Disclaimer:

Me: Oh come on just this once?

Rick Riordan: No.

Me: You have to do more than that to get me to stop bugging you.

Rick: HEY ZEUS!

Me: No, okay I'll do it!

Rick: Say it then.

Me: I, Daughterofbast154 do not own PJO, HoO or Kane Chronicles.

Elizabeth POV

I was in trouble with the gods, again. "Do you know how embarrassing it is to be the god of thieves and have your wallet stolen?" Hermes asked. I retorted, "You of all people, gods, and monsters alike should know to keep your possessions secure." I crossed my arms and looked at Zeus, my glare meeting his. I even went far enough to lift my chin. Honestly, I was terrified. This god's realm was basically my worst nightmare. When the gods met me, they made the mistake of looking at me with pity. Except for Artemis and Athena, they just nodded at me. I hate pity. Now, a word about me. I am a typical 12 year old girl with freckles and acne all over my nose. I have a large rebellious streak that I get into trouble with a lot. Like starting to rant about children being able to shape their own futures in the middle of a government building. I have brown hair with golden highlights, hazel eyes that turn gold when I'm either real mad or I'm about to do something rebellious. I have ADHD and currently have an obsession with snapping my fingers. My name is Elizabeth Flock. Don't say a word about my last name or you'll regret it. Trust me, you just don't mess with someone who gets A's on her report card every time in science and enjoys pranks and revenge. My weapons are: My brain, two hunting knives, and a shield. So anyway, my eyes probably just turned gold, 'cause Zeus flinched. A smile plays on my lips. Athena clears her throat, and I take the scowl off my face. Zeus says, "Your punishment is to spend the summer at Camp Half-Blood." Are you kidding me? That's where Percy Jackson lives! He banished dad to Tartarus! I thought. This will be an interesting, if not fatal, summer.

Percy POV

"Percy," Chiron says, "Don't tell anyone, but there is a new camper coming." "Why is that so bad?" I ask. "Percy, this is the daughter of the enemy. The original enemy." Chiron says darkly.

Before I can think that over, Grover bursts into the Big House, and pants, "Chiron, she's here."

Chiron exits, and I follow. At the top of the hill, there is a girl with freckles, hazel eyes, and brown hair. There seems to be gold highlights in her hair, but I don't think that's possible. She is chewing gum, and has a backpack slung over her shoulder. She looks me over and snorts. "So this is the Hero of Olympus?" she asks. "Yeah, and?" I ask. "The way my folk talk about you, I was expecting devil horns or somthin'."she replies, "Elizabeth Flock." She holds out her hand and we shake hands. " So where are you from?"I ask. Probably from California. I thought. "Nashville, Tennessee." she replies. We walk, and I give her a tour. As we pass the Hades cabin, she makes a choking noise. I turn and see that she is looking at Robert Davis, newest resident to the Hades cabin. I don't know what she might see in him. He has a 'Spock' haircut, and really didn't do much but look at an old yearbook. Suddenly she has materialized behind him. "'Sup Spock Jr.?" she teased. His eyes widen and he spins around.