A/N: Thanks for all the views to now and I know that many of you don't like Ans so I will just stop now ;) Much fun. x Laura

Disclaime: I do not own PJO/HoO, it all belongs to Rick Riordan. Only my Ocs are mine.

This chapter is for Lizzie...

4 years later

My legs were hurting, my eyes burning and my lungs felt like bursting every second. I didn't know how long I've been running, I just knew that I had to keep on.

By the way my day has started I should've known that it would end like this.

A few hours ealier

I was walking to the busstation on the other side of the street, as I didn't see the car which was coming from my left. Suddenly there was this boy, pushing me of the street. We crashed hard through the snow and on the pavement, the boy stood up and now offered me his hand. He was quite good looking with his brown hair falling into his pale face and the mischievous grin on the lips, which told me to better have a look on my pocket. I grabbed his hand and as I stood, I could see straight into his eyes.

I mumbled a short "Thanks" and looked down.

"What? Just a 'thanks' that I saved your life?" the boy grinned. "How about you kiss my feets?"

Confused I stared in his face.

"I'm messing with you" And with a laugh he grabbed my bag which was still lying in the snow. "I guess you were on you're way to the busstation just like me."

I couldn't help me but just have to look into his eyes, they got a wonderful blue tone. He must be around my age.

"Ehm...yes..." I answered quick to hide my starring. "I've never seen you before, which school do you go to?"

"That would be creepy if you would know me. I just moved here and it's my first day. And this little village only have one school, you must know this." He laughed and his blue eyes began to sparkle.

"Uhm oh yeah I forgot, welcome to the smallest village in Canada. So why can't your parents drive you on your first day?" I tried to hold the conversation, this was the first time someone spoke to me who wasn't forced to.

"My mom works early and my dad doesn't live with us." The pretty boy said like he learned it from a script. "What about your parents?" He said with a curious tone and turned to me.

Before I could answer the bus arrived, we both jumped on and sat down next to each other.

"My father died when I was seven, don't say that you're sorry for me I herad that enough. And my stepmother just cares for my stepsister Tayla and my halfsiter Cindy, so I have to go by bus every day." Brown eyes met blue one.

"What's with your real mom? Did you ever met her?...And I'm sorry for your dad." he added with a smile, but still this curious tone in his voice.

I've never told anybody about my first meeting with my mother, it wasn't that I wouldn't like to tell anyone, it was that I didn't have friends to talk to, not a single one. In school I always sit alone, they don't talk to me and I don't talk to them. At home I got my sister, but even her I didn't tell anything.

But this blue eyed boy was really interested in me, and not just a good laugh, so I decided to tell him.

"I only met her once, on my father's funeral. She just stayed for a few minutes to say goodbye or something like that." The blue eyes stared at me full of sadness and deep inside you could see a glance of jealousy.

As we arrived at school, he told me that he first has to talk to the principal and all that.

"Ehm wait, I don't even know your name?" the brunette noticed.

"I'm Lucinda Dawn." I smiled.

"Connor...Connor Stoll." He grinned back.

I walked over to my class room, thinking about him. Connor gave me a warm feeling inside, a feeling I only knew from my father. As usuall no one noticed me as I sat down, the first three lessons were normal as well. I caught myself hoping to see Connor at lunch, but as soon as this thought came up I wiped it away, Connor had to have found other friends by now. And so I was quite surprised as someone sat down in front of me during lunch break.

"And how's your day going?" Connor asked while eating a hamburger.

"Ehm...Okay...How about yours?" I said confused, while finishing my salad.

"Till now: great! But wait a minuten then I would answer with AWESOME." he grinned to the kitchen.

I wanted to asked why, but before I could, there was a loud scream coming from the kitchen.

"Common we better should go!" he said and grabbed my arm laughing.

"Wait? That was you? What did you do?" I asked when we were out in the hallways.

"Let me say: 'Worms like food, too'." He grinned and let go of my arm. "What's your next subject?"

"Maths in room 126. You?" I tried to smile, even more confused now.

"Oh cool, me too." We walked silent, till we reached the classroom.

"So, Connor. Where did you live before moving here?" I asked to cover up the awkward silence which came up between us.

He grinned " I lived near New York, on Long Island to be clear." His grint underlined his thievishness. We talked for awhile, while our classmates arrived. I found out that Connor has an older brother, called Travis, and some half-siblings.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please sit down. We will start with a little test!" Our teacher yelled as he entered the room, he didn't really seemed to care about Connor, who was sitting on the place right next to me now, I could feel his warm knee touching mine.

He sighed as the teacher gave us two test papers.

"Not so good at maths?" I asked with a warmer voice as usuall. Before he could answer our teacher screamed everyone to shut up.

I could see Connor was looking on the test of the others, he did it great, normally our teacher caught everyone who tried to copy.

After 20 minutes the teacher shouted,"Please pass your test to the front and turn to page three hundred and ninety four!" After we handed our tests, Connor turned to me with a mischievous smile on his lips.

"That was easy!"

"Yeah it is, when you copy it!" I said with a smirk on my lips.

"I'm sorry I can't do anything against it! It's in my blood!" he holded his hands up and chuckled.

The rest of maths flew by really fast, we talked about New York and our families, Connor told me about the pranks his brother and him played on others in a summer camp he attended during summer. "Wait, didn't Travis moved with you?" I asked confused.

"No...ehm...he stayed with dad!" he answered fast, I couldn't say if he was lying, but he was the only person I talked like that in a while, so I just believed him.

"What do you have next?" Connor asked to cover up the awkward silence which came up.

"I've got greek. You?"

"Same here! I think you are not going to get rid of me so fast!" And with a look on my timetable he added, "we have nearly everything together!"

The bell ringed and we headed out of the door. That was the first time I saw her, she was standing outside, wearing a cheerleader uniform and smiled cold. A cold shiver ran down my back and quickly I turned to Connor, but when I looked back she was gone. On our way to greek I tried to concentrate on something else than the cold look of this girl. Just as we entered the room Connor interupted my thoughts.

"So are you good at greek?" I couldn't else, but notice this curious tone he had again.

"Yeah pretty good, I'm really into the myths."

"Really? Who is your favourite god or goddess?" He raised and eyebrow, which let him look just more like a thief.

"I would say Artemis. Yours?" I asked as we sat down in the front.

Before he could answer our teacher walked in.

"Oh you must be ." she said stared pointly on him, "How about you introduce yourself...in greek!"

Every other student would panic now, but Connor just shrugged and stood up.

"My name is Connor Stoll, I'm 14 and just moved here from Long Island. I got a brother named Travis,he's cool, and he lives together with my half-siblings. Yeah, in my free times I attend a Camp, it's fun. Almost every person there is nice! We are a bit like a big family!"

Now he bagans to talk faster and I could hardly understand a word.

"They...Half-Blood...Gods...Hermes...Percy Jackson...Luke...Kronos..."

Connor sat back into his chair, obviously pretty proud of him, everyone including our teacher stared at him with confused expressions.

"That was really good Mr. Stoll!" Our teacher said after she found her voice back.

"Okay today we are learning the stuff on page 52." Our teacher begun to list some history facts.

"Who is Percy Jackson? And who is Luke? And what was that about 'gods' 'Hermes' and 'Kronos'?" I asked still confused.

"You understood me?" He asked me back, and there was this curious tone again.

"Yes! Like I said I'm good in greek!" I grinned at him."I just couldn't understand the second part! So who's this Percy guy?"

"Just a friend! But can I ask you something?" Connor leaned forward and looked around, while the teacher was writing on the board.

"Sure!" I said confused again, but before he could ask me, the door opened and our principal walked in.

"Connor Stoll, come with me!" he said quick.

Connor sighed and whispered to me," I see you in the free lesson!" He stood up and walked over and out of the room, even after a few hours with him I just had to admit that I admired his calm way.

After Connor didn't come back from the principal, I let myself fall on a bench next to the snow covered forest and looked around, nobody else was here.

They probably all have lessons. I thought to myself and put out my book and begun to read.

Suddenly I heard footsteps and then silence, I looked up and there was this girl again. Standing a good meter away from me, glancing cold.

"Lucinda Mileen Dawn! Finally I got you alone! You're little friend can't save you now!" I've never told anyone my full name and as I wondered why this girl knew it, she began to change, her eyes got red, her teeth longer and her left leg got brown and shaggy, while her right one turned bronze. In myths they would call this an empusa. But this isn't a myth, this is reality, I thought.

The empusa jumped on me and the bench toppled over backwards. I tried to roll over my shoulders, like my father thought me long time ago, and I really somehow got to stand on both feet.

Now I stand there face to face with the empusa. I fought the urge to fight against this creature, instead I turned around and ran into the forest. Retrospective it wasn't the most intellegent choice, but I couldn't think clear as I ran through bushes and the underwood.

My legs were hurting, my eyes burning and my lungs felt like bursting every second. I didn't know how long I've been running, I just knew that I had to keep on...

When I heard the noise of breaking woods behind me, I turned around. For my bad I couldn't see the tree trunk which lied in my way. My head hit the ground hard and everything went black.

A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Sorry but I kinda suck at normal writing! And sorry for the HP quote, but I couldn't resist ;)!

x

Laura