A/N See! I told you! Soon! Thanks to all who are following this story and have read/reviewed, you guys keep me going! Now, onward!

"Why does everyone faint right after getting inside?" I heard a male voice ask.

"Just the reckless ones." I heard a girl tease.

Oh. Um. I really hope that isn't snogging I hear. I shuddered.

It was. There was a moan, and I decided that enough was enough. Trying to act as if I wasn't mortified, I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"You're up." The boy blinked his bright green eyes. A pretty blond girl with grey eyes was straddling him and hand a hand tangled in his hair.

"Wish I wasn't." I grimaced. Really, scarring me for life wasn't that great of a welcome.

The blond blushed. "I'm Annabeth, this is Percy, and you might want some nectar." She retreated from her, um, current position, and handed me a glass of liquid with beads of water coming off of the sides.

"Thanks." I smiled, eager to forget our first impressions. Taking a sip I was surprised. It tasted like the vanilla hot chocolate Dad made. I know readers, an oxymoron, but you've never tasted the stuff. "What is this?"

"I said it was nectar." Annabeth pointed out.

"What is nectar, though?" I questioned, starting to examine myself for injuries, of which there was none.

"Food of the gods, you can't have too much, otherwise you'll burst into flames." Percy pointed out.

I went to put it down, but then thought better of it, downing the glass.

"Hey, is she up yet?" A satyr walked in, hoofs clicking on the floor.

"Yeah." Annabeth nodded and pointed to me.

"Hi, I'm Ivy!" I waved and stood up, feeling a little breeze. "And I'm in a hospital gown, so I'll just sit."

"Grover." He smiled. "Ivy is a nice name."

"You like any name even associated with plants." Percy rolled his eyes. "Does Chiron need her?"

"Yeah, for the video." Grover answered.

"Maybe we should let her put on some clothes." Annabeth ushered the boys out of the room. "Oh, and your stuff is right there, sorry about your jeans, we needed to cut them off."

I stared at a pair of bloody jeans. "Red clashes with my hair anyway." I smiled as she closed the door. I quickly grabbed a new pair of similar grey jeans and a simple purple top. Seeing that my jacket and flowered combat boots had survived the battle, I put them on.

"Hey, you're the new girl?" A girl asked me, she had a faint Texas accent.

"Yeah, I'm supposed to see some video..." I trailed off.

"Oh, just turn left at the end of the hallway and it's the third room on your right." She smiled and walked off.

I glided across the hall and proceeded to walk into the room to find a full grown centaur their. "Chiron?" I asked to his tail.

"Oh! I'm usually in my wheelchair for newcomers!" He turned around, slightly flicking me with his tail.

"It's okay. I'm Ivy." I stuck out my hand.

"Pleasure to meet you, I'll start the movie if you'll just sit down." He shook my hand and went over to an age old projector to start the film.

"Welcome to Camp Half-Blood..."

*(One movie later)*

"Wicked." I smiled my abnormally devilish smirk.

"Excited?" He asked, walking me out of the doorway.

"Very, so I'll live with a bunch of my siblings?" I looked up.

"Yes, there are now six of them at present, not including you. Three boys and three girls. Damn havoc wreakers they are." he mumbled the last part.

"Mom got around." I widened my eyes.

Chiron stiffened a little.

"Don't worry, you're not going to get a whole, whiny 'my mom doesn't love me or my dad' speech." I rolled my eyes.

"Good. It's just that when Hecate kids get emotional, well..." He shrugged.

"I know." I sighed, think back to the dream.

"Here we are." He showed me a a cabin, emblazoned with odd runes that for some reason I could read.

"It's beautiful." I walked over and ran my hand over a ruin that meant crossroads. Two silver torches blazed on either side of the cabin, with moons carved into them.

"Hecate Cabin! Meet your new sister!" Chiron called, he seemed uncomfortable going in.

All ten of my sibling came out of the cabin, lurking in the entryway. I really didn't know how to react, what do you tell family you never cared enough to find?

"Hello." I gave a weak wave. They all looked so different from my loud self. While my hair was pink, theirs was black. They all wore black jeans, combat boots, and band tees consisting of many, dead things, on them. It was like I was getting a glance of myself through the looking glass.

"Hi. Did she get claimed?" One of my sisters mumbled, in a monotone.

"Special circumstance." Chiron smiled.

"Oh."

"Hey."

"'Sup."

"Salutations."

Greeting rose up from each of them, although the Salutations was a bit odd.

"Anyone want to let Ivy get settled in? Oh by the way, that's Darth, Amaya, Blakely, Caleb, Kiara, and Sirius." The centaur shifted nevously.

All of them looked at a girl with extremely long, curly black hair, Kiara.

"What am I? The greeter?" She asked.

"Yeah." One of my brothers shoved her.

"No respect!" She exclaimed while the others went back to doing whatever the dark and gloomy do. It was probably mischief. "C'mon."

She dragged me to an ebony bed, which was rather large. I guess with only six people in a large cabin, you had room.

"Thanks." I dropped my suitcase next to it. The sheets were silky, and you guessed it, black. The pillow matched and was trimmed with silver. "Why is everything so nice?"

"Magic, literally." Kiara fiddled with a rubix cube, about the only thing with color in the room, besides me. "You might want to change if you're to survive in here."

"What do you mean?" I cocked my head.

"You're too bright, happy. Our siblings will tear you apart, darkness doesn't mix well with light."

"Last time I checked, darkness fled from light."

"Don't twist my analogies to your purposes."

"Fine. So pink hair isn't appropriate for a Hecate child?"

"No, and if you don't fit in with us, you won't fit in anywhere. We're still not fully accepted by the rest of the camp, just ourselves." The rubix cube continued to click.

"Positive. I'm used to being a screw-up, it doesn't phase me." I started to unpack, putting away my beacon-like clothes in an ornately carved dresser that matched the bed.

She got off of the bed. "I don't think you understand. You have to let some of the darkness in, otherwise it will swallow you whole. You will break from keeping it all out. I'm not saying this to be mean, I care. I won't see you break." Her black lined eyes squinted at me.

"I'm going to spar." I hopped off the bed and grabbed my spear.

Is she right? I've always felt something caged in me, but it's never made an appearance. I've blocked it out. Will it consume me? I was plagued with these thoughts, pushing me to go faster to find the sparring area, which I had no idea where to find.

"Looking for something?" A cute boy in a tree lazily swung down from a branch. He had oddly pointed ears, giving him an elfish appearance.

"Sparring range." I answered.

"Right down that hill, want a partner?" He asked.

"You any good?" I asked, walking towards the hill.

He caught up to me. "You have to be to stay alive this long. So I heard there was a new girl, what cabin?"

"Hecate." I flipped my hair. Damn those flirty girl genes.

"Oh." He blinked, as if hit with a hand.

"Problem?" I raised an eyebrow.

"No, just, they're so dark, and you're so bright." He was still looking at me strangely. "Can you do magic?"

"Not unless you considering blowing up stuff magic. I can't get the hang of it." I paused. "I'm trying to keep that on the DL for as long as possible."

"Fair enough. Here we are. But I still don't know your name, I'm Seth." He bowed and gestured for me to enter the arena-like sparring structure.

"Thanks. I'm Ivy" I smiled and went to stand in the center, there was a surprising lack of people in the arena.

"Hmm. It doesn't really fit, ivy strangles everything it comes across, you brighten it." He cocked his head. I guess it was a habit.

"Offensive compliment, no wonder you're single." I rolled my eyes.

"How did you know?" He smirked.

"Absence of a jealous tag-along. Can we start now?" I asked.

"I guess I'm boring you. Ready?" He asked, lifting up his pant leg and revealing a sword strapped there.

"Always." I opened my spear.

We circled each other, waiting for the other to go on the offense. He charged me and I flipped over him like a character out of a comic. I landed behind him, collapsing my spear and holding the tip to his throat.

"I win." I said in his ear, barely breaking a sweat.

"No fair, I didn't expect you to flip. Nobody actually does that!" He exclaimed.

"Never underestimate your opponent." I smirked.

"Rematch." He demanded.

"If you insist upon another butt whooping." We both traveled to our former positions.

We began to circle each other again, I didn't want to go on the offense, but neither did he. Suddenly, he sprinted at me, not giving me enough distance or time to flip without breaking an ankle. I sidestepped, while he displayed top-notch agility and spun on his heels to face my spear. He brought his sword down on it, attempted to trap me, but I simply kicked his face with a high placed foot.

"You fight dirty!" He clutched his nose, then held his sword in a defensive position.

"I'm fighting fair, there were no rules against kicking." I insisted.

I decided to charge him this time, which was a bad idea. He was much stronger then me, I suddenly had to go on the defensive, sparks flying. (From the weapons.) There was a series of clangs and blows with blunt ends of our weapons, which ended with a large bruise on my cheek. He was not going easy because I was a girl.

"Bloody hell!" I cried, as his hilt came down on me yet again. My already throbbing leg decided enough was enough. I swept out his legs from under him with my spear, then planted a foot on his chest, holding one spear point to his chest.

"As fun as getting my butt kicked is, it's time for dinner." He smiled.

I helped him up. "Cool. Do we sit with our cabins?" I asked.

"Yeah." He dusted himself off.

"Oh, that will be awkward." I rocked back and forth on my toes.

"Nah, from what I've seen, your cabin doesn't really talk. Anyway, you don't have dish duty tonight." He put his arm around my shoulder and we trekked to the pavilion. Which smelt as wonderful as it looked.

"Well, that'll be double awkward. I don't shut up." I sighed.

"You sure you're Hecate's daughter?" He asked.

"Yeah, with the many explosions from heightened emotions to prove it." Suddenly a rock exploded behind us, I begged my mother to not let him notice.

"So every time you feel happy, sad, angry, pervy, something explodes?" He asked, looking down at me.

"I don't think pervy is an emotion." I rolled my eyes. "And I can feel emotions, just not excessively."

"Pervy is most definitely an emotion, ask any guy." He stuck out his tongue.

"Well, seeing as I'm not a guy, I lack that emotion. I think you mean lust. See you after dinner?" I asked, withdrawing my arm to join my cabin-mates.

"For sure." He smiled, and I returned the gesture.

"What are you doing?" My 'protective' sister hissed.

"Eating." I pointed to the food we were all gathering onto our plates. Since our cabin was small, we all got to eat quickly.

"Ivy, sacrifice." Caleb pointed to a fire.

"Oh." I pushed a piece of steak off of my plate. Mom, I don't know if you're listening, but please don't let me be a weirdo here too.

Kiara quickly sat down next to me, long hair whipping around as she asked again. "What are you doing?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"With Seth? Why would you associate with a Hermes kid?" She hissed.

"Because I want to." I stuck my nose up.

"Do you know what you're doing? He's a catch. Now almost the whole Aphrodite cabin hates you." I turned around, they were glaring at me. "You have to stop, go date a Nike kid, a Nemisis kid, a Tyche kid for gods sake!"

"No, I'll hang out with whoever the hell I want." I glared.

"I know I seem like a bitch, but trust me, you don't want Aphrodite girls for enemies." She closed her eyes. "And Hermes kids are too happy."

"I appreciate you trying to help, but I would like to do stupid daring stuff, thank you very much." I took a bite of steak, which pretty much melted in my mouth, it was- I don't even know a word to describe it, so I won't try.

"Stupid and daring is what this camp is for, you're suicidal." She growled.

"Why are you so overprotective?" I asked her. "Is it because you're older then me?"

"No, it's because my whole family got mauled by monsters, I couldn't do anything, so now I protect my family no matter the cost." She said it so simply, as if it was nothing. Most people would be disturbed by that, but I was disturbed at the hurt behind her voice.

"I'm sorry. If it consoles you at all, at least I'll die with a full stomach." I shoved the last bit of dinner in my mouth.

She gave me a look that could freeze hell over, in fact, it started to freeze the table. She noticed and quickly removed her gaze, then gave a little chant and breathed deeply. "Not okay."

I knew what she meant and decided not to joke about the issue again. "Are we doing anything after this?"

"Capture the flag, demigod style." She gave me a smirk, anger diminished. "And we're on your boyfriends team."

A/N Good? Bad? I don't own anything, and yes, I did use the name Sirius, no his middle name is not Orion, nor is his last name Black :P Anyway, reviews are appreciated. This story will be updated slower because it's the fifth one I am currently writing (counting HPFF stories) I hope you guys don't mind too much :/ I will update as quick as I can!

P.S. Sorry my chapter update times are screwy. Up until the next chapter is prewritten stuff.