Heyy! Ok so thanks to everyone who read! But I have a secret. Reviews = chapters! SHOCKER, RIGHT? Anyway; I might not update for a couple of days cause (And yes, I am going into my social life a little) my friend and I….actually, he's not exactly my friend anymore….more of a…acquaintance? Yeah that works….anyway, him and I are not getting along lately and my BFF is his on and off again girlfriend I disapprove so I just don't talk to him when she's not around…..OK! I have bored you enough! ON WITH CHAPTER FOUR!

Disclaimer: Though I don't own PJO, I do own….you guessed it! All my OC's; you're mine!

Nate: Actually, you can't own a person…

Me: Nate?

Nate: Yes?

Me: Shut up

Peter: He's right though; we were based off of real people. Therefore; you do no—"

Me: *hits the twins with baseball bats*…..Hehehehehe

Mori's POV

Honestly, you'd think that when I finally get claimed; they would be happy for me. But, no! Instead, Nate talks as though he's announcing my funeral! I mean what's with that anyway? So my dad is god of the dead; big whoop.

"That…that's impossible!" Peter exclaims.

"What?" I ask, confused.

Seven demigods start talking at once.

"This is logically impossible!"

"How?"

"I'm confused,"

"He has….but….how…"

"What's Reis gonna think?"

"Cool,"

"SHUT UP!" Can you guess who yelled that one? Not me, of course…maybe.

"Will someone please explain what the Hades is going on here?" I exclaim.

Peter stutters, "Thanatos….he's never had a daughter before. At camp….we have about five sons. Not one daughter."

I ask, "Who's Reis?" (A/N: It's pronounced like Reese,)

Chase sighs. "He's one of your brothers; he's also the cabin leader,"

"Okay…"

Nate sighs. "Look, Mori. I don't think you get just how rare you are! No daughter of Thanatos has ever been at camp…No wonder so many monsters want you!" He says suddenly. "You're rare and probably very powerful!"

I snort at that. "Yeah, right, Nate. I'm probably as powerful as a doorknob. There's no way."

Peter shakes his head. "How are you with plants?" He asks randomly. He tells Marissa to grow a flower. She does; a lily.

"Mori, go to it," He tells me. A foot away, the flower starts to lose its color. Half a foot, it's withering. By the time my converse is two inches away, it's dead. My mouth forms a huge O.

Marissa just frowns at her now dead flower. I smile sheepishly.

"So," Trip says. "You can…kill people?"

Nate shrugs. "Maybe. If she can kill a plant; who knows?"

I roll my eyes again. "Thanks for the tip, Nate. Gods, why don't I just walk up to someone and say: Hi, my name's Mori. I can kill things. Wanna play?"

"No, of course not. That would be stupid." Zena says smugly. I shoot her my best death glare and she cringes. Ha-ha; death glare. Get it?

"Mori," Carrie warns.

"Fine." I say, defeated. "I'll be good…for now," Carrie shoots me a look, which I promptly ignore.

Chase rolls his eyes. "We need to get to camp. Now. Zena, take Stella and Kennady and light travel; Rissy, take Scott and the twins and root travel; Dallas; take Trip and use your watch. I'll tale Mori and Carrie." They all nod in agreement.

Zena takes Stella and Kennady under a dim street lamp. In a bright flash, they're gone. Rissy takes Scott and the twins over to the grass. They dissolve into the bushes. Dallas grabs Trip's arm and presses a button on his stop watch. They vanish.

Chase takes both mine and Carrie's hands. He pulls us over to the grass and we dissolve into the bushes, just like Rissy did.

Here's a hint: if you don't like getting dirty, having leaves in your hair, and feeling as if you were being sucked down to Gaia knows where, do not root travel.

In other words, when we reappeared at the edge of some random forest, Carrie stood, shocked, I was jumping up and down going, "Again! Again! Again!" Sadly, I was forced to stop when Scott clamped a hand down over my mouth.

He said, "Can someone tell us where the heck we are? Cause I for one am, very— OW! Mori! You bit me!"

I nod. "Way to go, Sherlock." Stella laughs.

"Why did you do that?" Scott asks me.

I shrug. "It was your fault. You knew I would've bitten you. Therefore, it's your fault."

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"IS NOT!"

"IS. TOO!"

"Oh my gods! Shut the Hades up!" Stella screams. Only then do I notice the crowd of kids that had gathered around to watch the immature fight between Scott and me.

"Is not," Scott grumbles. I lunge at him; he has enough sense to run. I chase him around the place, having no idea where I going until I chase him to this big dining place with no roof. I chase hi around dozens of tables with confused kids eating and watching us.

But, I'm faster than Scott and tackle him as he tries to make a run for it. I pin his arms behind his back. "Say it," I order.

He groans. "My fault." He says. I smile and get off of him. Muttering to himself he slowly gets up and sticks his tongue out at me. I do the same.

All the kids watching us stare in a way that says Wow, these kids are nuts. I personally found it quite amusing.

Chase and the others come running up, panting. "There you guys are! We've been looking all over the place for you!" He says. I laugh.

"Yeah well, I won. He's slow and was very stupid to run away from the captain of the track team,"

Marissa cocks her head. "You are?"

I nod. "Number one runner in New York,"

"Yeah, yeah. You're so awesome." Scott says.

I smile. "Yup," I pop the P.

A kid about a year older than me, about fourteen or fifteen, stands up from a pitch black table and walks over. He has dark brown hair, pale skin, and black eyes; just like me. Marissa smiles and turns to me. "This is Reis,"

I nod to him while Chase sprints over to a dude with a horses' ass. No, I'm not joking. His top half was human and was wearing an orange t-shirt that read, Camp Half-Blood. His bottom half was a white horse.

He was a centaur.

"Attention!" He calls out. "It appears we have some new campers." Chase whispers something in his ear and he says, "Scott Callister, son of Hermes; Carrie Spear and Kennady Harvings, daughters of Athena; Trip Brokaw, son of Ares; Stella Monu, daughter of Apollo; and Morisana-" I flinch at my full name. "-Crasse, daughter of…" He trails off and looks back at Chase, who nods his head. "Morisana Crasse," He continues. "Daughter of Thanatos."

Almost immediately, whispers ring out. Reis, the boy from the black table yells, "SHUT IT!" Everyone does. I swear you could hear a pin drop. He turns to me and holds out his hand. "I'm Reis, son of Thanatos. And uh…I guess your brother." I shake his hand.

Chiron, the centaur, tells Scott and the others where their tables are and what not. Reis leads me over to where three other boys sit. They all look like me: dark brown hair, pale skin, and black eyes. Reis introduces them as Aeron, Drake, and Adrian.

I started talking to them and learned that we were a lot alike. Drake had lost his mom in a car accident, too. Adrian was living with his uncle since his mom left for a vacation in Vegas and never came back. Aeron and Reis had both been runaways before camp. They're all year-rounders.

Adrian even had some blue hair!

Everything was going great. That is…until a certain daughter of Aphrodite shows up.

And that's it! Ok so thanks for reading! I'm already started on the next chapter yay!

PS: So I wanna know what you guys think the daughter of Aphrodite's name should be. She used to be friends with Mori, but then she became a total bit-….hag when she went to camp. She talks about the night her mom beat her and stuff (before she was a hag, Mori told her everything) and Mori runs off into the woods, etc. So, just tell me what you think that name should be:)

Also, Reis, Aeron, Drake, and Adrian's last names, if you would!

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