Chapter 1: There's a new half blood in camp.

In the streets of New York City, there lives a population of people, kids actually, who all have a lot in common, they have dyslexia, can understand fluent Greek even though they've never learned it, have varying powers depending on the circumstances, but there's one more thing these kids have in common, they're all Demigods, children of the actual deities of Olympus.

And I just found out i'm one of them, well not exactly, it's hard to explain. Let me backtrack a bit to explain a few things…

Okay, so my name is Nigel, Nigel Jager, (and no it's not pronounced JAG-er, it's pronounced YAY-ger, honestly do I sound like a dancer to you?) I'm fifteen and am currently in the ninth grade, I'm about five foot five, I have short blonde hair that I buzzed the sides off of and dyed black making it a faux hawk, I also have tan skin, a slightly athletic build, and blackish green eyes that have an ethereal glow to them (or so people tell me). Anyway I also wear a set of black jeans, a black jacket, black shoes, a black shirt with a green flaming skull and a silver bracelet that has the greek inscription "to suppress and imprison" on it.

Yeah I'm a really edgy guy, so what? Who the fuck cares anyway? I don't. Anyway I live in Queens with my foster parents the Petermans, pretty cool people, I like them. The reason why I have foster parents is because my mom died when I was little and my dad never came back, hell, I was never even really sure he even existed.

But despite that I live a pretty simple, but boring life, being dyslexic I always have trouble reading, so I have tutors like my history teacher Mr. Rowner (who's a guy in a wheelchair who looks like he could pass for a Viking with how much hair he's got on his face) to help, pretty sweet I know, but it doesn't make school any less boring.

My only friends are my foster brother Bennie, My foster sister Anna, and a disabled kid named Gabe Oakland. Yeah I'm pretty much a social no body. And that's not to say I'm bullied, no actually I just like to keep to myself, it's just a me thing I guess, but enough of that, back to what I was saying.

The day I found out I was a half blood was the weirdest fucking day of my life. And don't even get me started on all the weird things that were happening, like how on the way home Gabe was being all weird about three old ladies who were knitting, and when one cut a string short he gulped quite loudly. So yeah, I'm walking home with Gabe like I usually do, and he asks me.

"So, you figured out what you're going to do for summer?" He asked, still a little skittish after the whole thing with the old ladies.

I shook my head, shrugging. "Hell if I know Gabe, you?"

"Oh I'm going to a camp in upstate New York, a cousin of mine works there and he said they could use the work, wanna come?" He questioned.

I thought about it for about a New York minute, a summer camp, a place where I could meet some new people and get out of this stuffy old town? Maybe. "Sure, beats being here all summer anyway…"

Then there was a loud clang from behind us. I turned around and got ready for a fight, being that we lived in Queens, muggings were common, especially since we were right in the middle of Little China and little Italy, where the Chinese mafia and Italian Mafia have regular brawls with each other over territory, and also being part Greek and German, I tend to either get a pass or a swift kick in the ass. "Who's there?!" I yelled.

Then something came out of the alley across from us, and it wasn't a mobster or enforcer like I was expecting, it big and gray came out instead it was long, had five heads and looked butt ugly. Only one thought went through my mind at that moment, you didn't have to be a monsterology major to know what this thing was.

"Ah shit, it's a fucking hydra!" I yelled as me and Gabe ducked behind a parked mini van as the middle hydra head spewed fire at us. "Those things are real?!"

"And a lot of other stuff too!" Gabe said. "Come on, we gotta run!"

"No wait." I said as instinct took over and I spun my bracelet. Then it suddenly turned to liquid and it morphed into a six foot long silver staff, which had crescent shaped hooks on the large rectangular bladed ends, and had the same inscription on the handle.

"Nigel don't, it'll-" Gabe tried to say, but it was too late, I had already charged forward and started twirling my staff, whacking the hydra's heads and causing it to fall over, as it tried to get up, I chopped off the primary head, Then started going around and trying to do the same to the others. It fell to the ground with a thud, and when it tried to get back up as it tried to regenerate, I stabbed it through the heart, and something started to come out, invigorating me as it went through me. "Kill you…" Gabe finally finished.

I panted as the staff turned back into a bracelet. Gabe grabbed my arm as he dragged me to a bus station, we suddenly got on the bus and went to somewhere up state. After we got off at our stop, we started walking again.

"Where are we going?" I asked, still trying to process what the fuck just happened.

"Camp. It's the only place safe for you now, the Monsters know you're of age, they'll be searching for you." Gabe explained, taking off his hat, revealing a small set of horns.

"Whoa! You're...you're a satyr?" I gasped, recognizing his appearance from a book Mr. Rowner lent me once.

"Yeah." He nodded.

I raised my eyebrows. "Shit."

Then we came up at a place with a log wall surrounding a giant plot of land, and the sign just above the entrance had Greek writing on it that read: Camp Half-Blood. Whatever the hell that was.

"What is this place?" I asked as we walked in revealing a huge fucking camp ground.

"Nigel Jager, welcome to camp half blood." Gabe smiled.

also readers here's a link to the art of Nigel: neotamer101/art/Percy-Jackson-OC-Nigel-Jager-805665638