Chapter One

AN- I'll take suggestions for ships. Just no NicoXOC, he's gay and I love that. OC entries are appreciated too. Also, Erika and Annabeth don't get along at first because their personalities clash, but it will get better.

Erika is medium height for her age, has long dark brown hair and clear blue eyes. She doesn't care about fashion, so she just wears things that make her blend in and are easy to fight in.

"So… Zeus thinks these idiots stole the Master Bolt?", I stared at Aunty Em's Garden Gnome Emporium. Obviously a monster trap. Obviously. Yet it seemed that Percy Jackson kid, another Demigod and a satyr had strolled right in.

ROAR

"Ah, there we go. Hope I'm not too late", I casually push through the front door and past the disgusting food. Statues were everywhere.

"Hey!", I walked around a bush to see a boy about my age- Percy- with a sword and glass ball. Medusa hissed. He advanced. The she-devil crooned soft words and didn't notice me come up behind her.

I whispered a small spell and slashed her head off with my knife. And that's not easy you know, maybe I should get a sword, easier to behead things with.

I didn't really pay attention at first, but then I noticed the three staring at me in shock.

"What? You think you're the only Demigods trying to get the Master Bolt back? Please", I pulled out a cloth and wrapped up the Medusa head. Ew.

"Who are you? I've never seen you at Camp", the girl walked up to me angrily. I shrugged nonchalantly.

"I don't like that Camp of yours, so I don't go. I'm Erika Moon, nice to meet you", I had put my knife away and held out my hand to her. She ignored it. Rude.

"You killed… It", Percy looked at me in awe. I rolled my eyes.

"Doesn't matter, what the hell were you three thinking walking right into a trap?", I demanded as the satyr got up from the ground. No answer. Oh so they thought it was just a nice old lady who was completely willing to help? HAHAHAHA! That's funny.

"Whatever, do you have a plan on where to go next?", before the boys could say anything the girl interrupted.

"Hang on, when did you suddenly become apart of our quest?", I sighed. I'm surrounded by morons.

"About a minute ago", I handed Medusa to Percy("Ew"), heading back towards the register.

"Um well, I'm Grover, she's Annabeth and he's Percy", the satyr introduced to me. I nodded.

"Daughter of Athena", Annabeth spoke up suddenly as I was going through the register. I looked up.

"And you got trapped by Medusa? Whew, bad luck", I could have sworn smoke came out of her ears.

"What's your godly parent?"

"Thanatos", she obviously wasn't expecting that answer. I'm not surprised, I haven't heard of another child of Thanatos either. Then she looked incredibly suspicious. Oh dear.

"Thanatos works for Hades, how do we know you're not a spy?", I shrug. Percy and Grover are staring.

"I swear on the River Styx I'm not in league with my father and Hades. Or anyone for that matter", Annabeth looked about as shocked as she could probably get. Grover too. Percy looked kind of confused.

"River Styx?", the son of Poseidon was really new to this wasn't he?

"A oath on the River-", I ignored them on my rummage for drachmas. I found the address of the Underworld. Cool.
"They're not going to like that", I looked up when Grover said that. "They'll think you're impertinent"

Percy sent the Medusa head to Olympus. I smiled, I like this kid already.

"I am impertinent", no one protested. Annabeth sighed as we left the emporium.

"We need a new plan"

I didn't care much for Pan. But hearing Grover talk about the world made me sad. But being sad doesn't do any good so I went to sleep. I can be sad when I'm no longer able to help save the world anymore. Hopefully because of old age. But with my luck I'll probably die young. Or something.

But they were also right, something was off with this quest.

I woke up first. Of course I did, it's not like these three realise how dangerous this is. No let's just sleep and let the monsters kill us. I've only slept two hours, ignore me.

"Hi", I greeted the pink poodle nonchalantly. Grover seemed satisfied and sat down on his blanket. Annabeth cooked breakfast and Percy finally woke up.

"Well", Annabeth said. "The zombie lives"

"Morning Sleeping Beauty!", I greeted. I was much more cheerful though. Percy asked how long he had been asleep. He also refused to greet the poodle, at first. Apparently we would turn in the poodle back to its owners and get enough money to take the Amtrack. They were wary of buses after getting jumped by The Kindly Ones.

I wonder how they made it out of there without me.

Two Days Later…

Okay. If there's one thing you should know about me is that I hate staying with people. Sure I have friends and I don't hate people in general. But I'm a loner. Alone. Two days on an Amtrak with Mrs. Know-It-All, Nervous Wreck and Ignorance is pushing my buttons. It's very hard being the cheerful and sassy one when really you just want to go kill some monsters. Or Demigods, at the moment I'll take either.

"I won't help you", Percy whispered in his sleep. The three of us awake stared at him. Help who? What deity is trying to enter his dreams? Hades? Zeus? Kronos…? I mean I've heard whispers but if people are really trying to resurrect him-

Percy suddenly woke up tiredly. I kicked him in the shin lightly. He grimaced and looked at me aghast.

"Why did you do that!?"

"Who's asking for your help?", Annabeth beat me to the question. Percy looked at us confused.

"You were talking in your sleep, moron", I stated. He finally understood and explained his Demigod dreams. Oh I hate Demigod dreams. I sighed when he was done. Shit was definitely hitting the freaking fan. Percy thought it was Hades… But I'm not to sure.

When Annabeth started explaining her background I tried to ignore it. I don't like hearing people's stories because it makes your view on them change. I was good at just thinking of these three as idiots.

But when she said she ran away at seven that plan went out the window. Because I knew.

Percy may not have known his genes but his childhood didn't sound favorable either. It always is with Demigods.

Yet, I still had it worst. It's always good to know your the most damaged one in the room…

"What about you, huh? What's your tragic backstory?", Annabeth asked a bit bluntly. Percy was staring too. I sighed, I'm not the fondest of lying but whatever. Well technically I'm just withholding information.

"Never knew my mom. I grew up by myself", I continued to stare out the window. I didn't see their reactions but I'm 100% Annabeth is shocked again. Percy too probably.

Silence.

Later

I said I didn't want to go on the Arch thing. One, because I've been there before. Two, because that's sounds boring.

My how was I wrong. Those three got attacked by Echidna and the Chimera. Or maybe I was better off. I had killed a couple of her other monster kids recently, she probably didn't like that.

"Morons", I mutter as I met up with them. Annabeth told me to shut up. Rude.

They were going to Iris message their friend or whatever so I wandered off. They told me the cafe to meet them at.

You probably have some questions for me. Like why the hell do you seem so perfect? Or what gave you that much of a badass attitude? Yeah, thought so.

Well… Those are the wrong questions. I'm not perfect(shocker). I'm not… Okay I am a badass- but it isn't as easy as it sounds!

I'm afraid of using my powers. Like deathly(haha pun) afraid. The idea of seeing people's deaths, of making them see their own deaths. Of controlling the dead and- you get the picture. I don't like it. Gives me freaking chills.

But it's not like I have a choice with this kind of stuff. My lifes planned out. I have… a prophecy. I know, soooooo original.

Four Years Ago

(Age 7)

If I had to choose a place that I might call home, it would be the House. It's not strict like Camp Jupiter or crowded like Camp Half-Blood and the House teaches magic. My kind of place. But alas, I don't have a home.

Maybe that's sad. I don't know. All I do know is that I sometimes feel sad to leave. Like now. I had started out on one of my do good quests. Those had started to become quite common.

Some evil Hindu spirits had been realised in Pennsylvania. Can't miss that. So I hadn't been expecting much action from the Greek side.

Well, more like I got chased by a disease wrath. Then fell into a cavern. Which turned out to be the Labrynth. Yayyyyyyyyy.

I'm gonna keep this short and simple. Bad things happen in the Labyrinth. I was stuck there for a week. Met a Oracle. Got my own personal prophecy of doom. Ended up in China and a month had passed outside. All very fun.

Now here's my obituary;

From the deep darkness and cold they fly

Hope is lost at the betrayal of an alley

When stars battle the stones

The sky will fill with bones

And in the end the daughter of Death must die

Yay. A limerick. I'm so screwed.

I come back to the group at the cafe. I sat down and grabbed some fries. Annabeth looked like she was about to ask me something but I saw something else. Or someone. I didn't hear her. Probably a good thing anyway.

There in all his jackass glory was the Greek God of War. Ares.

Didn't he try to blow me up last time I saw him? Shit.