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Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own any part of this story. How sad is that? It all belongs to my sister and Rick Riordan the genius. I am in no way involved with this, hades I don't even own this computer...

I'M A WANTED HALF-BLOOD

My foster father abandoned me when I was ten. Ever since I have taken care of myself. I have never lost. My name is Serena. I could never stand being called Sierra. From those who know me they despise me as well. I always win and they become my enemies. The only lives I know is defend, and hide. Monsters would attack whenever I shut my eyes.

A couple weeks earlier I had seen a billboard sign that had my fathers face on it saying, Nike Sports Wear. He left me to become famous; he was also a Rugby coach. Didn't have enough room in his life for a daughter. He probably wanted a son. Maybe that's why my mother (Whoever she is) left him. But why did she leave me?

This is how my life has been. I am a soul wandering the earth not even knowing who or what she is. If there was Hell I found it. I only had one friend. And that friend turned out to be a Hydra that turned on me and tried to kill me. I killed it easily. So that's why I wander. Never asking for anything. Half the time I go without mere food scraps. I live in an alley. The streets of Chicago are what I roam.

Walking down the street by Lake Michigan I thought about my old friend, turning me down. I had to change location completely. Only a few days ago we were in Indianapolis. I stopped under a bus stop for shade when two people began to follow me. I did what I knew. Led them into an alley, I hid on the alley wall. Javelin in hand I prepared to take on new enemies.

There was a girl with blonde hair and a boy with dark brown. The girl wore orange T-shirt jeans and had a Baseball cap in her back pocket. The boy carried a pen and wore all blue. They didn't seem that much of a challenge. I came out of hiding and held up my weapon.

"Who are you?" I asked suspicious. I couldn't be sure if they were friends or not. The girl came closer, and said,

"It's all right. We don't want to hurt you." She seemed confident and kind. Nobody was confident around me.

"How can I be sure?" I said strengthening my grasp.

"We know how you feel. You're like us," She came closer and said, "You must be wondering who you really are. But right now a Greek god wants to kill you. We'll explain later, come with us." She extended a hand. The only mistake I made was a short pause.

ARROOF! A sound came around the corner and as fast as it had come a Hellhound bounded into view. It came straight towards me. The girl put her cap on and vanished, the boy uncapped his ballpoint pen that extended into a sword. I charged meeting the hound midway. The beast knocked me down. When I thought I would lose my javelin went through his heart. I moved before the hellhound could fall on top of me. The beast was so large that it filled the alley.

"I think I'll come." I said smearing the blood on the animal.

"Do you have any idea what that was?" The girl said amazed. "That was Hades Hellhound. The Hellhound."

"We need to get you to camp." The boy said grabbing my hand.

We got a taxi and drove to southern New York. The taxi driver looked at us funny because we looked weird. To top that, I had my Javelin. He made me throw it out. It was a good weapon. After we got out the girl gave him a mountain of cash. She must be some rich kid.

"We need to catch the bus. It should be here in ten minutes," The girl said. "My name's Annabeth." Annebeth said.

"Serena." I said returning the gesture.

"This is Percy." Annebeth said. Percy heard this and came over.

"Bus is here." He said grabbing his duffel bag.

It was a Gray Hound. What a perfect name. We walked to the back of the bus and sat on the left. Percy took the isle seat Annebeth sat at the window. We were mostly quiet the whole trip. There were a few stops to pick up more people then we were good. One of these stops a guy with a leather jacket came on. He had red shades and had an army haircut. Percy slunk down in his seat and looked at Annebeth. The guy looked back at Percy and I.

"Are you okay?" I asked Percy.

"You see that guy? That's Ares God of War. I fought him once and he cursed me. Told me when I go to battle my weapon will fail on me. Ever since he's held that grudge."

"Okay. Why do you guys keep saying all this stuff about Greek Gods? Really. You sound like nerds." I said leaning forward and resting my chin in my hands.

The ride went well. Ares stood and walked to the row across from us. He pulled his shades down and I could see only flames. He put them back on and said,

"Percy, sit back I'm not here for you." He looked at me and smiled. "Serena. Your mother sent me. You probably know that Hades is tracking you. You even slew his favorite hound. He won't like that. I will protect you from harm just try your best to just stay low. Oh, and uh Percy your not the only famous Demi God. I'll talk to you later. I just have to finish business. Watch it punk."

A few minutes later we arrived at Long Island Sound. We got out of the bus and walked down a green hill. There was a large pine tree to the left with a dragon guarding it. Ares walked down the hill with us looking at the dragon to make sure he wouldn't come.

There was a farmhouse and a volleyball court. There were men with furry hindquarters and hooves, and girls in shorts and tank tops cheering them on. This scene was weird. Ares saw my look and grinned. If he really was the God of War I was surprised.

I was about to ditch them when I saw an even weirder sight. A centaur came cantering over. He looked very old. Annebeth walked to him and gave him a hug, and then Percy gave half a hug. Ares stood taller and the centaur said,

"Welcome Lord Ares." Ares then said,

"We have business to discuss." Chiron nodded.

"You must be Serena," He said extending a hand. I shook it.

"Welcome to Camp Half Blood."

"Camp what? What do you mean by half blood?" I asked hands on hips. I eyed him and he blinked. Victory.

"Things will all make sense in a moment. For now, come." With that we all walked to the house. Before we could cross the border a shrieking sound came from the air. I was snatched, sharp claws digging into my skin. Ares came up and jumped cutting the monster turning it into dust. There were two more, I killed one and Ares helped with the second. The cuts were pretty big and I grabbed my shoulders.

"Get her across the border, give her ambrosia." Chiron said as my mind went blank.