HI!
Please be nice, this is my first fanfiction story. I'm hoping to get better, too, so give me some tips please! :)
Please review and tell me who you want Percy to be with! Out of these:
Reyna :: Calypso :: Annabeth
ALSO, LET ME CLEAR THINGS UP:
Percy and Nico are sons of Zeus, and just arrived at Camp Half-Blood a few months in, finding out Percy is the child of the Great Prophecy. Nico is 17, and Percy is 16. Before Camp Half-Blood, they were out on the streets, surviving together. Once at Camp, Percy helped in the Battle of Manhattan by destroying Kronos, with the help of Nico. Thus Percy gets a wish.
HOPE THAT CLEARS THINGS UP! :)
Let's go!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO, Rick Riordan does. But I think I'd be a good author . . . if I wasn't so . . . me-like.
3rd Person PoV
A young woman's lonely figure peers out into the beautiful sunset of her isolated island. She decides to go back into her cave of a house, where mourned on her bed.
She said to herself, "Calypso, you should be used to it. It happens every time a hero comes along. You have to remember that Percy was one of several."
"Still," she thought. "He was different from the others . . . more self-conscious. Less pride-full... " No! Calypso was determined not to let him wreck her mental wall that somewhat shielded her from her many heartbreaks.
"You're only getting yourself upset, just try to sleep Calypso." She shot straight up in her bed. "Who was that!?" yelled into her cave. Her blue eyes widened as she saw the glimmering figure of him... Percy. She slowly stepped off of her bed, afraid that if she took her eyes off of him for 1 second, he would disappear. As she did this she slipped and stumbled onto the cold floor beneath her, and the glimmering figure, the one that she loved, and had given her hope, almost shimmered off.
"No, please don't leave me again!" she almost shouted at it. Barely five feet away from the figure, she extended her arms slowly, taking baby steps. When she was two inches away from him, she tried to touch him, just on his chest. Her fingers when right through it. Feeling never-ending despair, she sat back on her bed and started to sob, with her down. "The gods have sent you to mock me havent they?"
"No, Calypso, have hope, I'm not trying to mock you, the gods have sent me as a messenger."
"Shut up, Percy, remember that I'm seeing you as a hallucination."
"I may be now, but the next time you see me . . . Calypso . . ." Calypso jerked her head up. Percy, her little ray of hope, had disappeared. "The next time I see him?" she wondered. She fell asleep on that, and, that night, for the first time in many, many nights, she had a wonderful dream, one, of course, with Percy.
Several Hours Earlier
"Percy Jackson, step forward," the King of the Gods said. Percy came up to face with Zeus, a.k.a. Percy's father, sitting quite intimidatingly in his huge chair.
"We will grant you any of your desires, no matter how big or how small." Percy had lost Zeus at "will", as he was staring at the huge guy's toes, so hairy, so big, he thought. In the gigantic throne room of Olympus, you have to admit that mind can go wandering, especially an ADHD one.
Percy snapped to attention as Poseidon, his father's close friend, cleared his throat in anticipation. "Percy, son, have you decided upon a wish?" asked Zeus. "Hmm? Oh! Oh. Oh, oh! . . . yeah . . . umm, can I have a few days to decide on that?" Zeus sat back in his chair, relaxing a bit. "You know Percy, you can wish for anything, world peace, no more global warming, or, you can wish for someone's death, someone's that you despise, not to mention someone's falling in love with you-"
Annabeth, standing behind Percy, glared at Zeus, and threw a sock at Percy. "Don't even think about it." she hissed through clenched teeth.
With Percy and Zeus still shuddering from the hideousness of Annabeth's threat, Poseidon was the one that broke the silence. "Percy, off topic!" He said, snapping his fingers. "Anyways, son, I think that you are under estimating this offer..."
"No, Uncle, I promise I'm not, it's just that-" He was going to say, "It's just that I miss a certain person and I want to say her name in private, because Annabeth will get blazin' mad if I say her name now!", but he decided against it, evidently, because he said, "It's just that I need to..." he looked around the room for inspiration. "I need to-" He had found one. "I need to think of who I want to . . . kill?"
Poseidon had a puzzled look on his face, then Ares, the God of war, started clapping.
"Sensational!" he shouted.
Nailed it!, Percy thought as he absorbed the applause from the one god. All the mean while, Zeus was walking into Percy's mind and seeing the one name that was secretly burning on his own son's mind, the one of which Percy did not want to say in front of Annabeth, the one of which Percy missed very much so, surprised as ever, Zeus saw . . . the Goddess, Calypso.
Thanks for reading! Did you like it?
Please tell me who you want Percy to be with! Either Reyna, Annabeth, or Calypso.
Give me some tips, too! I'm a writer-in-training!
Looking forward to next time,
-Grav3yardG1rl