What am I? One thing is obvious to me now. I am different. A freak. I am bred for war. For killing. Even the police are afraid of me. No one will take me in, but that's okay. I don't want to be taken in. My name is Jaden Colliath, and I am an orphan.
I breath came out fast, in short bursts. I looked around, my eyes wild. I'm in the middle of a forest, and there is something near me. I had just run away from my 7th foster home, and got a ride to where I am now. I hear a snarl and take off at a run. I can hear the thing running after me, sticks and leaves breaking behind me. A tree branch whips my face, but I continue to keep moving, trying not to break pace. I yell as a branch wraps it self around my foot. I tumble to the ground, sticks cutting my hands. I turn and it's on me. Its hot breath on my face, and claws tearing at my side. I shout, and manage to get my feet on its stomach. With a grunt I kick him off, and get up.
I take off at a run, not bothering to look back. Whatever it is, is coming after me again. Suddenly I feel a shock of anger. Who did this thing think he was? I skid to a halt, and twirl. I spot it, and my stomach does a back flip. It looks like some sort of animal, but it much worse. It is the size of a large wolf, but rotting flesh hangs from its sides and mouth. One of its eyes are gone, and I can see its ribs on one side. I consider running, but I'm done with running. I close me eyes, and feel it leap through the air. Before it hits, I feel a tug in my entire body. Without my command, my hands raise to meet it. Even though my eyes are closed, I see a blinding flash of light. I hear a yelp, and slowly open my eyes.
The roasting carcass of the beast is smouldering a few feet away. I drop to my knees. What just happened? I scramble back, and whip my head around. Are there more? Without thinking I haul myself to my feet and take off at a run through the woods. I don't register how long I ran. I don't know what time it was when I collapsed at a camp, with a couple dozen cabins around me, all weird. I don't even bother questioning the fact that I see a structure of what looks like a ship nearby, and the dozens of campers scrambling around, shouting, pointing to me. All I know is that the world is going black.
Annabeth
I spot the kid, along with the others, as he collapsed in the middle of the clearing. All I know before he falls is that he has jet black hair, his bangs in his eyes, and black eyes. His pale skin glistened with sweat, as he fell to his knees. Apollo campers jogged towards him, and started to heal him. I run and stare at him. Why does he look so familiar?
"I need some nectar!" One camper shouts. Within seconds someone thrusts some at him. Within a minute, the boys eyes flutter open. Chiron is now standing over him, a horrified expression on his face. He makes a gesture with his hands, warding off evil. I turn and gasp. The boy's eyes are indeed black, but also sea green and golden. The edges of his eyes are sea green, the middle black, peppered with gold. His brow furrows, in confusion. "Where am I?" Before any of us can answer, he falls back into unconsciousness. Campers whisper to each other, talking about him. Jason jogs over, sweating, his gladius in his hands. He takes one look at the kid and frowns. "How old is he?" Chiron looks away, so I peer closely. "I'd say…16? 17? Why?" Jason scratches his head. "Because he looks familiar. I turn to Chiron who is trying to leave, unnoticed.
"Who is he Chiron?" I demand. He stops and sighs. "Pray I'm wrong, child. Because if I'm right about who that boy is, the entire world is in danger."
Jaden
I woke, my head pounding. I lay in a mattress, on the porch of a house. I got to my feet and glanced around. A girl, with blonde air and storm grey eyes lay reading a book in some language. She looked up, and her expression changed. She leapt to her feet and pointed her finger, almost accusing me of something.
"You're awake!" She seethed. "What's your name?" I backed up so quickly, I fell of the porch. Her expression morphed to a laugh. "I'm sorry, I've had a rough couple of weeks." I got to my feet and brushed myself off, embarrassed. "My names Annabeth. What's yours?" She spoke gently, but I could tell she was eager to learn about me. "My names Jaden." "Are you from the Legion Camp?" She asked, her eyes wild. I stared blankly at her. "The what-now?" Her shoulders sagged. She was obviously disappointed with my answer. I look around, still confused. Suddenly I remember everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. I let out a shout, and start looking around more frantically.
"What is it!" Annabeth shouts, trying to stop me from running. "I was followed!" I shout. "there was this thing…" I settle down and start to explain my story from the beginning. She acts like she's heard that story before. "Don't worry. Almost every camper here has killed a monster, but I don't really understand how you did it." She said, frowning. "what?" I ask, dumbfound. Annabeth calmly explains that everyone here is a demigod, and that he is too.
"that's insane!" I say. Annabeth's eyebrows rise. "Is it? Explain that monster." I'm at a loss for words. I finally realize she's right. I've always known I'm different, but now I know why I'm different. "You should have been claimed when you were 13, but if not, they'll claim you tonight, probably."
"Who will?" I ask. Annabeth smiles, a little sadly. "You god parent, of course."