Chapter One:

A/N: Hey guys! This is the new, updated version! I expanded more on Thalia's back story because I realized I left it really vague. I also fixed some grammatical errors. I hope you guys enjoy! This takes place right after TLH.

Disclaimer: I own myself and my notebook. Percy and the HOO characters belong to Rick Riordan.

My name is Thalia Bolt, and I am a halfblood. My real name isn't Thalia Bolt, but it is the one I chose for myself. My godly parent? I don't know. But whoever he is, with the hand he's dealt me, he can't be that great. I guess most demigods would say that, but for me it's especially true. You see, I have back pain. The doctors said my pain was just that: pain. But it isn't. I have a power. I can seek out anyone in pain, physical or not, and I can take it away. But at a terrible price: I must bear their pain. A lot for a fifteen-year-old girl to swallow right?

I'm not skinny like other girls. I have dark brown curly hair that brushes my shoulders, icy blue/grey eyes, and full lips. My family? They're great! Well, when they weren't trying to get me to see monsters disguised as doctors. They didn't know, nor did they believe me when I told them. My step-dad was a pretty good guy. He worked a lot trying to provide for us. For most of my life, I didn't even know he was my step-dad; we look very similar. But when I was 11, my mom told me the truth. I was confused and angry at first.

"What happened to my real dad?" I had asked. She said that one morning when I was a baby, before the sun had risen, he had gone missing. She was frantic, and put out a missing person's report; but nothing ever came of it. The police suggested that my dad had just taken off. Maybe he just didn't want a family anymore. My mom didn't believe it.

"He would never do that." She had said. "He loved you more than the sun. He wouldn't just leave."

I tried to believe her. Instead of telling me that my dad was missing and possibly dead, she let me think that my step-dad was my real dad. She had met him two years after my dad disappeared. I was only three, so I don't really remember a time before my step-dad was around. Despite my mom's tough past, she tried her hardest to be the best mom she could. My twelve-year-old half-brother? Eh, I love him anyways. When the monsters started attacking me, I made sure my family didn't know. They worried enough about normal, everyday problems. They didn't need whatever this was. One day, a pamphlet for a place called Camp Half-Blood appeared on our doorstep. 'Monster fighting camp?' I wondered. 'A safe place? Maybe if I left, my family wouldn't be in danger.' I told my family Camp Half-blood was a camp for "handicapped" kids. So, off I went.

When I got there, Chiron (the activities director and resident centaur. That will give you culture shock, let me tell you), told me I was a half-blood. 'I was the daughter of a greek god? It explained why my dad mysteriously disappeared.' Since I was unclaimed by my godly parent, I was placed in the Hermes cabin. I was also taken to the weapons shed and was given my first weapon. At camp, no one ever bothered me. Except once, shortly after I arrived.

I'd been staying in the Hermes cabin for about a month. A Hermes kid tried to steal my bag when he thought I wasn't looking. Most people think they can take advantage of me, because of my normally reserved demeanor. I unsheathed my magic sword. It was celestial bronze and I could change the length with just a thought. From a short dagger, to a long slim sword. I swung at the boy's neck, stopping right before it severed his head and glared at him. It was my signature glare. The other Thalia, the one I named myself after, had her glare. It was fierce, war-like, angry. It was like watching lightning flash across the sky. Annabeth had a glare. It was intelligent, calculating, like she was telling you she had already found your weakness and was ready to exploit it. Mine was different. Mine was pain. I take all the pain I hide deep down, and let it radiate. It's so powerful, anyone who looks me in the eyes is overcome with it. It cripples them. The boy yelped, terror in his eyes. The overcrowded cabin grew deathly quiet. He backed away slowly, eyes wide. He muttered an apology and ran out of the cabin. I scanned the faces of the other campers. They looked at me like I was a freak.

"Don't touch." I said quietly. I sheathed my sword and strode out of the cabin, my cheeks burning.

Now I'd been at camp for six months. It was a warm day in the valley, but not uncomfortably so. I saw campers practicing archery, climbing the rock wall, playing volleyball, and generally just having fun. I saw nymphs dancing and laughing as lovesick satyrs chased them, other satyrs played their pipes to the strawberries, and nereids wove baskets in the lake. Over by the camp store, Chiron seemed to be scolding the snickering Stoll brothers. He waved to me after the Stoll brothers had walked away. I smiled softly and inclined my head. I eventually made my way to the beach. I sat at the edge of the woods in the shade, my back to a tree. I was still a ways from the waterfront, but I could hear the sound of the waves crashing ashore and smell the salty air. I pulled my knees up to my chest and folded my arms on top of them. 'Why do I always feel like an outcast?' I wondered glumly.

Campers walked to and fro across the beach. Their pain pressed into my back, making it ache. I had grown accustomed to it. When I first came to camp, I thought it was exclusively back pain. The pain actually comes from the core of my body. The pain from my core then presses on my spine; making the pain spread throughout the rest of my body. As campers walked by, they would glance at me and whisper to each other.

"She's so weird."

"Did you hear about what she did to that Hermes kid?"

"I heard she went to a mental hospital."

"Still unclaimed? Hope she isn't in our cabin."

I let my hair fall over my face; veiling myself from anyone walking by. Some campers hated me, but most feared me. 'If they only knew the truth.. Then they'd fear me even more.' I knew what pained every single one of them. But even that couldn't compare to the power I held. I could, quite possibly, be more powerful than Percy Jackson. Or even the new roman kid, Jason. 'No.' I shook my head. I couldn't think about it. It was my most guarded secret. Even Chiron didn't know. 'I doubt he would have let me in the camp if he knew.'

Suddenly, I felt a pull in my gut. I moaned. 'Not now!' I thought. 'I don't want to!' The pull got stronger, then painful. I gasped and struggled to my feet. The pulling lead me to the cabins. There were so many of them. According to Chiron, there used to be only eleven. But after the second Titan war, Percy Jackson (a son of Poseidon) pretty much told the gods that the war was their fault. Their demigod children went to Kronos' side because they felt abandoned. He convinced the gods there needed to be a cabin for Hades and all the minor gods, not just the eleven they had. Now there were dozens of cabins.

The pulling brought me to the Athena cabin. I thought all the Athena kids were at archery, but as I looked through the doorway, one girl still remained. She sat at a desk covered with maps and books. Her shoulders shook with sobs, which she tried to stifle. I knew immediately it was Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson's girlfriend. She was pained because she missed Percy. And because she didn't know how the romans were treating him. It was deep. Heart wrenching. Which explained why the pulling had hurt so much. She wanted his arms around her, to kiss him again, to punch the daylights out of him. That last part I didn't understand, but I let it go. I walked softly towards her.

"Annabeth?" I asked.

She jumped but didn't look at me. "Oh, ahem.." She choked back the sobs and tried to sound cheerful and composed, but I knew better. "Yes?" She didn't turn around.

"He wouldn't want you to do that. Make yourself miserable."

She tensed. "How did you-?"

"I didn't know him long, but I could tell he was a good guy. I mean, he talked to me like I wasn't a freak. He was the highlight of my day, or week, when he would teach me sword fighting. He would always choose me as a partner. Said I was the best in the Hermes cabin." My voice grew sad as I remembered being with Percy. He was my only friend.

My words started to take effect. Annabeth's shoulders started to relax. She half turned towards me. I saw her begin to smile.

"During water break, he would talk of you. How smart you are, how pretty, how brave. And how you would keep him in check."

She laughed at that last part.

I walked towards her, I had taken most of the pain away, but I needed to touch her to finish. "He wouldn't want you to blame yourself. You're doing everything you can to find him; and you will. Even an outcast like me knows who the great Annabeth Chase is. You will find him. I know it. And so does he." I laid my hand on her shoulder. I closed my eyes and drew in a breath, slowly pulling the pain from her body. The pain grew stronger and stronger. It took all my willpower to keep pulling. I fought back tears as not only physical pain, horrible burning pain racing up and down my spine and through my limbs, but also emotional pain. I thought my heart was being ripped in two. I felt my face flush from the strain. I had trouble breathing. Finally the last tendril of pain entered my body. I crumpled to my knees, my arms pressed tightly against my stomach.

"Oh gods!" I gasped. "You do love him." Tears spilled down my cheeks. The emotional pain intensified, because I knew I would never have someone love me like Annabeth and Percy loved each other. Annabeth quickly turned to me.

"What's wrong?! Wait, you're Thalia. Percy told me about you." She dropped to her knees beside me. "Thalia? What's wrong? Let me help you to the infirmary."

I shook my head. "No." I moaned. She reached towards me but I quickly backed away. I couldn't let the campers see Annabeth helping me to the infirmary. Everyone would know about my power. I struggled to stand. I stumbled away, hunched over in pain, arms still pressed tightly to my stomach. "I'm sorry. I have to go." I said.

"Thalia wait! What did you do?!" I stared into her striking storm gray eyes.

"I took your pain away." I whispered. Her eyes widened. I quickly stumbled out of her cabin.

~*~*O*~*~

I moved as quickly as I could, which wasn't very fast. It took all my willpower not to collapse. I knew Annabeth would follow me. 'Where to go? Where to go?' I thought desperately. My tears blurred my vision, making it hard to see. But there was one thing I could see clearly: the woods. I knew it was stocked full of monsters but at that moment, I didn't care. I headed towards it. Campers who noticed me gave me funny looks as I stumbled past.

"Thalia!" Annabeth called. She was standing just outside her cabin, apparently she hadn't seen me yet. I ducked behind a group of campers and kept moving to the woods. Black spots danced in front of my eyes. I was in agony, pain radiating down my spine and throughout my body. I was ten feet from the woods.

"Thalia, wait!" Annabeth yelled. She had spotted me. 'Just a little further...' Satyrs and campers alike stared at Annabeth then at me. I plunged into the woods. I stumbled and tripped over unseen obstacles. Low light and tear-blurred vision made moving nearly impossible. Finally the pain overwhelmed me. I collapsed; wanting to sob, but in too much pain. Tears fell silently down my cheeks. The pain continued to pulse throughout my trembling body.

"Thalia? Thalia?" I heard Annabeth getting closer. "Oh my gods! Thalia!" Suddenly she was next to me. "Jason! Jason, I found her!" She shouted.
'Jason? Oh no, not him! He can't know!'

Jason raced towards us. "Oh gods.. She doesn't look good."

I moaned. 'Is "Oh gods" all they can say?'
"Jason, you have to carry her. We need to get her to the infirmary and get some ambrosia and nectar in her, stat!" He nodded in agreement. He picked me up gently, but pain still flared in my back.

"No... Don't worry about me.." I whispered.

"Sorry Thalia, not going to happen. You're pale, glassy-eyed, in a lot of pain, and close to losing conciousness. We're taking you to the infirmary." Annabeth said sternly.

"Percy was.. right... you are stubborn.." I gasped out.

Annabeth cracked a small, grim smile.

"What happened to her?" Jason asked Annabeth, as they raced me to the Big House.

"Tell you later, after we take care of her." She turned to me. "Just hang on Thalia. Hang on."

I was barely conscious. Next thing I knew, I was lying in a bed with Jason looking down at me. His eyes were a brilliant blue, like the sky in the middle of a beautiful summer day.

"It's ok, Thalia. We got you." He said.

Everything went black.

~*~*O*~*~

Third POV:

"Ok so what happened?" Jason asked. Annabeth looked shaken but she quickly filled him in on what had happened. "She took your pain away? How is that possible?" Jason could tell Annabeth's gears were turning.

She started pacing. "She's not claimed... I've never heard of anyone with powers like this... Where is Marco?!"

Soon a well-built Apollo kid with dirty blonde hair hurried in.

"There you are! What took you so long?!" She asked angrily.

Marco flinched. He knew what Annabeth was capable of. "Sorry." He murmured. "What's wrong with her?"

Annabeth and Jason glanced at each other.
"We don't know." Jason said truthfully.

Marco blinked. He stood at Thalia's bedside and held his palms over her. He closed his eyes and concentrated. Suddenly, he flew backward and slammed into the wall. He groaned as he slid to the floor. Jason and Annabeth stared in shock.
"What in Hades' name was that?" She asked.

Marco moaned again.
"I've never... I've never felt so much pain in one person. I don't know who she is or where she came from but... If she can endure this kind of pain.." He shook his head. "She's the strongest half-blood I've ever met."

All three turned to look at Thalia. That's when Chiron entered. "Who is injured? Oh.. Oh dear." He sighed. "Who did she heal?"

"She healed me, Chiron." Annabeth said. "Who is she? Percy told me about her before he... Disappeared. But even he didn't know much about her. And what exactly did she do? To me, I mean."

Chiron looked at her sadly. "Why don't you back to your activities Marco? Thank you for your assistance."

Marco was still stunned from what had happened. He nodded and stumbled out the door.

"I'm afraid Thalia has it difficult. More so than most. I don't know everything, as she is reserved. I couldn't even tell you her real name, as I do not know it. Thalia Bolt is the name she took for herself, after Jason's sister. She still has not been claimed, which is odd. Then again, no one has really heard from the gods lately. Being only fifteen years of age, she has a large burden to bear. Thalia can sense and remove pain from people, physical or emotional. But in doing so, she must pull the pain into her own body. When someone is hurting, their pain draws her to them. All she has to do to remove the pain is speak to them or touch them."

"But... What about her? She just.. Takes the pain? Why? Why not just refuse?" Jason asked.

Chiron's shoulders sagged. "Alas, she cannot. But even if she could, I doubt she would." He smiled sadly. "She has a big heart and a strong will."

"She didn't know me, not really. Just from what Percy said. Yet she healed me without complaining. She mentioned something about Percy being the only who talked to her?"

Chiron nodded. "Unfortunately the other campers are scared of her. Yet they do not know of her power. Even I don't know how far her abilities extend... Perhaps it would be good if you were to befriend her, Jason?"

"What about me?" Annabeth asked, slightly offended that Chiron seemed to overlook her.

"I'm sorry my dear. But untill you are... feeling better, I don't think you should be too close to her."

Annabeth flushed. "I didn't mean too! I didn't think anyone knew where I was..."

"I know, child. Percy's disappearance took a toll on everyone. You especially. Thalia will be fine. Now, I think it's time you joined your siblings. Jason, will you watch over her?"

He nodded.

"I will see you both at supper." With that, Chiron wheeled himself out. Annabeth reluctantly followed. Jason sat down on a chair by Thalia's bedside, content to wait.

So? Want to know more about my adventure?