Hi. My name is Jamie Hothor, and I'm 13 years of age. Right now I am living in an alleyway in Manhattan. Let me explain. My parent, Johanna, and Cathryn died about 4 days ago. I have been living on the streets scene, barely surviving the monsters. Yes, I said monsters. I don't know what they are, but I know they want to kill me. My parents died in a fire. That fire not only killed my parents but destroyed my home. My two moms were pulled into the fire by..some...unknown force? I guess. Well, they were running forward but being pulled backward. My mom, Johanna's, last words were: "Get out of here Jamie! We love you!" And my mom Cathryn's last words were: "Stay away from the seven! If you see them, run!! We love you!" And then, just like that they were gone, forever. I never even got to say goodbye. I didn't know what my mom meant by 'stay away from the seven'. But I've been trying my best. Hold up. I think I hear something. It sounds like...the clashing of....swords...and..monster roars?? Uhh, I'm gonna go check that out.

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So, it turns out like seven or eight teens are battling five-ish monsters. I don't know what they're called, but they have a brass leg and one leg from a donkey, I think. I'm pretty sure they have fangs, and they were wearing ripped cheerleader outfits. For some odd reason, they always are. I fought one two days ago. I started to help by picking up a rock and throwing it. I don't really know how I was able to throw it though. I mean, the rock was huge, probably about 15 or so pounds. The teens finished off the monsters and walked over to me. There seemed to be a leader, as he was in the front. He had sea green eyes and raven black hair. He was also very tan. 

"Hey, I'm Percy Jackson, this is Annabeth Chase, my girlfriend."

"I can introduce myself just fine, Percy." A girl with blonde hair and princess curls said. She had really pretty calculating grey eyes, too. I'm guessing she was Annabeth. Then a boy that pretty much describes the all-American-boy stereotype spoke up. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. Oh, and a scar on his lip.

"My name is Jason Grace, and that's my girlfriend Piper." He said, pointing at a girl that had brown choppy hair with feathers in it and brilliant kaleidoscope eyes. 

"Hey!" she said.

"Hi!" I replied back. Then a short girl with beautiful cocoa colored skin, big fuzzy brown hair and golden eyes introduced herself.

"Hello! I'm Hazel Levesque, this is my boyfriend Frank Zhang." She said pointing to a super huge guy. He looked big and buff. "And this is Leo Valdez." She said pointing to an elfish looking boy. He was covered in oil and had a toolbelt around his waist. " Who are you?" 

"Uh..I'm Jamie Hothor," I said. Then the first guy that spoke, the one with sea green eyes, said something.

"So, could you see the monsters?"

"Uh, yeah. Do you know what they were?" I asked. "The monsters I mean."

"They were empusa, in short vampires. Have you seen a lot of monsters? How long have you been out here on the streets? And, if you don't mind me asking, how many parents do you have?" The tan guy questioned, Percy I think. 

"Percy you just don't flat out ask someone that! Sorry about him." Annabeth scolded Percy. Well, at least I'm pretty sure that's her name, It could be Annabell. 

"No, no. It's okay. And, uh, yeah, I have seen a lot of monsters. I have been out on the streets for about four days. My parents and house burned in a fire. And you probably have no clue who these people are but by any chance do you know who 'The Seven' is?" I responded. 

"Did you say, parents, with a 's'? By any chance were you adopted?" Percy asked.

"Percy! You can't just ask someone if they are adopted!" Annabeth, again, scolded Percy.

"Uh...Yeah....Parents..With a 's'. And, uh, yes I was adopted." I'm a bit socially awkward if you haven't noticed. I didn't want to ask the question again but I did. "Uhh...d-do you have any idea of who the seven..might..be?"   

"Yeah! We're the seven!" The blonde boy, Jason I think, said.

As soon as I heard that, I started backing up from them slowly, then turned and ran. For they were the seven my moms told me to stay away from.