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when he came back he was socked and 発言しました "percy truth または dare" i wanted to be メリダとおそろしの森 and 発言しました "dare" nico smiled and 発言しました "..........."
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    "i dare あなた to キッス ..........CLARISSA!!" WHAT! CLARISSA!! NICO I'M GOIN TO KILL あなた SOON!!! i shock my head no and took off out the door. when i came back chris was there. i smiled no one knew that chris likes clarissa. i sat down and saw that the dauter of the 愛 goddes was gone with the son of hepetruies were too....

I was born here. I was raised here. I was loved here. I tortured here. I killed here. I am leaving here.
I thought my mother, Circe, loved me. She truly seemed to care. When I was younger, I saw her turn my father into a pig. That night, we feasted on ham and bacon. She had erased the incident from my mind, but it had returned. Everything came rushing back a few years ago, when I saw her turn a boy, about my age, named Percy Jackson, into a guinea pig. She took him and his girlfriend, Annabeth, away from each other, and attempted to turn Annabeth into a shrew. I was skilled enough to turn myself...

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The Dark warrior
Found my life

I seen fog, darkness, but it wasn’t night, no if it was night I would feel at ease, I always felt good at night. Relaxing, my dad told my last night about Greek myths, yes he told me, his nine 年 old daughter that she was half Greek god. He had been drinking that night to so I figured he was just crazy, he never had anything to do with me, I was just, Here. He slept through the 日 and was up at night. He name is Dreke Fiser. I was done with him, I couldn’t take it, and I’m glad I left, for I found the best place in the world...

With back packs in hand Nico jumped onto my back.

"Okay, my beautiful griffin, will あなた fly me to...uh where do あなた think Jesslyn is?" Nico 発言しました as I pushed up off the ground with my new muscles and feathered wings.

"Want me to use the necklace?" I squawked out loud. Grover taught me how to speak English through animal language.

Nico nodded his head and I reached in under my feathers for the diamond pendant. I held it tight in my talons and whispered, "Take us to the hiding place of Kronos's ghost...."

Suddenly, the same hug tornado of 虹 Colors（色） twisted around us. Nico slipped off my back...

My name is Savannah I am the daughter of Hades
the god of the underworld. I am 14 years old and have been chased によって monster since I was 6. Thats when my mother died but before she died she told me that I was a half blood and the daughter of hades and to run untell I find other half bloods that would help me out. So I have looked every where and now I have found other half bloods....

A few weeks before........

I was getting on a train to new york when everything went wrong. I sat down on a chair and pulled my brown curly hair back into a ポニー tail and pulled my フード up over my hair. The train...

We rushed back to our shared dorm and Arylynn explained what Whitney said.By the end of the disscution,I learned two things.One,we were going to some kind of camp.Two,I was sick of packing like a army trooper.Just as we were walking out,Whitney was coming in."You know あなた will have to make the escape at night?"Whitney explained."Alrigth!"Arylynn 発言しました super reluctantly."Don't worry,Arylynn,the 日 will fly by,I promise!"I told her.How could I be so sure?
Since a cannibal giant attacked me,anything was possible."Ok,Cece,I believe you!"Arylynn said.It felt good to hear that because right then...

Most demigods' last names seem to relate to their Olympian parent:

1.Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite - Beauregard is French. It literally means "good looking".

2.Lee Fletcher, son of Apollo - A fletcher is someone who makes archery arrows.

3.Micheal Yew, son of Apollo - イチイ is a favorable choice of wood to use for longbows.

4.Nico di Angelo, son of Hades - Nico is most likely deprived from the prefix Necro, to mean "dead". Di Angelo means "of angels".

5.Will Solace, son of Apollo - Though Solace really means "to comfort in distress", just as Will comforted and healed Annabeth when...

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Six
The Quest Begins

This was not happening. Percy Jackson was a son of Poseidon. The son of my mother’s rival. I thought after what had happened to Thalia, the gods would have learned they’re lesson! And to think I actually thought Percy and I could work together! That would be totally impossible now!

He was claimed two nights ago, during Capture the Flag. That game would never be the same again. He had left the Hermes キャビン to 移動する into the Poseidon one that same night. I felt like I couldn’t talk to him...

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After about 20 分 I decided to head back to the big house to see what I was missing, because I didn’t like to miss much. I got there just in time to here Percy say,
“So let me get this straight, I’m supposed to go to the アンダーワールド and confront the Lord of the Dead.”
“Thank あなた Captain Obvious,” I murmured to myself slipping on my Yankees cap.
“Check,” Chiron said.
“Find the most powerful weapon in the universe.”
“Check.”
“And get it back to Olympus before the summer solstice, in ten days.”...

I woke up in a soft ベッド with feather pillows. My shoulder wore a bandage in pristine condition, and there was a very pretty brunette girls sitting close to me, stitching up the tear in my dress's sleeve with golden thread. I watched her mesmerized at the thread. As soon as she finished, it disappeared, leaving no mark, as if saying there was never a rip at all. She looks up and her doelike blue eyes, heavy with mascara and eyeliner, widen. "Just stay here for a moment," she tells me, as she struts out of the room as if it's a catwalk. Within a few 分 the girl, who must be a model または something,...

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Five
We Make a Huge Discovery
The 次 few days were pretty normal, Percy and I met every morning for Ancient Greek lessons. Whenever I wasn’t doing some kind of activity, I was wondering who Percy’s immortal parent was. He didn’t have enough strength to be an Ares kid( Clarisse was really happy about that), but wasn’t as good at archery as the Apollo children. And didn’t have the forbidden ways with wine plants, like a child of Dionysus または the skill in metal work to be Hephaestus kid. Most people thought he was just a...

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After Jillian 発言しました that we were going in the morning I almost
had a ハート, 心 attack. It seemed that we had just got here. And now, now were going to be gone again and probably see this place again. Half-Blood Suburbia. We all sat around Jillians very nice family room and talked about what we were going to do once we got there. We were supposed to be talking about strategy but Jillian and Annabeth were the only one's talking strategy, me and Michael were sitting 次 to each other very silently wondering what was ahead of us. Jillian...

The scream wasn't high-pitched, so I could tell it was a guy's scream. We all ran forward, Percy unsheathing his sword, Annabeth pulling her shield off her back and unstrapping a dagger I hadn't noticed before. I went slower, since I didn't know where my staff was. At the 上, ページのトップへ of the hill, a guy with dirty blond hair was stumbling backwards, holding a carving knife. An army of monsters followed him- dozens, maybe over a hundred. A few members of the leigon were demigods, none wearing the オレンジ shirts. They held flags, some with a strange symbol I didn't recognize, and some were the T-shirts...

I sigh, and put down my sword. I'm in the arena, practicing with my new wand/sword, but I've run out of dummies to obliterate. Of course, I could repair them with magic, but I'm getting tired of practice. I fix the dummies with a snap of my fingers (my left hand, always my left hand) and sheath my sword, called "Magissa", the Greek word for sorceress. I named it myself, very creatively, since its core is the ash-wood wand I've used since before I can remember.
Excuse me, where are my manners? I'm Darcy, Darcy Edwards. No, I'm not British, but my mother is and I inherited the accent. Yes, I am...