SPOILER ALLERT! If you haven't read TLH, then I am telling you not to read this! Basically a random story I came up with which includes my favourite characters and a few OC's. Or you can say it mainly involves Ashton, Leo Valdez, Connor Stoll, Jason Grace, and Jake Mason. There WILL be some sibling rivalry, but you'll just have to read further chapters.

"What are you?"

"The son of Hephaestus," Leo said. "And I warned you I'd destroy you with fire."

He pointed one finger in the air and summoned all his will. He'd never tried to do anything so focused and intense -–but he shot a bolt of white-hot flames at the chain suspending the engine block above the Cyclops's head—aiming for the link that looked weaker then the rest."

I sighed and closed the book. This must've been the hundredth time that I have re-read that specific part in my favourite book; The Lost Hero by Rick Riordan. I shook my head and put the book down beside my bed. I turned over and flicked off the lamp on my nightstand. I closed my eyes; said a quick prayer to Hypnos to help me get a better sleep then I have been getting recently. I keep waking up in the middle of the night hearing strange noises, and then my ADHD keeps me up. My eyes fluttered open once more, hoping to see the god standing in my room, but as usual, I was disappointed. I closed my eyes once more and tried to convince myself that the world of Greek Mythology was like its said; mythology.

I woke up again tonight, it's always around the same time; 3 AM. I sighed and grabbed the book from the floor. I think I must have read until at least 4:30 when my eyes started to droop again. I put the book down and fell asleep. I didn't even have the chance to turn off the lamp or put down the book before everything went black in sleep. I didn't protest against it either though.

When I opened my eyes again, it was daylight thank god. I checked the clock beside my bed (also known as my Ipod dock) it read 7:14 AM. Time to get up I suppose. I pulled off the sheets and went to the bathroom. I took a shower and got ready for the day. It was Saturday, so all I had today was music lessons. I put my long blonde hair into a French braid and applied a thin line of black eyeliner. I walked back into my room and looked in the mirror; a girl with long blonde hair that reached mid-back, with plain blue/grey eyes, who is tall and athletic, wearing a pair of dark skinny jeans, and a simple T-shirt, was looking back. This was me, but in someway I had changed since last night. I didn't know how, I just felt it. I went to turn to walk out of my room to prep my music, but something black on my arm caught my eye. I lifted my arm to my face to see the black mark better, and I couldn't believe my eyes. Etched in black on my arm were 12 straight lines; like a barcode. Above the lines was the image of a peacock and the letters SPQR.

"Shit no way!" I said getting a closer inspection of the tattoo. This HAD to be fake. But who would've drawn it? Maybe that's why I woke up. I thought to myself. I looked around the room and found the dark green and brown book sitting on the ground. I ran and grabbed it off the floor and quickly flipped to page 39.

"Hold out your arm."

Piper saw what she was looking at, and her eyes widened.

Jason had taken off his windbreaker after his dip in the lake, leaving his arms bare, and on the inside of his right forearm was a tattoo. How had Piper not noticed it before? She'd looked at Jason's arms a million times. The tattoo couldn't have just appeared, but it was darkly etched, impossible to miss: a dozen straight lines like a bar code, and over that an eagle with the letters SPQR.

"This is NOT happening." I said rushing to the bathroom. Once I got there I turned the tap on and started to scrub my arm. No matter how much soap, or how much painful scrubbing, the black markings wouldn't come off. So I tried some more. I was so concentrated on scrubbing that I didn't see the tall figure standing in the door frame. I slowly looked at the person and dropped the soap filled cloth. I bowed to Queen Juno who was standing in my doorway.

"Queen Juno." I said, keeping my head down.

"Rise." She ordered. I did as commanded. She looked me straight in the eyes. "You are not my daughter, I would never break my vow to Jupiter, but I am making a sacrifice to delay chaos. You must travel quickly to Camp Half Blood though you do not belong there. I have sent for a demigod to transport you there. You will do everything I ask, and listen to nobody else. Is that understood?"

I felt like a toddler who did something bad. "Yes Queen Juno." I replied in a monotone.

"Good. Your transport has arrived. I will see you soon on Olympus Ashton, farewell." And poof! She was gone. Well, looks like ill have to cancel my music lessons.

"Dad!" I yelled. He came bombing from his room and looked at me funny.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Queen Juno … just … here." I said, still wide eyed. The doorbell rang.

"I guess its time you finally leave." He said sadly.

"You knew about this?" I accused him.

"Well, of course I did."

"So why didn't you tell me? Wait, I thought that demigods were supposed to be claimed by the time they are 13." I pointed out.

"You are not a regular demigod Ash. Ill get the door, you go pack your belongings." And with that he was gone down the stairs. I ran in my room and grabbed my volcom duffle bag from under my bed. I grabbed all of my clothes from my drawers; it all consisted of jeans, jean short shorts, t-shirts and tank tops. I grabbed my bathroom stuff and everything else I would need. A one second decision made up my mind as I grabbed my small Mr. Ham stuffed animal that ive had ever since I was seven, and Toy Story first came out. I shoved it in the top of my bag and almost ran down the stairs. I was greeted by running into a boy my age with curly brown hair, and elfish features. I groaned. I knew exactly who this was.

"Connor or Travis?" I asked, rummaging around in the pantry for some protein bars.

"Connor Stoll at your service. I see you've read the books."

"Great." I mumbled.

"What?" he asked.

"I said, grapes, im hungry." I quickly covered for myself. "And yes, ive read the books."

"Ok good, so you know how this works."

"Duh." I said shoving some bars into my bag. "So how are we getting to camp?" I asked.

"Pegasus. Hope you don't mind."

"Whatever." I grumbled.

"We have to ride for about a day, we should get going."

"Okay." I said. We stared at each other for a moment before it became awkward.

"Ill leave you and your dad then." He said walking out the front door, but not before grabbing my bag. As soon as the door was closed I hugged my dad so hard I think I knocked the wind out of him.

"Ill miss you." I said into his shoulder.

"Im going to miss you too. Be careful, and when you get outside, ask Connor for my wallet." He said laughing a bit.

"I will." I smiled and walked out the door. But I didn't close it behind me.

"Connor!" I called, his head whipped around. "My dad needs his wallet back!" he flushed crimson and grabbed my dad's black leather wallet from his pocket. He tossed it to me and I checked to make sure it had his money in it. Then I turned around and threw it back to my dad. He gave me a small smile before I closed the door. I walked up to the Pegasus and looked at Connor incredulously.

"One Pegasus?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah …?" he said with a confused look on his face.

"Give back the pig, Connor." I said sticking out my hand. He gave me and evil grin and reached into his pocket once again this time pulling out my miniature Mr. Ham stuffed animal.

"Go through my bag again and ill throw you off the Pegasus. Got it?" I asked, getting on the horse bird thing. He just grinned and got on behind me.

"Off we go." I whispered as the Pegasus took off.

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