My first Percy Jackson story! This has been in my head for 3 years now, finally started writing it. Hope you guys enjoy!

I don't own Percy Jackson, only Grace and the other OC's.

A New Demi-God

"Percy, come over here and meet your daughter" Annabeth called in a quiet voice. He shakily walked over and looked at the baby in his wife's arms. The little girl was curled up in her pink blanket. Getting as close to the warmth as possible. Percy smiled, "She's perfect Wise Girl" he said, as he leaned over to kiss her on the head. "Our beautiful little Grace."

12 years later

"C'mon Grace, you're going to be late for camp!" Percy called up to his daughter. "Chiron starts the welcome ceremony at 10."

Upstairs Grace was busy brushing her long, brown hair and grabbing the last of her things. Her first day at Camp Half-Blood, the place where her mother had grown-up, the place where her parents and many others had trained. She grinned at her refection.

Nothing was going to mess this up.

She grabbed her large blue suitcase and raced down the stairs, her brown hair bouncing. She jumped of the stairs, landing right in front of her father. The years hadn't done much to change his appearance. He was a taller; his brown hair still messed up (despite his wife's protests), but his eyes and smile never changed. His goofy grin matched his bright green eyes. "Ready?" he asked. He didn't really need and answer, her smile and energy gave it away.

"Yep! I'm not missing this" she said, trying not to jump around like a 5 year old. Percy grabbed her suitcase and they walked out to the car. Annabeth sat in the front seat, waiting for her husband and daughter. They crawled into the green car and Annabeth looked back at her daughter.

"You remember everything?" she asked. Grace rolled her ocean blue eyes. This was getting boring; she just wanted to get to camp!

"Yes, for the twentieth time, I have everything. Greek literature and mythology books are in my suitcase, Stabby's in my jacket, and Slashwave is in my pocket." Grace stated. Annabeth nodded and started to drive away from their home.

"How do manage to ignore it when Riptides in your pocket dad? Slashwave just keeps poking me in the side. I'd move it somewhere else, but it would just reappear in my pocket!" Grace groaned. Percy chuckled at his daughters complaining. They slowly drove towards Long Island Sound, chatting about camp protocols & rules, all the stuff she would do, etc.

The trip to camp was fairly short. As soon as they pulled up, Grace jumped out of the car. Percy and Annabeth grabbed her suitcase and followed her to the entrance. Grace stood still, staring at the entrance of Camp Half-Blood. She was finally here, her home for the summers until she was 18. Annabeth put her hand on her daughters shoulder. "Ready Sweetie?" she asked. Grace nodded and the three of them walked into Camp Half-Blood.

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