FISHER

"Fisher!" I jumped up from my seat against a tree at the sound of my name. I tried locating the source of the voice. "Fisher!" I looked over my shoulder and saw my friend Juliet pinned to a tree by some type of Cyclops. I grabbed my bronze sword which was sheathed at my side and made a dash towards Juliet.

"I'm coming Jules! Don't die!" I yelled.

"Fisher!" Juliet screamed as a large club came smashing down towards her.

"Juliet!" I fell to my knees and felt the earth begin to move beneath me. The ground shook violently sending the Cyclops and Juliet to the ground. I stood up relatively easy as the earthquake roared underneath me. A large tree fell and pinned the Cyclops to the ground. I ran towards Juliet without the earthquake affecting me. "Juliet? Are you okay?" I asked as I kneeled at her side.

"Yea. I think I'm okay, but I'm pretty sure my ankle's broken." She replied.

"In what way is that considered being okay?"

" Just help me up."

"Fine." The earthquake ended just as quickly as it had started when I calmed down.

"Seriously Fisher, you need to get this thing under control."

"I'm trying. I think it's like emotionally connected or something." I helped her walk over to a tree by our camp site and started a fire. "I'm going to go finish off that Cyclops. Just wait for the others here. I'll be back in like five minutes."

"Okay. Don't die."

"Yea. Don't die." I left Juliet's side and weaved my way through the thick forest to the location of the Cyclops. I ran through a clearing to find my friend the Cyclops up and moving. Except four of his Cyclops friends were here with him.

"Drake Fisher!" The largest one bellowed. "You will be a fine delicacy! We have been tracking you for months!" I drew my sword and prepared my powers over the earth for a fight.

"I'm nobody's dinner." I said while stomping the ground. The earth shook and knocked two of them off balance. I made a splitting motion with my hands and a wide fissure appeared devouring four of the Cyclops easily. The only one left was my friend that got stuck under the tree. "I'm going to have some fun with you." The Cyclops had a look of genuine fear in his eye as I moved the earth like water. I restrained him with shackles of soil and circled him trying to think of a way to finish him off.

"Release me now!" The Cyclops screamed in a fake act of bravery.

"Not going to happen." I stopped in front of him and raised both my arms in front of me. The ground moved to my command and a jagged spike of earth swiftly impaled the Cyclops's mid-section, quickly dissolving him into dust. I sheathed my sword and turned to leave, but found myself surrounded by teenagers in orange shirts with arrows pointed towards me. I raised my hands in surrender not wanting to anger them. When you're being chased by monsters, you don't always meet other sixteen-year-olds carrying deadly weapons. A very attractive blond girl with gray eyes walked out of the pack and stood in front of me.

"What's your name?" She asked me.

"What's yours?" I replied. She smiled.

"My name is Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena." I stared at her for a minute to see if she was joking.

"I'm sorry. Did you say Athena, as in the goddess of wisdom?" Now she seemed a little surprised.

"Yes. I'm surprised you don't know about the Greek gods. You're obviously a very skilled fighter."

"Thank you, but I still don't know what you are talking about when you say Greek gods." She looked back at another guy in the pack. This time, a muscular guy with jet black hair walked out and took Annabeth's hand.

"My name is Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon and I think it would be a good idea if you came with us. We will explain everything." The guy said. They seemed like nice people and my group has been on the run for a long time.

"On one condition." Percy and Annabeth looked at each other in an amused way.

"Name it." Percy said.

"I have four friends that are traveling with me. One of them broke her ankle and I'm not going anywhere without them." They looked at me with what seemed to be empathy and nodded their heads to what I was saying.

"Of course. Your friends can come too." Annabeth told me. Percy nodded along. By this time, all the teenagers had lowered their weapons. "So, where are they?"

"Right here." A new voice said. We all turned to see my friends walk through the clearing. The voice belonged to my best friend Maverick Holland.

Maverick is basically a copy of me except for his golden hair as opposed to my black hair and sky blue eyes as opposed to my dark green ones. We are the same age, sixteen, and same height at about five-ten. We are both tan and muscular from years of being on the run and training. Maverick had his trusty bow and quiver on hand in case needed but was helping support Juliet at the same time. Maverick is the unofficial medic of the group and was interested in becoming a doctor before this all happened. Maverick would die defending us if he needed to.

Juliet was hopping on one foot at his side but still managed to look beautiful. Jules has beautiful blond hair which cascades down her back and radiant blue eyes. She is very thin and just a few inches shorter than Maverick and I. Juliet hopped over to me and leaned against my side as we stood face to face with the army of teenagers.

Taylor Fields, Maverick's cousin and my good friends stood alongside maverick with her bow and arrow drawn. Taylor has beautiful brown hair and calculating grey eyes like Annabeth. She and Maverick both have an unnatural ability with a bow that has saved us more than a few times. She is about the same height as Jules except two years younger and muscular. She and Jules both have tan skin like Maverick and I from training. It's almost like she was made to fight and she's a great ally to Maverick and I.

Patrick Edwards was Taylor's neighbor and is literally the luckiest person I've ever met. Patrick has short brown hair cut the same way as Maverick and I and glowing green eyes. He is the same age as Taylor and the same height. Somehow he has managed to have ghostly pale skin despite our time in the wilderness. Patrick doesn't fight and neither does Jules but they both contribute a lot to our group.

I guess you could say that Maverick and I kind of lead and protect the group. Maverick and Taylor cover me from the trees and I take them out from close range. It's a pretty good system and we're all really good friends. Jules is an expert at cooking with little to no supplies and Patrick's unnatural luck has its benefits money wise. If we needed to fight we would be ready and this group of twenty would have a hard time in a fight.

My friends walked up and stood at my side with Maverick on my right and Jules leaning on my left.

"What's the plan?" Maverick whispered to me. He was tense and ready to spring into action if needed.

"Stand down. They're friendlies and they want us to go with them." I told him. He relaxed immediately. Maverick walked over to Percy and Annabeth and shook their hands.

"My name's Maverick. This is my cousin Taylor, Patrick, Juliet and you've already met Fisher." Maverick said while pointing us out to the group.

"Why do they call you Fisher? I thought your name was Drake." Percy asked. My friends looked around nervously expecting an earthquake. Percy realized that it was a sensitive topic. "Oh, uh, sorry. I was just curious."

"No, yea, it's fine. It's just…my family died because of these beasts and I'm kind of the last Fisher, you know? I just like going by that name if that makes any sense." I told them.

"I think, in a weird way, it does." Annabeth said.

"So, where are we headed?" Taylor called out, always needing to speak. Annabeth and Percy looked at each other.

"Camp Half-blood. Let's get moving. It's already dark."