Just Another Fanfiction (PJO\HOO FANFIC)

3- What's a Demigod?

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"How about we start with..."

"Well, what's a demigod?"

"Alright. A demigod is a person who has one mortal parent-"

"Mortal? You're talking as if you aren't one..."

"Well, I'm half-mortal-"

"Half-mortal-half-what?"

"I was getting to that, if you'd let me talk," she gives me a humorous look. I roll my eyes. "May I continue?" She asks. "You may," I laugh. "Okay. Well, you probably aren't going to believe me. But to prove it I'll bring Leo or Frank in here," Annabeth tells me, "The answer is half-mortal-half-god."

I blink. "Half-god?"

"Yeah. As in, Aphrodite, or Venus, the goddess of love, Zeus or Jupiter god of the sky, Hades of Pluto, god of the Underworld... Etcetera, etcetera."

"So... Your mom is..."

"Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy."

"Oh. What about everyone else?"

"Percy-Seaweed brain-is a son of Poseidon, god of the sea. Leo's dad is Hephaestus, god of fire and blacksmiths. Frank's dad is Ares or Mars, god of war. Piper's mom is Aphrodite, and Jason's is Zeus. Hazel, the last girl, is a daughter of Hades, and so is her brother, Nico."

"Who's Nico?"

"You probably won't see him a lot. He and Hazel may be related, but they don't seem it at all. Nico likes to blend in with the shadows. Usually, it's hard to spot him. But I wouldn't try to talk to him too much if I were you... he's not exactly a talker. Pretty much a ghost himself, if you ask me."

"Oh."

I sit on the bed, thinking about everything. A question pops in my head: "So, who's my parent?"

"Do you have both a mom and dad?"

"No."

"Who do you not have?"

"I was adopted."

"Oh. Well I guess it's a mystery then."

"When will I know?"

"When he or she claims you."

"Claims me?"

Apparently gods claim their children when their 12-16. That basically means that they send a signal so that you know who you're godly mom/dad is. The only unanswered question is when. Sometimes the timing is random, or sometimes it has meaning. It could be some random day, or it could be the demigod's birthday or a holiday.

"Um, I'm sixteen. I'm turning seventeen in eight days."

"Well, most likely you will be claimed around then."

Most likely.

I was starting to notice that being 'kidnapped' or whatever you'd call it wasn't so scary or bad anymore. These people, though I don't really know them at all yet, seem to be a good family. I've never had a real family, and I wasn't exactly fond of my adopted one.

My adoptive dad, he was terrible. Drinking all of the time, yelling at me when my adoptive mom didn't know...sometimes it would lead to physical harm. But I would act normal, like nothing happened. My 'dad' would threaten me not to tell.

But my 'mom' was the best. I was pampered, and she almost seemed to love me. Almost.

These, these eight teenagers, they are all like me... I just, I don't know... I feel-god, I am acting so sappy-like I can have a true home here.

But that doesn't mean I don't have anymore questions.

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