Shadows

Chapter 1

So, I'm just saying, I don't own pjo or the bats and justice league. They belong to Uncle Rick and DC.

It was a normal day for me, two months since the first war. I'm not staying at camp. I don't belong there. I never did. I had been staying with father in the palace for the past two weeks. I had been helping Hazel settle in at Camp Jupiter with the Romans on father's request, and had been helping the Greeks search for Percy. Father said that needed to leave. I couldn't stay in all day. I needed to 'experience the world' as he put it. Father and I... Our relationship wasn't the best, but we're getting better.

Anyways, I couldn't go to either camp. I didn't belong. I was an outcast. I never really had a place. And I know I wouldn't  have a place with the Romans either.

I had a bag, and a book of Chinese to English translation words. I would probably end up there, after all, it's where I almost always landed up.

I just, slung my bag over my shoulder, and let the shadows take me to where they please.

I opened my eyes to a foreign sight. The place looked as if it were painted in monochrome. Grey buildings, grey skies, and grey looking people littering the sidewalks.

Where on Earth was I? This was no China. I went to the nearest coffee shop and asked for a regular coffee. I looked at a paper on the table. The words were blurry. Did that say Goat Ham Times? So I'm in this... Goat Ham. Interesting. I stopped my coffee and looked around. the place seemed normal. I looked around. The place was quite empty. 

I payed and left, I needed to explore. A grocery store. Normal. A mall, normal. A large building saying Wayne Enterprises? Probably some business thing. I would've know. A clown with green hair robbing a bank? Also seems norm- wait a second. A clown with green hair robbing a bank? I stayed in the shadows, but moved slightly closer, to observe. Another man entered the building. He was dressed up as a bat. I'm pretty sure it's not Halloween, but who knows this place's culture? I watched as he got the green guy and cuffed him after a small brawl. It looks as if this is a normal thing, around here, not too many people are fazed. Normal. What exactly can we call normal, us demigods?

"Hey, kid. Where's your parents? It's not safe for a kid to wander around here."

"Oh, I don't really have parents- my mom's dead, and my dad is somewhere on the planet. He wouldn't care. Who are you, and why is it your business?"

"You don't know me?"

I snort, "Someone's full of himself. Or herself, sorry."

"I am a guy, and my name is Nightwing. Are you new in town?l

"You could say that."

"Ok, I'll just show you to a shelter home, so you can stay the night. Follow me!"

I just couched to get his attention before he grappled away,

"Last time I checked, I couldn't fly."

"Er, right, well, follow me." He walked through the streets, taking me to this old dusty house. It was a large one. I wonder how many orphans or homeless kids stayed here.

"Right, I'm staying here then?" I ask, not minding it one bit. It's quite better than camping in the labyrinth with Minos.

"Yeah unless someone adopts you. "

" We'll see," I say, before turning to see him gone. Is this how the others feel when I do that? If so, great.

I turn and face the building, before raising a hand and steadily knocking thrice on the door.

"Coming!"