Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson. Rick Riordan does.

Revenge of the Night

Chapter 1

My Life is Screwed Over

A/N If you recognize the title and story, that is because I am restarting. I did not like how it was going so I am starting over. I am changing it and I think it will make it better. So, I hope you enjoy it. Also, Blood of Olypus spoilers. Just a warning.

You know, I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for Mr. Sum, my school's principal to hate me. I didn't ask Pat the Prat to pick on me every day. OK, so maybe I attacked him in the hallway, even though my BFF Michael was holding me back. He didn't do much, as he was a foot shorter than me and looks like a 6th grader, even though he was a year older than me, in 10th grade. It took 2 teachers to hold me back. As I sat in Mr. Sum's office, considering whether I should run or stay, Just then, the principal himself stood in the doorway. He was tall, about 6 foot 4, with military cut gray hair and beefy arms. He was a scary guy, but not much scared me. At least, not much did. He towered over me, and I looked coolly up at him.

"Emily Johnson!" he shouted. I jumped. Even though I've been sent to his office 7 times, I never expected his loud voice.

"Hmmm?" I asked. I've learned after 5 years of being sent to the principles office, that you never show that they unnerve you. Always act as if they don't matter.

" Why, after only 3 months of school, have you been sent to my office 6 times?"

"7" I corrected.

" I swear you are only a freshman, yet you cause more trouble here at Venden High school than that upstart Percy Jackson!" I smirked at that. Percy Jackson was a Senior, and often got him self in trouble, but I was better that him at that. Once I got him with whipped cream in his locker. Than I ran away from me as he chased me around the school with whipped cream all over his face in a mustache.

"Thats it!" Mr. Sum yelled. He walked over to the door. "Follow Me!" I shrugged and followed him out the door.

We walked around the school. No body was in sight; 4th hour had started. I was starting to rethink my decision to stay when Mr. Sum entered the gym. I followed him in.

I stood awkwardly in the doorway as Mr. Sum paced across the gym. He was muttering under his breath, then he turned towards me. I noticed that his eyes looked like they were glowing. Wait, they really were glowing. Then, he began to grow, until he was about 8ft tall. His arms began to change into wings; his feet into claws, until he was a 8ft tall griffin.

"Holy Crap!" I shouted. The griffin spread its wings and soared in to air, doing a backwards loops in the space of the gymnasium until it was soaring right at me. I just had time to dive to one side as the creature slammed into the wall right where I was half a second ago. I should have ran, should have tried to get away. I was smart, I knew Greek mythology, but I just sat there in shock, my baseball cap I always wear crooked on my head, my blond,shoulder length hair in my face, watching as the griffin struggled out from the wall, and glared at me, a mere 10 feet away from me. I stood up, looking for a weapon, anything.

My eyes found the trophy case that held the pity trophies my school got. I ran toward it, and slammed against it as the glass cracked. I kicked it, using the skills I taught myself 2 years ago during summer vacation. The glass shattered and I grabbed the biggest one a basketball trophy that said, "Nice try, but you stunk."

I turned towards the griffin, now glaring at me from the other side of the gym.

" Hey!" I shouted, waving the trophy. The griffin snarled at me. I started running at me. I gulped. I hadn't expected it to be so fast. It leaped at me and I swung the 18 foot 5 pound trophy at its head. As the trophy collided with it, the griffin fell to the side, but not before its claw scraped my forehead. It stung like wildfire, but I had bigger problems. The griffin was recovering fast. I sprinted towards the door and slammed in to Percy Jackson who was running down the hallway towards the gym.

"Whoa!" He shouted, and stood back up I got up to, quickly covering up my wound, but it was already too late. "What'd you get that from?"

"Nothing" He started towards the gym but I blocked his path.

"Dude!" He said. Why are you so nervous? What happened.?" I thought quickly.

"Well, uh, you see.." I stammered but he looked over my shoulder and groaned.

"I was hoping you wouldn't be attacked so soon. You must have a powerful aura." What? What was he talking about!? "He looked at me, yanking my hand from my forehead. He winced at the sight of the cut. It must have looked bad. I stumbled and fell, suddenly feeling drained. "You stay here," he said, propping me against the wall. "I'll take care of the griffin, OK?" I nodded, feeling sick with pain. He took out a pen, uncapped it, and it turned into a sword. He noticed me staring and said, "I'll explain later." and charged into the gym.

I leaned against the wall. Blood was running down my face, into my hair. I closed my eyes and I think I passed out, because the next thing I knew Percy was leaning over me, gently shaking me. "Can you stand?" he asked. I tried to stand up but I fell onto my knees. "Its OK" He said. Griffin claws suck out your energy, leaving you weak and tired. Until we get to camp, have some of this." He handed me a small square of something, I took it, looking at it apprehensively. "Eat it." He encouraged. I popped it into my mouth and chewed. It tasted like chocolate chip cookies, my favorite. I swallowed and felt better. I struggled to my feet, but still felt weak. I gripped Percy's shoulder for support.

" Come on," He said "We have to get outside. I'll carry you. We have to get away, fast, before more monsters come."

"What monsters? And no, you are not carrying me." I let go of Percy's shoulder, meaning to stand defiantly, but fell over. "Ow."

"Yes I am." Percy said scooping me up. I didn't complain. He ran outside, heading for the abandoned street near the school. He was stronger than he looked. He set me down on a cardboard box and whistled, a classic taxi cab whistle.

"There aren't any taxis around here." I said weakly.

"I know." He was looking towards the eastern sky, like he was waiting for something.

"Then what-" I stopped as I saw a figure in the sky, a too big for a bird, but as it got closer I saw it was a flying, jet-black horse-no a Pegasus, I remembered, and it landed softly near Percy.

"Whoa boy." Percy said. He paused as if listing. "No, I don't have any donuts. Can we get a ride to camp?" He paused. "Oh, this is Emily Johnson. She's a demigod too." He turned to me. "Emily, this is Blackjack. Say hi." I stared.

"You talk to horses?"

"It's a long story. Just say hi."

"Uh, hi." Blackjack whinnied.

"Get on," Percy said. I stumbled over, and Percy helped me up. Percy climbed on behind me. Blackjack took off, and I held on tight. I was exhausted. "You can rest." He said. "I wont let you fall off. We'll be at camp in an hour or two." I was too tired to complain and passed out, my face in Blackjack's dark mane.

I woke as we landed in a strawberry field. I looked around, at a big valley. There was a crowd around us. Percy was talking to a girl, about Percy's age. She had long blond hair, and was wearing an orange t-shirt. Percy turned to me. "Welcome to Camp Half Blood."

I got off, wanting to make a good impression, but immediately passed out cold.

When I woke up, I was lying in a bed with a bandage wrapped around my head. I looked over and saw Percy talking to the girl I saw earlier and a man with a beard in a wheelchair. I heard Percy say,

"She must be powerful. I hadn't expected her to be attacked so soon into the school. I mean, even I knew she was a demigod quickly. I think the whipped cream prank gave it away. I'm just glad I was able to get over"

"How did you get over there in time?" asked the man in the wheelchair.

"I looked out of my classroom and saw her and the principle walking down the hall. It took me longer than I expected to find them. I was almost too late."

"It's not your fault she got hurt. You got there as quick as you could." said the girl. " We knew there was a demigod there, from what Pat told us, but I didn't think she was that powerful. She is lucky, and smart." They looked over at me and saw that I was awake. As they walked over, I tried to sit up, but my head throbbed.

"Ow." I said. I fell back onto the pillows. The girl handed me a drink. "What is this stuff?"

"It's nector." she said. "Oh, by the way, I'm Annabeth, he's Chiron, and, of course, you've already met Percy." I nodded.

"Uh, where am I? Why was a griffin attacking me? Why do they even exist?" I was so confused, my head hurt. Well, more than before. The man named Chiron signed.

"It's an incredibly long story, my dear. You are a demigod, child of one of the Greek gods. The griffin attacked you because it knew that you were one. Here at Camp Half-Blood, you can either stay for the summer or stay year long. Most only stay for the summer. You train and prepare to fight monsters. Sometimes, you go on quests in the real world, but usually you stay here, on long island, training and playing capture the flag. But, for you, you have to rest. Griffin claws drain you, and if Percy hadn't helped you, you most likely would have died."

"Whoa. Wait. Slow down. You mean I could have died?!" I wasn't shocked about what he told me. It was almost believable. After all, I had seen many weird things over the years, the giant lion in a field, centaurs in the woods. I was just stunned that I almost died.

Percy nodded solemnly. "Yes, its all true. Life is dangerous for people like us. But, on the bright side, you're safe here." Annabeth smiled.

"Over the next few days, we will put you through a few tests, to see if we can invoke your parent to claim you. But first, tell us more about you. We would have known more, if you had made friends with our satyer."

"Who? There is a satyer at my school?"

"Yea, but unfortunately you two didn't get along. So, we sent Percy over."

"Wait. Do you mean Pat the Prat?" Percy laughed. Annabeth shot him a look.

"I agree." he said. "He is a bit of a prat. Anyway, tells u more about you. Who is your mortal parent? Your mom or dad?"

At the sound of my parents, I looked franticly for my hat.

"Oh no! Where's my baseball cap?" Percy handed it to me. I sighed in relief and put it on my head. Annabeth, Chiron, and Percy were looking at me, waiting for me to explain about my life. I sighed.

"Well, I was dropped of at an orphanage when I was 8 months old, with only a name tag and this hat. The tag read, ' Emily Johnson birthday 2/12/01.' I've been raised in various foster homes since I was 2, but I was always a rebel. Since 4th grade, I've caused trouble in school. This past year I spend most of my time away from my foster home. I have one friend. Thats it. I've taught myself how to pick locks and fight. I have fun at school. I like whipped cream. Thats about it." I smiled at Percy. "I regret nothing." He scoffed.

"Well that explains how you got in my locker." Annabeth laughed at his sour face and my delighted one. She looked at me.

"So you have no idea who your parents were?" I shook my head. She looked at me. "Judging from what I've heard about you, out of the major gods, I think you could be a daughter of Athena,Ares, or Hermes. You would defiantly get along with Conner and Travis Stoll. Do you know anything about Greek Myths?"

I snorted. "That's an understatement. I know a LOT about Greek myths."

"Well that makes things easier." I looked around at them, and said,

"You know, I think I'm going to like it here." Annabeth smiled back

"I'm sure you will." Then I laid down, suddenly exhasted, and went back to sleep.

A/N- I hope you enjoyed that. Please review so I know how I'm doing. I'd appreciate some helpful advise, as I am only 13 and I'm not the best at writing. I'd love for some feedback. Thank you, and have a good day. Peace!