Grace Singer is pretty happy where she is. She likes traveling around the country, saving people, hunting things. She like's doing it with the Winchesters, who've been like her brothers as far back as she can remember. One day, while on a hunting tr...
I flipped the son of Ares I was sparing with over my shoulder, then straddled his waist, pressing a dagger Gabe had given me to his throat. After I had quickly taken down a few of the newer campers, I had moved on to practicing against the more seasoned campers. Gabe had made it a game. Someone would volunteer to go against me, and whoever could be pinned for ten seconds won. So far I hadn't been beat, not even by the kids of Ares.
"Eight... Nine... Ten!" Gabe counted down. "Grace wins again!" She cheered. Her dress swayed as she jumped up and down in joy.
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I jumped up, twirling my dagger before putting it in the sheath. The son of Ares rolled his eyes, and marched back over to his friends, sulking.
A group of nine walked into the Arena. The first boy had messy black hair, and sea green eyes, his fingers intertwined with a blonde girl's, her eyes the color of storm clouds. A buff Asian boy with a buzz cut had his arm around a small girl with curly, caramel brown hair. Two boys were playfully shoving each other, the taller one was blonde with blue eyes, the second brunet with matching brown eyes. One of the girls walked in a very confident manner, giving me major queen vibes. Her brown hair was braided down her back. Nico was among the group, talking to the two boys shoving each other. The last girl caught my attention the most. Her chocolate brown hair swayed as she walked, eyes shifting between green, blue, and brown. Her skin glowed.
Gabe looked over, then waved to them. "Hey! Guys! Over here!"
*Piper's P.O.V*
When Gabe called out to us, I was surprised to see the new camper beside her. Grace wore a black tank top, grey shorts, and black converse. She still had black wings sprouting from her back. They looked even darker in the bright sunlight.
We made our way over, and Gabe greeted us all with a hug, even Nico. The unclaimed demigod smiled at the Romans. "It's so good to see you guys!"
Reyna nodded. "It's wonderful to see you again, how's everything going?"
Gabe smiled. "Wonderful! I made a new friend!" She nudged Grace, who gave us a cheesy salute.
"Hey. I'm Grace. Nice to meet you." Her voice was a bit of a lower pitch for a female, and almost honey like. Just the sound of was angelic, and a wave of safety and peace washed over me.
Reyna studied the girl, who somehow managed to maintain eye contact. Just that was admirable enough. Even the strongest of demigods would look away from Reyna's gaze. After about a minute, Reyna smiled. "I like you."
Grace smirked. "I have that effect on people."
I decided to take the chance, and try to get something about why I seemed to be the only one who could see her wings. "Your wings are beautiful, by the way."
Everyone gave me an odd look, but Grace covered her face, turning red.
"Y-you can... You can see them?" She squeaked.
I nodded. "Yeah. No one else seems to."
The raven haired girl bit her lip. "Yeah, uh. I think I have something to do bye!" She quickly said, before running off.
Gabe smirked, like she knew something. "Very interesting."
I raised an eyebrow. "What?"
She giggled. "Oh, nothing. You might want to talk to her about that."
I was left to question what in the world that meant, and why Grace had gotten so flustered by the fact I could see her wings.
