Untitled Fan-Fic

Chapter 1, Unappreciated, MIsunderstood.

My name is Damian. Against all of the other campers here at Camp Half-Blood, my home, I’m a shadow. I mean, people don’t appreciate the kid with dark hair and red eyes and an uncolorful appearance. They say I’m responsible for my sister Lyla’s death. I miss her more than anything. The only person who believes me is Felicity Jones, the most beautiful girl in the camp. I know, a son of Hades having affection for a girl? Amazing! I’m a person too.

“Damian! Damian!”
“Huh- Wha?” My bunk shook and I looked down. I shook my head vigorously.
“Jacob?” I asked. “What do you want?” I said when my vision cleared. The satyr cowered under my gaze and I glared at him. “Quit it! You found me and you were my only friend! Now you look at me like I’m a hellhound for the gods sake!”
“Oh my gods, I’m sorry... S- Damian.”
I knew it. He was going to call me “Sir”. I HATE that. He always calls me sir and it’s because he’s afraid of me! I climbed out of my bunkbead and slapped him upside the head. I whispered in his ear.
“NEVER,” I threatened. “Call me sir, or I will bring all of my wrath upon you.” I sounded scary as it was, the poor guy crumpled at the sound of my cold voice.
“Y-yes Damian.” He scampered out of my cabin and I followed to the pavillion.

Chapter 2, Chiron Singles Me Out

I sat down at the Hades table alone for breakfast when Chiron trotted into the pavillion. “Attention demigods!” He announced.
Dozens of heads popped up around the area and Connor and Travis Stoll stuck their heads out of the camp shop where they were smuggling something.
“Ahem,” Chiron began his speech. “I have been informed that once agian, Olympus is in need of demigods to save them.”
Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. I thought aggravatingly.
“I have also been informed that all the children of the Big Three are needed.” Chiron staggered out.
I coughed and almost choked on a pancake. That included me! I didn’t realize it, but I made a squeaking sound that would have mice mistaking me for their long lost uncle Carl. Everyone stared at me and I glared at them, causing them to immediately switch their gaze back to the centaur.
“That means, Brynne, Landon, Emily, Percy, Felicity,Tawnya, and...” his voice faltered and I slumped in the bench.
“Damian.” He finished. Everyone looked at me in astonishment.
I looked at CHiron in mock surprise. “Oh my gods! I’m son of Hades, who knew?” I screamed sarcastically and ran into my cabin. I shoved my face in a pillow and screamed. Everyone HATED me.

Chapter 3, Percy Decides he Hates Me

The next morning we all headed out to the edge of Half-Blood Hill for the final goodbyes. All us powerful demigods, the sons and daughters of the “Big Three”.
“So um, Damian.. this your first quest?” Landon asked me.
My face darkened and I looked at the son of Zeus. “Yes.” I managed without smacking him upside the head. He knows that I’ve never been on a quest before. No one here at Half-Blood trusts me.
“I’m not surprised, Landon. I mean, look at him.” Percy laughed.
“Percy Jackson I will­—” I was cut off when Argus motioned us toward the white van. I looked over at Tawnya who reminded me vaguely of my younger sister Lyla... the one I mentioned earlier, the one who died from blood loss when her arm was viciously ripped off my a hellhound killing her and Link, a friend of Felicity. Even weirder is that Tawnya is missing her left arm.
“Do you need help Tawnya?” I’ve always been fond of Tawnya, but not in a way I would date her, more of a sisterly way, which doesn’t make any sense, she’s daughter of Poseidon.
“No! I need not have help getting into a van with the help of,” she looked up to see who I was. “Oh! Damian!” She smiled slightly, Apparently she’s not thinking the same “not-gonna-date-me” things I am.
“Sure, i could use some help.” she smiled at me. I grabbed her right arm.. her only arm and helped her into the car and gotten into the car my self.
Percy looked at me with eyes that would’ve scared me... if I wasn’t me. “I hate this kid.” Percy hissed.