Tyme here with the story I mentioned. Thanks for reading this. Its just me by myself on this stating that at the current time of me publishing this story Chive hasn't finished this series. Anyways I only own my OCs and All rights to Rick Riordan.

I'll admit sometimes its better to go unclaimed then face the Stereotypes of being claimed. Like the Ares kids they're mean and tough but really Clarisse and her siblings are just begging for more attention than just get on a quest. I'm gonna tell I'm even worse. I'm gonna describe myself first. I'm Clare Soto, I have long black hair the reaches almost to my stomach, and Golden says that I look like I should be depressed or goth, but really My hair makes everyone say that. I'm really happy, and friendly, but I do have a lot of trust issues at the same time. I'll get to the story now.

It all started when I asked to be claimed when I pushed my food into the fire. I had been begging to be claimed for years now. I've memorized every claim there is, Hades, Apollo, Aphrodite, and all the other twelve and a few minor gods just in case. Well I was walking back to the Hermes Table, and when I was overcome by pain. Two Lines of pain. Like when you use a muscle that you haven't used for awhile then just try to use it full on. except what muscles in your back have I not used?

Suddenly I hear Chrion's voice. " Mark Give Me a Knife!"

I suddenly feel someone push me onto my back. I can hear the tear of my shirt. The pain relieves a lot, but stay to the point where you're trying to remove a limb that is stuck in a jacket or pants. Chiron guides this "Limb" out and then another one. Then the pain relieves to a gentle throbbing. Chiron helps me up and I look around. Everyone is staring at me, no my back. I turn and look. Long black wings spread behind me. I turn in a circle and they follow. They hurt a little in this position. Sorta if you tried to force you arms to stay straight back behind your back. I try to move one but nothing happens. Chiron comes over and starts rubbing spots on my back. Soon enough I can feel all the muscles in the wings. I again try to move them and they do. Then a sorta dark/light thing takes me over, a glowing blacklight.

When it disappears, Chiron says, " All hail Clair, Daugher to Thanatos, God of death."

People don't like children of the underworld. And you though children of Hades had it bad. Try being the daughter of death . Anyways nothing much happen I found myself in a black dress that reached my knees, it neither qualified as tight nor puffy, but the top had a v-neck with long sleeves. I stayed in the Hermes Cabin till my father's cabin was built. And that gets us to today.

I looked around the dark cabin. The whole thing loomed with darkness and gloom. Not a place for someone as happy as me. Yet then again when most demigods are sad they have seen things you shouldn't have to see. I haven't yet. I wanted to shout curses at my dad, scream at him for forcing me into this, but I forced him to claim me. I begged and he took the chance for me to move out of the Hermes cabin. There was one bed in the far right corner and a good size dresser and a small desk. I walk over and put my bags next to the bed. I think about lieing down but then I see the black package on the bed. Its relatively flat and long and narrow in sorta of long rectangle way. On it there's a note but it only has my name and from dad. I slowly pick it up. Then a smile shot onto my face, I'd always wanted my own sword, not one of the camp ones. I carefully drew the paper off.

I grinned down at the sword in front of me. It wasn't celestial bronze. It almost look like iron, yet it still had a glow. It glowed the same black light that I was developed in when I was claimed. It wa balanced perfectly to my liking. I can't help as grin even more when I whisper, " Thanks Dad."

I pull my bag over to the dresser. When I pull open the drawers its pitch black I reach in. My hand doesn't find the bottom even when i put my whole arm in. Then I think about my favorite sweatshirt. It was one of my brothers, a state hockey sweatshirt. Then suddenly i feel cloth in my hand. When I pull my hand out its my sweatshirt. I then throw it on the bed and poor my bag out next to it. No sweatshirt. I grin again and then drop everything into the drawer. Then the dinner bell was rang.

Chiron came up to me and said, " Its getting very crowded in the dinner pavilion. Do you mind sharing a table with NIco?"

I grin at this Nico is only older than me by a few months if you take away the fact that he was in the casino for a more than a couple years. Plus he's cute and reveals that he isn't all moppy around people, but just with me.

" Oh, I wouldn't mind at all." I say then walk in.

I slide in across from Nico.

" Hey," I say as I settle in to my spot. His… Our table is the last one at the far back right. He sits with his back to the rest of the camp. No One can see his reaction except me. Perfect.

" Aren't you supposed to be sitting at your own table?" He asks me.

" Chiron asked me to sit with you because he doesn't have enough room for me to have one table to myself." I say grinning from ear to ear.

" Well I guess its better than being with the Apollo kids. Whenever I'm around they look like I'm gonna make the sun disappear and never let it come back." He says then throws his head back and laughs. I can't help myself so I laugh along with him.

We eat for a few minutes, silently eating. I can't help myself, the words just tumble out, "You should stay at camp more often."

He looks up at me. His dark blue eyes looking into my golden eyes. His have hope in them, "Why."

"Cause I miss you when you're gone. And I need someone to help me find out if I have any cool powers I have." I say adding the second part hoping he doesn't think about the first part.

" There are plenty of people here to help you with that." He says the light in his eyes draining.

" But, your my bestfriend Nico. Everyone else probably thinks I'm scarry now except for the Ares kids. And if I have any powers they'll be similar to your with a little less power." I say pleading with him.

"Fine I'll stay for a few more weeks," I start to smile, but then he continues, " If you'll come down to the underworld with me."

" Sure why not." I shrug trying to keep the excitement off my face as much as possible.

He reaches out to me and says "Ok fine by me. We'll start tomorrow at free period." And with that he stand up grins at me walks over to the fire and dumps the rest of his food in. He then walks out of the pavillion and then just disappears, most likely shadow traveling.

I walk over to the fire and dump my food in. Thanks Dad. I walk over to Chiron asking when I'll get my schedule .

" Your's is gonna be the same as Nico's."

"Thanks" I say and turn around smiling.

"Clair just curious but, Can you fly with your wings?" He says his face mapping something out that I can't tell.

" I haven't tried yet." I say then walk out. Tomorrow I'll try. With Nico.

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