Jaxson's POV

Living as a demigod, there is a long list of rules you have to follow to stay safe, and, while I follow very few of them, there is one that I have added that I will always abide by. That one is to never pick up your obnoxiously loudmouthed friends from school after a war. My friend Amber and I were walking up the steps to MS69 to pick up Raven, my other demigod friend. We were expecting a peaceful day of going out with friends, but The Fates had other plans for us.

While we were walking to the school we talked about the usual stuff. You know, boys, camp, battle strategy, weapons, music. We were just arriving at the school when I told Amber to wait up because I wanted to get my earbuds untangled. That may seem weird to you but when I have earbuds in I can get away with ignoring people. Amber stopped but she was being very impatient, she kept messing with her hair, which as usual was tied back in an elaborate braid. She always dies it, she had it died some type of aquamarine. I dye my hair too, I got the idea from her. I'm pretty sure that I had the streaks of blood-red in my normally jet black hair on that day.

On our way up the stairs, people seemed to just part before us, that happens to me no matter where I go. You see, children of Hades (like me) radiate this aura of death that repels most people and animals. None of my friends really like people, so this ability comes in handy a lot. When we reached the top we saw a group of cheerleaders bullying some little sixth grader, now you may think something along the lines of "hey, why didn't you help him?" but I've already stated that I don't like people.

"Back off DONKEY KONG!" I heard a girl with tan skin and black hair yell at the cheerleaders. When we heard that, Amber and I looked at each other and apparently we were thinking the same thing.

"Raven," we both said with an exasperated sigh, not realizing the trouble we were about to get into. Amber quickly darted up the steps with me right behind her.

"Watch your mouth, you little bitch," said the lead cheerleader. I'm pretty sure her name was Macy because it was embroidered on the back in the glittery thread.

"Fuck off, you whore!" I yelled at Macy. She turned towards me and for a second I saw something awful, and no, not her face (though that was awful too). While actually, it was her face but not the face she was showing it was her real face, the one under the Mist that disguised her as a normal girl. This one didn't have blonde hair and cold, calculating grey eyes. It was horrifying and hard to look at. "Guys we need to run, now," I told Raven and Amber.

"Why?" Raven asked.

"EMPOUSAI!!!" I screamed and we all barreled down the steps with the cheerleaders hot on our heels. As we ran the cheerleaders shedded their Mist disguises and turned into something even more horrifying. To picture an empousa, imagine a lady with vampire fangs from the waist up and then, from the waist down, she has one donkey leg and one bronze leg. They also have razor-sharp claws.

"Come here sweety!" Macy yelled after us.

"No thanks. We have boyfriends who are expecting us. Well, not AmberS she has a long, complicated story about her crush. Though, if you're ever in the mood for a sad love story, I'll tell you about it," I replied, still running for my life.

"Dude!" Amber screamed, "Not the time!"

"Right, sorry. Another time then." We ended up by the fountain in Central Park, which would have been a great place to fight if we had Percy with us, but of course, because demigods have shit luck, we didn't. We all drew our weapons, which for me was my twin swords, for Amber, her dagger, Vronti, and for Raven, her sword, Karma. Now there were about 5 empousai and 3 of us, so it was almost a fair fight, for them (Haha kidding we were totally outmatched).

"Ghosty, can you get us a few helpers? If you know what I mean," Amber asked.

"Sure thing. Sparky, can you do some of your zap-zapping?" I retorted. Now, to clarify what all that was about, I am a son of Hades and Amber is a daughter of Zeus and if you still don't get it, then I'm not gonna waste any more words. Oh! And Raven is a daughter of Nemesis, but there's not a lot of things special about that. (I'm probably gonna get a fortune cookie with some awful future predicted for me since I said that, but it's kinda true).

"Hey, what about me?" Raven interrupted.

"You take the two on your side," Amber said. She and Raven launched into battle. I waited a bit to press play on my iPod (by the way, the song that came on was Kill Everybody by Skrillex and I thought that was a wonderful coincidence). After the music started I leaped into battle and went swords against claws with the empousa. It was hard work because the empousa had some dirty tricks up their sleeves. Eventually, we defeated Macy and her squad of blood-sucking demons.

It was mostly because when you scream, "Kill everybody!" in the middle of a battle it tends to distract your opponents long enough to impale them. My friends, however, were used to me singing songs and screaming out lyrics when I was fighting, so they also managed to kill the empousa that they were fighting.

Of course, Raven and I's boyfriends decided that this would be a good time to walk up with food. Had it been anyone else, I would have yelled at them for not helping in the fight, but the sight of Viktor's beautiful blue eyes, perfect tan skin, and dirty blonde hair made my heart melt. Plus, he had McDonald's. Hot boys and food turn me into a mess. Levi, Raven's boyfriend, wasn't too bad looking either. He had brown hair, dark grey eyes, and an olive-skinned complexion. Both boys got a burger for each of us. I was so happy, that I kissed Viktor right then and there (which got a few stares from some of the people around us). Amber's sky blue eyes were filled with jealousy. It's not cause she liked Viktor, if that's what you're thinking. The guy she liked just didn't return her feelings.

We ate our lunch and headed back to camp, where we had to give an hour-long report to Chiron and Mr.D about what happened. To make things even worse, they gave all five of us a tedious chore that nobody ever likes doing; giving new campers a tour!!! (Cue dramatic music and horror movie screaming). And, on that note, I will pass the mic on to my good friend Amber, who can give you a firsthand guide to the world of boy problems and braiding, but is absolutely useless in any situation involving hot guys and stylish choices. So, in other words, she is a confusing and contradicting person.

Jaxson Vancoven, Son of Hades, Cabin 13, Camp Half Blood

Author's Note: There will be three people writing this story. Each of us has designed our character based on a combination of ourselves and other traits we have added in. If anything in this story offends you or makes you uncomfortable, then just stop reading. We will not be offended. We are writing this story for us but if you enjoy it, there will be more coming.