So, this is basically just my OC's story. I won't say who her parent is. It's a surprise :D also, it's not going to be a daughter-of-Artemis or daughter-or-Hestia story. Those are used too much. I'm pretty sure there is no other story like this one…but maybe there is…I don't really know. Well, here's the story!

It was the last day of fifth grade and I was walking down the hall when Aaron, a kid I barely knew, limped up to me.

"Hi Arianna." Aaron smiled.

"Hi…" I said slowly. "What do you need?"

He looked around, as if to make sure we were alone, and said, "You need to come with me."
"Why?"

"Have you ever heard of the Greek gods?" Aaron asked.

"Uh, yeah." I nodded.

"Well, they're not myths. They're real." Aaron said quickly.

I laughed. "I'm not stupid, you know."

"I know, but it's true!" Aaron exclaimed. "You're a daughter of one of the Greek gods."

"I'm a demigod?" I said in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me!"

"I'm not." Aaron said. "I'm a satyr. I can smell the auroras of demigods and monsters. You're definitely one, a strong one. There's another one here, but I can't tell who it is. You're smell is covering the other's."

"I told you, I'm not stupid! Prove it to me." I demanded.

"Fine." Aaron grumbled. He took off his shoe and in his place was…a hoof.

I swallowed. "Okay, I'm beginning to believe you. Continue."

"There's a camp for demigods. It's the only safe place for them. I'm taking you there." Aaron explained.

"What about my family? Won't they want to know? And what about Jay? He's my best friend! He deserves to know!" I protested.

"We don't have anytime." Aaron said nervously. "I can smell a monster. He's close. You can IM them later!"

"IM?"

"I'll explain later. Come on, we need to catch a taxi. It's only a ten minute drive." Aaron grabbed my arm and started running to the nearest exit.

"Arianna!" A voice called down the hall.

I stopped running and turned around. "Jay!" I said happily, excited to see my best friend. I ran up to him. "What's up?"

"Why were you running?" Jay asked, his lime green eyes darting back and forth from me and Aaron.

"Oh, uh, Aaron needs help on homework." I said quickly.
"It's the last day of school." Jay said slowly.

"Did I say homework?" I asked, feigning innocence. "I meant…uh…"

"Her mom needs me to help with something." Aaron said, coming into the conversation. "And we really need to go."

"Why didn't she just ask me?" Jay asked. "I could do it."

"It's something…musical…" Aaron said slowly.

Jay crossed his arms. "I'm not stupid."

"He sounds like you," Aaron muttered.

"Shut up!" I said, my face feeling hot.

"Jay, we just need to go." I said quickly. "Okay? I'll see you later." I reached up and hugged him.

Jay hugged back reluctantly. "Okay. Are you sure you're okay? We're going to see each other later, right?"

I pulled away. "Uh, right."

"What's going on?" Jay demanded. "Something is definitely wrong, and don't deny it!"

"Goodbye, Jay." I said, smiling one last time. Then I turned around and Aaron started running to the exit again. I followed him and looked back one last time. Jay had a confused look on his face, but grinned when our eyes met. I grinned back then went through the door.

"Taxi!" Aaron called. A yellow taxi pulled up and we got in.

"You got money?" The driver asked.

"Of course." Aaron said, pulling out a wad of cash. He told the driver directions and we started to pull out.

The whole way there Aaron kept looking around, as if something was going to jump out of my backpack.

Finally, when we going down an empty road, Aaron said, "Stop."

The taxi lurched to a stop. The driver turned around and asked, "This is in the middle of nowhere. You sure you want to stop here?"

"Yep." Aaron nodded, handing the wad of cash to the driver. He got out of the door and I followed.

"This is in the middle of nowhere." I muttered. "Why are we here?"

"The camp is right past that giant pine up there. Thalia's tree." Aaron said, pointing to a huge pine tree.

He limped up the hill and I had no choice but to follow. Halfway up the hill I heard a growl. "Uh, Aaron, did you hear that?"

"Of course I did." He grumbled. "We're so close! Start running!"

I took off full speed and started towards the pine tree. The closer I got the more I saw of the camp. There was a huge baby blue house and a volleyball court in the front. I couldn't see further than that.

I was probably about 10 yards away from the entrance when pain exploded in my left leg. I cried out in pain and fell to my knees. I looked at my leg and saw something that looked like a giant thorn in my leg. Around it my skin was turning green.

"Arianna!" Aaron exclaimed. He was already in the camp. "Are you alright? I'll get help!"

I managed to stand up but I instantly got dizzy. I leaned against a tree and tried to catch my breath. There was another growl and I looked to where it came from. A hundred yards away from me was a giant monster. It was covered in fur and had weird eyes. One looked fake and one was a weird red color.

The monster grinned and raised its tail. On its tail were spikes like the one in my leg. It launched a few at me but I somehow dodged the spikes.

"What is that?" I muttered.

"I'm a manticore," the monster said, as if it heard me. Maybe it did.

"Hey!" Someone shouted. I turned my head and saw a guy with blonde hair running towards the manticore. He was holding a bronze sword and a shield.

The guy attacked the manticore. He stabbed the monster in the side, and then shouted to me, "Go to the camp! You've only got a few feet!"

I started limping to the camp, but the pain in my leg started spreading.

Aaron ran out to me and helped me to the camp. "Come on, Arianna. You're almost there."

Finally we stumbled a few more feet and the feeling of the air changed. I had a feeling we were safe, but I wasn't. I was still on the verge of death.

Aaron helped me limp to a small house in the back of the blue house. When we got inside I was overwhelmed by the smell of cough drops and…apple pie?
"Help!' Aaron shouted. A guy that looked like he was 16 with blonde hair and bronze skin came up to us.

"Don't worry," he reassured me. "My name is Dave. I'm an Apollo camper. I'm an expert in healing. You'll be better in no time."

Dave took me to a cot and I lied down. He started getting out bandages and medicine bottles. Lastly, he got out a canteen and a bag full of something that looked like a lemon square.

Dave unscrewed the canteen and poured some of the liquid that looked like apple juice on my cut. I winced a little, expecting for it to sting, but instead the pain started to decrease.

Dave started to bandage around the spike in my leg and as he did it he asked Aaron, "Did someone take care of the monster?"

"Yeah, Will." Aaron replied.

"Solace?"

"Yep."

"Go check on him. He's not strong enough to kill the Manticore, but he should be able to get away." Dave commanded, and Aaron ran out of the door.

I felt my vision getting darker and Dave noticed I was slipping.

"You don't need to stay awake." Dave told me reassuringly. "You lost a lot of blood. It'll seem natural for you to faint."

I opened my mouth and croaked out, "What the heck just happened?"

Dave cracked a smile. "You made it to camp. Not everyone is that lucky. Now sleep."

His eyes focused on the spike in my leg and put his left hand over it. He closed his eyes and mumbled some words in a different language.

I felt myself begin to drift off and my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes, I instantly knew I was in a dream. Just the feeling of it, that it wasn't reality, made it obvious for me it was a dream.

I was standing in a room that was completely black that had continuous flickers of light, like lightning.

"Hello," a voice said next to me. I yelped and turned around, but no one was there.

"Who is that?" I called, strangely confident.

"I'm your godly parent." The voice said. I couldn't tell if the voice was female or male.

"Who are you?" I asked.

The voice was silent for a moment, and then said, "I cannot tell you. They would outcast you."

"Why?" I exclaimed.

"I am not a goddess that they worship." The voice said with a sad note in her voice.

"You said goddess!" I pointed out. "You're my mother!"

The goddess muttered something and then admitted, "Yes, I slipped. But Arianna, my daughter, you are also special, not because of your heritage. You have the Mark of the Gods."

I raised my eyebrows. "What's that?"

"You get a special power. Usually it's control over an element." My mother explained. "People will find you very dangerous and a risk, with the upcoming war."

"War?!"

"Never mind. But you must not tell anyone. Try not to get angry, that's when your Mark will react as a defensive system. With your heritage, you will be a threat, so stay on this side at all times."

"What side?"

"The gods. I must say no more. Goodbye, my daughter, Arianna Nite."