Hey guys, I know I'm a bad person, not finishing any of my other stories. But my friend Adam and I had to write this and I figured we could use some feedback. So, first things first, My name is AD and I'll be your author for the rest of this story (other than Adam) and yes, this was listed as a Glee/Percy Jackson crossover, but it's mainly just Percy Jackson, and even then it's mostly OC's, the reason for the Glee listing is because I stole some characters (ooooh I'm so naughtynaughtynaughty) those characters will be introduced and disclaimed as we go so as to not spoil anything, but I can tell you right now, I'm only using 4 of them. Second, I know I have a bad track record with finishing things so I am not promising to finish this one, though I will tell you I have the first… like 5 chapters done and typed on my computer. So yeah. I think that's it. Please review, that's the reason I posted this on here, any flames will be given to Adena to play with. Please and Thank You, ~Dax (aka AD)

Adena – Age 7

I screamed as I hid behind Daddy, clutching the small shiny knife he had given me when the monster broke through our kitchen window.

I watched as he took the sword that been a pocket knife of Papa's a few minutes ago and stabbed the monster in the stomach. The monster screeched and fell to the ground as a pile of shimmering dust.

Daddy turned around and looked down at me, his changing eyes a light brown right now, his black hair curly and hanging a bit in his face. I saw a fear in his eyes I had never seen there before, though that fear was quickly covered with a familiar smile.

"Are you okay sweetie?" he asked, I nodded, still in shock at what had just happened. "Okay then, come on, it's time to get packed." He picked me up and carried me to my room, where he grabbed a backpack from my closet and began filling it with clothes.

"Where are we going Daddy? What about Papa?" I asked as I fiddled with the Rubix Cube that was sitting by my bed. He rushed into the bathroom, coming back with a small bag that contained my toothbrush, toothpaste, a hairbrush and some hair ties. He smiled at me again.

"He's coming too, as soon as he gets home we're going to go somewhere awesome okay?" The easygoing smile of my Daddy comforted me in a way. Under his breath I heard him mumble- "Somewhere safe…" I watched as he ran through the house, coming back with two more backpacks full of his and Papa's things. I looked at the puzzle in my hand, all the sides were a solid color. I set the cube down and picked up a toy car from the ground, pulling the pieces apart before quickly putting them back together. I was nervous, my hands wouldn't sit still.

I got up and followed him to the kitchen, carefully avoiding the pile of sandish powder in the middle of the living room, where he had piled all of the backpacks on the counter.

"Daddy?" he looked at me, a smile still on his lips, his eyes soft. He lifted me to sit on the counter so I was eye level with him. I glanced at the countertop and saw Papa's pocket knife sitting there. Just a normal thing, no hint that it had ever been a gleaming sword. "Yes princess?" I ignored the nickname I hated, the calling me 'Princess' seemed to calm him a bit.

"What was that?" I asked quietly, he frowned slightly and looked down before meeting my eyes.

"That was a monster, and if we don't leave, and go to a very special place, more will come." I opened my mouth to ask more but he cut me off. "I promise, Papa and I will explain everything on the way. I promise we won't let any of them get you."

Just then a taller man with paler skin and lighter eyes walked through the door. I jumped off the counter and ran to him. "Papa!" He smiled and hugged me back, but I felt his arms tense around me as he looked at his pocket knife on the counter (which was not in its normal place in the drawer by the couch) then to the pile of dust on the living room floor. His eyes got big and I saw that same fear that had been in Daddy's eyes.

"Papa! A monster came and Daddy killed it!" I told him. He looked at Daddy with a steady gaze. "Blaine…" Daddy nodded, "Kurt, we need to leave, now." Papa just looked around and said, "Let's go." And we did. They grabbed the bags and stuffed them into the car. Daddy got into the driver's seat and Papa got into the back with me, strapping me into my booster seat.

Once we were on the road Papa looked at me. "Adena, sweetie, do you know what's going on?" I shook my head.

"Do you remember all the stories we told you? About the gods?" I nodded excitedly, I loved those stories.

"Yeah! The ones with Zeus and Aphrodite and Hes..Hefes-" he smiled, "Hephaestus?" "Yes!" he smiled again.

"Good, what if I told you that they were real. All the heroes like Hercules and Achilles, and all the monsters really existed. That those gods came sown from Olympus and had babies with humans?" I looked towards Daddy, he looked back through the rear-view mirror and nodded, then turned his eyes back to the road.

"Are they?" Papa nodded. "Yes, they are." I grinned.

"COOL!" I heard Daddy chuckle from the front seat.

"That's good, do you remember your mama Adena?" I smiled a bit, yes I remembered her a bit. She died when I was three, and Daddy and Papa had taken care of me ever since, they had been close friends of my Mama. They always told me stories about her. About how smart she was, and how good she was at fixing cars. I knew she was amazing.

"Yeah, I remember Mama, she was amazing." He smiled softly, remembering her.

"Well one of the gods thought so too. So he came down and together they had you, he loved you two very much, but he had to go back to being a god. Do you know what this means Adena?"

I looked up with wide eyes, "My real daddy is a god?" I could feel my mouth still hanging open. Papa nodded again,

"Yes sweetheart, Hephaestus is your real daddy. That's why you're so smart with puzzles and putting stuff together!" He looked pointedly down to the Rubix Cube I hadn't notice I'd brought with me. I noticed that I had solved it again. "You're so creative, just like your mother, just like him. You're a demi-god 'Dena. Half human, half god." He smiled a bit wider. I knew I was probably too young to understand what was happening, being only seven, but I did, it just felt like the truth. I looked towards Daddy and saw his reflection in the mirror.

"So where are we going?"

"We're going somewhere people like us will be safe. We're going to Camp Half-Blood." He sounded like he was reliving an old memory… Wait, us?

"You guys are demy…demy-" "Demi-gods?" Papa supplied.

"Yes! Demi-gods! You're demi-gods too?" Papa smiled.

"Yes honey, my mommy is Aphrodite, the goddess of love." I looked back to Daddy. He looked at me through the mirror and smiled.

"And my dad is Apollo, god of light and music."

We continued the rest of the way to the camp, me asking questions and having them answered, my nerves forgotten and replaced by excitement. We drove out of New York City and into the surrounding woods.

Daddy turned around in his seat and looked at us. "We're here."

They unloaded the backpacks, one for each of us. They each took one of my hands and lead me through the woods and up a hill to where a large gate had strange symbols on it. And even though it obviously wasn't the English I was practicing at school, I could read it perfectly.

Camp Half-Blood

We walked through the gate and to the top of the hill. What I saw was amazing. A large strawberry field, a river, one big house and 12 cabins in a 'U' formation, each one different and unique. The designs ranging from a light blue roofed one that looked like a Barbie dream house, one that looked as if it was made of solid gold to my favorite, one that looked busy, and had large gears and smoke billowing from the pipes and brick walls. I knew this place. It felt familiar. I felt as if this is where I belonged.

I looked up at Daddy and Papa and smiled. "We're home."

We walked down the hill and to the big house, my Daddy and Papa still clutching my hands. We were stared at by many of the campers in orange T-shirts with a half-man, half-horse under the words 'Camp Half-Blood'. They stopped what they were doing, swords, bows and arrows, spears all hanging limply in their hands as they stopped training. I heard some of the older kids, the teenagers whisper "They're back? I thought the left when Blaine turned 18?" "They did. Who's that little girl with them?" "You think they adopted?" "Maybe, but she'd have to be a half blood to get through the gate."

They watched as we walked towards the big house, Daddy and Papa walking straight there, they knew exactly where to go.

When we reached the house I saw two men on the front porch playing a game of sorts. One of the men was wearing a leopard print shirt, open over a blue T-shirt. He had dark hair and a scowl on his face as he looked over the game. He was probably losing. He reached over the table and grabbed a Diet Coke can and took a long swig. He looked at my fathers with surprise before scowling again.

"What are you two doing here? I thought you two left to be all "Happily Ever After" with each other like, 8 years ago?" Daddy looked toward the man, "We did Mr. D" he held a tone of resentment towards him.

"Now, now Mr. D, they were excellent campers who left to lead a life of their own and we are very proud of them for that. We will welcome them back like they are, heroes." The other man said, he was in an automated wheelchair and had log kind of wiry hair with a matching beard. He seemed very sophisticated.

Papa smiled at him and bowed slightly. "Thank you Chiron." The old man smiled back, a warm smile that reminded me of Grandpa Burt's. He moved his chair back and made a move to get up, but when he did, it wasn't on two feet. He stood; the entire lower half of his body was the body of a horse with dark brown hair. He looked down at me and smiled kindly.

"And who is this wonderful young lady?" he questioned. I introduced myself before Papa could.

"I'm Adena! Said like Ahh-Dee-Na! And I'm a demi-god!" I heard Daddy chuckle and I smiled widely. The solved Rubix Cube forgotten in my hands. The horse-man smiled.

"Ahh, the Greek word for fire, somehow I find that it will be very suiting for you. Welcome Adena, to Camp Half-Blood."

My first week here was fun, Daddy and Papa showed me around camp and at dinner when I was claimed, a glowing hammer engulfed in flames appearing over my head. Chiron smiled at me and introduced me with a, "Hail Adena, daughter of Hephaestus, god of the forges and fire." Chiron later introduced me to Charles Beckendorf, My half-brother and another member of the Hephaestus cabin. He looked scary, and he was only 8, one year older than me. He was big and dark-skinned and seemed to have a permanent scowl on his face; he had only gotten here a few months before I did. Though I quickly realized he was really just a big teddy bear, at least to me. I decided that he was officially my favorite brother, seeing as he was the only one who really spoke to me about things other than work. I took to calling him Becky, not something he liked, but I was the only one allowed to call him that.

Well? What do ya think of the first chapter? please review, that's the entire reason we posted this here was to get feedback from all you awesome people! please and thank you! ~~~~ Dax

(add in 5/11/2013) I forgot the disclaimer!

We do not own Kurt or Blaine, nor do we own any PJO characters (unfortunately) and we most certainly do not own the Greek gods. Any unfamiliar characters are probably ours:)