Disclaimer! I do not own Percy Jackson, I never have and I probably never will, unless your talking about I have bought the books... Then I have;) you know wgat I mean...
ON WITH THE STORY!
Chapter I
I scream.
"Honey, it can't be that bad," my foster mom says.
"It is! I would rather pull my brain out of my head and throw it on the floor because I would have less pain!"
"Seriously sis," my foster brother, Hector, says. "your over exaggerating."
"NO! I AM NOT! I WOULD RATHER DIE RIGHT NOW THAT FEEL THIS!"
"Honey, go to sleep, maybe it will feel better."
"Fine! I hope I die so my pain will stop!"
I do a belly flop on the bed, but even before I land, I pass out.
Then, the pain hurts so bad, I wake up screaming bloody murder.
"Seriously? It's three in the morning! Shut up!"
When I don't stop screaming, Hector walks in my bedroom to find me curled up in a ball on my bed almost pulling my hair out.
"MOM! START THE CAR! WERE GOING TO THE HOSPITAL!" Hector screams down stairs.
He comes over to me and picks me up in his arms bridal style. I scream into his shirt and I feel tears streaming down my face. He sits in the car with me in his lap and buckles the seatbelt around us. I feel the car start to move and we drive down the road.
The nearest hospital is two hours away.
This is going to be a long drive.
I continue to sob and scream into Hector's chest. He starts to pet my head and starts cooing and telling me it's okay. I continue screaming and pulling on my hair. Then, I pass out in Hector's arms.
I wake up screaming, not even caring enough to look around. I feel people around me hooking me up to something and strapping me down. I continue screaming and grabbing a hold to the side of the hospital bed. I can tell they are wheeling me somewhere. Then, my scream dies down and all goes black.
I'm standing in a field of strawberries, after a while of wandering I come across an old greek building. I walk inside and I see people in armor fighting. They each have some kind of bronze tipped weapon-whether it be a sword or spear-and Greek battle armor.
Then, in the middle of it all, a boy stops and looks directly at me. He has shaggy black hair, brown eyes, and really pale skin.
"What?" His partner says. He has dark hair and green eyes.
"Someone's watching us."
"Who?"
"Someone dead." Then he starts walking towards me.
"Who are you?"
But before I can say anything I get a tugging feeling in my stomach and I get pulled somewhere.
When I wake up, Hector is holding my hand next to me in the chair. My head feels numb and I can barely process what's going on. I squeeze his hand and he looks up at me.
His eyes are bloodshot like he's been crying. He smiles at me though, a true, not fake, smile.
"Hey," He says.
"Hey, why are you crying? Its not like I'm dead."
"But you did. You died."
"But I thought you would be happy about that though."
"Verry funny. You know I wouldn't want you dead."
"Thanks, you know, for checking up on me."
"I was actually coming to slap you."
"Well its nice to know you care for me."
We both laugh, but I stop in the middle of it and rub my temple.
"Just rest, I'll be back in a little bit."
He gets up and opens the door.
"Hector."
He turns around and looks at me.
"I'm glad you're my brother, I wouldn't want anyone else."
He walks back over to me and kisses me on the forehead.
"Me too."
Then he walks out.
I feel a tugging in my stomach and then everything goes black.
When my eyesight returns laying on the ground. I can open my eyes only a little bit and my head hurts too much so I don't get up. I can hear people mumbling, but my brain is too numb to comprehend what they're saying.
I feel someone pick me up and I look to see who it is. Its the boy with dark hair and sea green eyes.
"Hector..." I whisper.
He looks down at me with a confused look.
"Hector!" I yell. "I want my brother! Where is he? I want Hector Connell!"
I start screaming and kicking and the boy drops me.
I get up off of the ground and start running.
People are running after me, but I easily dodge them and keep running. I look and see some nearby woods and I run into them.
I can feel tears streaming down my face and the pain im my head in almost unbeariable. I trip and tumble to the ground. I just lay there and continue to cry. I feel someone pick me up but this time I don't fight back, the pain in my head hurts to much. I just let them carry me while I sob in their chest.
Hey! The chapters are going to be about this short and I'm hoping to update twice every two weeks if I can. (as you can see on my profile my parents are divorced and right now the one at my moms is spazzing out so I think if I spend a lot of time at my dads house I can get two chapters done in one week.) Oh yeah, on July 18th I'm leaving for Scotland and I'm going to be gone for twelve days(so like two weeks) a so don't expect me to publish stories cause I'm going to spend time with my family. (If you actually read my profile you would know that I'm Scottish too.) Coolness! Peace out!
_*~_~Paige~_~*_
