First post-SoN story I've writen and I've been waiting to post. I've just been told Ella's character slot was added. May or may not be the first fanfic, but I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Ella is technically Rick Riordan's, but she's Tyson's girl (bird... hen?) Or at least to me she is.

"Here bird lady… Red bird lady…" Someone called in the forest.

"Red…" Ella muttered. "Little Red Riding Hood by Charles Perrault, French writer, fairy tale…"

"Tyson not looking for a hood," The voice said. "Looking for red bird lady."

Ella gingerly peeked over her bush. Friends had told Ella to hide, but Ella was curious. Ella had questions. Ella had no book to answer questions and she'd have to do it herself.

One eye in the middle of his head, big clothes, dirty clothes, big eye, one eye…

"Cyclopes!" Ella ducked back behind the bush. "Primordial race of giant, eat heroes, heroes good, Cyclops bad, nope, nope, no Cyclops, Cyclops bad like cheese…"

"Tyson good Cyclops!" He called after Ella. He walked around the bush (rhododendron, from Ancient Greek rhodon 'rose', dendron 'tree', an h after the first 'r') and looked at Ella.

"You're the red lady bird thing!"

"Yep, yep, I'm Ella, Ella not trust Cyclops, nope, nope. Ella looking for friend."

"Friend?"

"Friend of her friend, her friend too, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend', Arabic proverb sometimes considered Chinese, advances the concept that someone who is the enemy of your enemy is therefore your friend…."

"Who is friend?" Tyson asked, looking confused.

"My friend's friend," Ella muttered. "Don't know who. Who will come for Ella."

"I am looking for my brother's friend."

"Brother- masculine child of one's parent, half-brother, step-brother…"

"You are smart."

"Thank you- French merci. Who is your masculine child of one's parent?"

"My brother? My brother is Percy."

"Percy Jackson? Nice, nice people Ella's friends, shall reach sixteen against all odds, oath with a final breath, no weedwhackers, friend, even if he gave Ella cheese. You are Percy's friend?"

"I am Percy's friend," Tyson said. "My name is Tyson."

"I'm Ella. Aella- Latin, Harpy- English. Ella is my name, hello Tyson."

"Hello Ella. You are pretty." Ella became red, red, red (primary colour, complementary colour to green, blood red, rose red, burgundy, pink...)

Then Ella became pale like a ghost (spirit, shade, Lares) when she saw the monster, and she yelled out to Tyson. He turned around and put two strong hands together, smashing to pulp a Cannadian that had followed Ella. Well, not a canadian. They lived in Greece, in the Mediterenean sea. Not anymore; strong Tyson had smashed it.

"Bad Canadian! Will not hurt Ella! Ella is okay?"

"Ella is okay." She told Tyson. He looked at her funny -pretty- but Ella liked it.

"Can Ella be Tyson's friend?"

"Okay!" Tyson said. "Come with me Ella, Tyson will bring you to safety for Percy!"

Ella didn't say everything about Tyson though…

Tyson strong and kind, nice eye, big smile… Kind to Ella, called her smart. Strong, protects Ella, and nice. Pretty eye, nice Cyclops, good friend for Ella, like Percy, like Hazel, like Frank. Yup, yup…