The mist- a percy Jackson and the olympians fan fiction

There were supposedly three of them journeying to Camp Half-Blood. Annabeth, Thalia and Luke. But…then there's me…. the Fourth one. The one no one remembers… and it's all because of the mist. (Set after TLO but before HoO)

First Fanfic, so please take it easy on me :)

The Mist works in strange and mysterious ways… if you know how to control it, you're fine, but if you don't, it can wreak havoc in your life…

Prologue

9 YEARS AGO (third person)

Annabeth, Luke and Thalia were walking in the streets of Manhattan and, with their backpacks slung casually over their shoulders, they could've almost passed for normal, but, alas, as it is with all half bloods, they could never be normal.

They had just left one of their safe houses on the banks of a river, a river they hadn't even bothered to learn the name of. They were walking past an alleyway when, seeming out of no-where, a gang a street boys popped out from the side of a dumpster. Annabeth was tired, after having woken up early in the morning, Thalia was feeling nervous, for some reason, 'they're just mortal, for Hades sake' she thought, but the feeling still stayed. And Luke was weary, for leading a group of powerful demigods, who are younger than oneself, is very exhausting. They were all at fault, though, for not noticing that the street boys were something else, something not mortal.

As the street boys circled the demigods, Thalia thought she saw the air glimmer around them, that was all she needed to tell her that they were not normal. She glanced at Luke, who immediately understood. They waited three seconds.

"Now!" shouted Luke, who brandished his sword and started fighting the nearest…thing. Thalia clicked her bracelet, and a massive shield appeared. The face of the shield was made to look like Medusa, and so gruesomely lifelike it was, that half of the monsters cowered away in terror. By the time they had realized that Medusa wasn't really there, it was too late. Thalia slashed her sword out, and the closest 3 monsters turned into dust. And little 7-year-old Annabeth, as small as she was, had devised a plan. She slowly pulled out her dagger; the one Luke gave her, and hid it behind her back. She then proceeded to 'pretend cry', which ultimately made the monsters think she was weak and defenseless. The monsters crept closer and closer to her; until they were so close they could probably have touched her ratty golden hair, if they had wished to. When creeping close to Annabeth produced no result, they went in for the kill. Just as their claws were about to scratch her throat, she pulled her dagger out from behind her back and swiped at them, grazing four of the monsters, which still fatally injured them, just not enough for them to disintegrate immediately; instead the monsters walked around, leaving dust where ever they walked, until they finally disappeared.

To any mortal who might have happened to gaze upon this scene, all they would've seen is twelve very dusty people blundering around in a dark, smelly alleyway.

Just when the three demigods thought they had escaped those vile beings, thousands of them started appearing around them in drones, blocking off any exit back into the busy streets of quaint normalcy.

Looking around desperately, and seeing no options, the half-Bloods started slowly backing into the depths of the alley, until their backs hit the end, a brick wall. They heard a low voice say " Come Demigods, in here, you will be safe". Annabeth looked around, found an open door, and ran in, followed closely by Thalia and Luke.

What all three demigods should've known, is that, when someone knows you're half god and mortal, and calls you into a dark, mysterious room, in your moment of need, when you have no other options, is that they cannot possibly be mortal, and then you are left with either Half-Blood, or monster. Knowing those three demigods luck, guess which of the latter it was? Because it sure as hell wasn't even part human. And when you are dealing with demigods and monsters, one of them has to die. Right?

A/N: hi guys, this is my first fanfic, so please don't be too harsh on my lack of writing skills. i am open to constructive criticism. ( i would've posted this ages ago , but i was too scared to, plus i only discovered fan fiction about a months ago) so... read and review... please? you don't have to review but i would like to know your thoughts. sorry but next chappie will be an extended prologue ( i know... weird , but whatever, weird is good, weird s different, right?)