Hey guys, this is my first fanfic and I would really appreciate some corrective criticism. I've had the idea of this story in my head for about a week, but I just decided to write. I'd like for your impute on the plot and whether I'm being overly descriptive or under descriptive.

This is my OC and I didn't steel it from anyone. If someone else has used a character with this name, I'm sorry but I've never read your story. Now on with the story!

Hi, my name is David Hunt. Your probably wondering what this is about. Well don't be so impatient and I'll tell you. This is the story of my life, and how it went from a normal week in mid July, to an exciting journey halfway across the country. I live in Augusta, Georgia with my mom, step dad, two half brothers, and half sister. My whole life, I thought I was my step dad's son. I never once even thought about me actually being the son of the God of the Sun.

I'm not entirely sure how, but somehow my real dad changed my appearance so that I look just like my step dad and step brothers. From the time I was born to the time right before I found out I was a demigod, I had brown hair, green eyes, an athletic build, and according to one of my ex-girlfriends, facial and bodily features to die for. I've always had a strong jaw, broad shoulders, and long, strong legs. I grew up playing mortal sports, namely baseball and football.

One day, about a week after I turned 13, I was about to go catch a movie with my girlfriend, Zoë, who happened to live right next door, when someone broke down the door to my house. Now I'm the youngest of four and my brothers have always picked on me, so I'm pretty tough. But I never would have expected just what came through that door.

A man, easily fifteen feet tall, was standing by the door, with a gigantic tree in his hand. Through the door came 2 pretty women with odd looking legs and fangs. Just from the looks of them, I knew they weren't here for coffee and tea. The first woman came at me with a spear, but I dodge just in time. She stabbed again and I redirected the thrust with my hand. We kept up this dance for a couple of minutes before I came up with a plan. I grabbed a nearby chair and hit her over the head with it. She fell to the ground and I grabbed her spear and stabbed her with it. Much to my surprise, she disintegrated into golden dust.

I got into a spear fight with the other monster woman and got a few scrapes and cuts. After a couple minutes though, she over thrust and I took advantage. I kicked her spear up and swept her legs out from under her. She fell and I stabbed her in the heart. She repeated the act of her sister by bursting into golden dust. I dropped the spear in exhaustion, but I didn't expect a (what looked like) steal bow to take its place in my hand. The bow was beautiful, with golden markings, depicting what looked to be different battles, and two words, written in ancient Greek. Skia Koraki.

After a quick look-over of the bow, I got over my shock and went to work killing the monsters. The first one that I saw was a hellhound the size of Michael Jordan, but as thick as a sumo wrestler. I took aim with my bow and fired. The monster burst into golden dust from a shot to the throat.

Next I saw a Cyclops, about ten feet tall, and he suffered the same fate, though this time it was from an arrow to the eye. I ran through the house, trying to find my family. I ran into my mom and dad's bedroom… to find them dead, on the ground, being eaten by the monsters.

I went into a fit of rage. I started shooting at everything that moved. First a dracanae, then a hellhound, and a Cyclops, and so on. By the time I calmed down, all that was left of the room was golden dust. After a moment, I realized what had just happened. I fell to my knees, bawling my eyes out. My whole, loving family was… dead. Just dead.

With tears still streaming down my face, I ran outside and to my neighbor's house. I needed to check on the love of my life. What I saw only saddened me more. In front of me was my girlfriends house… on fire. The second floor was nothing more than ashes and the bottom floor had fire covering every inch of it. I saw a few monsters coming my way, so I got my new bow out, notched a lightweight, steal and gold arrow, and shot the first thing I saw. I continued to do this until all of the monsters were dead and there was nothing left of the house but ashes and the leftover, charred wood.

I knew that Zoë was dead. No matter how much I wanted it to not be true, it was. By that time, I had no tears left to shed. I went back into my house, went to my room, grabbed a duffle bag, stuffed it full of necessary items, such as clothes, food, and money, and walked out. As soon as I stepped outside, a bright, golden flash so bright I had to look away, appeared.

When I looked back, a blonde man, with blue eyes, and a semi-muscular build, was standing there. He looked to be in his mid 20's or so, and I wouldn't be surprised if he had women just dying to be with him every night(how ironic). He looked at me with eyes full of sadness, yet pride and love.

Then, he spoke. "Hello, David. I am your father, Apollo, Greek god of the sun, truth, prophecies, and… awesomeness." I just gaped at him, my mouth so far down, birds could fly in. He continued, though this time, less seriously. "As hilarious as you look, you might wanna close your mouth."

I just looked at him, though this time, I was sizing him up, confusion clearly etched on my face. I replied with something more or less respectful, "you don't strike me as the crazy type, but my father was just killed.

The look on his face changed from amused, to somewhat downcast. "No, that was your step father. When you were born, I used the Mist to change your appearance. It took a lot of mist, but I did. When I was with your mother, she failed to tell me she was married. I didn't know until soon before your birth. I didn't like the fact that your mother cheated on her husband, I loved her more than any woman I have ever been with. I didn't want to ruin her great life just because you are my son, so I changed your looks so that you'd look like your father." When he told me that, I was in a state of complete and utter shock. All my life, I thought that my family was my full, biological family, but I was wrong.

"Son, the Greek gods are real, and I truly am the god of the sun, and you are a demigod. There is a camp for demigods like you in Long Island, New York. Go there, you will be safe, and I will make sure to keep an eye one you. You have a long journey ahead of you, and I'd like to catch up on your missed birthdays.

He summoned a bag that, from what I could tell, was full. He pulled out a box, about 8" long, and 6" wide. He gave it to me and I opened it. Inside, was a case for a pair of Oakley sunglasses. I opened it, and inside were a of black Oakley Half-jacket sunglasses with blacked out lenses. "Put them on. The lenses will adjust to the lighting on your side, but other people looking at you will just see pitch black lenses. They have a heads-up-display in them and cannot be broken."

I put them on, and sure enough, there was a HUD, that showed distances, temperature, and a screen in the top right corner that showed my father's "track record", and how I am related to him when I looked at him. He pulled something else out of the bag, about the size of a shoe box. He handed it to me, and inside was a black, nokia lumia 1020, a pair of black powerbeats, and some studio beats. "the phone is made of Olympian steal, the second most rare metal in the mythical world. It won't send off signals to monsters and it has every song you could ever want on it."

I thanked him and he pulled something else out. It was about a foot long and 8 inches wide. I opened it and saw a beautiful pair of Olympian steal hunting knives. They were both about 8 inches long and had sheathes that I strapped onto my legs.

Next, he pulled out a green, tight fit hoodie. I put it on and I felt like I was in the perfect temperature weather. I put the hood up and my father gave me a mirror. The hood cast a shadow over my face so that no one would know what I look like. I took off the hood, still looking at the mirror, and was surprised to see who was looking back at me.

I had short, spiky, blonde hair, dark, sky blue eyes, and the same features I've had all of my life. I looked at my father seeing him smiling widely at me. I couldn't help but smile back. He pulled something else out of the bag. It was a pair of dark green, skinny, leather pants. "those pants will help with mobility and your joints and muscles will never get tired with those on."

He flashed them onto me and pulled out the next item. It was a long box, about 4 feet long, and about 2 feet wide. Inside I found two Olympian steal swords with golden carvings in them. They looked similar to my bow in almost every way. I swung them experimentally and they felt perfect in every way. I decided to try something and flipped them around to a reverse grip. My father looked at me questioningly, but I just ignored him. I took a few swings, and sure enough, it worked perfectly. I decided that I would create my own fighting style with my swords.

"Father, could you please transform these into black, click pens?" my father nodded and the next thing I know, I'm holding two click pens. Then he pulled out a leather wallet. I opened it to find a credit card. He then handed me a bag. I opened it and saw that it was full of Drachmas. "the credit card has more money than you'll ever need and the bag has unlimited drachmas.

"Son, the last gift is the bow I have given you. It was the bow used by my first champion. His archery skills rivaled my own, though he was not in the history books because he worked in the shadows, silently changing history. I want you to have it, because you are to be my most powerful son. All demigods' power level is affected by how much their godly parent loved their mortal parent. I love your mother the most, so you will be the most powerful."

I was kinda shocked by this, though I doubt anyone else could take down so many monsters with no training. The next thing I knew, I was wrapping my dad in a bone crushing hug. "Wow kid, where'd you get so strong?" my father asked and I blushed heavily. "What, you haven't seen me working out?" my father chuckled at this.

"David, I want you to know that I love you very much, and I'm extremely proud of you, but I must go, and you need to get moving yourself." He then handed me a map with marks on certain places. "These are safe houses that will change to whatever you want. Just try not to leave the smell of sex in there when your done with them," my father joked, which made me laugh, thinking about me getting it on with someone in every one of these houses (there were at least 15 of them!).

"Thank you father, I love your too. By the way, don't you think I'm a little young to be a man whore?" I said chuckling slightly. "Yes, I do and I don't want to find out that you think differently!" my father commanded. By this time, I was laughing my ass off. "Well father, I shall see you soon. I will do my best to stay safe." My father hugged me one last time and flashed out.

I started walking away from my house, heading north, through the woods. I tried to comprehend all of the day's events. After a while, I just stopped thinking about it, hoping I don't blow a gasket. New life, here I come.

Thank you guys very much for reading, if you'd be so kind as to favorite, fallow, and comment, that'd be great. I plan to update often, but next week I won't be able to post. Once school starts up though, I will try to update at least once a week, maybe more hopefully.

If you'd like for there to be a pairing just let me know buy PMing me or commenting. I'll try to get back to most of you, but if I don't, I apologies. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated and if you guys want me to do another story, I will do my best.

From your loyal author,

-TheSonofApollo