Have you ever wondered about how weird it would be if a new pack of demigods enter the camp. But none of them seem like they fit in with who their god parent is? For example, a son of Zeus being this antisocial ball of gloom, or a son of Posideon who is afraid of water? Well welcome to 10 years later into the future. The war with the Mother Earth has ended. The original group has grown up and is now living their own lives. But the gods aren't done yet. No, they need new heroes, and their target is on a group of unlikely teens. But will the group be able to meet the original's standards? Or will they fall in their own mess of problems? OC PLUS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

CHARACTERS:

Name: Lucas Slay, child of Zeus, age 16, issue: antisocial, no leadership skills

Name: Brian Pierce, child of Poseidon, age 15, issue: fear of water

Name: Miki Love, child of Hades, age 15, issue: energetic and bubbly, loves singing

Name: Steph Laurent, child of Aphrodite, age 16, issue: part of the Hunters, punkster

Name: Skylar Night, child of Ares, age 15, issue: master of fighting, hates fighting

Name: Andrew Mist, child of Athena, age 16, issue: hates school and studying

Name: Brie Zhang, child of Hephaestus, age 15: hates getting dirty, fails at building

Chapter One

Lucas POV

I never asked to be born a demigod. I never asked to be a part of the hero saving people and slaying monsters thing. My goal was to survive high school, college, and then be a burger flipper for my life, surviving on a small salary, living in a small but comfortable apartment. That was my plan for life. I never asked to be the son of one of the Big Three either. And I definitely never asked to be the leader of some problem teens. So Zeus, if you're listening to this, I hope Hera hits you repeatedly. With a metal chair.

It all started on my 16th birthday. Before that, I thought I was a regular kid, living a regular life. But having a man calling himself Hermes come over to the arcade and then dragging me to Olympus isn't very normal. I was justness minding my own business. My mom gave me some extra cash so I am enjoy myself and distract myself from everyone. I love video games, it's my life. And this may seem weird, but my favorite game is Mario. I know, based on that, you're probably like, "wow Lucas. This is why you don't have any friends". And I would be like, "you are so true". I don't have friends, and I prefer to keep it that way. Let's start a few hours before all this happened.

i was walking down the hallway, going to class. There was no one else here, since I wasn't taking my dear sweet time, enjoying the sound of the tardy bell. But I have a good explanation on why I'm purposely trying to be late. Today, we had oral presentations. And my group was two of the shyest kids in my grade. They looked at me, as if expecting me to have the answers for them. I did not. People always think I'm the confident genius jock, cause of my looks. But I'm no where close to it. I was cursed. I never asked be goodlooking, I wanted to be average. If I could, I would shave my hair and wear a beanie for my entire life. My mom always compliment someone on how I look like my dad. She said she was charmed by his bright sparky blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. I didn't know whether to feel insulted or touched by her words. My dad left right after I was born. I didn't really feel hurt, but my mom was. She was so in love with the idiot, and now she's heartbroken. And everyday she sees me, she's probably crying on the inside. To me, that man is nothing but a sperm donor.

"Mr Slay, why aren't you in class?" A voice questioned. I tensed before slowly turning to face my science teacher. I laughed nervously, scratching the back of my head.

"Would you believe me if I said I got lost?" I asked with a small smile. She did not look happy, in fact, she crossed her arms and tapped her foot repeatedly.

"Maybe if it was the first day of school. But it's already second semester. I know what you're doing, but you're too late. Your group is going second. Now go" she ordered, opening the door, waiting for me to walk in. I groaned in disbelief. Whenever I do anything where someone expects something great from me, I end up messing up.

I walked into the room, expecting everyone to be panicking and stressing out so they wouldn't pay any attention to me. Instead, I was greeted by tens of twenties of eyes, just staring at me. As if I was some animal on a table, ready to be dissected. I was terrified. I awkwardly walked down the rows, going toward my seat. I don't know when I became scared of people. But the thought of people watching my every move caused me to trip over my own feet. I blinked in surprise before I hit the ground with a thud. I cursed under my breath in pain, before slowly sitting up. My face was heating up as some people snickered and laughed at me. "S-sorry" I apologized quickly before getting up and sitting down in the back row. I hid my face with my book, mentally slapping myself over and over again. Why do I have to be such an idiot?!

"Hey, Lucas. Are you okay?" My friend whispered from behind me. I glanced back before smiling sheepishly. Tori Lean, the first person to ever talk to me. She always tells me that if I just smile and talk more, people wouldn't feel intimidated by me. She says I have a real mean bish resting face. Which I don't, by the way.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." I assured quietly. The teacher shushed us and we immediately quieted down. Soon, it was my turn and I dreaded every step I took. Right foot then left foot then right foot then left foot. I kept repeating it in my head as I went to the front of the class. I raised my head up, before paling at the sight of my classmates. Normally, people would be used to their classmates by now. But every day, I feel like I'm the new kid. I swallowed hard, before reading my notecard. "S..so the electrons and the proteins.. I mean protons are atoms of the..uh.. the thing that is in all of our bodies.." I stammered, the words on the notecard changing from English to some random language that I didn't even know. I don't know how it happened but I blanked.

"Lucas?" The teacher asked worriedly, as she touched my shoulder. I glanced up at the teacher before my eyes widened. In replace of my teacher, was some sort of animal. Her head looked normal, but her body was a lion. She had a snake nail and wings. In a flash, I tensed up and dropped the notecard to the ground. I stumbled back and hit the blackboard, panting hard. Mrs Groves, my science teacher. She was a scrawny middle aged woman who loved riddles and questions. Her nickname name was Riddler. She is usually a gentle person, unless you fail a riddle. I was her favorite since I usually got them right. "Lucas?" She repeated again.

I hesitantly stared at her again, expecting to see the same horrifying thing. But it was her again, the same old familiar human face and body.

"Yeah... I'm fine. Sorry, I'm just a bit tired" I admitted, calming down slowly.

"I can take Lucas to the office, Mrs G." Tori called out as she stood up, grabbing her things before walking over to me. "Let's go" she whispered quietly.

"I'm fine, T-" I stopped my sentence when she gave me a death glare. Without another word, she dragged me out of the classroom and into the hall.

"What is wrong with you?" Tori demanded in an annoyed tone. I frowned slightly.

"What are you talking about? You're the one that dragged me out here" I protested back. Tori sighed, shaking her head.

"No, I'm talking about how you have been acting like an idiot all morning" she said bluntly. "You're acting as if you never seen a sphinx before" she said with an eye roll. I stared at her for five, no, I stared at her for fifteen seconds. A sphinx? Is she serious? Isn't a sphinx a mythical creature? I didn't respond at all, only staring at her with a look of absolute confusion.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. Tori glared at me before sighing.

"Mrs Groves, Lucas! You looked like you were about to pee yourself! You!-... wait a second.. are you serious right now?" She asked slowly, seeing my dazed expression.

"I have been serious since you pulled me out. I don't get what you want from me, Tori. This isn't a funny joke either" I said bluntly. Despite denying her words, I couldn't deny it completely. She stared back at me before frowning.

She began to curse under her breath in Greek. I did not know what she was saying; but i knew it wasn't good.

"Hera" she explained meekly, as if that answer alone was able to clear up my confusion. She pushed the doors open as we went down the steps. Fresh air was so comforting.

"What do you mean by Hera?" I asked. She stopped walking, as she stared at the ground.

"It's complicated. But you got to trust me here. About ten years ago, there was this group of heroes that saved everyone. They were all powerful and cool, they made a new era for demigods everywhere. They became known as the Heroes of Olympus. There were 7 heroes plus one extra: Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Hazel Lessque, Leo Valdez, Frank Zhang, Nico Di Angelo, Jason Grace, and the most powerful and famous demigod around, Percy Jackson. And well, Hera had this 'amazing' plan. She took two of the powerful heroes, Jason and Percy, and erased their memories. Then she switched and placed them on different sides. Which at least had many problems, but now it's good. The Greeks and the romans are allies now. But well... Hera got arrogant. You see, demigods aren't gods, they don't have immortality. The older they get, the weaker they got. Or so Hera says. So she decided to do some planning. You see, the big three made a promise to never have kids again. But you, Brian, and Miki were before that time. You were all so young when you were placed into the Lotus Hotel. When the war ended, you three were brought out again. But not to be trained, but to live normal lives, or attempt to. She placed 7 satyrs in charge of each. And well, I'm in charge of you. But you, Brian, and Miki are the big three, meaning you guys are stronger. Hera has been limiting and erasing your memories so you won't attract as many minters. I guess she erased your memories again, but your already gaining power again. I didn't want to do this, but I think you need to go to camp." She muttered. I glared slightly. Is she on drugs or something? This can't all be true. It's impossible. This is totally messed up.

"...Are you forcing me to leave my home?" I asked. She slowly took out a long sword as she glared back.

"No. I'm protecting you from your home. Mrs Groves isn't human, she's a monster. She was sent here to watch you and kill you when you least expect it. I'm surprised your not dead yet. It must be because you can actually answer her questions. You survived on luck. But with your little demonstration today. I think she's going to kill you now. So you need to leave. Go home, gather your stuff, do not take any phones; and tell your mom that your going on a little trip. I will take care of the rest. Go to the Empire's State Building. Wait in the lobby." She said. Before I could protest, the doors slammed open, revealing a gigantic monster with a lion body and woman like face. I was horrified. Without another word, I turned and took off running. This shouldn't be possible. This can't be possible. Who's the other six?! Why me?! Why not?! I was terrified. What is happening exactly?! I didn't look back. I kept moving forward, ignoring the screams of anger and bloodlust. What is going on?!