Dahlia's POV:
I am so bored right now. Maths test. A stupid Maths test. How should I know what forty-five times by pie is? I'm dyslexic! Oh yeah, I'm Dahlia Psycotsic and I'm seventeen, nearly eight though, just six months to go. About half way through the test the door opens and a really good looking boy comes in, apologises for being late and takes the empty seat next to me at the back.
"I wouldn't sit there if I was you." I whisper to him, no point stopping him from making friends, is there?
"Why not?" He asks me in an equally quiet voice
"I'm the freak, ADHD and Dyslexia. Sit with me and you guarantee you'll have no friends. Oh, and did I mention everyone thinks I'm emo?" I answer, finishing with my own, rhetorical, question. Yeah, my parents died a while ago, dad before I was born and mom when I was eight, so I live with my uncle, he's horrible to me so school's like an escape, a rubbish one though.
He looks in thought for a while, but eventually he replies to me. "Which parent do you live with?" He asks, like he's realised something.
"Erm... Neither. My mum died in an acc-" He seems like the type of person you can trust to me. "Monster attack. They were big, really big. And one… he had horns." I expect he'll move away now, call me crazy like everyone else I've told, you see, mom died after the whole of Manhattan fell asleep, I saw there must have been fighting going on because I kept hearing sounds of it, mom fell asleep just like everyone else near us while I stayed awake, then this half man half bull thing attacked us and killed mom, so I ran as fast and far as I possibly could.
But he doesn't, he does quite the opposite. He grabs me and pulls me out of the classroom. "Let me sum this up, you have ADHD and Dyslexia. You've never met your dad and your mom died in a monster attack. Missed anything?" Is he going somewhere with this?
"Yeah, people call me an emo." Queue eye roll off said hot guy. I'm really confused though, what does this guy want with me?
"Right. I'm just gonna send Thalia an IM, come outside with me." I follow him out and he makes a rainbow, how, I have no idea. After making his rainbow he throws a gold coin into it. "O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering. Show me Thalia Grace, Camp Half-Blood." Camp half-blood? What kind of place is that?
"Perce!" Shouts a girl from the picture in front of us.
"Hey babe, look, I know I said I was going to go to school here for a while but I've found another demigod, we're coming now"
"I guess you're Thalia" I say, smart right? But I was too confused at the time to care. She nods and then he tells us he'll be back in a while. "So, Thalia, how'd you get a hottie like him?"
"We've known each other for… sixteen years. He used to have another girlfriend, just after the war, but things started going sour just after we were all made immortal and I quit the hunters after they broke up 'cause I realised I loved him, turns out, he loves me too." She tells me. I feel really bad but I'm really starting to not like her, she seems to have so much. While we're talking I hear someone coming, it's… wait, I don't even know his name. They talk a little then he swipes through the message.
"Hey, do you have a cell phone?" He asks me, I feel anger boiling inside me.
"No, my dear cousin got it the second I was taken in." I growl in reply.
"Good, you wouldn't want one, it's like a beacon for monsters." He says shortly before dragging me to a cab.
"Look, I don't know who you are or what you want with me so, what the hell is your name?!" I practically scream at him, he pushes me in and sits next to me, telling the cabby to drive us to Long Island Sound.
"Sorry, I'm Percy, Percy Jackson. I'd tell you who my father is but, y'know." He points his eyes at the driver. "Look, everything will be explained at camp. I promise you'll love it, and I think I know who your dad is."
"Doesn't matter, he's dead." He shakes his head at me.
Next Day
Dahlia's POV:
I woke up this morning in the Hermes cabin, to find that my best hoodie was gone. Damn those kids! Well, they got pretty scared when I found out who it was and started calmly demanding it back. Apparently I had a really dark aura around me, meh all I cared about is that I got my hoodie back. So after 'retrieving' my stuff I got ready for the day, brushed my super long black hair and put it in a braid and put on my black converses. It's one of my best outfits. A black silk button-up shirt, my black hoodie with a grey skull and cross bones, dark grey skinny jeans and black converses with a blood red sole. After I was ready I decided to give myself a tour, I know Nico gave me one yesterday but ah well. When I got to the forest I decided to go in, I knew I didn't have a weapon but I figured I'd be fine. But while I was in there, a man who looked just like me appeared.
"Hello Dahlia, it's wonderful to see how you've grown. But why are you here without a weapon?" The strange man asked me.
"I have reasons, but who are you and how do you know my name?" I demanded.
"Dahlia, I'm your father, Hades. I want to give you someth-"I cut him off, I was so furious, this dude was my dad and I'd never even met him, in seventeen years this was the first time I'd ever seen my dad.
"You left me! You left me with my uncle! My horrid uncle! You know what he did to me?! And now you want to come into my life?! Now?!" He looked so upset, like I'd just tore out a piece of his heart, but I didn't care, I was too mad to care.
"Just take this, please." He handed me a sword and disappeared. Just like that. Now if you're wondering how I survived until seventeen as a child of Hades it's quite simple. I can fence, use a proper sword and beat someone to a pulp in seconds. The last part being from learning to defend myself at my uncle's place. But anyway, after getting that sword I ran as fast as I could to the Hades cabin to find Nico, well aware I was now crying, so I took my hair down and put my hood up.
"Nico! NICO DI'ANGELO!" He opened his cabin door, took one look at the sword in my hand and invited me in. The Hades cabin was awesome, I just loved it and it really felt like home.
"So I have a new sister, do I? That's a Stygian Iron sword that dad gave you. Hey, why are you crying?"
"Dad, he doesn't even talk to me for seventeen years and suddenly it's 'hi, I'm your dad, have a prezzie'." We both laughed at that. "Just… ugh! I'm going. It's due time I started over. This family'll just be the same as my one at home, so what's the point."
"No, I don't want to lose another sister, dad does care. The gods have a rule against seeing their children. But I have to ask, how you survived so long, I mean, our dad is one of the big three, I only lasted as long as I did because I was in the Lotus Hotel and Casino." He asked/told me. Why, how old is he really? He looks younger than me, maybe 15
"I can fend for myself pretty easily dude." Unless it's my 'family', that is. But Nico didn't need to know that now, did he?
"Really? Come to the arena, I know someone who'll who'll beat you in seconds." Oh really? I followed him to the arena to see Percy there, training my cabin… oops? "Yo Perce! My sister thinks she can beat you!"
"Sister? But Bianca's dead, isn't she?"
"No, Dahlia." Just then a symbol appeared above my head and everyone knelt.
"All hail Dahlia Psycotsic, daughter of Hades, god of the underworld." I was seriously creeped out, could my day possibly get any worse.
Three hours later
Dahlia's POV:
I had to open my big mouth, didn't I? Like, I understand that children of Hades aren't really that accepted but my elder brother is, he's best friends with Percy Jackson for gods' sakes! Yeah, while I'd been at camp I'd been told loads of stories about Perseus Jackson, all of them sounded amazing. I only had one question in my mind, how was he not a god? He deserved it and he seemed as powerful as a minor god to me. But it was none of my business. The small amount of time I was out after my sword fight with Percy, which I won after a while, I was kinda shunned, it wasn't fair but my day got better just before dinner. I met this guy wearing a ripped up biker jacket near the beach, he would have flared an anger in me if he wasn't so hot, then I realised, this was Ares.
"L-lord Ares?" I bowed, last time I saw Ares I had absolutely no clue he was a god and was about eight.
"Nice to know you recognise me kid. Heard you beat that punk Percy Jackson, fancy doing me a favour?" I nodded, guessing he wouldn't appreciate it if I declined. "You're gonna need to talk to my girl, Clarisse, but I need you to teach Percy Jackson a lesson, one he won't ever forget. You're more powerful than he is, so it shouldn't be too hard, should it?"
"No Lord Ares. But how can I be more powerful than him? He defeated the titan lord!" Our conversation went on and he told me things about myself, like how I am not half mortal, but a quarter. Along with the fact my mother was no mortal, but a demi-god, just like my friends. Oh gods… at the end of our conversation he kissed me on the cheek and left… leaving me to subconsciously raise my hand to my cheek, blushing furiously. Oh, no, no, no, I have a crush on the god of war; Aphrodite's going to kill me! I slowly walked back to camp, still in a daze from the kiss, until I saw Clarisse La Rue, then I ran over to her. I only had a couple of minutes to speak to her before dinner, but it was now or never. "Clarisse!"
"What do you want punk?" She growled at me, I grinned.
"Hey, is there this one guy in camp that you wanna get, big time? His name's Percy right? Well what if I told you I could help? And that your dad has ordered me to teach him a lesson? Fancy teaming up? He mentioned you." I saw the glint in her eyes at the idea of finally getting to pulverise Percy and I knew I'd got her hooked.
She stuck her hand out for me to shake. "Partners?" I nodded and shuck it. Clarisse copied my grin. "I like you kid, you have spunk. What's your name?" I told her. "You'll have to tell me what my dad said at the campfire. See you then." And with that she turned and walked off. Maybe I just found myself a new friend.
