So. Hi. MiMichalski said that I should write more of this, and Historia Aqua is still making me feel all giddy inside. IDK why, but every time Luke and Ethan comes up, her PM pops up in my head. I guess it's 'cause I never intended to post "Cutting" in the first place... It's still Nano's fault, by the way. Half of this one is too. I told her about this idea, and she gave me an OC (V Aiden Capricon's bio is down there V) and the plot. Plus the insults in this chapter, help with the pick-up lines, and the beginning of the next chapter. Lol. I guess it's co-authored?

Name: Aiden Capricorn

Age: 15.5

Gender: Male

Skin: Tanned Peach

Eyes: Emerald

Hair: Strawberry Blonde

Clothes: A dark blue jacket with light blue stripes on the sleeves. Dark blue jeans that are rolled up over sneakers. He has one of Ethan's grey shirts with a black stitched face on it. The face is missing it's left eye.

Aura/power: Son of Tykhe. People feel happier just seeing him, and he can get anyone to do him a favor. Has a normal sword. In mist form, it's a crayon.

Personality: Happy-go-lucky, but is a back stabbing b****** (Aloise persona XD).

Past: He was never claimed. When he and Ethan got to camp half-blood, his dad got attacked on the way to CHB, was severely injured, and then abandoned them. He's Ethan's cousin, and when he was three, Ethan was abandoned at his doorstep. (IT'S RELATIVE TO THE PLOT B****EZZ!)

Ethan POV

The sleek, black helicopter landed on the flight deck, close to over stuffed with half-bloods. Six of them, with baggage, stuffed into it. There was a tall, skinny brunet, in grey baggy jeans and a grey sweater. The girl next to him was blonde, with too much make up on and a frilly pink dress. In front of her was a short guy, with black hair. he had on red jeans and a green sweater, with chains hanging off his jeans. He was sliding down in his seat and was sulking. Next to him was an african american girl in all black. She seemed to be conversing with the blonde and the brunette. There there was a strawberry blonde, who was hidden by a bulky, muscular kid in a leather jacket, and military camo. He was cracking his knuckles in an intimidating way, the spiked knuckles on his belt jingling.

I watched the six get out and unpack. The blonde, I presumed was an Aphrodite kid, had three bags: a purse, and two suit cases. Stuck with the unlucky task of charting this crap and giving out rooms, I marked down her bag number. I also marked down "Aphrodite". When she came to me, she quickly babbled her name, Maddison Levigne (Any relationship to Avril Lavigne?), and I got that too, and told her "Room 284". This went on for the others: Brenton Safferon, two bags, "Unknown", Room 456, Kevin Tran, one bag, "Apollo", Room 579, Monique Clear, two bags, "Unknown", Room 285, Wolf Summers, one bag, "Ares", Room 799, and... Oh god, was that...?

"Hello my beloved SOB~!"

Ah. Aiden Capricorn. Strawberry blonde son of Tykhe, One bag. Room 202 (fuckin' douche.). Today, he was wearing his dark blue jacket, the one with the lighter lines on the sleeves. He also had my shirt on, the grey one, with a black smiley face stitched on. It had the right eye scratched off. Fucking... He also had on some dark blue skinny jeans that were rolled up over his sneakers. He STILL looked like a player. I just had on a dark grey T-shirt and dark jeans, and Luke's sweater tied around my waist. I had to return that thing to him...

"Ethan! My man! It's good ta' see ya'!" Aiden hugged me, causing me to drop my clip board.

"Y-yeah. Right. Hey cos'." I told him back, "But its not like you would care you self conceited bitch.''

"Don't be so mean to your blood, or you'll turn out to be a two-timing slut." Aiden replied with a smile.

"And only you would know, seeing as you've done it before." I snapped back, slapping my baby cousin on the shoulder. He's a year and a half younger than me, I can call him that. And he hates that. He thinks he's superior to me allot of the time because he has two eyes and wasn't abandoned on a door step. His goddamn doorstep, might I add.

"And here I thought that eye was lesson enough..." Aiden replied. I gritted my teeth. He was on a touchy subject, he knew it. I was about to snap back, when Luke came out of nowhere and slid a hand over my shoulder.

"Who's your new friend, Ethan?"

"Ah. Luke, this is my two-faced son-of-a-bitch cousin Aiden." I explained. "He's Tykhe's son. And though we look nothing alike, we are related. So, I get a douche-bag player for a cousin. Sad, right?"

"Oh, he can't be that bad." Luke said, ruffling my hair.

"D-don't do that!" I said, my voice rising slightly. Aiden watched this in amusement.

"Ethan, pinch me." Aiden demanded to me. My head snapped up to him.

"What? Why?" I asked, giving my baby cos' a look.

"'Cause he's so fine, I think I'm dreaming." He nodded at Luke. I twitched, and Luke responded with a sly smirk.

"Hey baby, you busy tonight?" Aiden asked, winking at him.

"Yeah, I'm a little preoccupied, sorry." Luke gave me a light playful nudge. "I gotta get going, stuff to do, people to see, places to be. Later."

The tall blonde slid off, waving at the us as he walked away. A light pink stained my cheeks, but I didn't have time to reflect on it. "That friend of yours is... Different."

"Oh yeah? Like how? They all look the same to you." I snapped at him, blush fading.

"Different. Like unexplainable different. I like him. Listen, cos'. No need to be protective. I've got it covered." Aiden told me, with a smirk and a dangerous glint in his eye.

''Eh? What?'' I exclaimed. "I am NOT overprotective!"

"Three weeks. I intend to make Luke mine." Aiden told me. He turned his head. "And yes, you are."

Yeah. That's chapta one! Quickly though, Tch. PJO is So mine. Really, I am such a genius for coming up with aren't I? I mean, you all love it don't you? Y'all can thank me f-

Nano: Splashes KneeSocks with water*

Me: What the hell Nano? I was having the best dream ever!

Nano: You've got work to do, KneeSocks. Lets go, before Luke kills you for not writing.

Me: Huffs* Fine.