Okay, so seeing as how many people responded to whether or not this series should remain a OC/Silena pairing or add one, two or three girls toi it, I've decided to put up a poll to determine whether the story will remain an OC/Silena or one of the other options. You readers have four choices;
1. OC x Silena
2. OC x Silena x Thalia
3. OC x Silena x Thalia x Zoe
4. OC x Silena x Thalia x Zoe x Bianca
The poll will remain open until I've completed Sea of Monsters, so that'll be a long time to vote, as I don't think I'll get to working on Sea of Monsters until the beginning of 2024, well maybe it won't be posted until then... can't be sure. But know you readers have enough time to vote and whichever one gets the most will determine the pairing of the series.
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I only own the OC Damian Redgrave.
Damian stirred upon feeling the brightness of the sun strike his face, causing his expression to scrunch and he turned away with a quiet groan. While mentally debating how he's going to put the sun out for good, the son of Dante opened his eyes and blinked when he saw he was on a bed he did not remember getting into. Then he looked up at the ceiling, a ceiling he did not recognize, before it all came back to him.
Montauk, Grover being a Satyr, them being pursued by the Minotaur, Sally's...
Damian closed his eyes with a shudder before opening them and sitting up. He took a look around, spotting his sword against the wall, and his gun holsters hung up beside it. He was in what appeared to be an infirmary, at least it looked like that. As the memories of last night continued to rage through his head, he remembered him and Percy killing the Minotaur... then the voice of a girl, a very pretty girl... with raven hair and dark blue eyes.
He shook his head and took in the rest of his surroundings, his eyes coming to a stop to the left of him when he saw Percy lying in a similar bed to his own, being fed some strange substance by a girl with blonde hair around Percy's age.
"Dammit, what was stolen?" She was muttereding to herself.
"You know, talking to yourself is a sign of madness." Damian commented, causing the girl to jump and whirl around with a startled look on her face. Damian got a good look at her now.
She was indeed around Percy's age, maybe the exact same age, but maybe a couple of inches taller, had curly blonde hair, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what one thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take someone down in a fight.
For clothing, she wore an orange shit that said 'CAMP HALF-BLOOD' on the front, which Damian thought sounded really offensive, and she also wore blue jeans, along with a pair of white sneakers.
"Don't scare me like that." She said in a scolding tone before frowning. "You shouldn't be up for another day or two after the hit you took, let alone fully healed."
Damian sat up, grunting as he stretched his arms and felt the stiff joints poip. He gave the girl a dry look. "I find your lack of faith disturbing."
The girl raised a brow. "Quoting Star Wars? Really?"
Damian shrugged with a smirk. "Hey, Darth Vader's cool and gets the best lines." He threw the bed covers off him, seeing he was still clad in the pyjamas from the night before. "You wouldn't happen to have clean clothes around, would you?"
The girl nodded and pointed to a pile of familiar clothing neatly folded on a nearby chair. "Chiron went to the cabin you were at and got some clothes for you and your friend. Though I wouldn't get used to it, you'll be wearing whate everyone else is wearing." She gestured to her orange shirt.
Damian scoffed lightly. "Yeah, not my style. Now, if you wouldn't mind stepping out while I get changed."
About six minutes later, Damian was freshly dressed in his black shirt with a silhouette of a wolf howling before the moon on the front, dark blue jeans, black converse, and a stylish black jacket. Now fully dressed, he stepped out to join the girl on the porch and got a good look at the outside. They were on a huge porch, with a meadow of green hills in the distance.
"Will Percy be alright?" Damian asked as he stood next to the girl.
"Yes, he just needs some rest. He'll be up by tomorrow." The girl said.
Damian nodded then outstretched his hand. "Damian Redgrave. Nice to meet you."
The girl looked at him slightly as if she was studying him before a smile made its way to her face and she shook his hand. "I'm Annabeth Chase. It's nice to meet you too."
Damian nodded then looked around. "So, Annabeth, mind telling me where I am?"
"You're at Camp Half-Blood." Annabeth replied before she stepped off the porch,m gesturing for him to follow. "Come on, I'll take you to Chiron and Mr. D. They'll explain things more clearer for you."
"If you say so." Damian said, following her.
As they walked, with Damian taking in the surroundings, Annabeth piped up again. "You and your friend caused quite a ruckus last night. Woke up most of the camp."
Damian gave her a look. "Yeah, well, we were busy defending ourselves from Pasiphaë's son."
"You know your Greek history." Annabeth said, looking impressed.
"My dad told me to read up on it when I was younger. It became a favourite subject for me to read before bedtime." Damian said with a small smile, "Plus, in school I'd always go to the library to read books on Greek Mythology because of how interested I was in it."
"What about your mother?" Annabeth asked. The question came out like it would in an interrogation, but Damian felt comfortable around this girl so he let it slide. She was only curious.
"Never met her." Damian shook her head. "Dad said she left when I was young."
Annabeth hummed as they continued to walk. As they did so, Annabeth took in his appearance, namely the features. 'With the white hair, I'd figure he was a son of Khione, but the eyes... I've never seen anyone with silver eyes before. The features don't match anyone else's, so it's hard to solve who his mother is.'
Damian's breath hitched as he took in the view before him and around him. The valley that came into view rolled all the way up to the water. It seemed to almost glitter in the distance. The landscape was dotted with small buildings that looked like Ancient Greek architecture, with an open-air pavilion, an amphitheatre, and a circular arena. The strange thing was that they all looked brand new, the bright white columns shining in the sun.
In a nearby sandspit, many high school kids and satyrs were playing volleyball. Canoes glided across a lake. Kids in bright orange tee-shirts were chasing each other around a cluster of cabins below. Some shot targets at archery ranges. Others rode horses- which had wings- down a wooded trail.
"Woah..." Damian said softly.
Annabeth chuckled at his expression. "That's everyone's first reaction to seeing this place. Come on, we're almost there."
Down at the end of the porch, two men sat across from each other at a card table. The blonde haired girl who'd spoon-fed him strawberry cheesecake-flavoured pudding was leaning on the porch rail next to them.
The man facing them was small, but plump. He had a red nose, watery eyes and curly hair so black it seemed purple. He looked like your average gambler, yet Jakob knew right away that he was a god. He wore a tiger-pattern Hawaiian shirt.
"That's Mr. D," Annabeth murmured. "He's the camp director. Be polite. And there's Chiron, though I think you'll know him by another name.
She pointed at the guy who had their back to them.
"Mr. Brunner?" Damian asked in surprise, causing the man to look over at them before he smiled.
"Damian, my boy. It's good to see you up and moving." He said, wheeling over to them. "I thought you'd be out for another day. You heal quickly."
"I get that a lot." Damian shrugged.
"You have questions, no doubt. Come, take a seat." Mr. Brunner offered, gesturing to one of the empty seats at the table. "Here, I am known as Chiron. Mr. Brunner is an alias."
"Right." Damian nodded as he took a seat.
Chiron looked to his right and shouted. "Grover! Come here please!"
Damian looked over and saw Grover sprinting towards him and noticed that he had a shoe box in his hand. His running with his goat legs made him as fast as a track star since he left a small trail of dust behind him.
"Damian!" He said putting the box down before giving the teen a hug. "It's good to see you up and about."
"Thanks Grover. Good to see your okay. You gave us quite a scare when the car went over." Damian said.
"Damian." Chiron said as Damian took a seat around the table." I would like to introduce you to the camp director, Mr. D."
Damian looked over and looked at the other man who was sat around the table with a coke can in his hand. He was small, but plump. He had a red nose, watery eyes and curly hair so black it seemed purple. He looked like your average gambler, yet Damian knew right away that he was a god. He wore a tiger-pattern Hawaiian shirt
"Right, right, well welcome to camp, I guess." Mr. D said with very little care in his voice.
"Thank you for bringing him, Annabeth." Chiron said, getting a nod from the blonde-haired girl, who gave Damian one last look before she sprinted off the porch.
Damian watched her go before he turned to Chiron and Mr. D. "Okay, so last night we're attacked by Pasiphaë's son, Grover turns out to be a Satyr, and now I'm in a camp known as Camp Half-Blood which really sounds offensive by the way, am I getting this right?"
Chiron and Grovger nodded while Mr. D let out a burp.
"Right..." Damian nodded then looked at Chiron. "Alright, give it to me straight. No watered down version or anything like that. Trust me, I can take it."
Chirion nodded. "Very well. First off, Damian, you are not an ordinary person. You may have believed all your life that you are just a normal, mortal. But you are something more. You... are a demigod."
Damian raised a brow. 'Well, he's not wrong on me not being an ordinary person as my dad is half demon, but a demigod?'
"Gods—the forces you call the Greek gods—are very much alive." Chiron continued. "However, they aren't based in Greece like you'd think. There is Mount Olympus in Greece. And then there's the home of the gods, the convergence point of their powers, which did indeed used to be on Mount Olympus. It's still called Mount Olympus, out of respect to the old ways, but the palace moves, Damian, just as the gods do."
Damian nodded in understanding. "And now they're based in America?"
"Well, certainly. The gods move with the heart of the West." Chiron nodded. "What you call 'Western civilization.' Do you think it's just an abstract concept? No, it's a living force. A collective consciousness that has burned bright for thousands of years. The gods are part of it. You might even say they are the source of it, or at least, they are tied so tightly to it that they couldn't possibly fade, not unless all of Western civilization were obliterated. The fire started in Greece. Then, as you well know—or as I hope you know, since you passed my course—the heart of the fire moved to Rome, and so did the gods. Oh, different names, perhaps—Jupiter for Zeus, Venus for Aphrodite, and so on—but the same forces, the same gods."
Damian hummed. "So the Greek Gods are still around to this day, and let me guess; they come down to Earth to hook up with mortals because they can't keep it in their pants or know how to pull out."
His words got a chuckle all around, even from Mr. D.
"Very... apt way of putting it." Chiron said with a chuckle. "As for this camp... this camp is a safe haven for demigods, children of the Greek Gods, to come and train to defend themselves. From time to time, even a quest is issued though one has not been issued for some time. For many, Camp Half-Blood is a place that many have come to call their home due to not being able to live in the mortal world because of their scent which attract monsters, just like the one you encountered last night or they simply don't have anyone to go back to."
Damian exhaled as he leaned back in his chair. "Well, that's something to take in."
"Most have trouble beliving it at first but they come to accept it." Chiron said.
"So, the Greek Gods still exist in this modern day, and I'm the son of one of them?" Damian asked, getting nods from Chiron and Grover. "Well, then it's definitely my mother since I've been raised by my father and he said mom had to go away on family business."
"Then your mother is one of the Goddesses." Chiron mused, mentally trying to connect the dots as to who Damian's mother was just from his appearance but nothing came to mind. "I must say, Damian, you're taking this rather well."
"Well, to be honest... I'm used to strangeness. Been used to it my whole life. Plus I always knew I wasn't ordinary, but I never knew I was a demigod." Damian said with a frown. "Since we're being honest here, I'll be honest too. My dad and I aren't completely human, well my dad isn't fully human. He's half demon."
"Demon?" Mr. D looked up at this, now interested.
Damian nodded. "My grandfather was a demon while my grandmother was a human. They had twin sons, my dad whose name is Dante, and my uncle Vergil but he's... not around. Me, my dad and my adoptive aunts Lady and Trish are demon hunters, sworn to killing demons that pop up in the world and harm innocents."
"Of course those freakish monsters still pop up." Mr. D scoffed as he summoned a glass of wine and reached to drink it.
"Mr. D, your restrictions." Chiron warned.
Mr. D looked at the wine and feigned surprise.
"Dear me." He looked at the sky and yelled, "Old habits! Sorry!"
Thunder rumbled in the air.
Mr. D waved his hand again, and the wineglass changed into a fresh can of Diet Coke. He sighed unhappily, popped the top of the soda, and went back to his card game.
Chiron winked at Damian. "Mr. D offended his father a while back, took a fancy to a wood nymph who had been declared off-limits."
Damian stared at Mr. D, realizing he was a god, and soon came to the conclusion of which one he was. "You're Dionysus, the God of Wine and son of Zeus."
Mr. D nodded while looking a little impressed. "Correct. Nice to see not all demigods are idiots when they first arrive."
"Well, I studied Greek Mythology hard thanks to my dad." Damian said.
"Smart."
"I think that concludes explanations." Chiron said with a clap of his hands before looking at Grover. "Grover, why don't you give Damian a tour of the camp and show him where he'll be staying for now."
"Sure Chiron." Grover said while picking up the shoe box.
What's in the box?" Damian asked curiously.
"Oh!" Grover's eyes widened as he put the box down and opened it, revealing the horn of the Minotaur that he took off the beast. "I went back to the site where you and Percy defeated Mr. bullman. This one is yours, Percy will get the other one. It's a spoil of war."
"Sweet." Damian said as he picked up the horn and looked it over before putting it back. "Thanks Grover.
"Well, it's the least I could do since you and Percy got me here. I should have protected you but I failed." Grover's head looked down but Chiron clasped him on the shoulder.
"You did a good job Grover. That is two more you have bought to safety." He assured him.
"It should have been five." He whispered causing Chiron to get a sad look on his face. "Come on, Damian. I'm sure you're eager to see the rest of the camp."
"Yeah, I am." Damian said as he followed Grover before stopping to look at the other two. "Nice meeting you, Dionysus, God of Wine, and Chiron, trainer of Heroes." He tipped an imaginary hat to them before following Grover.
Chiron chuckled. "Smart boy. He doesn't miss a thing."
"I can't decipher who his parent is." Mr. D said with a frown. "His white hair makes me think of Khione, but his eyes... they remind me of someone but... nah, it's impossible if she's his mother..."
Grover showed Damian much of the camp like the strawberry fields, volleyball court, the nearby lake, the forest that was stocked with creatures, the lunch area, and finally he showed him the cabins.
"Alright Damian, these are the camp cabins where all campers stay while here. There are twelve cabins, one for each Olympian. Though Hera's is there to honour her." Grover explained to the Demon Hunter.
"And let me guess, same with Zeus and Poseidon." Damian said, getting a nod from Grover. "Suppose it'll do me well to know whose cabin is who's."
"Well, the first cabin is Zeus." Grover said, pointing at a cabin that can only be described as a marble building looking like a mausoleum, with heavy columns. The big bronze double doors are polished in such a way to provide a 'holographic' effect of lightning bolts passing across. It also thunders all the time. It is described as looking like a bank.
"Well... that's quite a design for a cabin." Damian said.
He looked at the second cabin, Hera's, which looked like a marble, formal-looking building, graceful with slim columns garlanded with pomegranates and flowers. It is done similarly to her husband, Zeus' cabin except smaller. However, Hera's cabin is more graceful, having slimmer columns with pomegranates and flowers around them. The walls also have images of peacocks carved on them, as well as the doors.
"Guess nobody's allowed in there." He stated.
"Unless they want to be turned into an animal or faced with Hera's wrath, no." Grover said. "Her wrath is quite... legendary."
Damian snorted. "Yeah, the stories are quite detailed about her wrath like when she tried to kill Hercules."
"There's Poseidon's cabin, another one that remains empty and is only there to honour the God of the Sea." Grover said.
The Poseidon cabin is a long, low building with windows facing the ocean. The cabin is made from rough sea stone, pieces of coral and seashell embedded into the outside walls, and a trident with a big bronze number 3 over the door.
"I see." Damian said and they moved on.
"Next, we have Demeter's cabin." Grover said, pointing to the cabin that s covered in flowers and tomato plants grow on the walls and doorway. Wildflowers and roses grow on the porch. It has a real grass roof. The cabin is colored a light shade of brown.
"Not bad." Damian complimented
"Next, we have... Ares' cabin." Grover said with a sigh as he gestured to a cabin that is badly painted red and has a large boar's head over the door with barbed wire on the roof. There have been mentions of the cabin being lined with land mines. Rock music is constantly blaring from it.
The next cabin they spotted is a gray building with plain white curtains and a design of an owl over the door.
"That's Athena's Cabin. where Annabeth stays." Grover said.
"So she's the daughter of Athena." Damian stated more than asked, getting a nod from Grover.
The next cabin was made of solid gold and made to glow during the daytime - it's hard to tell if the gold is reflecting light or generating it.
"That's Apollo's cabin." Grover said, pointing at it. Then he pointed at the next cabin that is silver in colour and had silver curtains showing through the windows. On the outside there was intricate vine-like design as well as animals like stags and wolves decorated on them. On the front door there was a symbol of a bow and a crescent moon."And that is Artemis' cabin, but no one save for her Hunters goes in there."
Damian was barely listening as he stared at the cabin. Out of all the cabins, this one caught his attention and it was the most beautiful out of them all. Damian got closer to the cabin. He reached his hand out and was about to touch the cabin before Grover's hand shot onto his wrist.
"I seriously would not do that if I were you. Lady Artemis hates all men and is one of the three virgin goddesses, so I would not touch or go near this cabin unless you have a death wish. Lady Artemis has a habit of turning males into jackelopes." Grover warned.
Damian nodded. "You mentioned her Hunters?"
"Yeah, the Hunters of Artemis. They are Lady Artemis' group of all-female warriors who swore off love and hunt with her. Since she has no kids, it only makes sense her Hunters would stay in her cabin but they don't come here that often. When they do... yeah, it's best to stay out of their way whenever they appear next time." Grover said, wincing as he remembered the last time the Hunters were at Camp.
It had not been pretty.
"Sounds like a group of girls who are badasses." Damian hummed, causing Grover to look at him like he was crazy.
"Okay, let's move on." Grover said, pushing Damian away from the cabins though he quickly explained that Damian would stay in the Hermes cabin, which was overcrowded due to unclaimed demigods. It was where those who are unclaimed for the moment go... until their claimed. However, some are left unclaimed for so long that it made Damian wonder if his mother would claim him.
Grover spotted something and pointed at it. "Oh, forgot to say, there's the stables."
Damian looked over at the stables and his eyes widened when he saw someone was there. It wasn't the Pegasi that caught his attention, it was the girl among them. When Damian got a good look at her, he saw raven black hair that flowed to a stop midway down her back., was wearing the camp's orange shirt and a blue skirt that stopped a few inches above her knees.
'That's the girl from last night...' Damian thought, taking a step to go and introduce himself and at least thank the girl for last night when Grover caught his attention again.
"Well, that's about it man, that's the gist of the camp. I should get back to Chiron and then check in on Percy."
Damian nodded. "Sure I think I might keep looking around if that's okay. You know get a lay of the land."
"Sure that's no problem. I'll see you later. Find me if you have any questions or anything." Grover said before he sprinted away back through the strawberry fields.
As Grover ran off, Damian looked around the area wrapping his head around everything he had heard today. One thing was for certain though... the next time he saw his father, he was going to punch him so hard for not telling him about this, that his mother was a goddess.
He turned his head and once again he found himself staring at cabin eight. There was something about that cabin that made him feel drawn too it. It was just like what he felt back in the museum with the statue to Artemis. It was a little mind boggling for Damian.
'Artemis, a woman that hates men yet the stories make her sound like one helluva badass. Dad would love her... though I doubt it would be mutual.' Damian thought with an amused snort at the thought of his dad becoming a jackelope. He shook his head, deciding to push these thoughts to the back of his mind. It's best he doesn't try and upset a goddess that has a low opinion on men.
"Hey let go!"
Damian was brought out of his thoughts when he heard shouting that he thought came from a girl and it sounded close by. He looked around before he saw, just at the edge of the strawberry field, two boys wearing blood red shirts with camo jackets had boxed in a younger girl who looked around eleven. All that Damian could make out from her was that she had brown hair.
When he saw them snatch the basket the girl was carrying and put it high in the air out of her reach, Damian started to walk over with the intention of teaching both boys a lesson.
"Give it back. Those strawberries are supposed to be sent off in a couple of days." The girl said but the two boys who towered above her just snickered and were using their size to intimidate her. Both boys looked around 13-14 but were a very chunky looking. Damian couldn't tell whether it was from too much muscle or too much fat. But both had baby like faces.
"You think we care weakling. Why don't you try and fight us? Maybe we will give you them back then." Ugly number one said causing them both to laugh and the girls eyes began to water.
"Hey jackasses!"
The boys and the girl turned and saw Damian standing there.
"Who the hell are you? Can't you see we're a little busy?!" Jackass #1 growled.
"Busy? Right, all I see is a bunch of overgrown monkeys picking on somebody younger than them." Damian snorted before his expression turned deadly serious. If you want to bully someone. try it with me and see where it gets you... unless you're chickens."
"Chicken? CHICKEN! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING CHICKEN?!" Jackass #2 said as he ran towards Damian. He brought his fist back with the intention of pummelling Damian but Damian just casually side stepped.
"Too slow." He commented before he drove his knee into the stomach of jackass #2, causing him to lurch forward then Damian brought his elbow down into the back of the jackass's head, sending him to the ground. A swift kick to the face knocked him out. Damian then turned to jackass #1. "You wanna try?"
"Grr..." Jackass #1 growled before he charged with a war cry, getting a raised eyebrow from Damian before he started casually sidestepping the punches thrown at him.
"Slow." Damian commented while sidestepping a punch. "Sloppy." He sidestepped right to avoid another. "Sad!" He ducked to avoid the next then delivered an uppercut to the idiot's jaw with enough force to send him off his feet and onto his back. However, he had also been holding the basket oif strawberries which sent them flying into the air.
Casually, and without looking, Damian caught the basket and then caught the strawberries in the basket before approaching the girl whose eyes had widened in awe at the way he took out the two boys.
"Here you go." Damian said, handing her the basket.
"Thank you." She said with a slight blush on her cheeks. "I've never seen you before. Is this your first time at camp?"
"First day, yeah." Damian nodded. "Just got here last night after a little ruckus. Finished getting a tour of the place when I saw what was happening overe her, so I thought I'd step in and handle the situation. I hate bullies."
"Well, you sure handled it." The girl giggled. "Ares' kids always pick on others. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Katie Gardener, daughter of Demeter."
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Damian Redgrave, son of unknown." He said making her giggle a little. He got a better look at her. She had leaf green eyes and mild tanned skin. She wore the usual orange shirt but had a dark green skirt that went just above her knees and wore green converses. "So, how long have you been claimed?"
"A few days ago actually. It always depends on the god, but my mother's one of the few who claims her child as soon as they cross the barrier into camp." Katie explained. "From what some of my older siblings have explained, mom is very protective of her children. But don't worry, I'm sure you'll be claimed soon."
"KATIE" a voice called and both turned to see a boy half way down in the strawberry field shout to her. He was telling her they had to take the strawberries they picked to the big house to get ready for shipping.
"I have to go. Thank you for helping me again. I would really like to be your friend since you helped me. I'll see you soon, Damian." she said giving him a quick hug before running off swaying her basket full of strawberries.
"No problem." He said smiling. He felt like he just made a new friend in camp which made him feel pretty good inside since, currently, his only friends were really Percy and Grover.
So he spent the next couple of hours looking around the camp, making sure he knew where everything was. He went down to the beach only for a group of women with elfish feature to flirt with him. It made him feel pretty uncomfortable so he high tailed it out of there, leaving the girls there a little disappointed.
If Dante had been here, he'd be teasing the hell out of his son for getting the attention of gorgeous women.
As the sun began to set among the camp, Damian had walked up onto the hill and sat underneath the giant tree and watched as the sun began to set. The orange yellow colours from the sunset lit showed the camp in a beautiful light and reflected and glimmered of the ocean and rivers.
As the day began to change into night, a horn bellowed out but Damian thought nothing of it.
"Here you are, Damian." Damian whipped his head around to see Chiron galloping over now in his centaur form. Damian had to whistle in amazement. His horse half was white in color with a few scar that in various places on his horse half. No doubt from training past heroes and fighting in battles.
"I trust Grover gave you the tour?" He asked, getting a nod of confirmation from Damian. "That's good. Come, the horn that went off was to let people know dinner was ready. We are heading over to the dining pavilion. That's where Mr. D will introduce you to everyone. You and Percy have caused quite the stir and many are interested in meeting you."
"Yeah I bet." He muttered to himself as he and Chiron made their way down the hill.
And that's it for this chapter. Damian got an explanation that he's a demigod, that his mother is a goddess though nobody can connect the dots on who she is, but Dionysus suspects but wrote it off since it's impossible. Next, Damian got a tour of the camp, stopped a couple of bullies and made a new friend. Not a bad first day to be honest.
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