So this is a idea I just came up with randomly. Please leave ideas in the reviews.
Selena POV
My name is Selena Goodwell. I was raised by my father, and never met my mother. Anyways,
As I was walking home one day, a kid from school blocked my path. It was the middle of the day, and I new he was a jerk. He always bullies others.
"Hey, brat. What's going on." He said mischievously.
"Not much, why." I said.
He pushed me down backwards, then punched me. Hard. I passed out, and when I woke up, I was tied to a skateboard. I was being pulled towards the opposite side of town to my house.
"Hey!" I screamed. We stopped moving, and because my hair was also tied to the skateboard, I couldn't see what he was doing. He took a wad of white cloth and shoved it in my mouth.
My muffled screams couldn't be heard as he dragged me into the forest and sat on a rock in the clearing we stopped in.
He stood up, and then started to change. His arms became massive claws, and his teeth turned sharp. He slowly became a massive lion, and then pounced on me. But he was stopped by an arrow. It bounced off his hide, and he turned towards the archer.
"Get. Away. From. Her." The archer, a young woman with short black hair and a silver bow, said.
She shot it multiple times, before it turned tail and ran.
"Hey, are you ok?" She asked, coming over to untie me.
"Yeah. What was that!" I responded.
"The Nemean Lion. Who are you?" She asked.
"Selena Goodwell. May I ask who you are and how a teenager can shoot a bow so well?"
"Thalia Grace. And I'll tell you when we get to camp."
"Camp?"
"You'll see."
She met up with some friends and talked to them. The youngest nodded, and she came my way.
"You are a demigod. We don't know who your mother is, but Artemis says you can camp with us for now."
"Ok. So myths are real?"
"Yeah."
"And I am a child of a 'mythical' being?"
"Yep."
After the odd conversation, Thalia let me borrow a sleeping bag, a tent, and gave me a protein bar.
I went to the edge of their camp and mated my sleeping bag out, leaving them alone. Soon, two came over. A tall blonde one, and a short green haired one.
"Would you like to practice archery with us?" The tall one asked.
"Sure."
We grabbed some wooden planks with targets painted on each, and I borrowed a bow from one of them.
"Ok." I said, kind of nervously.
As they shot, they got close to bullseye every time. I closed my eyes and let go of the arrow. It hit with a thud.
I just kept walking and reloading, shooting, reloading, shooting, and shooting one last time. I opened my eyes to see thirteen bullseyes.
"How? Your eyes were closed." The short one asked.
"I don't know. I just walked and shot." I replied.
"Get Artemis, and get a drachma. We need to calm Chiron." The tall one said in a scare tone.
