Hey, thanks guys! I'm gonna give a quick shout out to the reviewers now… Thanks to Sam, Kristen, majorgLeek1397, Beth (A.R.), Percian-Perci, SupahGoddessofHotTopic (A.R.), Emily A Huntress of Artemis, and xXKaminari-TsubasaXx! Thanks for everything!

Ok, so far, here are the characters I will use: Nicole Cather, Reagan Clarkson, Shawn, Emma Johnson, Poppy North, Jasmine Bane, and Perci Gibson! Sorry for those who were not included. Either they were too messy, I haven't seen it yet, or I didn't like the character. I will still be accepting a few more characters, so go ahead and review again to see if your character will make the second cut. And there are a few more people I saw who did make the cut, but I'm just not adding them yet… 'cause I'm evil like that ;D Some of you might be able to guess!

Today's star is… Poppy and Shawn! Congrats guys!

Well, onto the story! By the way, it's from Poppy's POV.

Disclaimer: I really don't need this right now.

I pressed my back against the brick wall, slowly creeping towards the corner. I reached the corner, and peered out. There was only a man eating a bowl of soup. It looked so normal, most would have over-looked it. But to me… it was precious!

I flipped open my 'borrowed' phone. I pressed the send button, and just like that, PRESTO! The message that would get me a free soup would be on its way.

The man's phone rang, and he looked at the screen, gaping, "No…" He jumped up and dashed out, like he had a sudden emergency. He forgot the soup. I laughed mechanically, running over to my soup.

I sat down and enjoyed lunch. It wasn't even half finished.

This was how I survived for about 5 years or so. Stealing peoples items. I grew up on the streets since I was eight, but I had Eris, my mother, to guide me occasionally. She gave me a weapon for my 10th birthday. She gave me shelter when I needed it, and the will and ability to fight. She is one of the reasons I am alive today.

And yes, I know about how the Greek gods are real, who my godly parent is, blah, blah, blah. Let's just say some monsters don't know the meaning of secrecy.

People walked the streets around the outdoor café. The setting sun shone in-between the buildings of Charlottesville. Kids ran around, drawing with chalk on the boards, or watching street performers.

It wasn't a bad place to stay, even if it was hard to join the festivities without people getting suspicious.

I finished my lunch and stood up, leaving my table. I walked over to the alleys again and ran, getting myself lost. It was easy. Soon I ended up in a small park, filled with trees. A runaway's heaven.

I climbed into a large tree with lots of climb-able branches. The leaves hid me from any late-night walkers. I settled down and began to sleep.

My dream was pretty vivid, even by demigod standards.

A man dressed in all back was standing in the middle of a dark, eerie forest at night. Shadows bent towards him. A purple light danced along the floor, and fog clouded every sight except for the man. His eyes stared into me, examining my dream body. But the longer we stood there, I was less sure it was a dream.

"Poppy North." He growled. I stood up tall, staring straight at him.

"Who are you?" I demanded. His facial expression didn't change.

"You are coming with me." He reached out and grabbed me by the neck, and I felt him squeezing my neck, crushing the air out of my lungs. I struggled, but I couldn't fight back. "Let me go!" I cried weakly. I screamed with everything I had left.

I woke up, screamed quickly, and fell out of my tree, crashing on the ground. I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth. Someone laughed. I opened my eyes, and immediately they turned on a glare. The boy in a green shirt and torn jeans standing above me didn't even flinch.

"What, did I do something?" He smirked. I growled. "Ooh. Scary." He said in fake horror

"Oh, shut up." I growled. I sat up, rubbing my sore head. "Who are you and why did you wake me up?"

"Oh, I'm Shawn, son of Poseidon." I looked at his facial features. He was definitely a son of Poseidon. His sea green eyes gave it away. He also had brown hair.

"Ok, so why the heck did you wake me up?" Ok, honestly I was happy he did, but I wasn't going to admit that, was I? I'm not clueless.

"Yeah, you don't scream in your sleep unless something was really bad. Especially for demigods." He shrugged.

"Good point."

"And you are…? " He asked, slightly suspicious.

"Poppy North, daughter of Eris." I said like I was a big deal.

"Goddess of strife." He said. I nodded. "Well… I'll see ya then." Shawn turned to walk away.

"Wait!" He turned back, "You save my life, and you just leave? What the heck?"

"Save your life?" He asked. I nodded reluctantly, and I launched into a extremely detailed explanation of my dream. He listened intently, comprehending everything that left my mouth.

I finally finished, and he frowned, looking down at his shoes. "Uhhh… Is it normal for Demigods to get similar warnings of some sort…?"

"Well, I don't think so. Not unless there's something REALLY big going on." I admitted. "Why?"

Shawn looked away. "Because I think the guy you just described tried to take me too." My mouth fell open like on hinges.

Gee, isn't that weird? Is it just a normal everyday happening? Or is something much bigger going on? Gee, who knows with me? Well, for now, just review! By the way, thanks to my new beta, Writer of the Near Future. A.K.A. Derek. Thanks!

~Tori

B/N If your wondering what B/N means it's me, Derek, the beta saying something. Thanks Tori for letting me do this and I hope y'all review.

Write on,

Derek