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- Inlove With Another You?

Batboys × Civilian reader!

SYPNOSIS: Rejection and confession at the same time after they tried to confess to you as their hero persona.

* Generic Fluff. * Short scenario. * during Robin era.

- Dick Grayson.

"No"

You told him, pushing him back like you were disgusted at his presence alone. Dick was beyond shocked.

He's been trying relentless at courting you both hero and as Grayson at school.

Does he care that Bruce is not happy about this? Yes, absolutely. But he's a big boy who just fell too hard for another. You can't blame the victim.

Bruce just doesn't understand the feelings racing through his veins whenever he saw you. He's too old to understand young love or puppy love.

The possibility of someone else slipping between you and him during his time as Robin was a high possibility.

That is why he took the oath of loving you as WonderBoy and Grayson, you deserve both of him.

Bruce could never understand the overthinking and bad feelings when his lovers ( not yet ) is out there by themselves... And not because he watched too much drama with someone.

To be honest, barbara loves torturing him by forcing him to watch them and the plot is about the girl falling for another because the boy is too busy- scary as hell.

Tonight he tried to kiss you, thinking you would too without hesitation... He was Robin afterall and every girl in Gotham drools over Robin.

Or he thought...

After saving you from a vicious dog, he took you to the rooftop where the star's were shining brightly, the moon visible.

His hand's on your waist, although he was nervous and his hands trembles abit he tried to be tough. That is what girls like.

Yet you pushed him when he was leaning near you, ready to kiss you under the shimmering moonlight stars decorating the sky.

"oh... sorry, i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable"

He apologized immediately to save himself. This was embarassing, he have been reading your signal wrong this whole time.

"I like someone else"

That hurt even more... This is exactly why he needs to be glued onto you, but it's too late to do that now...

"Who...?"

He was curious, who exactly is the guy that got you before he could?

"Dick Grayson"

Oh boy, he's ready to give any offering to your parents for your hands... They want his soul, money, body, sell his organs? yeah... sure as long as he gets to hear your dumb confession again.

His face flush and his smile almost reaching his face, you... like him. Guess being near you as much as possible is indeed the correct method of courting.

You didn't even kiss the WonderBoy because you love the actual him and not because of the mask... It's taking everything in him to not just reveal himself and kiss you.

You better bet he kissed you the moment he saw you as Grayson, doesn't matter who is present at the moment, your parents or even Bruce... No one is stopping him from taking your lips.

- Jason Todd.

"Im sorry"

The moment he heard your word his world crumble, he knew he couldn't have everything he wanted or need in lofe but you? You weren't a want you were a need and he couldn't see why the universe hated him so much for you to reject him so bluntly.

He thought you liked him, that was literally why he went through all the trouble of impressing you tonight.

Stealing Bruce wallet since he already spent plenty using his allowance. He booked a special show for you, fireworks and food and even a bouquet since girl's love them!

He was too naive and he rushed the whole process since he had a gut feeling that you might fall for another if he act too slow.

Suddenly the world was gloomy again, the cold air hitting his uncovered legs, the lingering smell of garbage, the one sided love story he was starring at hitting him all at once

He felt like he was back on the street with nothing, but now he had everything but you which was the same as nothing.

He wanted to cry but he couldn't not infront of you. He thought you liked him, you and him were friends from school and whenever he turn his head to admire you, you already beat him at it.

Hell, you kissed his cheek! Was it all platonic? Was the holding hands, telling secrets, the jealousy and all those supposed teenag love all just a stupid misinterpretation?

"I like Jason Todd, he's the one I want"

Inorder to make it less awkward you mentioned the guy you liked, him. Unbeknownst to you.

Jason heart was suddenly pumping with at an abnormal beat. He completely forgot that he was ROBIN and not JASON at the moment...

All the depressing thoughts exit his mind as he just stared at your lips... He had- He is the chance... You actually liked him. Hearing you say it makes everything more difficult to process.

Yes, he was somewhat confident that you like him but... Hearing you confirm his dream wasn't the same as him telling himself that even if it's the truth.

The fireworks went off which forced his attention to shift from you to the colours adoring the night sky. Atleast you weren't aware that he was the one who booked it, it would have been more awkward and he wouldn't be able to forget it even if he get to marry you at the end.

Yet the light of colours couldn't captivate him as much as you did. He looked at you as the colours highlight your entire self, absorbed in the sudden burst of Colors in the sky.

"I understand..."

He didn't say much, he doesn't want or need to. Everything was failing successfully. Although his heart ache knowing he stole money for no reason, you didn't enjoy it that much. It's hard to when the hero you rejected is literally by your side.

He didn't even wait for the moon to vanish, sneek out of the manor and went to your house. Breaking in was something he was good with and luck him your window was opened.

He kissed you that night, not as Robin but as himself, under the dimly lit room holding onto you like life itself.

- Tim Drake.

"I don't like you"

Tim couldn't focus on anything, not even how you were refusing to look at him. He could only feel his heart breaking inside his rib and embarrassment flooded it's way into his system.

He stood there as his hand went to his hair to push it back from blocking his view. Pressing his lips together, as he took a big breath.

You sounded so sure. Well you were but how could he be so stupid...? It took him two years to come to this conclusion of confessing.

With the help of Stephanie he planned this moment. He made sure it was perfect and just how you'd wanted it.

Yet, the problem was that you didn't even reciprocate his feelings back from the start.

He had taken you to the highest building in the city that had this extremely detailed carved gargoyles on it. Which might nor be romantic for most but it was the details that matter.

He met you because of a gargoyle, one carved resently and was bought by Bruce. Fortunately you broke it and the craftsman dragged you to Bruce to apologise and pay for it.

The moment he saw you something felt odd. Yes, you were in tears because you broke a billionaire statue... But you looked so- He can't explain what he felt then it was too complicated.

That was the begging of your friendship with Tim. Ever since the feeling of love grew into something bigger than he anticipated.

"Why?"

He asked, he was afraid of the answer yet he desperately needs to know what he did wrong. Why wouldn't you want him as much as he did?

He was so sure of himself that you loved him dearly maybe not as much as he did but it was there! He spent every hour making sure it was! What did he calculate so wrong? Was he so bewitched by you that his rational mind left and vapourised into delusion?

But, he couldn't think of any other big misinterpretation in his life to connect to this. He was smart, found out batman true identity and claim the title of Robin without anyone help...

Yet he couldn't understand what love was like? This wasn't your fault, it's his for viewing every detail with so much attention in hopes of you reciprocating his feelings that he convinced himself you did as well.

" I like someone else... "

He stood there as his blood drain from his brain, surely dying was better than seeing you smile at another guy just as he did with you.

God... If he can't have you what's the point. Yes he knew teenage love rarely ends well but he was sure that he wouldn't be able to fall in love with another anymore.

" I like Tim Drake "

The moment you told him suddenly all the blood rush back to his brain and as well as his face. So, he wasn't wrong... He knew it! Afterall he took 2 years to make sure that you like him back. Never doubted himself.

Next time the two of you met it was at the same place as where he tried his luck as Robin. But this time he finally got to call you his as an end result.

He kinda blame himself for confessing as Robin and not as the Tim you knew... Atleast he get's to kiss you against the gargoyle.

- Damian Wayne.

"I can't accept"

Damian stood there as he stared straight into your eyes sending chills down your spine. You wanted to look away but you were to scared to even act upon it.

He had accidentally said the word after he thought you died, but turns out the world just wanted to see him being humiliated as he saw you standing beside him shock.

He scoff not at you, he wasn't mad at you for having a basic opinion towards someone... He was mad at himself for being vulnerable enough to even utter it out loud.

You were from school and the only person who managed to be his 'friend' tho he usually refers to you as something else.

He hated you deeply for planting his mind with yourself and taunting him relentlessly as time past. Yet he wasn't very willing to let you go, he rather have you at arm's reach. He just wanted it gone without hurting you.

He's read enough manga to realise the feeling and he absolutely despite himself for falling for a plain girl like you. Although you being friends meant you weren't exactly normal...

Ignoring it only made it worse. He would sometimes end up sketching you without realising it, staring deeply at your face which from your point looks like he's judging you severely and the fact that he always saved you first amongst other.

Which he always ended up being teased for. Afterall he was the one who picked you up and took you to the safety zone while completely ignoring the mayor... In his defence there can always be another mayor but you on the other hand can never be replaced.

" I like someone else "

You utter out, not knowing what to even say to him. He was Robin afterall and the most intimidating one... And you rejected him straight to his face, you got some guts to even continue your speech.

Damian on the other hand felt a pang in his heart. Right, another person always intervene and stopped the second lead from ever having their chance... He hated love traingle even more now...

Whomever you fell for better be some kind of deity or he'll absolutely- He needs to control his mind. Although he appears to be unaffected outside he was having a whole monologue enough to create a romantic manga.

He just wish he's never met you at all and yet at the same time he was happy with the presence you have provided in his life, even if it meant breaking his own rules and the method he was taught at a young age.

" I like Damian Wayne! "

It seems his stare alone could made you completely loose control of your mouth, you're just making it worse...

Damian eyes widen abit, not enough to be noticed by you. Stupid you, why didn't you say so... Why did you have to be so stupid and make him feel like he actually got a chance to be happy?

Yet he did everything to make sure he didn't suddenly remove his domino and grab your face and kiss you, later he would cuss you out for speaking too much and little at the same time.

His demeanor change to something more comfortable, maybe falling for an idiot wasn't so bad when they can't even control themselves.

He thought he'd end up with someone as smart as him but guess that wouldn't be the greatest balance... His intelligence can compensate for all that you lack.

" I see "

He left without another word, you were obviously scared of him and that wasn't the best feeling. He understood tho, he wouldn't be comfortable around someone he rejected especially when they dress like a night freak.

The next day he saw you at school set your favourite drink on your table while still with that face of his.

" Learn to adapt under pressure, you'll go nowhere if not "

He didn't confess outright, there was plenty of time and his mind is set at being with you now. He just want to express his feelings more before he gets to call you his.

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jelloxx · 2 months ago

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PEAAAAKKKK????

'As long as I live, you will be loved.'

☆▪︎♡° Oya goddess of wind and change has a daughter with Bruce Wayne. Not to mention most of camp halfblood falls for the young demigod? °♡▪︎☆

Dc x pjo crossover

Notes; not proofread and some characters might be a bit oc and reader is black or in this case mixed. So poc.

Warnings: mentions of stillborn child, miscarriages. Mentions of death and sickness.

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Oya Goddess of wind, storm, and change had never asked for anything.

Not even a silver piece of praise from the mortals or the gods and yet she was always praised.

Praised for her strength and independence. For her humility and kindness even when it wasn't necessary.

She didn't blink twice at other gods. Zues even admired her from afar.

Other gods watched in jealousy as her attention was focused on the mortals that she called her tribe.

She'd give them rain when the season was dry and give them prosperous vegetables when their soul was bare.

In return the mortals worshipped at her feet. No one daring to curse her name. Not out of fear but out of respect.

Because of her strength and wisdom her people and the gods had never thought she'd ever fall inlove. Much less have children.

Yet, they were sorely mistaken. The goddess of wind wanted nothing more then to have a child of her own.

To love and care for as she saw the mothers in her tribe do.

So she 'pretended' that she fell for the God of love's trick.

She'd bare the child of Eros happily as long as it was hers.

And all was well, her people threw gifts at her feet, happy that their goddess had something that made her feel complete.

That was until the child was born. Stillborn, not a breath in its chest.

And though the goddess was tired from birthing even in her weak state she knew that a baby was supposed to cry when born.

Her tribe barely survived the storms of that year. Heavy on heart she didn't dare try for another, for years.

A decade later she had another with another God.

Deciding that Eros was at fault that her first child hadn't survived. It was easier to blame him when he wasn't even their to bury their stillborn child.

Her second child was with Ares the strong God more faithful to her then the first. He worshiped her throughout her pregnancy.

But when the second child had died before she even birth it she pushed Ares away.

Never wanting to see him agian. And so he left. Deciding that if that's what she wanted he'd give her that.

Years became decades until decades faded into centuries. Yet, each child she birth had never survived.

The goddess mourned each one. Never forgot their names or the lives they were supposed to live.

She buried them near her home. And visited them daily.

Then one night she slept with a mortal. A supposedly good one.

Not something she was proud of but it helped pass the pain.

And Bruce didn't complain as the goddess found herself in his bed almost every night.

Though unplanned the goddess found herself carrying the mortals child she didn't tell the others gods like before.

She kept this one a secret. Not in fear of judgment, but just so she could mourn this one in silence.

She didn't want or need comfort when the unstoppable happened once agian.

She'd sing to the babe night after night. Trying to comfort it from the dreadful death that was bound to come for it.

She'd told it about its brothers and sisters waiting for it in the sky.

Her hands gentle caressing her bumb as she felt the baby move.

She vowed you'd be her last child. Knowing she couldn't bear to lose another after you.

"You'll be my gift to your siblings.." she promised decideding that if she couldn't give her children any of things she had. She would give them you.

Though bitter sweet she still felt possessive. Not wanting to let you go, though she knew it would happen.

Months passed and you grew in her stomach ,strong. But so did some of the others. She didn't dare hope.

But she did pray.

Then you were born, and she heard your beautiful cries like angels singing in her ears and she almost didn't believe it as she held you in her arms.

"So beautiful..." she whispered as she held you.

"Nothing will ever harm you....." she promised at night as she laid with you on her chest.

And once agian she was back to her joyful days. With the wind in her hair and you in her arms nothing could ever bring her down.

Her tribe worshiped her and loved you. For with you born the plants grew faster and in numbers. The weather was good and it had stopped flooding.

You were dressed in the finest cloth and your hair always with flowers.

Your skin was a bit lighter then your mother's due to who your father was so your mother gave you jewelry that complimented your skin.

You grew with the children in the village your small feet wanting to go anywhere they went.

Your mother smiled a sad thought that you would've done the same with your older siblings had they been alive.

You thrived in your tribe and loved your mother as she loved you. Not a day went by without your mother taking you to your siblings grave.

And when you understood what she was saying you babbled to them complete nonsense as if they were alive.

Your mother smiled as you remembered their names and your small hands touched their stones as if you were touching them.

"I see that she was never a gift I was to send you my children....but a gift you all sent me." Your mother whispered as she laid you down in bed one night.

Forever grateful you were hers.

You grew like a flower so fast atleast in your mother's eyes.....

Then you grew sick.

Far to fast and harsh to be a silly cold. You were three not understanding how to tell your mother you didn't feel so well.

She had the best doctors and nurses from everywhere try and figure out why you were hopelessly sick.

Word spread like fire in a forest that the Oya had a child.

Most gods filled with envy that she had a child with someone who wasn't them. Until they heard that the child was sick.

All ears perked up and all wings, boats ,and feet dashed to get to her. In hopes of helping her child and winning her favor.

But it was as clear as day why the child was sick when the gods saw the small child.

"I'm killing her?" Your mother whispers not wanting to disturb your sleep.

'Yes....' Zeus clarifies.

'She's not a pure blooded God. She's a demigod..... your not allowed to be in her life.' Athena whispers hands gently on your mother shoulders trying to ease her pain.

'No, this can't be...I just got her....'

'You have to let her go....or she'll die.' Eros the last person in the world your mother wanted to see right now says.

And though she'd rather beat him to a pulp them agree with him, she knew he was right.

So with tearful eyes and a heavy heart she sent her most trustful nymphs to check on your father.

Bruce Wayne.

She had cut off all ties with that man as soon as she knew she was pregnant with you. Deciding that he didn't need to bear the hurt of a dead child.

When the nymphs arrived they told your mother that he wasn't in good shape. A child of his own had just passed. Jason.

She remembers that boy vividly. She knew that she needed someone strong to raise you and a mourning father wouldn't do.

So she sent her nymphs out agian. And they found someone more.....suitable.

'She's an Amazon your majesty....she'll do until the child is old enough to go to camp.'

Your mother nodded having fought along side the Amazon women before and trusting them deeply despite her lack of knowledge of this specific woman.

'And she agreed?' Your mother ask. Watching you as you played in the flower filed. Though you were sick you still wanted to run and play so your mother let you...

Because she knew soon you wouldn't be here.

'Yes.' The nymphs reply.

'She leaves tomorrow....let me have this day with her....'

She spent the whole day with you. Holding you mesmerizing your touch. Your eyes the color and feel of your skin.

She'd miss you forever. Is all she thought about. She'd watch you from afar yes. But it'd never be that same.

'I give you this gift. It's my favorite thing in the world, other then you.' She mutters as she puts a necklace over your head.

You smile happily playing with necklace as your mother continues to hold you.

It's a gold necklace with a pendent of your mother symbol.

'And when the time is right....we will meet agian.' She whisper tears falling down her face as your little hands make haste to wipe them.

Though your mother rather not have them here alot of gods had shown up to send you on your way with gifts.

Though after everyone was down there was three who shocked everyone. Since they hardly ever gave their own children gifts, much less someone else's.

Ares steps up taking you from your mother's arms.

'To you, little one, I give the gift of strength. Let your strength be as strong as your heart. And let all your battles end with your victory.'

Your small eyes shinned with a dark blue light before it quickly disappeared.

The war God begrudgingly handed you over to Aphrodite silently wishing you were his to keep.

Aphrodite smiles as she holds you. Skin a lighter shade of your mother and almost mirroring your mother's reflection.

'To you, my dear I give the gift of beauty. May men and women gravel at your feet for your wit and beauty.'

The goddess smiles as your eyes turn a bright pink before it disappears agian.

The last one is Eros and your mother gives him a stern glare daring him to mess this up.

'You already have the beauty and the strength ,my love. So to you, I give the gift of love. May you never be without love. That all who meet you be smitten by your compassion and heart.'

Your eyes glow a deep red before the go back to normal.

Eros smiles as he hands you back to your mother. To say you will be loved would be an understatement he thinks to himself .

Your mother sighs a heavy and saddened breathe before kissing your head and giving you over to her trustful nymphs.

*************

'Oya has entrusted you with her dearest trusure. Do not mess this up.' Your mother's nymphs warn handing Diana you.

You reach out for your mother's nymphs wanting them to take you back to your mother like they always have.

They give you a sad smile and wave before they disappear. You whine and reach out but their already gone.

'It's just you and me now.....' Diana whispers tucking your curly hair behind your ear.

Almost like you understand exactly what she meant you begin crying. Tears of fear and sadness fill your eyes and Diana's apartment echos with your sobs.

Your mother watches from a mirror that Zues had given her to see exactly where you are 24/7.

Your mother's tribes expected rain for the next few months or years. But none came..

Just big Grey clouds.

Like she didn't want the sun to shine if not with you. And it didn't.

In Gotham the rain flooded the streets matching your tears almost completely.

And Diana wondered if you had something to do with it. When you slept the rain stopped and when you cried so did the clouds.

She figured you'd have powers she just didn't know to what extent.

She did know one thing though. She promised to care for you like a mother would. And that's what she would do.

Time passed and though your mother's heart ached as she watch you forget her, your home and your siblings. She was happy you had stopped crying.

Even if her sorrow didn't.

And Diana loved you like a mother. Almost not wanting you to go to school for the first time.

You made friends quickly finding peace easy.

You grew in beauty, strength and love where ever you went as promised.

The years went and your mother never stopped watching you.

You grew up thinking your mother was Diana. And your mother didn't despise Diana for never telling you the truth.

She knew Diana cared for you as well and if thinking that Diana was your mother is what was best for you then she'd happily sit in sorrow for eternity waiting to face you once more.

Your powers grew to be unstable. Wind bending at your will and storms conveying to your emotions. You were quick to learn how to defend with a sword like breathing.

Diana taught you what she could. She taught you all that she'd known. But eventually you had become better then her.

She admired your strength and it wasn't long until she made you her sidekick.

But fate had interviened and whether your mother planned it or not you were bound to meet your father.

You were ten when you first saw him. You didn't think much of him just surprised you'd actually get to meet batman.

But Bruce the ever knowing genius he was knew there was something diffrent about you.

He didn't comment on it. Scared he was wrong. Like his head was playing tricks on him.

He kept you close when he could. Asking you questions even asking Diana questions. But she'd never tell him the truth.

You on the other hand told him what you thought was the truth.

That you got your powers from Diana since you were part Amazon like her. Atleast that's what you thought.

You met Tim back then and kinda of clicked. It was a sweet bond you to shared. Nothing romantic, just natural.

As your powers grew monster began coming. You didn't notice it at first. Far to busy with school and friends and being a hero.

But Diana did.

She kept it hidden from you. Killing monsters out of sight.

And when you asked about that demon monster she'd been caught fighting in the news? She'd say it was just another villian.

Eventually the monsters got to powerful. To many in numbers and Diana knew it was time to take you to the camp.

It was your last day on patrol before you and Diana went on your 'family trip'.

You and Tim had sat on a rooftop talking about anything and everything when batman showed up.

His all black suit doing nothing to hide him from your senses.

'Hey batman.' You say waving as he makes himself know.

And Bruce doesn't know why he's never noticed but as he steps closer in the dim moonlight something shimmers on your neck.

A necklace.

Bruce would remember that necklace no matter how long its been.

It was your mother's....

Your head tilts confused to why he's staring at you but he makes not comment about it.

'Everything okay?' You joke smiling.

'Everything's fine....' Bruce mutters back his eyes snapping to meet yours...

Well if what he was thinking was true he did have some of your blood at the batcave from where you had gotten hurt to check your DNA.

'Tim we need to go home.'

'But she's leaving for the summer! Can't I stay for a little longer?!' Tim whines dramatically.

'No, this is.....serious.'

Tim's sighs before waving goodbye reminding you to text him.

You wave a big smile on your face as you make your way back home. Excited for your vacation.

Only to see Diana absolutely freaking out.

Her usually perfect hair is a mess and her hands quickly throw your clothes in a suitcases.

'Mom, what's wrong?' You ask.

She completely ignores you as she grabs your hand pulling you out the apartment locking the door.

She rushes you to her car throwing your suitcase in the trunk.

She quick to get as far away from the apartment as possible.

'Your hurt.....' You comment seeing a fresh scar on her cheek.

'I'm fine.' She replies.

You hum seeing her tense face.

'Mom....what's going on?' You ask not being able to stop yourself.

'We... we just had to get out of there.'

'Why not fly?'

'They can track us better in the air.' Diana says not thinking twice before mentally cursing herself for it.

'What can track us? Mom, what's tracking us?' You ask.

Diana was never one to run from a fight so you were definitely scared of whatever was tracking you guys.

'Baby, there's alot that you don't know... In your suitcase there's a note a letter from me. I wan't you to read it once we get there.'

You look at her confused not understanding why she couldn't just tell you now.

She doesn't turn to face you but you can see the tears that cloud her vision as she drives.

You think it's from fear, but it's not.

It's from sorrow. Sorrow of leaving you.

You don't speak for hours. The silence heavy on your worried heart as you stop at forest when Diana tells you to get out.

'Why are we here ,mom?' You question taking your suitcase from her hand. Then you notice it.

She didn't pack anything for her.

'Your not coming....are you?' You ask. Your voice small and scared.

'Think of this like a summer camp ,baby.'

You want to shrink. To hide. Or more importantly.

To go back home.

You can feel it. Something isn't right. It feels like all eyes are in you. Like your on the center of a stage and you don't know the script.

This isn't right.

'I want to go home.'

'Not right now ,baby..' Diana sighs cupping your face and tears want to fall from her eyes so bad but she doesn't allow them.

'Follow that trail... you'll be safe.'

She points to a long dirt trail and you turn to look at it before looking back at her.

She doesn't have the heart to tell you your not hers. That you never were.

That's she has no right to keep you. That she has no idea what's in those woods.

But that look in your eyes makes her want to puke. That helpless look. That scared look that you had when your mother's nymphs gave you to her.

She gets in her car.

'I'm scared.' You say your hand bunched into fist and she's seed it.

She does.

You want the truth. You deserve the truth.

But the truth was never her's to tell ,and you were never her's to keep.

'Just truth me.'

She says and you do.

Blindly you do.

Because she's your mom. She knows what's best right?

You nod one hand nervously fiddling with your nails while the other clutches your suitcase tight.

She puts the car into drive and looks away from you knowing she can't look at you as she leave.

'I love you ,mom.' You say your chest uneasy.

'I love you too.' She says as her foot hits the gas.

Though she knows it'll hurt she still looks at her mirror to make sure your walking down the trail.

Just like that you lose your second mother.

You walk down the trail and if you weren't so scared and nervous you would've thought it was nice.

Until you hear a scream that sounds like death. You almost chase after it, your hero instincts wanting to help.

But something deep inside of you tells you that whatever that is doesn't need help.

It's night by the time you see the camp.

The sky illuminated by the moon its a beautiful camp. Something that looks straight out of a movie.

Cabins all around but everyone seems to be asleep.

You knock on the big canines that says 'Camp Councilor' but no one opens.

Shame, you'll just have to sleep outside for tonight.

But there's no way your going to sleep on the ground.

The last thing you want to do is fight a bear in the middle of the night.

So you sleep in a tree hoping that all the dangerous animals are to tired to climb.

*****The week before at camp halfblood.*****

The clouds thundered and the sky was dark. As the Storm brewed all campers were inside.

No one seen when the new cabin appeared.

It was just there.

Like the wind brought it in.

'Who's symbol is that?' Percy asked his voice confused and slightly amused at the knew cabin.

'Oya, the goddess of the wind and storm ,or well change.' Annabeth replies.

All the campers gathered around the new cabin excited and some worried.

There's never been a new cabin before.

Smaller gods had there's kids stay with the Hermes kids not being 'good enough' for their own cabin.

So this God must've been special.

'Oya must be pretty powerful to get her kids a whole cabin.' Grover remarks as he watches some of the other campers try to look in the cabin or even open the door.

'Yeah, she is...but she's said to never been able to have kids.' Annabeth replies.

Percy however moves to try and open the door.

'It won't budge.' Percy whine jiggling the handle.

'That's right it won't.' Chrion says smiling as he takes in the big luxurious dark oak wood cabin.

'Why not?' Annabeth mutters.

'Oya had especially made this cabin for her daughter. Only she will decide who gets to enter.' Chrion replied shrugging.

'Not even you can get in?' Grover ask.

'Not even me.' Chiron clarifies.

'Wait this whole cabin is for one demigod?!' The other campers ask amazed. This was bigger then Percy's cabin.

Chiron nods smiling at the other campers jealousy.

'Well whoever she is I can't wait to see how strong she is.'

'Yeah, or how smart she is.'