I emerge out of a drainage pipe.

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     Hi guys! Nightsisterkaris here! I have been wanting to write a Percy Jackson fanfic for a while now. I plan to write it similar to Rick Riordian's style. But I do not own the Percy Jackson Fandom. Only my original characters. Thanks!

       -nightsisterkaris

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    Plugging my nose, I hauled myself out of that stinking sewer pipe. Still exhausted from my ill fated trip to the underworld, courticy of my now late father, I pulled myself to my feet. "Mother! I could kinda use some help down here!" I yell at the sky. No response. Silent as usual. I'm on my own...again.

     Athena usually helps her children in bad times... but not me. At twelve years old, I am an unstable, dangerous, and now an extremely hungry demigod. Or am I a quarterhuman? I'm not sure. But I really want some pizza. Or a burger. Or some French fries. Or heck, I might even choke down one of those fried Oreos that the Stole brothers had once smuggled into camp. In other words, I was dirty, tired, and badly in need of some greasy food. Someone could serve me a heart attack on a plate and I would gladly eat it. Ugh.. there's my ADHD again... I need to assess the situation, and find my way home, and soon. 

    Why? Because being seventyfive prevent god means that you have every monster in a hundred mile radius on your trail in five minutes of staying in one place. Plus, I've known my true heritage for as long as I can remember. My father was a demigod son of Hecate, and he wasted no time telling me exactly what I was.

     See now why Camp Half Blood is the only place I can sleep for more that two hours?

     But I can't go back there. I can't have them think hat I was a traitor like my father.

     A spy for Kronos and Gaia.

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