Hello everyone! This is my very first story, so sorry if it isn't very good. But, you know, practice makes perfect! Enjoy! (at least try to) Oh also the beginning is boring, so hang in there till the second chapter ;) This gets interesting at chapter 6! So please hang in there!

Trinity Herria's shoulders slump, her feet shuffling slowly forward. She had to be done for the day, she was too tired. That was that. She uses her tattered shoes to push a few soda cans and a grocery bag out of the way on the ground, and then sits down on the hard concrete, her back against a towering brick wall. She absolutely hated living on the streets. It was horrible. She had to savor every last bite, every last scrap of food. And when that was gone, she had to start over again. She considered going back to the orphanage which she ran away from, and quickly discarded the idea. At the orphanage she used to live, Trinity was bullied violently. She clenches her fist just thinking about it, imagining punching Bradly across the face. That would feel good.

Tonight she was camping out at a train station. She didn't care about the risks here, as there were many more where she had come from. If guards decided to drag her away, then oh well. Just find another place. By now she was used to plastic bag or cardboard pillows and no blanket. She didn't have anything but herself and the clothes on her very back.

A train pulls up slowly, blinding white lights flashing Trinity's eyes. She shields her face with her hand, bringing it up quickly. The wheels on the train whistle as it pulls to a stop and stairs are pulled down to help passengers walk off. Trinity watches an old man walk off, a muscular bald man stare at her as he walks off, and then a teenage boy. Her breath catches. The boy has black hair and green eyes. He was about 5'9 and semi-thin, with lean muscles. Trinity's own gray-blue eyes follow him as he looks around warily. Then his gaze settles on her, and her lips part very slightly. Looking both ways, the teenager cautiously walks towards her, his gaze still set on her. An alarm goes off in Trinity's head, and before she knows it, she is on her feet and running towards the train station entrance, part of her wanting to stop and another wanting to get away. She nears the exit, dashes through the door, and runs down a sidewalk. Trinity glances behind her shoulder for a moment as she catches her breath, and yelps. The boy is two feet away, stock still.

"Stop following me!" she gasps, her voice high-pitched in panic. She starts stepping backwards.

"Wait," he says quietly. Trinity purses her lips and does not wait, instead walking a bit faster. She turns around and starts walking rapidly away. And then the boy dashes in front of her.

"I told you to wait!" he seems a bit annoyed.

Trinity starts shaking out of fear, though she doesn't want him to see it. She balls her fists in sticks up her chin.

"What do you want!" she says forcefully. The boy rolls his eyes and picks at his nails. He mutters something about stupid teenage girls, which riles up Trinity even more. She takes a step forward and thrusts her arms out, meaning to shove him, but he dodges too quickly, grabs her arms, and twists them behind her back. She gasps and kicks behind her. The boy grunts and Trinity takes her chance to yank her arms out of his grip. Run, run, run, RUN!

"Wait! Trinity! Stop!" She stops dead in her tracks. How did he know her name...? Her eyes grow big and she stumbles backwards. The boy continues, though.

"I'm here to collect you for camp half-blood. You're a demigod, the daughter (or I at least hope daughter) of a Greek god."

Trinity narrows her eyes. "Idiot. Chasing me down to talk about God. No, I'm not joining your stupid club even if you provide food."

The boy smirks. "Gods. Not God. See those reflexes you had? It's in your blood from a god. One of them is one of your parents. Do you know who they were?"

His voice grows softer and she considers the question for a moment. "My fathers name was Airs. My mother's was Lydia. That's what my mom told me before she..." her voice catches. "Gave me away." She said Airs like the air she was breathing but with an s.

The boy grins. "Just what I expected. Aries." he pauses. "My mom gave me away too..." he shakes his head. "Come on, I'll take you to camp. It's great there, I promise." He said Aries as if he was adding the ee sound the the end of air along with an s. (AIR-eez)

Trinity laughs out loud at this. "As if I'm going with you! No way in a million years." And then she ran.

She couldn't remember how long she ran. Two minutes? Two hours? Ugh. She had no clue. What was on her mind was that she was getting the heck away from that boy. What the heck was a demigod and how did she have anything to do with them? He'd said something about a Greek god as her parent... Was that a demigod? Tough luck for the boy. To the devil with Greek gods. Trinity was a realist.

But was if he was right?

Suddenly, her stomach rumbled really loud. She was hungry. And she realized that oddly, the ally all around her was silent. Drop dead silent. A street light flickered on and off. The cement sidewalk flashed yellow and then black. But then there was no yellow. Just black. The streetlight went out, and the ally was silent.

Silent, silent, silent, silent... scuffle

Trinity ducked in alarm as a blade tried to decapitate her.

Boring beginning, I know, but comment! Did you like it?