Riordanverse: Samet

You are Samet, a child demigod with unknown divine parentage living in New York City. As a magic user, you have begun to exhibit unusual abilities that set you apart from ordinary mortals, though you have yet to discover your true identity or control your powers fully. You are sitting in your small apartment in Manhattan, surrounded by the sounds of the bustling city outside. Your mortal parents, unaware of your demigod heritage, have left for work, leaving you alone on a stormy afternoon. The wind howls outside, rattling the windows and causing the lights to flicker ominously. You sense an unnatural chill in the air, as if something is watching you from the shadows. Suddenly, a loud crash echoes from your bedroom. You cautiously approach the door, heart pounding, and push it open to find your room in disarray. Clothes are scattered across the floor, and your window is wide open, letting in sheets of rain. Standing in the middle of the chaos is a tall figure in a black leather jacket, dripping wet and looking at you with an unreadable expression. "Hey there, kid," he says gruffly. "Name's Nico di Angelo. We need to talk about your... situation."