i don't own anything, because i am not rick riodan.
first percy jackson fanfic. after TLO. the lost hero did not happen! ENJOY :D
Percy Jackson was almost happy; he had got a passable grade from Goode and was also on his way to camp after returning from his quest. The only thing missing was his girlfriend, who was probably waiting for him at the entrance for camp.
He was exited to tell her about his adventures from the quest he had gotten from the gods. They said it was simple, it wasn't, a son of Zeus was being held captive by Hyperion. It was his job to rescue that demigod. The only problem being was he had to take his brother, who to put it simply was a twat; he thought that just because he met his Olympian parent he was better than everyone.
At that moment he was lugging both demigods to the border until he heard a roar, he looked behind him and standing there was his old pal the Minotaur, flanked by two empousi. At this point he was running to the boarder.
When he got there he threw the two unconscious half bloods passed the border line. He turned uncapping riptide he charged at the right empousi stabbing her in the hole in the armour by the neck. Pulling his sword out, he turned 180 degrees disarming the next empousi and sliced its head clean off. Percy stared at the Minotaur taunting it, "how many times do I have to kill you, stupid fur ball." The beast charged, but with the curse of Achilles Percy was too powerful, he rolled out of the way stabbing it in the calf as it passed. It skidded to a halt and turned. The creature just waited as if analysing him. In the end Percy got inpatient and threw riptide at it. The Minotaur screamed as if insulted by the fact that someone thought he could be beaten so easily. It sprinted towards the boy, who was waiting for riptide to return to his pocket, it did so when the Minotaur was about five feet away from him he quickly uncapped it and randomly held in front of him closing his eyes tightly out of fear. To his surprise it worked, his enemy was just dust now.
The boy breathed in the strawberry scent in the air that wofted from the strawberry fields and ran to see Chiron, to tell him of the adventures of the quest but when he got to the big house he found that he had been beaten to it by his brother, mark, who was sitting there stealing his glory. "So at this point my weakling excuse of a brother was unconscious" mark lied. Percy stood there for a bit, before saying "bullshit" heads turned to him. Chiron was the first to say something "what do you mean Percy?" he stared at his mentor and said "every thing he just said, he was unconscious and I did the dirty work!" mark then stood and said in a voice that sounded like he had a bad taste in mouth "well then dearest brother of mine where have you just came from? waking up from your nap" the others in the room laughed Percy signalled to the monster dust on his clothes and replied in a disgusted tone "taking care of business."to say he was mad would be an under statement, he was livid to the fact that they had beleived him.
Mark was oddly silent for the rest of the day. Until that is when Percy got to the dining hall. There on the Poseidon table stood mark sword drawn, addressing the campers, "he stole your glory as well as mine, he was called the hero of Olympus but he couldn't have done it without you. I say down with the weakling." The hall cheered whilst battering their weapons against their sheilds or the floor, they marched out of the hall. Turning on Percy they attacked him, including, to his horrow, his friends and his girlfriend.
He did the only logical thing, he ran. He kept running turning his head every now and again to see if there were catching up but they weren't. one time he turned his head to see if they were still following him, but when he looked around everybody was still, cars stopped, a piece of paper that was floating was just still. Percy turned again towards the mob and there was a cloaked figure standing there. percy said the first name that could have that power and would do this "Cronus?" the cloaked figure laughed a laugh that sent chills down his spine, the figure lifted his head to reveal a pale man no older than 20. "really Perseus? I am chaos creator of the universe not some pathetic excuse for a titan!" Percy bowed muttering an apology, "rise boy, I am here to ask you a question not to be worshipped. Now here is my offer, I have watched you Perseus and you are a hero but would you like to become my assassin? It looks like you are not welcome here." The creator said pointed to the mob chasing the boy whilst chuckling like he enjoyed his misery. The young boy thought for a moment and replied "yes my lord i accept your generous offer." then everything went black.