Chapter 1- The Life of Devon Paul

A/N:What up, people? Welcome to my first fanfic, suggestions and critical reviews are appreciated, and positive comments are loved. This is one with the usual starting, but we have a new character! A good friend of our good ol' Seaweed Brain, and an old timer for Camp!

A few tweaks have been made, Thalia did not join the Hunters, and also, I'm a Percabeth fan, so if you don't like, then don't read.

So, anyway, welcome to the lives of the assassins of Chaos – Percy and Devon (he's the addition). Thank you all for reading and enjoy! ;-)

Devon Paul POV (A/N:his introduction will be done as we move on)

All this demigod-ly business started for me when I was one. I had arrived at Camp Half-Blood in a wooden cradle, right in the middle of a game of Friday night Capture the Flag, scared Chiron, the activities director, out of his hooves. As I grew up, I slowly learnt the truth about this world, and about those who ran it (A/N:I'm not gonna get into long introductions about what goes on, since you all should already know that, k?). I spent my whole childhood training, archery with Chiron and the Apollo cabin, running/sprinting with the dryads, swimming and boating in the lake with the naiads, fighting with the Ares cabin, education from the Athena cabin, outdoors-y stuff like survival fitness from the Dionysus cabin, and arts-and-crafts with the Hephaestus cabin.

But I wasn't a regular camper. The satyrs all said that I didn't have the scent of a half-blood, but not one that was of regular mortal, either. The weird thing was, I ALWAYS attracted too many monsters whenever I left camp. Nevertheless, I trained and trained and trained, I trained so much that I eventually out-trained my teachers. By the time I was 13, I could wield any weapon better than anyone at camp, I could outsmart the Athena cabin's capture the flag battle strategies, forge weapons and armour quicker and better than the Hephaestus cabin, outrun the fastest monsters, survive better in the wild than the Dionysus cabin, and swim faster than the naiads. I literally spent my whole life at camp, and witnessed all the major events go down, right from Thalia Grace's pine tree to Luke Castellan's failed quest at the Garden of the Hesperides. I was even there when Mr. D got appointed as camp director.

But my life-spent-at-camp streak finally broke when he arrived. One fine night, when I was 15, I was playing pinochle with Chiron and Mr. D, when there was a sudden uproar at camp. A boy, about 12, had just killed the Minotaur. Unfortunately, the poor kid had also lost his mother to the monster. His name was Percy Jackson. Grover Underwood, a good friend of mine, had been assigned his keeper, in order to make up for the failed mission with Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus. But I was afraid that this mission would not be counted as a success, as he was dragged unconscious over the property line by Percy Jackson. Annabeth was especially excited to see him, and I knew why. Chiron had told Annabeth that she was not destined to go for a quest until somebody special came to camp. Now she thinks every new recruit is her messiah for a quest.

Anyway, as the years flew by, Percy and I became good friends. We went on most quests together, and saved the world twice from both son and mother, Kronos and Gaea. By the time Percy and I turned 17 and 20, respectively, we were the greatest campers that had ever lived, and we had also made girlfriends. I had been dating Thalia (no longer pine-tree-ified) for about five years and Percy had been dating Annabeth for three. We all had our lives set, that is, of course, until he arrived. Marcus Smith, as he called himself, a younger offspring of Poseidon. Who knew, at that point of time, that he would wreak havoc in our lives as soon as he arrived?

A/N: So… how was it? I know, I know, it was a bit short. But the future ones will be longer, with more of excitement. Introductions are always a bit boring. Anyway, please review down below, I will update once or twice every week, or whenever I have the time. Tell me what you want to happen, and suggest any ideas you have for the next chapter, I will very much consider putting your ideas into my story. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you enjoyed! :)

Peace out

— TheChosenOne-02