This is my new story, sorry if it's bad.
Bryce hadn't been normal, he knew that ever since he had started his school, mostly because of him being bullied for being different. His eyes were teal and his hair was black and was around chin length. Bryce lived in a city, in New York City to be exact, with only him, his father, his step mother and is step sister. They all lived in a small condo with a small balcony that Bryce had a small garden. Though the only thing that really grew in his garden was wheat, which had always been his favorite plant to grow and always wondered how they were still growing in the city. Bryce had never known his who his really mother was and whenever he asked his father before , he just replied "a woman who's looks deceived her." or "someone with an old soul in a young body." . Now our story shall begin:
Bryce was at school, waiting for this day to end, he had enough of being bullied because of him being different than them. Then all of a sudden he got a phone call from his phone, it was from his home. He answered the phone call :"Dad?" nobody answered . "Dad? Dad? Is everything alright?" He asked in a worried tone ,this wasn't good,wasn't good at all. He then ran out of the school and ran to his house as fast as he could. When he had arrived he found everyone, dead or atleast seemed to be dead. When he walked up to his father's carcass he suddenly heard someone coughing, it was coming from his father's carcass. "G-Get out of here! G-Get out of here and t-take that thing in closet with you!"
Bryce eyes widen slightly, was his father trying to tell him something? It seemed like he was. "Okay ,dad." He replied as he then went into the closet and searched through it, his father had always told him to stay away from it and his father did keep the thing locked. Though for some reason it was now open and he continued to search through it. Then he found a pitchfork inside the closet, it seemed to sparkle, or at least to him it did. He then grabbed the pitchfork and ran out of the building . He ran as fast as he could, that is until he was out of energy and passed out in one of many sidewalks of the city, clenching onto his pitchfork. He was not aware that someone was following him though.
After a while ,Bryce had regained consciousness, only to find out that he was being carried by a strange woman, who was going somewhere with him. This woman had long, straight platinum blonde hair, with blue or violet eyes. She had a white boy on her head and was wearing a blue dress with some other features he was bound to notice. "Wh-who are you and where are you taking me?" He said to her. The woman soon after put him down for a moment. "You can call, Aunt ,but I rather you not, though I am Natalia, a and I am taking you to a safe place, a place that your mother, my stupid sister would like you to go, Demi-Nation."
"W-Wait? What?" Bryce was confused, this woman claimed that she was his aunt, yet, she also claimed that she was taking him to a "safe place" and had called him "Demi-country". "Ms.,I think you have confused me to someone else now could you-"
"No! I know you are my sister's son, I know, I know you are!" This woman, okay his "aunt" was starting to scare him.
"W-Whatever let's just get to this place, whatever it's calle-"
"It's called CampHalfBlood, America, he told me about this place." Bryce eyes widened again, had she called someone America.
"W-what? What's wrong with you? Crazy? Are you insane? Ugh whatever!" Then Bryce ran away from her.
"Demi-Nation, wait! Something was following us-" Suddenly Bryce stopped running. A large lion-like creature with a scorpion tail was growling at him,getting ready to attack, the creature was a manticore!