Hey guys its me kansalsudarsh with a new story for you. Honestly this idea had been lingering in my mind for a long time so I decided to give it a go. Well that is because there are not a lot of Roman Percy stories out there and those that are either have Percy as a son of Jupiter or they skip the Titan War. Well, I'm not going to do that. The story is mostly going to be revolving around the time Percy spent at Camp Jupiter and how he transformed into a hero. It is going to be a big part so there is going to be a lot of time before HOO starts but every couple of Chapters I will play a little of hoe everything is going in the future. Note this guys, Percy will neither be strong nor popular at the start. Most people would be fawning over Jason and Percy will have to build a reputation for himself. I hope you guys all like the story.
Who am I?
Well, isn't that a very strange question. SO commonly used, in tricks, pranks, movies and many other situations. But now he understood the true depth of that question. Up until now, if anyone would've asked that question to themselves, he would've labelled them as nuts. But now, he would either sympathize with them or-more likely- murder them. He understood how it felt to feel so-so empty. With so many small pockets inside your heads with you constantly pushing, trying to open them but it is as if they have a safe lock on them. And you know what the worst part is; you don't have the fucking combination!
So when Percy opened his eyes, finding himself seated in a bus, surrounded with people who held no resemblance in his eyes, you can't exactly blame him for judo flipping the hand which rested on his shoulders. Come on dude- he freaked out!
But hey he apologised to her, after asking her so many questions she was practically convinced that he had knocked his head too hard somewhere. But she was helpful, not like his apparent best friend Leo who was as helpful as a Lare with a "Free hug" signboard. But that was off topic as they were currently free falling from the top of the canyon, plummeting to their deaths into the river below. Oh how joyful.
Piper was grabbing onto his collar and had her legs wrapped behind his waist, screaming her lungs out. Not an ideal position for someone who is trying to grab the ledges of the walls of the canyon, just so-you know, they wouldn't turn into two hundred pound fish foods- not very high quality if you ask him. But hey, Percy couldn't exactly complain, partly because half of his brain was trying to trying to keep his senses working, while the other half was numb. You can't blame him, Piper was beautiful, not to mention, very hot and it was kind of a fantasy despite of the situat- Damn these teenage hormones.
So when you ask him why, almost like it obeyed his command, the water rose up from the river below and sent them plummeting back onto the cliff, his answer will be something relatively close to "Sorry, my thought process wasn't exactly PG rated at that time."
Coughing the water out of her lungs Piper turned around to face the raven haired boy only to find that he was already up and had something sharp, pointy and golden firmly gripped in his hands, its tip sticking out of Dylan- the ventus's head like a XXL gold unicorn horn. Then, as if things couldn't get any more confusing three bronze arrows protruded out of its head at the same time and the storm disappeared, leaving behind a small pile of something relatively close to golden sand.
Percy turned to look up in the sky only to have to shield his eyes from the intense shine. He removed his hand when a small swoosh of something landing swiftly on the ground, followed by the sound of hooves. He looked in front of him and had to control himself from gaping like a fish.
Why, well the answer is as simple as that-
HOLY SHIT! Those horses have fucking wings!
Umm that was what he was thinking at least, Leo had apparently a little more knowledge on the stuff.
"Extraction team?"
Percy and Piper both turned to the curly haired boy at the same time.
"What?!"
Leo shrugged, "Coach Hedge was talking something about an extraction team coming to pick us up."
The temperature suddenly rose and moisture in the air grew a hundred times. Coach Hedge had just given his life in an attempt to save. Even if he was a donkey from waist down, the old man had just fell off the cliff grabbing a venti in an attempt to save their sorry asses. Guilt was eating at him pretty hard. He didn't know why but Percy's hand instinctively went to grab something at his collar bone. Percy looked down to see that the sword he had been carrying a few minutes ago was gone and instead that hand of his was grabbing a pendant charm hanging on a gold chain around his neck. Percy opened his hand to see that the charm was a gold feather. It wouldn't exactly look very precious to you but Percy was grabbing onto it with such gentleness that he never knew he was capable of. Percy knew that this was no ordinary charm; it was something with a lot of significance, something that was as important to him as his life. But he was disrupted when someone grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. Now call him a little girly but Percy like his shirt wrinkle free thank you. So the next moments weren't exactly homey for the now clearly seen blonde boy down below with Percy's- still origin unknown- gold sword pinned against his throat.
Percy was about to ask him the reasons for his totally unneeded rudeness when he felt as if a bulldozer had crashed into him and he fell down onto the ground a few feet away. He looked up to see another guy, this one looking like a bull who was cursed to stay a human. Well, other than that, he didn't see anything other to describe the bald, absolutely muscle packed and giant sized guy up there.
"Are you okay, Michael?" The big guy asked the blonde- now known as Michael in a surprisingly soft voice and held out his hand.
Michael grasped his hand and the big guy pulled him up with little to no effort.
"Yeah I'm fine Butch, it is just that... how did he do that, those reflexes are too good for an untrained demigod." Michael said the last part in a small voice. Well, Percy was asking the same thing to himself. Asking questions to himself that is something he had been doing lot today, with good reason too. It is not every day that you wake up of a supposedly normal nap without any memory with people saying that you have been with them all year and a girl staying a little too close to you for comfort. Well, Piper was the only girl talking to him, but it was mainly due to the fact that any other girl who approached the small group of three – trying to flirt with Percy- left as soon as they entered, Piper's glare was very effective. Don't get him wrong, Percy liked Piper, she was helpful, kind and plus she'll kick you in the balls if you try anything funny. But there was this nagging sensation inside him, pushing him to stay away from Piper, a sense of danger and wrongness, like that closeness was reserved. But oh well, other than his internal conflict, the entire day he finds out that their hyper active, battle-friendly baseball coach is a half donkey and apparently a group of winged-horse riding boys are coming to extract them from here.
He got a good look at the two new intros. Michael looked to be about sixteen, only about a couple of years younger than Percy. He had slant flowing golden blonde hair and amber eyes. The guy was what you could say taller than average, about 5'7-8 but still was a couple of inches shorter than Percy. He looked nicely build up and held a bow in his hands, which surprised Percy because he was sure it wasn't there a couple of minutes ago. He wore an orange T-shirt with a few words written on it in a strange language.
"Camp Half Blood"
"What?"
He turned and looked at Piper who just said a few words which- if Percy knew her even a little- were quite offending to her. She had a frown on her face as she looked at him.
"That is what both of their T-shirts say."
"How do even read what is written. I don't understand a word of that language?"
She shrugged as if the dyslexic girl hadn't just read a foreign language when she couldn't read properly in even English.
"I don't know how, it's like my brain naturally knows it. Try again; maybe you'd be able to read too."
"Percy looked at the guys and sure enough, their T-shirts had 'CAMP HALF BLOOD 'written on them in white, bold capital letters. Percy rubbed his eyes; maybe all this craziness was finally taking its toll on his brain.
"Where is she?" Came out an angry sounding voice.
Percy stopped himself from showing his startled expression. Percy didn't know why he did that, but it was like his body had completely changed the way it stood. Percy had his chin up and his chest a little out and he stood straight with his sword in his hand perfectly fitted, as if it was custom crafted to fit his palms. Percy felt like he should show his invulnerability- despite the fact that he felt like a lost puppy.
"Where is who?" He asked his voice sounding so calm it even surprised him.
Michael frowned like this was unacceptable. His hands were playing with that bow in his hand and Percy was mentally preparing himself to play 'catch me' with his arrows. But then the Butch put his hand on Michael's shoulders and he sighed.
Michael turned to Leo and Piper. "What about Gleeson? Where is your protector Gleeson Hedge?"
"He got taken" Leo said " by some... tornado things."
Percy cleared his throat. "He got taken by Venti."
Michael raised his eyebrow. "You mean anemoi theullai. That is the Greek term. Who are you and what happened."
Percy wasn't exactly feeling entitled to him but he figured that it was the best option he currently had, so he went along with it. He explained everything that happened to them up until they arrived with that chariot.
Michael looked very angry by the end of it, but this time it didn't look directed towards Percy. He turned towards the sky and shouted. "What is your problem with her? I know, you don't like her but this is insane."
Okay, Percy officially labelled this guy has lost his marbles. However, Butch just looked at him sympathetically. Michael stormed back into the chariot, his each step so hard on the ground it left quite an impression.
Piper and Leo came up to his side. Percy felt a lot better with the two of them at his side. He knew them for only about two hours but he trusted them, at least much more than the two crackers who had just arrived.
"Who kicked him out of bed this morning" Piper asked pointing at the blonde.
Butch hesitated "Michael is okay. It is just that he came here with a lot of hope. He was looking forward having an end to his problems."
"What problem?" Piper asked, almost as if she read his mind.
"A camper of ours is missing. He has practically turned the entire camp upside down looking for her."
"Who's missing?" Piper asked again and Percy was seriously contemplating asking her about a mind link.
"His girlfriend" Butch said "A girl named Ilea "
X-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-X
"Mommy!"
The brown haired woman turned to face her two children. They rushed forward and she knelt down to engulf both of them in hugs.
When she broke apart she looked down at the two with small sad smiles. She felt something wet trickle down her years. A small hand reached up and wiped the tears away.
"Mom, what is wrong? Why are you crying?"
She looked down with sadness shining in her warm brown eyes. She wiped her eyes free of the tears that were still threatening to spill out, she couldn't cry, not now, she had to be happy, stay strong. These moments were the last that she will spend with her family as a whole and she would not spend them bawling. Maybe, just maybe she could convince him to leave them be, there had to be more time, it was too early, he was just nine.
"It is nothing Percy, Lana. Just some dirt that got caught up in my eyes. It is getting late, now off to bed the two of you."
Lana nodded and skipped off to her room, but Percy didn't buy it. He frowned but let go, he knew his mom was upset but he didn't exactly know the reasons for it.
Percy went up to the sibling's room. The room was not very big; it was of average size and was painted a deep emerald colour with many aquatic animals like fishes and Octopus painted all around it. There were two small beds in the middle of it, Lana already asleep soundly on it. Percy stepped up to the other bed still not very convinced that his mom was okay as his mother tucked him in.
The woman stepped to her daughter and planted a small kiss on her forehead. She turned around and engulfed her son in another hug muttering countless "I love you" over and over.
Percy sat awkwardly not knowing what to do. The nine-year old patted his mother's back. Sally finally released her son with tears in her eyes.
Percy frowned and wiped her tears with his small thumb.
"Its okay mom, it's not like I won't be here tomorrow."
Percy lied in his bed and wrapped the blanket over him.
"I love you, mom. G'night." He said and soon slipped off into the realm of deep sleep.
Sally looked down at her son. Percy was very pale for a son of the sea god and his black untameable hair seemed off on him. But despite all that, Sally knew it was only a matter of time before Percy grew up and will have hordes of girls after him. It was a trait the sea god's that aspect children always had. His sons would be a little off on looks during their infant years but when they turned about twelve their features changed drastically.
Tears welled up in her eyes but this time Sally wiped them away. Sally leaned down and kissed her son's forehead. She knew that he had a dangerous fate ahead of him. He wouldn't be easily accepted. He would face many hardships in his life. But she knew he would overcome all of them and will make his father very proud.
A small flash of light behind her accompanied with a warm sea breeze alerted Sally of the presence of the sea god.
Sally turned to look at the black haired man behind her. He had sea green eyes and tan skin. He wore a Emerald blue Hawaiian and khaki shorts. Sally looked at the man with a sad look in her eyes.
"It is time, my dear." The man said in a soft voice.
Sally nodded and stepped out of the way as the sea god moved towards his son. He looked at his peacefully resting child with a sympathetically. He did not want this fate for his child but it was inevitable. He reached down and grabbed his son by the shoulder. He turned to face Sally who had tear sin her eyes. Seeing her like that broke him but he knew that there was nothing that they could possibly do. Perhaps fates will be kind and they will meet each other again one day, but it was farewell for now.
"Bid your final goodbyes, I will make sure he remembers and adores you as his mother."
Sally stepped forward and her hand reached for her necklace that she had hanging around her neck. She removed it and gently tied it around her sleeping son's neck.
"Remember this, I will always love you Percy no matter what happens."
She turned around and nodded to the man who looked at her with sympathy and concern. He too, nodded before as she turned around before a bright light engulfed the room, leaving behind a faint smell of the ocean and a lot of memories.
So What do you think of it guys. Like it? Hate it? let me know whatever you think about it. The pairing is still not decided but it is probably going to be either Piper or Reyna. The other will most likely be paied with Jason. But Hey, it is not written in stone, if you want a different pairing, just say so.
I kinda really wanted a female hero at the greek side because that is not very common. Ilea will soon be introduced at CJ. What do you think of Percy's sister, Lana. Where is she now, At CJ? dead? So many questions, yet so little answers. Many questions will be answered next time in the Roman's Shadow.
READ & REVIEW
.kansalsudarsh