Fireball : Leo Valdez x Reader

I'm a WHAT? Part 1

Your POV

It was the first day of summer break, so you decided to start it off with a good old bike ride. You told your aunt and uncle you'd be back soon, got your helmet on, and took off towards the big green park. Once you got to the park, you found a nice shady tree you could rest by. You parked your bike, took off your helmet, and sat down. Pretty soon, a nice looking German Shepherd walked up to you. It tried to nip your hand. "No! Bad boy!" you scolded. Apparently, it didn't like being called 'boy'. So you tried again. "Bad girl?" It seemed to dislike that even more. Suddenly it started growing and changing form until you what looked like something that was half chicken, half horse. It roared, but ended up sounding more like "Cock-a-doodle-neigh!!

You realized you had no weapon with you, so you used the next best thing. You picked up your helmet and stood. "Hey Horse Butt!" you yelled. It looked at you with big beady eyes. You chucked your helmet, striking the rooster-horse right between the eyes. It roared again, scattering some fallen leaves. It charged at you, but you stood your ground. Someone suddenly grabbed you and pulled you out of the way, behind the tree you were sitting by earlier

"Marc! Oh my God, I'm so glad you're here! What is that thing that just tried to head-butt me?" you asked your best friend.

"(y/n), we need to get out of here. That thing is a hippalectryon. You need to go. Now. Run." Marc said.

"Why is a hippopotamus after me?" you ask, confused.

"Hippalectryon. It's a monster with the front of a rooster and the back of a horse. Now come on! We don't have much time!"

"Wait! Where do we have to go? WHY do we have to go?"

"We don't have time for questions! Go ride your bike to the nearest bus stop. I'll try and hold it off as long as I can. Now go!"

You looked at Marc. But at that moment you looked down and saw he had no pants or shoes, but fur and hooves. Marc saw you staring. "No time for questions, (y/n). Go!"

You hopped on your bike and rode until the hippalectryon and Marc were a spot in the distance. You rode to the nearest bus stop and waited until Marc caught up. "Come on. We need to get to camp before that thing catches up to us." Marc says, panting. You two went in the bus and rode.

~le time skip~

You and Marc were in Manhattan, at the foot of a hill. "(y/n), we have to walk the rest of the way. It's not that far though. We just have to go up this hill." Marc says, pointing to a hill. "It's called Half-Blood Hill. Come on. I'll explain everything on the walk up."

Marc began explaining. "You are one of a lot of kids who are half human, half Greek god. These kids are called demigods. Demigods have a sort of scent that attracts monsters, like that hippalectryon we fought back in New Jersey. Demigods also can't use electric devices, because the signal alerts other monsters in the area. That's a lot of information to take in, I know. But it's all true. The greek gods are real. All the myths and legends that didn't seem true? They are. Well, not all of them. But most of them. I look different because I'm a satyr. Satyrs are half man, half goat. At camp, which is called Camp Half-Blood, there are also naiads and dryads. The naiads are water spirits, and the dryads are tree spirits. Dionysus is camp director, but we usually call him Mr. D. The demigods are all really nice there. All the kids who aren't claimed yet stay in the Hermes cabin until they are claimed. Claimed usually means your godly parent acknowledges you as their daughter. I've been talking for a long time, so I'm gonna let all that sink in."

You walked, trying to make sense of what Marc had just said. You couldn't. But you figured nothing was going to from now on.

When you reached the top of the hill, there was a big entrance with Greek writing on it. Weirdly enough, your dyslexic eyes translated it to 'Camp Half-Blood'. "Why..." You looked at Marc, searching for an answer. "Demigods' brains are hard wired for Ancient Greek, not so much English. That's why you're dyslexic." he told you. You figured that made as much sense as anything did today. So you walked in.

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A/N : Hey peeps! I just started Wattpad, so not many people know about me. But I came up with this story, so have a fun time. If you read this, YAY YOU!! YOU'RE AN AWESOME PEOPLE-PERSON! I'm OneCrazedFangirl, and good night. Or good morning. Or good afternoon. Depends where you live and what time it is. Anyway, in all demigodishness and stuff, peace out! (Leo quote! Ehh yeah I'm a nerd.)