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PERCY

Me, Grover, Annabeth, Nico, and Thalia stood at the steps of Yancy's Orphanage. We were helping the gods keep their oath by fetching their children and our siblings or cousins. A bell rang inside of the orphanage and a girl about Nico's age runs out of the double doors. She looked a lot like Artemis, Red or if you want, Auburn hair done in a braid down to the edge of her shirt. They way the braid was done made me think that she was a fighter. She was in an old ripped hoody with paint stains all over it, jeans like Rachel's, ripped, stained, and colored on. She had her ears double pierced with diamond studs in, making her look even more like a fighter. But it was her face that caught all of our attention, She had a scar straight down the middle of her face, making her light brown eyes (that we learned change color) pop. What ever her name was, she was pretty graceful.

"You're here! Great! You're going to be stay with me in my quarters, to warn you it has a lot of instruments in it." The girl stated.

Grover had collapsed when she came near, and there was worry in her eyes now. I had to think of an excuse for his collapse.

" He's really tired. Who are you?" I asked to distract her, which wasn't easy because when she answered her eyes were still on Grover when she answered me.

" Oh, sorry I'm Elizzabeth, no last name, Adults call me Lizz or Lizzy, but you guys call me rebel."

"Rebel?" That didn't sound good.

"Yeah, how do you think I got all these scars? Actually listening to these people?"

" Y-you mean t-they hit you?" Thalia stuttered.

"Knives and all." She replied like it was nothing. " After a while you stop feeling it."

"Knives? Is that how you got that scar straight down your face."

Rebel stiffened for a moment before saying "No."

All Thalia could say was "Oh."

"Is he ever going to wake up?" Rebel asked.

"Who knows." I answered, glancing down at him, I was afraid he was going to start bleating 'Foood'.

" Well I'll go clean up while you, uh, try to wake him." Rebel announced, then sped up the steps, through the door, and as soon as it shut Grover was stable again.

"What happened?" Annabeth asked immediately.

" I don't know, the last thing I remember is the girl coming up to us and sensing something so pure and natural, better than pan." Grover stated in a dreamy state.

" You think we found a daughter of pan?" I asked, wasn't Pan like stuck in the labyrinth for two thousand years before his

" I-I don't think so, I think we found something way different, yet the same, Percy."

" Well I think we should go see our new room." Even though I sounded calm I was just seconds away from panic, I shot a glance at Annabeth and saw she was feeling the same way too.

When we entered the orphanage it looked like a prison, not too far off from the academy either, I bet the kids here go to school there. I had a sudden worry I would go there too, gods I hated that school. After the warden saw us, we were on our way to Rebel's room. The door was frightening, skulls and cross bones, knives driven through black roses. And they were all drawings, Nico seemed fascinated with the drawings, but on the inside of the room, it was totally different. The room was bright orange and happy, unlike the other rooms we have seen, there was six beds and a piano in the corner that was covered with sheet music, by the bed that I'm guessing was Rebels was a guitar. It had writing and doodles all over it. Assuming this girl had ADHD, seeing all these doodles was normal, there were more scary and pretty doodles around her bed, and on her bed were even more. Apparently she wasn't expecting any room mates. Also she probably wasn't expecting Nico to look like he wanted to just walk up and look through the drawings either, good thing she hadn't looked up yet so I elbowed in in the side.

I cleared my throat and her head snapped up and she said "Sorry, didn't hear you come in."

"It's okay, so do we just choose a bunk?" Annabeth asked.

"No, girls on one side guys on the other."

"Okay." We agreed and Annabeth and Thalia grabbed the beds on either side of Rebels while me, Grover and Nico went to ours.

As soon as we set our bags on the beds, thunder rumbled, lightning struck, and the wind blew so hard the windows shattered. I looked around for Rebel and found that with the window and glass she had been knocked to the ground with cuts all over. Rebel started trying to get up, once she was up she realized we were in a fighting stance and whirled around to face the windows. Right outside was Mrs. Dodds, in her freaky bat form.

"Now honey, you need some band-aids?" Mrs. Dodds asked Rebel, which, hearing the honey, made her grab a knife from under her bed and leap out the window.

We were in a whole lot of trouble....