Me and Torria are writing this!! Our first story together since the third grade!!! (If you can count that as a story...) I will write in Samantha's point of view and she will write in the other one.

Disclaimer- I do not (or will I ever) own Percy Jackson. That is all.


Samantha's POV

"But, Mom!!" I whined. It wasn't fair. I wasn't going to get to live a normal life because of who my parents were. So suckish.

"Oh, come on, honey," she said soothingly. "It can't be THAT bad."

"You're right," I said agreeingly. "It's worse."

She threw her hands in the air (I think because of me) and stormed out the room.

"Well, that went well," my sister, Hayden, said.

"Ya think?" I asked. "Was I really THAT bad?" I was scared for the answer.

"No," she said, and I sighed in relief. "You were worse." And with that, I threw my book at her and fled out the door and up to my room.

I even said a few cuss words, for the first time in my life.

Here are a few things you need to learn about Hayden and me.

She's quiet, I'm loud. She's dark, I'm light. She evil, I'm an angel (sent from Heaven above). She goth, I'm not. She has red hair, so do I. She has pale skin, I don't. Understand? Good.

I heard banging on my door and heard my "butler's" voice. "Is everything all right, Your Royal Heiny?" Ugh! He is SOOOO going to get it.

I heard mad cackling and footsteps going the other way. Then I heard Nico's voice. Nico happens to be my little brother. Horrid, I say! Horrid! I hope you never have to have a brother like him. Never.

"Dad says you need to come downstairs for dinner. From Camp Half-Blood." Then he left. The nerve of some people.

Okay, so I'm going a bit fast. My name is Samanthat Elizabeth Doue. I am 13 years old and love to make people happy. Sounds normal right? Well, it's not. See, my dad is Hades, ruler of the Underworld. And my mom is Persephone, goddess of the Underworld. Mom didn't want us (Hayden and me), she threatened to get rid of us when we were little. But Dad loved us (kind of weird, seeing he's mean and all), so we stayed.

Touching story, right? Maybe you should hear my sister's side of the story.


You will learn more LATER.