok then I will be buckling up and closing my eyes if he's suggesting it. Wait who is he? Who is he really?

"Who are you?" I asked letting my ADHD get the better of me.

"Nico di Angelo, son of Hades," he answered sticking his hand out. I shook it and asked "As in the Lord of the Underworld?"

"Yeah him. He's my dad," he said softly as the chariot appeared.

"Passage, passage?" an elderly lady with a mop of hair covering her eyes asked.

"Five to Canp Half-Blood," Nico answered. "Get on in ladies," he told us smirking. This was going to be a long ride….

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