A/N: Here it is. This is My first Fanfiction story so please read it all and reveiw!

Chapter 1

Rescuing a Son of Eros

My name is Odysseus. Chiron told me that my mom named me after the origional because he was her favorite hero. The only reason she named me was bacause my dad never gave me a name. I don't really know my last name. I've been a year rounder at Camp Half-Blood since I could remember. All I've ever known is camp. Training and studying has been my life. I am thirteen. Like every other child of Athena, I have storm-gray eyes and blonde hair. I'm about average height and since I've been training all my life I have a muscular build. Little did I know that one small thing, in the middle of summer, would lead to someting that would change my life, and this is where it all began;

It was pretty much a normal day in Camp Half-Blood. I sat at the beach thinking about the awesome game of Capture the Flag we all played a week and a half ago. I used my magic item, Aspis, given to me by my mother when I was named. Aspis is a block and when I hold it, no magic items or monsters can touch or hurt me. It looks like one of those little red rectangular blocks most little kids build stuff with. Aspis is Ancient Greek for 'shield'. Naturally, with me being guarder of the flag, we won. Then my thoughts drifted, I wondered what was so urgent that Mr. D had to leave early. I decided to think about it later. I would get in trouble if one of my brothers or sisters found out I was skipping parts of schedule. I started walking to the stables, when Horleus, one of my friends who happened to be a satyr, came running. Horleus is my battling partner He helps me by making me think up quick strategies and I help him in combat.

"Odysseus!" he shouted as he ran toward me, "I've been looking for you every where! Hurry! Follow Me!"

"What's wrong…?" I started to say but was too late, he'd already started running to the camp boundaries. I bolted after him, I held Aspis close. When we reached the top of Half-Blood hill, he finally slowed down.

"Wait," I said catching my breath, "What's going on?"

"Chiron sent me to get a half-blood!" he mumbled.

"So, why do you need me?"

"The kid is being followed by a hungry Cyclops."

"Oh," I said and he grabbed my wrist and started pulling me toward the bus. Outside the bus was Argus, the security guard. He had eyes all over his body so he saw everything. He never talks though. Some people say he doesn't talk because he has an eye on his tongue. They were probably wrong. On the side of the bus was a picture of strawberries for a business that the camp used to pay for things. It wasn't like it wasn't a real business, we did have a strawberry field, and we did sell them. We got on the bus and drove all the way to Boston.

Then we got off the bus and we were in the middle of the city, it was heating hot outside. Horleus, who was now wearing pants, fake feet, and shoes, pulled me into a pretty wide alley. Once I got a clear view of what was in the alley, I wanted to leave. There was a 7 foot Cyclops waddling toward a boy who was probably 13. The Cyclops had no shirt on and wore ripped up kaki shorts.

The boy suddenly spun around facing the beast. He had pink eyes. I would have stared at his pink eyes except the fact that he was holding a bow and arrow. I noticed that the tip of the arrow was a pointed heart. Then, crazily, he shot the arrow straight up out of the ally. 'Stupid!' I thought. Then the ground shook. From atop the roofs I saw a female Cyclops. I was really getting confused, which was a first. Then the female Cyclops lunged herself at the male Cyclops. I turned to face the boy, but he had disappeared. Not wanting to see what the Cyclopes next move would be, we left looking for the boy.

"Horleus, do you smell him?" I asked.

"No my nose is still a little stuffy from trying to keep the Cyclops smell out. They eat Satyrs you know!" He kept rambling on about his fear of Cyclopes while I was looking for any kind of clue where the boy had gone off too. Just then out of the corner of my eye I saw him run into a small hut in another alley. The hut had walls made of garbage and a cardboard roof and door.

"Over there!" I whispered to Horleus, pointing at the hut. We ran to the hut and burst through the cardboard door. I was about to shout that they had to come with us when another boy lunged at us with a dagger in his hand. We threw ourselves in opposite directions in attempt to dodge the dagger. However the boy had great reflexes and was definitely not the boy we saw in the ally. As he slashed Horleus's arm, I caught a glimpse of the boy standing in the back of the room. He was the same boy we saw in the ally! The other boy had red beaming eyes and was at least fourteen. Then I yelled, "Enough!" Everyone froze with a quizzical look at me.

As soon as I yelled, the pink eyed boy sighed in relief and said, "Thank gods. Fighting is stupid."

"Speak for your self," The red eyed boy said.

"W-We J-j-just want to help," Horleus said terrified of the red eyed boy.

"How do I know whether or not I can trust you." said the red eyed boy glaring at Horleus.

"You don't," I said, shrugging my shoulders, "You just have to trust us. Listen we can take you to a place where monsters won't find you."

"I don't know," said the boy with red eyes.

"I trust them," said the boy with pink eyes, "I'm Christian and this is Manilore."

"Well I guess if you're going, I'm going." Manilore said.

"Well, that was easier than I thought it would be. I'm-" Horleus started to say but then he simply stopped talking and he sniffed one or two times. I didn't know how, but I knew that he smelled a monster!

"The Cyclopes?" I asked. He just shook his head. He was staring at Manilore.

"That… that's not a half-blood…" Horleus said trembling. I didn't understand. What could he mean? Manilore simply gave an evil looking sneer.

"The satyr is right," Manilore said, "I'm not a half-blood." I looked at him quizzically. "Humans have bad hearing don't they," He continued. Just then I knew what was happening! Manilore-Manticore! His body changed into the body of a lion and grew the tail of a scorpion. I lunged at Christian and my invisible force shield came out of Aspis. I threw myself and Christian onto the floor and under a small table made of trash cans and trash lids, out of the manticore's reach while Horleus jumped out the door. 'Coward' I thought. The manticore threw its deadly spikes out of its tail but fell to the ground at Aspis's shield line. Then, out of nowhere, Christian knelt up and shot an arrow at the manticore. For a spit second I saw a small tear in one of his pink eyes, probably because his only friend was trying to kill him. The arrow landed in the manticore's tail. The Manticore roared in agony.

I took advantage of its pain and took out a small knife of celestial bronze and slashed the manticore's neck. However he didn't turn into dust. In fact, he only got a cut! I tried another slash at the same spot but he'd already caught on and used his gigantic paws to throw me into the wall of the hut. I reached for my knife but it wasn't there! As Christian started shooting the manticore with his bow and heart shaped arrows, I was frantically looking for my knife. Then I saw it. It was shattered into at least ten pieces! I looked up at the Manticore and realized he'd smashed it with his tail.

Then I saw the manticore leap on top of Christian! I transferred my focus to Christian and closed my eyes. I moved my shield to cover Christian. (I could do this with Aspis.) I opened my eyes and saw the Manticore hovering over Christian, who was too stunned to move. The Manticore soon found out that he was hovering because my shield kept him off of Christian.

"Shoot it now!" I shouted and Christian shot his arrow into the manticore's belly. I then realized the arrows were made of celestial bronze. The manticore bellowed in anger and turned into fire! Then he disappeared. Horleus shuffled himself into the hut. Christian fell to his knees, silently crying. Though, I couldn't see the tears for sure through his shaggy brown hair. I could only see the tears hit the floor. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"He told me he was helping me get to the camp," he said.

"You knew about the camp?" I asked, "Camp half-blood?" He nodded.

"Yes," He continued, "As soon as he found me in Chicago, we'd been running." I wondered why the manticore wanted to get to camp half-blood. "Soon my dad, Eros, gave me the bow in defense against monsters. I didn't realize he meant that monster!"

"Hold up," Horleus said, "Your dad's Eros! The son of Aphrodite and Ares! God of love! How would you know who your dad is?"

"He told me," replied Christian, "May I continue my story now?" Horleus and I nodded. "I guess I should tell you from the beginning. I was eleven. I ran away from home because my mom was a heavy drinker. And I bumped into Manilore. He told me that he could help me get to safety, so I decided to follow him. We'd stop from town to town and sometimes, if we couldn't find a place to stay, we'd make little huts like this. One day, early in the morning, while Manilore was sleeping I woke up because I thought I heard something outside. I walked out of the hut we were in, and saw Eros. And he said to me: 'Hello Christian. Iam Eros, and your father, and I have come to warn you. You will face a terrible creature that will try to use you. Take this bow and arrow. If you're to shoot a creature, it will either fall in love with its opposite sex or kill.' And he gave me a kiss on my forehead and disappeared. Then we came to Boston and all of this happened." He finished, his voice was as meek as a mouse.

We all just stood there in silence for a moment.

"Well,"I said, "Let's get going."

"Um," Christian said, "Where is the camp?"

"Long Island, New York," I replied.

"It might take a few days to get there on foot," Horleus said. Christian sighed. I had a sudden idea.

"Wait," I said, "I have a better idea." I lead them out of the hut and into a small ally where there were some pipes. I made a small hole in the pipes with one of the shards from my knife and a small drizzle of water sprayed out, making a rainbow. I pulled a golden drachma out of my pocket and said, "Oh Iris, Goddess of the rainbow, except my offering," and threw the coin into the mist.

It disappeared and through the drizzle I could see one of my friends Violet. She was the daughter of Iris. She was a little short and had blonde hair with rainbow eyes. Literally, they were like a rainbow put into someone's eyes. She had a few sisters and brothers with color names, like Scarlet and Azure. I waved and she saw me.

"Where have you been?" She said.

"Long story," I said, "Could you give us a ride there?"

She looked at me like I was joking. She and I both knew that would make her tired. Really tired considering the distance. When she saw I wasn't joking she grunted and reached through the rainbow. I could now actually grab her hand. Only a few children of Iris could do stuff like this.

"Grab onto each other," I ordered. Horleus grabbed Christian's and my wrist while squeezing his eyes shut. He hated this type of transportation. Then Violet pulled us threw the rainbow. There was a flash of random colors and then we were suddenly trampling onto the soft grass of Camp Half Blood.

"You owe me one big time," Violet said as she weakly helped us up.

"I know," I admitted. We started walking toward the Big House.

"So who's the new kid?"

"Umm," I said, not knowing where to start, "Christian, he uh…well, he already knows who his father is and he's got a magical item and everything."

"So who's his parent?" She asked.

"Eros," I answered.

"He has a lot of kids," She said.

"I know. Hey Christian," I said. Christian turned. He was obviously paying more attention to the rest of the camp.

"Yeah," He said.

"You're kind of going to have a lot of half brothers and sisters."

We all talked to each other as we walked to the big house. Christian showed his bow and heart shaped arrows to Violet and explained what it did. Violet showed him her magical item which was a shield that could show you other places and makes a rainbow that acts like a door way to go from one place to another. I guess you could call it a teleporter.

Then we finally reached the big house and walked through the doors.