A/N: Hello, it's meee! So the SYOC is still open! I'd love to accept more OCs! However, the first chapter is right here! My friend SomethingAwesome will be joining us! Hooray~
SomethingAwesome: Why am I here?
Me: You're here because I said so! Hey! Bella! Get your arse over here!
Bella: Arse? What's an arse?
Me: Well, it's a Maze Runner term for-
SomethingAwesome: How about you just get started on the chapter, okay?
Me: Right! Bella, do the disclaimer!
Bella: What? Why me? Make Bobby do it!
Me: Fine! Bobby, do the disclaimer!
Bobby: No! Make Aden do it!
Me: Why? Fine, Aden, can you please do the disclaimer?
Aden: *sweet smile* Sure thing! VeryAmazing does not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus book series. Any confusion between her and Rick Riordan is unjustified and not to be taken seriously!
Me: Yay~ Aden, you're my favorite character now!
SomethingAwesome: This A/N is too long, Amazing.
Me: Crap that's right! Enjoy the chapter and please submit! (This chapter will be similar to the example I gave you guys. But that's how I want to start it.)
Everything is white.
She becomes aware of this with a jolt, not having realized it sooner. It is only when the startling brightness of the color begins to burn her eyes that she realizes just how white it truly is. She lifts her hand in front of her face, as if checking to make sure that she is still in color. Her tanned hand is in full color. She releases a breath she wasn't aware that she was holding.
She looks around, squinting against the light. She takes a step, finding that her legs are still functional. "Hello?" Her voice is soft and scratchy. "What is this?" The second time, her voice comes out clearly, and she can tell that it's there. "Where am I?" She doesn't get a response, and begins to panic. "Where am I? Where am I! Where am I?! Where am I?!" She screams those words over and over again until her voice gets hoarse.
She feels like falling to her knees and sobbing hopelessly until her eyes hurt. Instead, she calms down. "I've just gotta make it be normal!" She closes her eyes and concentrates. There's an ever familiar tug in her gut that makes her double over in pain. She stands when it ends, and a wave of water has hit the area. She controls it so that she does not get touched by the water. It spirals around her, dimming the light. The water seems to shatter her surroundings. Panic begins to rise in her chest as she is sent falling down into the darkness of oblivion.
Bella Colleen Brown opens her eyes with a gasp. Immediately, her hand flies to her throat in an awkward attemp to check if her voice is gone. She feels no difference (because even if her voice was gone, she wouldn't know from touching her throat) and sighs. A feeling of relief washes over her. Bella wipes her eyes, calming her beating heart. It was just a dream. She realizes. Ha! A dream! If Bella wasn't still partly spooked by the dream just presented before her, she'd laugh.
Bella stands and leaves the safe confines of the Poseidon cabin. She walks through the dark camp all the way to the cliff that the Big House is on. As expected, her best friend Bobby Smith sits on the cliff, her legs dangling off the edge. Next to her, her bronze sword lies, illuminating the area around her with a bronze glow. Without turning around, the daughter of Hermes speaks. "Bad dream?" Her voice is soft, despite the lack of wind and the silence. Bobby is dressed in a one-size-too-big Doctor Who t-shirt and pajama pants decorated with pineapples. Despite having been sleeping at one point in the night, Bobby's shoulder length brown hair isn't very messy. Bella guesses that she hadn't been sleeping very long before she came to sit in front of the big house.
"Yeah." Bella finds that her voice still works properly, despite all of the screaming done in her dream. "It's nothing." The daughter of Poseidon sits next to her best friend. "How about you?" Bobby shakes her head with a laugh.
"As always." Bella stares at her.
"Well, that's not good. Do you want to talk?" Bobby shakes her head, a goofy expression finding it's way to her face.
"Do you want to train?" Bella grins as well, her friend's grin contagious.
"Sure!"
Not so long story short: Bobby won every time. Bella sighs as she makes her way to breakfast. Most of the night was spent averting the harpies. But the girls had fun, and Bella supposes that all that matters. She takes her plate and sits down at the Poseidon table, hoping for food to appear. It does, and the daughter of Poseidon rises to give some food to the gods.
More than anything, Bella is tired. She wants to go back to her cabin and crash, or at least bug her sister while in bed. Unfortunately, the daughter of Poseidon in question is chatting animatedly with Bobby. So sleeping appears out of the question. Bella sighs. She looks down at her pancakes. These would be sooo much better were they blue... Bella's thoughts are cut short when somebody yells.
"Hey! I need a child of Apollo here right now!" It's a girl's voice. Bella ignores that fact and stands, running in that direction despite not being a child of Apollo. She runs over to the Apollo table first and grabs a random kid's arm. The kid yelps and drops her pancake, but she follows Bella without further discomfort. Kid... despite the fact that she's older than Bella. Bella is 12 years of age, whereas the girl presented before her looks to be about 16.
She sees two girls. One of them is lying on the ground, and the other appears to be trying (and failing) to treat whatever injury the first one has. Bella continues to run up the hill to them, but the daughter of Apollo (Bella recognized her as Arista Kisaragi) wrenched her elbow out of Bella's grasp and now runs up the hill of her own accord. Bella realizes that the girl kneeling is one of Bobby's friends, a blond with gray eyes, though the daughter of Poseidon doesn't remember her name. "I don't know her name, she just stumbled into camp borders as I was going to check on Peleus! She's bleeding here," she points at the unconscious girl's shoulder. "And here." The stomach. Bella pales, the sight and smell of blood making her queasy. Arista pushes past Bella and crouches next to the unconscious girl.
"She's still alive, she's just lost a bit of blood. It's a miracle she made it here in time." Despite being an inch shorter than Bella at 5'2, Arista has a certain responsibility in her eyes. "Right. You, Miami, was it?" Miami nods. "Help me get her to the infirmary. Bella, please explain to everybody what happened so they don't panic." As if on cue, people come up the hill. A girl who looks almost exactly like Miami (save the length of hair-Miami's is more at the middle of her back, the one approaching has shorter hair that reaches just past her blades) jogs up to them.
"What happened? What's wrong?" She notices the sleeping girl. Bella takes a moment to really observe the girl. Her brown hair is evenly cut and would go to the middle of her back was she not passed out on the floor. It's spread out under her, making a pretty fan. Her features are delicate, slightly tanned, and eyes closed. Her mouth hangs slightly open as she takes shallow breaths. She's dressed in a white sundress and has on a black jacket. Bella winces. That dress must have looked nice before it was ripped and stained with blood. She has a Japanese sword lying next to her. The unconscious girl is really pretty. Bella looks back up and tunes back in to the conversation.
"-Angle, why did you come running up here?" Miami asks her sister. She shoots Bella a look telling her to stop staring and go tell everybody what's going on. "We have everything under control." Bella doesn't care to hear the argument that may start between the daughters of Athena, so she turns and runs back down the hill. Bobby meets her at the foot.
"What happened?" Bobby asks. Bella shrugs.
"New camper. She'll be fine, though." Bobby nods.
"Everybody always makes such a big deal of it when it happens, though. It's not like new campers is uncommon. Which Satyr brought her?" Bella shakes her head.
"No, I know what the big deal is." Bobby looks at her funny, as if inquiring why her question hasn't been answered yet. "Well, she's kinda like Maggie and myself, except she didn't even have a sibling. She came here alone, without a Satyr."
A/N: Not really a dun dun dun moment... but yeah. I've decided I'm going to be doing this a bit differently. Instead of 2 chapters in Bella's point of view after this one, we're going to the next POV. This chapter was shorter than I intended, but this seemed like a good place to end it at.
SomethingAwesome: Amazing said that it would be nice if people submitted more OC's to this.
Bobby: And that it's okay to submit another one.
Me: Correct! So if you want to submit another, that would be fabu fabu. R&R, but more importantly, have a great day!