The Daughter of Dionysus

Dolphins?

Nadia's P.O.V.
I ran after the man that 'claimed me'. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. My voice was shaking as I asked him that one thing that I'd never known, "You're my father?!" He straightened himself out and gave me a look that said, "How did this come from me?
With a sneer, he replied, "Yes, I am your immortal father Dionysus, god of wine, parties, and patron of theatre. I suggest you never do that again unless you would like to spend the rest of your life as a dolphin,"
"Dolphins?! What on earth? I'm your daughter, you bitter, old man. You just threatened anyone who hurt me!"
"Yes, indeed, my daughter. Well, I have other children,"
"Other children? Are they like you?" I scoffed, "If they are, I am leaving this place,"
Piper tried to calm me down, "Nadia, relax,"
"I'm not done," I snapped, "You may be my father, but you will never be my dad. You've been absent for sixteen years. I don't know why suddenly you claim me, but I will do nothing for you. Ever," before turning, I slapped him across the face.
Out of nowhere a dark haired boy tackled me to the ground, "What do you think you're doing?!" he snarled.
Pushing him off, I snapped back, "I'm doing humanity a favour,"
He brought out a knife and pressed it to my throat, "Don't ever touch my father," I smiled.

Jeremie's P.O.V.
Nadia gave Devon a devilish smile. She laughed, "I find it funny you can't say, 'don't ever touch my dad again,' you say 'father', yet you still defend him. If he's a god, I think he should be able to fight his own battles," I had to agree, Nadia had a perfectly good point, but I didn't want a fight breaking out. She hadn't used her powers, ever, so there was no telling what she could do.
Thankfully, a third person came between them, "Alright people! Not bad, but I need more emotion," Simon. He pulled his brother off Nadia and helped her up, "Miss Lawrence, I want to see you scared, not angry! You are a damsel in distress, beg for mercy! You must see the villain, feel the villain, and lastly, run from the villain. You got me?" Nadia was left speechless. Simon turned to Devon, "You, Mr. Hidldleston, I want you to actually scare Jen, I want spooky written all over your face. How spooky? Spoooooky. FROM THE TOP EVERYONE!"
Nadia raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"
Simon looked wounded. He spoke with a British accent, "Why my dear, I'm the director, or course. I have worked with the greatest celebrities, from One Direction and you, to the upcoming teens like Simon Hale,"
"Are we related?" she asked flatly.
Simon laughed and clapped his brother on the shoulder, "Isn't she nice Devon?! Finally a sister! We can have slumber parties and do her nails! I bet she and that mortal girl you like will get along fine,"
Devon was horrified, "Simon," he hissed, "Shut up!"

Nadia put her hands up for silence, "Hold it, you're my brothers?" Simon nodded, "I'm Simon, and this jerk beside me is Devon. He is the counsellor for the Dionysus cabin, so I wouldn't cross him. We used to have a nicer counsellor, but he died it the battle against Gaea. I never met him, but they say he was awesome. Like... Stiles Stalinski put to shame,"
Nadia gasped, "Bold words right there. Where can I find someone to bring him back from the dead?!"
Beside me, Nico materialized, "You called?" he asked Nadia with a raised eyebrow. Nadia turned to face him. "Holy Hades," he muttered, "She's... beautiful,"
Surprised, I asked, "What?"
"Nothing," he said a little too quickly. He was a great guy, but he a) had a boyfriend (ladies don't cry) and b) was a little too gloomy for my taste. I watched as Nadia walked up to him.
She gave him a look and asked, "You can bring back the dead?"
"Sort of," Nico answered simply.
"Will he be a ghost or a zombie?"
"Probably a ghost,"
"Never mind then," she turned on her heel and walked back to Simon. To my absolute shock Nico actually called after her, "What's your name?"
"Nadia Mountrose, you?"
"Nico di Angelo, son of Hades,"
"Hm, you shouldn't define yourself by who your parents are. You're your own person, don't limit yourself," she said calmly. I was becoming worried for my friend, not many people could slap and Olympian and live over two minutes, much less say something like that little after. Someone else materialized behind me.
"Hey," Grace said with a smile on her lips, "Do you know a Nico di Angelo?" I pointed at Nico. Grace tapped his shoulder.
Turning to face her, Nico asked, "Yes?"
"Hey, I'm Grace," she said, suddenly nervous, "I'm your sister,"

Nico's P.O.V.
Plot twist. "You're my sister?" I asked, completely taken aback.
Grace nodded, "Yeah, Hades claimed me. So... Jason told me to find you, and I did,"
"Look at the time! I gotta go," Piper said quickly, leaving the rest of us awkwardly standing there.
"So... do you like want to meet people?" I asked Grace carefully. Her face paled and she shook her head vigorously. I nodded, "Ok, um, I'll show you to our cabin then,"
"Ok," she said.
I have another sister? Dad, you and I are having a talk.
We left the others and went to our cabin. I had redecorated a bit. The beds no longer looked like coffins, and you could actually see when you walked around. Grace smiled at the skull decorated columns, "Nice, you did this?"
I nodded, "Yeah, Hazel helped me though,"
"Who's Hazel?"
"Our sister, she lives in Camp Jupiter, the Roman half-blood camp,"
"Oh, cool,"
"Yeah, she's pretty awesome,"
"Must be,"
As I got some sheets for Grace's bed, I noticed her looking around uneasily. "What is it?" I asked. She shook her head and looked away. I set the sheets on her bed and stated, "You can tell me, I'm your brother. I don't care if we barely know each other, I won't hurt you. Besides, we'll be cabin-mates for the rest if our lives, you might as well tell me,"
"I just- there was a guy outside that made me uneasy. His eyes were completely dead, no emotion showed. It just unsettled me,"
"That would be Aiden, he's a son of Hermes. Rumour has it that he used to be lots of fun, but after he pulled a prank on Nemesis and she punished him. Ever since, he's been... dead, void of all emotion,"
"That's horrible,"
"Yeah, well, the gods don't exactly think about things twice,"
"Have you ever met Hades?"
"Yeah,"
"What's he like?"
"Well, he is dark, gloomy, doesn't really smile, but he means well,"
"Does he talk to you?"
"Not much, but more than most gods,"
"That's good, I guess,"
This is going to get very awkward very quickly.

Simon's P.O.V.
Nadia sat on her new bed studying a knife. Watching closely, I saw her test the blade on her finger. Beside me, Devon glared daggers at her. "Tell me Nadia, why exactly did you slap Father?" I ask.
"He threatened to turn me into a dolphin," she said flatly, still looking at the blade.
"A dolphin?"
"A dolphin,"
"But, that makes no sense, are you sure he said dolphins?"
"Yes,"
"Hm... He might've said something similar to aquatic mammals that aren't whales or seal but I'm pretty sure it was dolphins,"
"So...dolphins?"
"Dolphins,"
Behind us, Isaac, our other brother, asked, "What's up with dolphins?"
Nadia barely looked up. With a poker face, she said, "Dolphins? Who talked about dolphins? You need to get your ears checked. We were clearly talking about doll's fins. I never mentioned dolphins, that would be stupid," she said with a sigh.
"So he said dolphins?" I asked, slightly confused.
"Yeah, dolphins,"