This is my first story so be nice!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Percy Jackson and the Olympians. If I did, it would be VERY crappy. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Being a half-blood is dangerous. I seriously do not recommend you to join the group. If you are reading this book as you feel a sense of de-ja-vu, I definitely would ask you to stop. Put this book down and leave the bookstore you are in immediately.

If you think that this book is a good piece of fiction, read on. I don't care. You don't believe in gods and monsters then carry on. If you sense something, STOP. Don't say I didn't warn you.

I'm Nico di Angelo. I'm twelve. I used to be at a boarding school student in Westover Hall Academy, a private military school for 'troubled' kids in Maine. I've got no parents and I have no memories about them at all. I have a sister, Bianca di Angelo. She's in the same school as me. We got taken by a lawyer to this school for training. Don't ask why.

Today was the annual school dance where everyone had to be packed inside the gymnasium and got to wear normal clothes instead of the uniform we always had to wear. As usual, my sister and I were standing in a corner of the gymnasium and talking. I was talking about my favorite game, Mythomagic. My sister was trying to get me from continuing the game and insulting the game with her usual retorts of saying that it was childish etc.

I was shuffling a deck of cards absentmindedly while Bianca was insulting the game. "Nico, you shouldn't play Mythomagic anymore. It's just stupid, so childish. Focus on your studies, Nico. Nico? Are you listening to me?" she said gesturing as she spoke and sighing at the end while rolling her eyes up towards the sky.

"Huh? What did 'ya say?" I asked. "Never mind. All you care is about your stupid game Nico. Just Mythomagic. When are you going to give it up? Urghhhh," complained Bianca.

"Wanna play?"

"No!''

"Just one game, pleaseeeeee?"

"No Nico. Stop being such a nuisance!"

Just then, Bianca and I jumped, upon hearing a scraping sound behind us. "Come here, heroes," a mysterious voice whispered out loud. My vision turned blurry as I was dragged roughly by my shirt.

"Nico? Are you alright? Nico?" whispered my sister's voice, concerned. "Unhhh, uhhhhrgggghh…" I answered sleepily as I my vision slowly came back to view. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed my sister. "Shut up. SHUT UPPP!" a loud voice boomed. I opened my eyes to see my sister being strangled by a huge creature I recognized as a Manticore. "Release her!" I yelled as my sister made choking noises. We were at a forest I recognized as the one on the left of the tower.

"WHOOOSSHHHH"

A silver blur streaked across me and landed on the Manticore' s arm which was holding Bianca. He released Bianca who dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. "BIANCA!" I screamed, running towards her. But then I was blocked by some kind of force. More arrows whizzed pass me and onto the Manticore.

The Manticore than picked up Bianca and ran across the clearing and disappeared into the woods. "NOOOO! BIANCA!" I screamed as I tried to forge my way pass the wall. "It's too late," a silvery voice said from behind me. "No, no, Bianca," I whispered as I blacked out again.

I woke up to see myself in a huge tent with nothing but silver walls and me lying on a bed roll. I got up and looked around. Where was Bianca? Then it all came back to me. I gritted my teeth and sat down and buried my head in my hands as I cried. "She's not gone forever, you know." The same silvery voice I heard spoke up. I looked up to see a young girl with auburn hair tied into a ponytail. She had yellowish-silvery eyes which were the color of the sky. She was about twelve or thirteen years old, around my age.

"How can it be?" I asked, looking into the depths of her eyes. "She has been capture, kidnapped, taken as prisoner." The mysterious girl replied. "How can I get her back?" I queried. "You need training to do that half-blood. Without it, you may fail," the girl laughed a silvery laugh before replying, "Come. Follow me."

She walked out of the tent and stepped into the moonlit night. She seemed to have a silvery glow surrounding her wherever she moved. "Who are you?'' I asked, rudely. "I am Artemis. Goddess of the hunt and the moon." She replied as the silvery glow grew stronger. I felt like saying "Yeah and I'm the emperor of the universe." But I felt too depressed to speak.

I entered the last tent after Artemis went inside. The tent was warm and comfortable with silk rugs and pillows covering the floor. In the centre of the tent, there was a fire which burnt without any form of fuel or smoke. Behind where the goddess was standing, on a polished oak display stand, there was a huge silver bow which I supposed was hers. It was carved to reassemble the horns of a gazelle. The walls were full with animal pelts.

"Sit." Artemis commanded. As she sat, an animal which looked a lot like a deer with silver skin and horns came up and lay on Artemis's lap contentedly. "I suppose you are surprised by my age aren't you? Although I could appear as a grown woman, or a blazing fire, or whatever I wanted to be, this form is what I prefer to be in. It is the average age of my Hunters," Artemis said. "Uhh, who are the Hunters?" I asked that stupid question. "They are the Hunters of Artemis. They are young maidens for whom I am patron, before all of them go astray. Be smitten with boys. Become silly, preoccupied and insecure." Artemis replied.

"May I ask you where do you come from, how did you arrive here, how did you meet the Manticore?" asked Artemis. "I don't remember where I came from, who my parents are. All I know is that a lawyer brought us to this school. The Manticore, I don't know where he came from or how he came to be. He just dragged Bianca and I to this place. I don't know why, he seemed like he wanted us dead. Anyway, what is a half-blood? Everyone calls me that, even you." I said, unable to stop myself.

"A half-blood is a demigod, to be exact, is a child which is half human and half god. When gods fall in love with mortals, they create children who are demigods. You are one of those children. You may not know, but most great people are usually demigods. Either one of your parents is a god while the other one is mortal." Artemis explained. Okay, so I have a godly father or mother. If Artemis is a god, does she have any children? "If you are a god, do you have any children?'' I asked being such an idiot.

"I have sworn that I would always be a maiden. I will never marry." Artemis said with a tint of anger in her voice. "Sorry, lady Artemis," I said, thinking that it was the right thing to say. Why did I have to make a fool out of myself? I played Mythomagic. I know that Artemis had sworn never to marry. As I was thinking about Mythomagic, I decided not to play the game ever again, in the memory of Bianca.

"You shall go to Camp Half-Blood and train there until you are ready. When you receive a signal from me, look for Chiron and say that lady Artemis has requested that you seek an audience with the Oracle of Delphi, my brother's pet ." Artemis said, emphasizing on the last word. Suddenly I felt a tug in my stomach and the world turned upside down.