HI GUYS! :)
Just to get it out of the way- I do NOT own PJO. That belongs to Rick Riordan. All the OC's are created by me. None of this story's non-OC's belong to me. So... On with the story!

I also typed this up in like... the summer before eighth grade.

Cringey?

Yes.

Read at your own risk.


I sat in the back of the car, reading a book. I was going to Camp Half-Blood: the best place for demigods like me. I couldn't wait. I have no clue why they didn't take me before. Probably they were addicted to me. Well, dad at least.

My mom and dad were in the front driving. My famous mom and dad. Or so everyone thought.

My dad was Percy Jackson. Apparently when he was at camp a lot of girls thought he was hot. Like, superstar-Logan-Lerman hot. If he was my age and not my dad I could see it- his sea green eyes, shaggy black hair... But he was my dad so it sort of ruined the effect. He was Poseidon's kid, and I could see it through the eyes. They were sea green.

My mom was Annabeth Chase/Jackson. She usually went by "Chase" and was a blonde. She was Athena's kid, and was an exception to the "ditzy blonde" stereotype. (So not true!) She and Percy had been dating since the defeat of Kronos. Who, in my opinion, was an idiot.

I was sort of a cross between Poseidon and Athena, which is unusual due to their... disagreements. I was definitely not the smartest kid in school, but I got all A's and B's by myself and all A's with my mom's help. I also was a very good swimmer and could hold my breath for three and a half minutes. I could also sort of control water- it was harder for me then for my dad. I had my mom's blonde hair and my dad's sea-green eyes.

When the gods discovered that my mom was pregnant, Athena and Poseidon weren't too happy. But they eventually sorted it out after learning that their kid was happy with the other's kid. They even came to the hospital acting civilized and not bickering with each other. Maybe they had a temporary truce. Maybe Zeus made them. Maybe they did it on their own free will.

I was named after a girl (named Emily) who helped defend Camp Half-Blood when monsters attacked. I don't think the monsters liked my mom and dad and probably were after me. She got hurt really bad but in the end she lived and was normal- for a half-blood- again. Then she had vanished. The battle was called the Battle of Emily- named for her.

My mom and dad talked about her a lot- how she had gotten close to my dad and how she became their adoptive daughter. There was a picture of her holding baby me in the house. When she vanished, my dad had cried for a few days. He had loved her.

I hoped I could be that brave someday. I could save some people's lives. I would be a hero.

Some of the gods even gave a gift to me or my parents. Aphrodite had made me a cute baby dress and when I was older gave me my first box of makeup. Apollo gave me a music box. Artemis gave me a plastic bow and arrows when I was five. Demeter gave me a super-cute flower headband. Poseidon gave me a toy trident and eventually a water gun. Lastly, when I was seven, Athena gave me a magical math book that explained anything I asked it to and gave me sample problems. I ended up being the best student in math. It was actually fun understanding math!

My parents had told me I was a demigod right off the bat, but they didn't discuss their godly parents. They read me Greek myths and legends and kept telling me they were true.

Somehow they had masked my scent from monsters. I still had yet to figure how they did it... Maybe it was god magic? Luck? Nah. I was like the most powerful demigod yet to be born.

I thought I must be sort of powerful after a few Cyclopes played a game of Kill the Demigod with me. It was actually just killer soccer, but I ended up winning by my parents appearing and we led the monsters away from my friends, then killed them.

I didn't see them again and the mortal kids were all screaming for their mommies. One boy even wet his pants. My friends and I had nicknamed him "Wet Will." My best friend, Janine, had come up with the name.

I actually wondered how much my mom liked me. Sure she'd save me, but she was always running around the world with her job and the Olympus thing for ten years of my life. My dad usually stayed at home with me, and luckily my mom's job paid REALLY well.

Luckily, my dad always watched out for me. When my mom came home she pretty much just stayed the night, told me she loved me, and left while I was at school. I had a pretty good life without my dad- I wasn't popular or unpopular and my grades were okay. A's and B's, all A's if my mom had decided to Iris-message me when she wasn't working.

Every Monday night was relaxation night. Tuesday was eat out night. Wednesday was movie night. Thursday was training night and Friday was another training night. Saturday and Sunday we would do something else.

I noticed a hill and that the car had stopped, and said, "Camp Half-Blood? We're here?"

My mom nodded. "Just over that hill. Go to the Big House and say hi to Chiron. He'll place you in either the Athena or Poseidon cabin. He's a centaur."

"Say hi to Grover for me!" my dad exclaimed.

I was at Half-Blood Hill. I was standing where other demigods had stood before. It was an incredible feeling! I also knew that if this were a musical, my character would burst out into song.

I walked up the hill to Thalia's former tree spot and turned around. "I'll be fine. I will. Any last things?" I was hoping my dad would give me Riptide, his super-famous ballpoint pen/sword. Imagine if I brought that to camp!

"Here." Percy tossed me a ballpoint pen. "The famous Riptide. Use it wisely."

"Oh... My... Gods..." I whispered, staring at the pen. My wish came true. It was my favorite story when I was little. I had even gotten to look at it and hold it... when my dad wasn't around. It was a little naughty of me, but I didn't care. Luckily, he never found out.

"Good luck!" my mom called, waving. "We'll see you at the end of summer!"

"Thanks!" I called, stuffing Riptide in my jacket. "Bye!"

I ran over the magical boundary and stood at the top of Half-Blood Hill. Camp looked so majestic. I could see a lot, and looked at the various places- the creek, archery shooting, the Big House, the cabins...

I ran down to the Big House and saw a centaur- probably Chiron. Good... so far. I wondered what Mr. D would be doing right now. Satyr stuff?

"New camper?" he asked, and I nodded. "You're Percy Jackson's kid, aren't you?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Emily."

"Hey, Hannah!" Chiron called, and a pretty girl with black hair walked over. She had a lime green t-shirt on and jean shorts. "This is Hannah, Emily. Hannah, this is Emily Jackson."

"Hi!" Hannah smiled. "I'm in the Athena cabin. How about you? Do you know yet?"

"Um..." I stuttered. "I'm sort of half Athena, half Poseidon."

"She'll be in the Athena cabin with you." Chiron answered.

"Well then! Welcome to camp, Emily!" Hannah exclaimed, grabbing my hand. She seemed friendly enough. But so did Luke, my dad's... former arch rival.

"Let me show you around camp! Then we'll go to the Athena cabin." Somehow I knew she wasn't telling the truth. It could be a good thing or a bad thing.

And with that, we ran off to the Athena cabin!