A/N: Yay! First real chapter! Sorry, my chapters are short because I like to break up the BIG HUGE PLOT SHATTERING DETAILS, and separate them into different chapters. I'll do my best with updating as long as I get reviews. DFTBA, Nerdfighters.

Saving the world actually kind of sucks. I mean, yeah, sometimes you get the chicks and a whole lot of recognition. But not if you fail. Or if, say, the whole world does not believe in magical creatures that aren't so nice, as they want your blood. Don't get me wrong. I'm not in this for the credit, or even the girls (I already have one that can kick my butt. No point in trying to impress her with my manly strength). But this was kind of thrown on us at birth. That's why I'm annoyed. It's put upon us to keep the world safe from the "Dangers From Hell." And as the dangers of the Greek "Myth" world are waking up and destroying again, a little more and more violently than usual, the older demigods (plus Nico. Please dot tell him I said that...) formed a pact/alliance/task force/Thingy to stop this crap from happening.

We're the DemiSquad. Really cheesy, I know. But I didn't come up with the name. In fact, I had no say at all when it came to the name. And to get all the Geeky effect out of 'DemiSquad' you have to do the cheesy 80's Jump/fist pump with an enthusiastic cheer. DemiSquad! Now all we need are capes!

Tonight is our first official meeting as a pact/alliance/task force/Thingy. And so far we have gotten a long way. We have a name! Woo hoo! Hopefully we'll get more done tonight.

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It was obvious when the meeting came that no one was going to take the name 'DemiSquad' seriously.

"What about our own kids TV show?" Chris was saying. "We could have our own SuperNerd names."

"Well, I'm not wearing tights," Says Clarisse, "I look fat in them. Also no boys in tights. That's just wrong."

"Dang." replied Nico.

Strangely, the only two people not talking were the Stoll brothers (and me, but that's not the point). Finally I shut everyone up by slamming the butt of RipTide (pen form) on the table. The cap then fell off, nearly making me Shish-Kabob myself through the eye. "Seriously," I yell over the dead quiet that now filled the room. "I know Chiron chose a stupid name, but this is serious. We still have a job to do."

"Well you know, no one will take us seriously with a name like 'DemiSquad' unless we have capes." Nico argued.

"This isn't a joke!" yelled Conner Stoll, throwing his knife on the table and storming out. It would have been a very good dramatic, angry exit, except that the knife just kind of fell off the table and he tripped over his chair on the way out. "Nice control, Leader." He yelled as he slammed the door. Even though he sort of failed the drama part, I give it to him because it got everyone serious and focused and quiet.

"Ok, we need talk serious at least for today. We need to set some foundations for this new project. Things we will talk about today are
•Transportation
• Bases (Not innapropriate ones, gosh Nico focus!)
• How we're going to find out about attacks
• Any additional 'big picture' things.
"So, let's start with how we're going to find out about attacks." I prompt. Nothing.

"Well," Katie Gardener finally says, "We could use radios, if that's not bad for Demigods and all, and we could also hear reports from Dryads and stuff. They Can pass rumors pretty quickly." Katie is not the brightest (genetic), but sometimes she has really great ideas. She's on the team for her knowledge of nature. It comes in handy when dealing with the backwoods.

"I'll check up on the radio thing, but I don't think there is a problem with that. Good, we're doing good." I say, "Now how about bases or stations?"

"I was thinking maybe we could get some little houses, like just enough room to live houses, and two of us could each share. We would live in designated areas so that we can be on call when needed and can prevent EXTREME damage until we can get backup. The areas Would be big enough for us to be spread out enough, so we can cover more ground, but not too big to handle."

"Areas...?" Katie looked confused.

"Kind of like... Ooh, how should I describe this... Germany during the cold war..."

"Divided, weak, destroyed, sad, torn..." Nico added.

"No!" Annabeth turned on him. "Nothing like that. I was honking more of... School districts or... Congressional districts."

"So we could call them NerdDistricts?"

"You don't have to be here, ya know, Nico." Yelled Annabeth. "So we would divide up the country or just a state or something, because this is a big country, and two of us will live in a little house in a trouble area or in the middle to look out for the people who live in that 'NerdDistrict' as Nico calls it."

I stared at her. "Good job Annabeth."

"Biast," whispered Will Solace.

"Do you have an idea, Will?"

"I just want to say that I call Larina as my cabin buddy. She also calls me, she's just not here today. (Horsie camp)." Larina and Will have been best friends since she came to camp. Will, right now, is in the same position I was in with Annabeth before we started dating on my 16th birthday. Currently just best friends, wishing to be more and do more. He told me how he feels about her when he was over at my house one day. All I can do is hope she feels the same.

"Sure," I say, trying to move on. "So, Annabeth's idea also eliminates most of the transportation issue. All that is left is talking to Chiron about the houses and how big the areas will be and we'll meet tomorrow so that we can get this going as soon as we can. And for the sake of sleep, let's end right now."

"Agreed," Clarisse said, "I've got ten puppies to kill in the morning before everyone wakes up." Katie shrieked and looked faint. "Gods, Katie! Not puppy puppies! Devil puppies. Baby hellhounds. Better dead than alive in these times." Katie still didn't look reassured.

I demised everyone before any more damage was done. Annabeth grabbed my hands and started to pull me out. "I'll be out soon. I just need a minute alone."

"Ok," she kissed me and went to go wait outside.

"Hey, Travis," I said, "What was wrong with Conner today?" Travis and Conner had been living in the city with their mom, but had returned to help out and be part of the 'DemiSquad'.

"He wants to get this going as soon as possible," Travis replied.

"Oh, that's good. At least someone is taking this seriously. He just seemed angry."

"No. That's his way on not crying in front of people. His mortal girlfriend was just killed by a monster.

A/N: Please review (I'm probibly annoying you already). Also, if you haven't yet, please read Nico's Summer Diary and Ann's English Journal (By BassoonGodess). The third one (Name still undecided) is coming out THIS SUMMER (or whenever Real-Life-Ann and I finish it and she finishes Ann's...).

Teaser: It has two authors...