A/N: Hi, I'm Hallow Moon Stone (call me Hallow) this is sort of my first story, I have written some other fics, just never posted them. Yeah, back to the topic, please no flames bla bla bla you have heard the same thing in almost all fics and you are probably tired of it. I don't own PJO, HoO or HP. Rick and Joanne own them. On with the story (BTW I'm sorry if there are some typos, missing letters or words)

Chapter 1

Hey. My name is Kori Tou Sti Thalassa, call me Kori or Koral. I live in Miss Welty's orphanage in Queens, New York. My father is alive; he just didn't treat me well. Yeah, he sort of abused me, but it is okay. He has always said I was a mistake and that I was the fault that my mom left him when I was a newborn. The staff and the other orphans hate me because I'm a freak with weird eyes, ADHD and dyslexia. They hit me every time I asked about something, said something, and didn't look them in the eye when they talked to me, actually every time I did something. Every time they did that, I hid in my room and silently cried, they must not think I'm weak. I never knew my mom, but I have a necklace from her. It is of bronze and has a blue trident on it; on the other side is a bow. This is my story of how my life suddenly changed in a day.

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I was at a graveyard in nowhere. A black-haired boy was bound to a grave and an older looking boy lay on the ground, dead. A cauldron were boiling and a plump man was cutting his hand of. He screamed and fell to the ground. He then came up, shaking, and walked over to the boy. He said something, but I couldn't hear a thing. The man took some of the boys blood from his wrist, and walked over to the cauldron and dropped the blood into it. The stuff in the cauldron turned white and a steam came up from it. A thing came up from the cauldron. The thing was sickly white and had no nose. The scene shifted and now a circle of people surrounded the three, four if you count the dead body with. The scene shifted again and now the boy and the pale Thi... was that a MAN?! Never mind, the boy and pale man fought with sticks that shot light out of the end. The sticks connected in some weird way, and suddenly grey ghostly shadows came out of the pale mans stick. They circled the pair. Again shifted the scene, weird dream right? It was almost as if it was real. The boy now ran for his life and threw himself at the dead boy and reached for a goblet. And the black-haired boy... Disappeared.

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Kori jolted awake. She hurried to stop the alarm before the girls in the room besides her own very small room. There was almost no room for the bed. Kori's bed was small and you could feel the springs in the mattress. Kori thought about the dream. It was so realistic. She stood up and took some clothes from her nightstand. Kori hadn't time to think about the dream, she had to hurry down and get some food before everybody else got up. She didn't have a closet or a shelf so all of her stuff was in or on the nightstand. Fortunate for her she didn't have many things, only two t-shirts, a pair of socks, a pair of shorts, two sets of underwear and her alarm. She took her favorite sea blue t-shirt and her shorts on. Kori brushed her hair, not that it helped, her long curly black hair in different lengths was impossible to tame, made a messy bun and walked out of her door and down to the kitchens. Down in the kitchens she began to make breakfast, she had to do this every day since she got angry on one of the girls, Kelli, and her glass of water suddenly was a glass of nothing and Kelli was drenched.

When she was done she hurried up in her room and waited, and waited. Kori didn't even know what she was waiting for. Today was a special day, the 24 th June. Kori's 15th birthday was today, it was also the day where they were going to a museum, and empire state building. She packed a bag with a little water and bread she took from the kitchen.

"KORI! Get your ass down here and now!"

The orphanage director, or as Kori liked to call her, The Horrible Bitch, yelled up the stairs. Kori's eyes widened and she ran down the stairs. If the director yelled at you, you should probably do as she says. Kori learned that when she came to the orphanage when she was six. When she came down she saw that the girls already were leaving for the bus. Kori quickly walked over to them and walked out as the last.

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Kori sat in the bus beside her best friend, her only friend, June Tellier. June was a girl with auburn wavy hair, usually in a ponytail, and kind brown eyes. She was also crippled; maybe that was why Kori was friends with her. June was an outsider, just like her. Kori drummed "Happy Birthday Kori" in Morse code she learned when she was younger and her father had a good day and didn't drink much.

Kelli sat behind them and talked, loudly, about the boy in the front of the bus. He had black messy hair and looked like he was about 18 years old. When they came to the museum, the history class teacher, Mr. Larimore, gathered them in one big group and spoke to all of them,

"Okay kiddos, I don't want any trouble," When he said 'trouble' he glared at Kori, she had destroyed an old thing on the last school trip," Is that understood? Great, today we have Mr. Jackson to show us around in the museum," Mr. Larimore pointed at the black haired boy.

Now that everybody could see him, they saw that he was very fit and had sea green eyes. They looked a lot like Kori's, but not quite. Kori had sea blue-greenish eyes. Mr. Jackson stepped forward and said something along the lines," My name is Percy bla bla bla we shall look at some Greek things bla bla bla Miss Thalassa do you listen?" Oh shit, busted.

"Sorry Mr. Jackson, it won't happen again." She said and looked him in the eye and then looked down.

The museum was actually very interesting, but Kori just couldn't concentrate. She tried, she really did, but that wasn't enough. She began looking at other things and her gaze stopped at a statue of a woman with small crab-horns and a Greek inscription. She felt a strange connection with the statue; it was like it looked straight at her and watched her. Kori looked around and saw that no one looked at her so she walked over to the statue. It was a statue of a woman with a trident and a net. Kori kneeled down and looked at the inscription and... She understood it. There stood 'Amphitrite'. Kori remembered something about her history classes. Amphitrite was the goddess of the sea, one of the fifty Nereids and the sea god, Poseidon's, wife.

"How?" she whispered.

"What are you doing?"

Mr. Jackson stood right beside her and had caught her in not listening, again. He was alone and the others were nowhere to be seen.

"Sorry," She whispered while looking down. She realized she had made a mistake and whimpered," I'm so sorry Mr. Jackson. Please don't hurt me." (A/N Btw her mistake is that she didn't look at him or addressed him right. In the orphanage she would get hit six times for that. Just if you're wondering)

She looked up at him with pleading eyes and tears. Why did she even cry? She hadn't cried in the orphanage, at least not in the front of the orphanage director. He looked at her with disgust. She knew the hit would come soon, but it never did.

She was suddenly pulled into a hug and she cried her heart out. He whispered soothing things to her and she felt like she was the little girl she never was. When Kori was done crying she stayed in the embrace. She had never been hugged before, it felt nice and he smelled of the ocean. Kori had always loved the ocean.

"What did they do to you?" He asked.

"Do you want the whole story or just the story from the orphanage?" Kori answered with a bitter laugh. "There isn't much to tell. My mom disappeared when I was little. My father abused me and called me a mistake. I was taken away and placed in the orphanage. Every time I didn't look them in the eyes when I was spoken to, or did something I couldn't explain I was slapped and kicked. I was called a freak and I only have one friend. June, the crippled girl. She is really sweet, weird, but sweet. She always made me feel better." Kori broke down again.

Mr. Jackson was quiet and then he inhaled. "Miss Thalassa, what is your full name?" He asked silently.

" My name is Kori Tou Sti Thalassa. My father's surname was Smith so I don't know why my surname is Thalassa."

He muttered something under his breath. "I have an idea why. Your mother left you with your father with one last wish. So your name was easy, to people who speak Greek, to recognize."(Please say you guys understood that) Kori looked at him with a puzzled look on her face.

"Well your bus leaves soon, so we should probably hurry out to the bus." Kori looked at him when he stood up. He offered her a hand when they heard an evil giggle behind them. A girl that looked like Kelli, but with a bronze leg and a donkey leg and fire hair stood behind them. "Oh shit." Mr. Jackson said. "We meet again Percy Jackson. But I am out for the girl," Said Kelli. "Kelli, I'm going to kill you and you know that. Just go back to Tammi and Serephone." Mr. Jackson said, while taking a ballpoint pen out of his pocket. What could a pen possibly do?

"Erm, Mr. Jackson. You do know that that is a pen?" Kori pointed at the pen in his hand.

"Yes, I do know it is a pen."

"It's a pen!" said Kori, almost panicking. "The little girl thinks it is just a pen? So young, so naïve. I'm just going to kill you now because you are so pathetic." Said Kelli and lunged towards Kori. Mr. Jackson ran in front of Kori with a sword in his hand. What the fuck? When did a seventeen year old have a mega cool sword that could kill you in a second? Kori looked at the sword more closely and she saw an inscription on it.

"Anaklusmos," Kori read," Riptide. Cool name."

"Thanks, it was a gift from my father." Percy said while fighting with Kelli.

Kori was impressed. Not with his fighting skills, even though they were pretty good, but with the multi-tasking. Not many could fight and talk at the same time. He didn't have time for talking more, because Kelli lunged forward again, this time with more fury than ever. If he didn't get help now, Mr. Jackson was dead.

"I need to help him," Kori thought.

Suddenly she had a trident in her hand. It was light and fitted her hand perfectly. Kori shrugged and was suddenly a part of the fight. Kori's surroundings slowed down and she saw all details in the fight. Kelli was a good fighter, but she didn't watch her back so much, she had her back to Kori right now. Her chance was now. Kori swung the trident around and stabbed Kelli in her back, very elegantly actually. Kelli screamed and crumbled to golden dust.

Then, Kori fell to her knees and she realized how tired she was. Kori had a few cuts on her arms from Kelli's very sharp nails/claws.

"Eat this. It will help," Mr. Jackson said and gave her a little cube of something," Relax, I haven't poisoned it."

Kori ate it and felt instantly better. It tasted like the blueberry-muffins her father made to her when she was three or something. Her father began being abusive when she was four and she came to the orphanage when she was seven.

"Thanks Mr. Jackson. It helped a lot."

"Please don't call me Mr. Jackson. It makes me fell old. Call me Percy, everyone else does." Mr. Jacks… No. Percy said. Kori wondered who everyone else was, and if they would like her or hit her. Those wonderings made her thoughts wander off to places where she had friends. Blame the ADHD.

"Okay, Percy. I will," She was getting the hang of it. Kori tried to come up and Percy gave her a hand.

"Come with me. Your bus left for about twenty minutes ago, and we have to get you to camp. Now." He said while pulling her through the museum, but not before she could think who 'we' was.

June sat on the front steps and waited for them. "Ready Percy?" Percy nodded," Great, Grover are here in a minute." "Shouldn't he be with Juniper the rest of the day?"

Who was Grover and Juniper? Was it one of Percy's friends that might hate me, but maybe don't?

"Yeah, but he thought that saving my best friend who also is a powerful demi-god was more important." June said. Percy nodded and said very serious," You threatened with him with your pipes, didn't you?" Percy then grinned and June blushed and turned her head away," Maybe."

As June said that, a car came very fast and stopped first when it was at the front steps. June sprang up from her sitting position and ran down to the car with her crutches. Wait a minute, wasn't she crippled? Kori didn't have time to think about it, because Percy pulled her down to the car and soon they were on their way to somewhere.

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A/N Yay. First chapter done. Please review and say what you think. Was it bad? Was it really bad? Or was it amazing? Please guess who her godly parent is. Please check my profile, there are many things that you didn't need to know or just scroll through if you are a normal person. And you are welcome to check my favorites. There is plenty to choose from *cough cough* over 300 *cough cough*. I'm rambling, sorry.

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