Author's Note:
Hello and welcome everyone to my new fanfic!
This story is one that has been bouncing around in my head for awhile now, and I would like to get it out of my head. This story was originally a request from a friend of mine, but I adapted it into my own.
This story will be quite long. Most of it is planned out, but if you have any suggestions, I would gladly take them into consideration.
Before I begin this long journey, I would like to thank EuclidWriter, who is my editor. He will (hopefully) be sticking with me throughout this journey, however long it may be.
Second to last thing: This WILL BE a PERCABETH story. But before, Percy has to- well, you will find out as you read. And the last thing I wanted to mention, is the first few chapters will be a prologue, and an interesting background around Percy will be displayed.
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Percy Jackson franchise. All rights go to one Rick Riordan
Prologue: Percy's Childhood
Thunder clapped overhead, as a the sounds of a newborn baby came into the world. Rain poured over head, clattering onto the ceiling of the hospital.
A man, dressed in doctor scrubs, took the screaming baby over to the cleansing station, and washed the baby, before presenting it to its mother. How much longer? She thought, even though the baby would be in her hands in only a few seconds.
The doctor finished cleaning the baby, checked its eyesight and hearing, before concluding the fact that everything was perfect. The doctor carefully picked the baby up, and carried it over to its mother. His eyes left the baby, and met the mother's eyes, before gazing to the father.
"Everything is fine," the doctor said at last. "Your baby boy is just fine."
The mother sighed in relief, before letting a tear escape from her eyes. Gently, the father brushed it away, and looked into her eyes with nothing but love. The doctor swiftly left the foot of the bed and went to the mother's left side, before setting the baby boy gently into her arms. Her tears wouldn't stop, as he was placed into her arms.
"Do we have a name yet?" the doctor said tenderly. Looking into the mother's eyes, he saw her trying to get out the name that they spent so much time picking out. When he concluded that she wouldn't be able to make out the simple name, he gazed over to the father, meeting his eyes.
"Perseus," the father made out. "Our son's name is Perseus," the father beamed at the sound of his son's name. A tear escaped his eye, as he looked over at his new addition to his family.
"Perseus Anderson," the doctor breathed out. "What a fine name that is. I must excuse myself," the doctor said as he made his way to the door. "I must get started on your son's paperwork."
The new parents only nodded, as the doctor made his way out the door, and into the hallway. A few minutes went by with only the sound of the mother's tears of joy. Slowly calming down, the father put a comforting hand on her, slowly saying,
"We did it Sally. Our son," the man breathed out, letting the tears that built up, slowly spill.
"Poseidon," Sally said as she stretched an arm out and caressed her husbands check. "Our family," she managed with finality. She slowly brought her lips to Poseidons, and let her mind go blank. She brought her face back, and studied his sea green eyes.
Perseus' eyes slowly opened, showing the world his sea green eyes, that resembled his father's. He let out a small squeal, before being calmed down by his new parents once more.
"Shhh," Sally said as Perseus started to cry once more. "Your life will be filled with nothing but happiness. You will have the greatest life imaginable." Sally cooed her new son.
Later that day, Perseus was brought home to his new house. A place, that would be full of a child's squeal, for far too long…
6 Years Later…
"Watch out Percy!" the older boy said as he shoved Percy into a group of children.
Percy passed right through them and slammed to the floor, earning laughs from everyone around. Embarrassed, Percy pushed himself up, and bowed his head slightly, showing a sign of surrender.
"That's it?" the boy said surprised at how easily Percy caved in this time. Normally Percy would have fought back a bit, but over time, Percy learned to give in. Percy's eyes left the floor, and studied the kids around him.
It was before school started, 5 minutes in fact, and at this time, everyone was in the halls. They either talked to their friends, or they waited for their daily dose of Percy against Mark. Percy's eyes met Mark's.
Percy turned away, and slowly walked down to his classroom. Percy's jet black hair swayed a little, as he walked. A boy came up from behind him and tapped his shoulder.
Expecting it to be Mark, he jumped forwards, ready for his next punishment. Much to his surprise, a smaller boy, with brown curly hair met his gaze.
"Don't let Mark get to ya!" He squeaked. "He likes to think he is the coolest kid around," he started to say, before realizing he missed his introduction. "Oh! I am sorry. My name is Grover Underwood!"
"Percy, Percy Anderson," Percy stated while he averted his gaze.
"Hi-lo!" He greeted lamely. "I know! I see you all the time! I am your neighbor as a matter of fact!" Grover said amused. Percy's eyes snapped back to the boy. "It's okay, I only moved her a week ago. I hope we can be friends!" Grover extended his hand in a friendly manner. Before Percy could accept it, the bell rung, signaling the start of the school day.
Percy re shouldered his backpack, and said a quick goodbye, after agreeing to walk home with him. Percy slowly walked to his class, as kids started to file into their respective class.
6 hours later...
As Grover had promised, he was waiting for Percy outside the building to walk home with him. Giving him a quick greeting, Percy shouldered his backpack, and marched forth in the direction of his house.
As they proceeded to the house, Grover would not stop talking. Once he finished saying something entirely, he would start a whole new topic, involving Percy only a few times. Percy took this time to study his surroundings.
Miami, Florida. Percy thought in his head, Born in Florida, Percy and his parents, Sally and Poseidon Anderson, had lived in a medium sized beach house located on the shores of Florida. Dressed in a tank top and shorts, Percy got accustomed to the weather slower than he thought.
"Percy?" Grover said.
"Hm? Oh- Sorry. I got distracted!" Percy said quickly. Looking over at Grover. "Where did you move from?"
"San Francisco," Grover said as they proceeded down their street. "The weather here is a bit nicer, but both places are very warm..." Grover started to rant again. It was the beginning of June, which meant Percy's 1st grade was slowly coming to a close.
Percy was elated his school year was coming to a close. His parents promised him they would be going on a trip as soon as school got out for him, and to Percy, that day couldn't come sooner.
"... and the beach is right there! Which means I can swim WHENEVER I WANT!" Grover squealed in delight, remembering his day at the beach yesterday. A few minutes passed in silence, as Grover continued to grin to himself.
Houses passed the two boys, until Grover stopped at a two story house that overlooked the ocean. Looking at the house, Percy noticed the color was that of the sea, which fit giving the area. Percy looked down the road and spotted his house, making note of how close Grover actually lived.
"This is my house!" Grover stated the obvious. "I guess I will catch ya later!" Grover said as he turned on his heel, and sprinted into his front lawn.
Percy laughed at Grover's sudden outburst, and he turned towards his house, and started to walk down the hill, waving goodbye to Grover.
Grover trotted onto his porch, and burst the door open and ran into the house laughing his ass off. He ran up the stairs towards his bedroom, and threw his swimming trunks on, all with a laugh.
"Grover!" his mother yelled from the kitchen.
Grover's giggling stopped at the sound of his mother's voice. He looked at the door, and ran out the door and down the stairs. '14! 15! 16! 17!' he inwardly counted the stairs, and when he hit the last stair, he jumped to the ground floor with a loud THUD!
He waddled his way into the kitchen and ran to his mother, and hugged her leg, all with a smile. With one though in his mind, his new friend Percy.
Percy's House…
The front door gently closed as he entered the house.
Percy walked up the stairs to his room, and lazily put his backpack on his bed. Collapsing onto the bed, Percy yawned. Percy's eyes wandered around the room.
His walls was a light sea green that looked like the color of the ocean. The bottom of the wall was outlined with sea shells that they gathered when Percy was 3 years old. He giggled at the memory of him forcing his parents to continue to search for shells, even if they already had enough. His thoughts were broken when the sound of a woman shouted at the top of her lungs.
"PERCY? Are you home sweety?" his mother shouted.
"Yes mother!" Percy groaned as he got off his bed. He walked out of his room, and slowly made his way down the stairs. Percy slowly walked into the kitchen, and he was quickly picked up by his mother.
"Hi sweety!" Sally cooed as she spun Percy around, causing him to giggle uncontrollably. Much to Percy's disappointment, she set him down and asked, "How was your day?"
"Good!" was all Percy said, before rushing to the couch, and jumped next to his father, who was working on his computer. "Hi daddy!"
Poseidon laughed at Percy's antics, and he set his laptop on the coffee table before turning to Percy. Without warning, he started to tickle Percy, causing him to laugh once again. "How are you buddy!" Poseidon asked.
"Good!" Percy said again before jumping off the couch and running back upstairs.
Poseidon laughed once more, and picked his laptop back up and continued working. Poseidon was CEO of a large overseas exportation service, while Sally was a stay at home mother until Percy grew up some. Sally walked up behind Poseidon and wrapped her arms around his neck before saying,
"He gets his energy from you," Sally kissed his check before letting go of his neck.
"Ha ha," Poseidon laughed. "Yeah, he does have a lot more energy then we know what to do with." A beeping sound in the kitchen caught Sally's attention, and apparently Percy's, because he bolted back into the kitchen, eagerly awaiting Sally's baking. Laughing slightly, Sally pulled the blue chocolate chip cookies out from the oven, and placed them on the cookie sheet.
"You have to wait a few minutes sweety," Sally said ruffling his messy jet black hair, Percy groaned and sulked over to his father, making them both laugh…
Three Weeks Later…
"... and students remember to place your homework in the homework bin, FIRST thing in the morning." Mrs. Odgin said as she wrapped up the school day. She slowly walked over to the classroom door and carefully opened it. As if the signal was given, all the students bolted out the door.
Percy hung back, along with a few other kids. Slowly putting away his books in his desk, he made his way out of the classroom, after giving Mrs. Odgin a quick goodbye.
One more week… Percy thought inwardly. Today was Friday afternoon, and school was quickly coming to a close. He made his way out of the building, and absent mindedly started to walk towards his house. Grover came out of the school a few seconds afterwards, and bolted to catch up to his new friend.
"Hi-lo!" Grover greeted his usual greeting, as he met Percy's sea green eyes.
"Hey Grov," Percy greeted. "How was your day?" Percy asked politely, knowing he would go on a 5 minute rant about how crappy his teacher was today. Percy learned to ignore Grover's rants. Instead of listening to the boy talk endlessly, he observed his surroundings as the pair made their way home.
Minutes passed, and Percy felt something wrong, sending a chill down his spine. He looked around and noticed a tall, chubby guy in a black hoodie that was pulled over his head, hiding his face.
Percy's eyes widened as the man met Percy's eyes. The man smirk, making another chill run throughout Percy's body. Percy looked behind the man, and realized they were too far away from the school to be noticed.
Without thinking, Percy grabbed Grover's hand, and bolted.
"Hey-!" Grover yelped in surprise, and Percy ushered him down a small alley. Without delay, the man bolted after them, following the two kids down the alley. The man pulled out a wooden bat, as he approached the two boys.
Percy ran, with Grover hand in his, until he noticed he reached a dead end.
Grover yanked his hand away from Percy, and started to question Percy, until he saw the man with the bat approach them. Grover opened his mouth to yell, but the man swung the bat swiftly, connecting with Grover's left leg.
"Shut it!" the man hushed Grover, who was not whimpering at his now broken leg.
The man's cold eyes glanced over to Percy. Dropping his backpack, Percy started to cower in fear. His eyes darted to the floor as he started to back up, hitting the wall. The man made his way over to Percy and raised the bat over his head, and swung.
Percy blacked out.
3 Hours Later…
Beep…. Beep…. Beep… The sound the life support echoed throughout Percy's hospital room, as Sally and Poseidon sat next to their son. Sally's tears stopped falling 20 minutes ago, since her eyes finally dried. Poseidon put a comforting hand on her shoulder, causing her to look into his gaze.
"He's going to be fine," Poseidon said pained, as he looked over to see his son.
Percy's swollen head started to swell, due to the man's bat. His eyes were closed shut, and his forehead was soaked in sweat. His black hair was messier than usual. The doctor left the room after concluding he had a concussion.
Sally got a call a few hours ago from the police, saying their son was involved in an assault. Immediately, Sally started to blame herself, because she finally approved of Percy walking home alone, even if the school was a 10 minutes walk away. A mystery man called 911, reporting two unconscious boys in an alley.
Compared to the other boy, Percy lucked out.
The other boy, Grover, had a broken leg, and a massive concussion. Poseidon overheard the doctors saying that they don't think he would ever be able to use the leg again. Something about a shattered knee cap, Poseidon wasn't sure what was wrong with him.
Poseidon's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of whimpering from his son. Sally's eyes shot open, and she bolted to his side, followed quickly by Poseidon.
"Hey buddy," Poseidon said quietly because of Percy's concussion.
"-eyh,,," Percy choked, pain blaring into his head. "-ah 'appened…?"
"You were hurt buddy," Sally managed, knowing she had to stay strong so she wouldn't worry Percy. "You are in the hospital, because you have a booboo on your head."
Percy giggled, before pain swelled in his head once more. "-ere is Grovveer," Percy slurred, pain over taking him.
"He is okay sweety, he is in the next room."
Percy's eyes bolted open, remembering everything that happened. He started crying, realizing what happened. Something inside him told him that Grover was not okay.
"It's okay sweety, everything will turn around for the better, no matter how rough things get…" The rest of the night was filled with Percy's sobs, until he slowly fell to sleep.
3 Months Later…
Percy and his family finally came home from their vacation from Hawaii. Percy gleefully ran into the house, and jumped onto the couch, both happy and sad. Happy, because he was finally home, but sad because school was starting in a couple weeks.
Percy waddled up the stairs to his room, and jumped onto his bed, slowly drifting off to sleep. Percy's thoughts wandered back to that day…
Bolting up from his nightmare, his thoughts wandered to Grover. Shortly after the accident, Grover and his family moved. All Percy's parents said about it, was that they moved out of the state so Grover could go to a better school.
Sighing, Percy got up and walked out of his room, but not before throwing on a pair of swimming trunks. He walked down the stairs, and book it into the living room, jumping onto Poseidon's lap.
"Daddy! Take me to the beach!" Percy happily exclaimed. Poseidon only chuckled, before picking his son up and putting him on the couch.
"Alright! Let your old man get you a towel!" Poseidon walked over to the closet, and grabbed a couple towels and a bag of beach toys for Percy. He went into the kitchen and kissed his wife's cheek before saying, "Percy and I will be at the beach."
"Alright sweety," she beamed. "I promise to meet you both down there in an hour. I need to do some unpacking. Don't worry, it won't take long."
"Alright mommy!" Percy answered for them. Before booking it to the back door. Sally and Poseidon chuckled, before Poseidon picked his son up and put him on his shoulders.
The two of them made their way down to the beach. The closer they got, the more Percy squirmed on top of Poseidon. Chuckling to himself, Poseidon let his son down, and Percy bolted to an open patch of sand.
Poseidon slowly made his way over to Percy, and put the bag of toys on the sand in front of Percy. Percy squealed with glee, as he tipped over the toys, slipping them at his feet. Percy pick up a few, and started to make a messy sand castle. Picking up a bucket, Percy tossed it at Poseidon, motioning to the sand castle with his hands.
Getting the hint, Poseidon got to his knees and packed the bucket with sand, helping Percy build the sand castle.
Slowly but surely, an hour passed by. The two boys started to play in the water, losing track of time.
Poseidon, not caring that he wasn't in swim shorts, started to light splash his son, which Percy returned with all his force. Squealing with glee, Poseidon laughed as Percy attempted to tackle him.
Mocking failure of being able to handle Percy's blow, he toppled over, and fell into the warm water. Percy stood by his father, and glowed in triumph.
"I win!" Little Percy exclaimed. He booked it out of the water and tiredly plopped down on the towel that they sprawled on the hot sand. Poseidon got up, and chuckled while checking his watch which read '2:30'.
He made his way back over to Percy, and said "Let's go see where your mother is!" Percy's eyes light it, and he nodded lazily.
Poseidon grabbed Percy's hand, and they both walked over to their house, not even bothering picking up their beach stuff, given they would be back. As they approached the house, Poseidon heard a loud bang, and a small shriek.
Poseidon's eyes widened in fear.
He stopped and pulled Percy to a halt, and bent down to look Percy in his eyes. Sea green eyes meet, and Percy saw the worry etched into his father's eyes.
"Perseus," Poseidon's voice was laced with concern. "I need you to stay here. And do not move. What so ever. Do you understand me Perseus?"
Percy knew something was wrong, but all he could do was nod. Percy realized deep down, that the last time he saw his father like this, was when his parents were in his hospital all those months ago. Poseidon bolted up the beach, and booked it into a house. Percy only watched as his father disappeared into his own house.
Percy's feet sank into the sand, as he heard another large bang again, and a few seconds later, Poseidon booked it down the beach once more.
Tears were rolling down his face, as he retook Percy right hand and picked him up swiftly, and booked it down the beach. Without explaining, Poseidon took out his phone and dialed 911. The pair ran into the open street, and Poseidon hailed a cab and told the cabbie an address, all while talking into the phone.
"Yes! This is Poseidon Anderson! I need an ambulance at-" Percy blanked out the rest of the conversation…
Hanging up the phone, Poseidon squeezed Percy's hand, gave him a pained smile, and told the cabbie to go faster. Minutes passed, and after a while, they got out of the car.
Poseidon reached over the passenger side window, and started to talk to the driver. "I am so sorry, I don't have any money!" Poseidon apologized.
"Don't worry about it," the driver said. "I heard you on the phone, I only hope everything's okay." Poseidon gave him a pained look. Poseidon gave him a slight nod and looked back towards Percy.
Poseidon grabbed Percy's hand and walked up the steps that led to the doors of the police station…
Poseidon left Percy in the hands of the police, while he went and talked to them. The officer he was given to tried anything and everything to keep Percy preoccupied, but it ended in vain, because all Percy could think of, was his mother.
A few hours passed, and Percy saw Poseidon walk out of a room, and headed straight for the front desk. He gave the police officer behind the desk a weak smile, and said something brief to him, not registering to Percy. Percy poked Poseidon's legs, which only earned Percy a small smile, before his attention returned to the bag that was being handed to him.
Inside the bag, was a bunch of clothing, some tooth brush, toothpaste, and a bunch of other toiletries. Percy didn't understand why they were given any of these, but he let it go.
As they walked out of the police station, Percy poked Poseidon's leg once more, gaining his attention. Percy let out a small voice, barely audible.
"Where's Momma?"
"Oh Percy," Poseidon let out, dropping down to his knees to look Percy into the eyes. "Mommy is going away for a long time. I don't know when she will be back though. But for now, we are going to be going away for a long time too."
Percy wanted to say something else, but the look in Poseidon's eyes told him other wise. So Percy let Poseidon lead him to a car he had never seen. Percy got in the car, and headed into a direction that Percy too had never seen...
2 Years Later…
A few after the incident in Percy's old house, Percy and his father, Poseidon, left Florida and moved to San Francisco.
Percy hated it.
Normally, Percy would never admit that he hated someone or something, but ever since they moved there with nothing but the clothes on their backs and Poseidon's fortune, he learned to hate the San Francisco life. A few days after they moved, Percy had the saddest birthday of his life, due to no longer having his mother at his side. Given the circumstances, they two of them had a light birthday party.
The day they got to California, Poseidon and his son got a hotel room for the week, then shortly afterwards, Poseidon bought a house in city.
The rest of the summer passed with nothing major happening. Percy would continuously ask where Sally was, but each time Poseidon would give him a pained looked and brush it off, saying "That is a discussion for when you're older."
Summer ended, and school started. Percy enrolled in Cambridge Elementary School, and he became known as the 'New Kid'. No one bothered to learn his name, and frankly, he was too distraught to even care.
Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he opened the front door and walked straight to Poseidon's car. Opening the door, Percy quickly got in and closed the door, leaning his head on the window, his mind wandered completely oblivious to what his father started to say to him.
The next two years, which Percy labeled "The Worst Two Years", passed very slowly for the Andersons.
As time moved forward, Percy slowly but surely started to feel more alone. Sure, he would always have his father when need be, but Percy could tell Poseidon hurt whenever he looked into his son's eye. Though Percy's eyes resemble his father's, Poseidon would see Sally in him. Slowly, Percy started to feel neglected, though he would never admit it to himself or others.
A month into his fourth grade life, Percy was an instant outcast.
Since they were all 9 or 10, they all had formed their cliques, and Percy wouldn't be able to fit in, even if he tried.
Pulling his head off the car window, Percy sighed as he opened the door, saying a quick goodbye to his father, he bolted into the school.
Cambridge Elementary School.
The first half of the day passed without a hitch. Percy sat in his desk while his teacher rambled on about gods know what. One Percy's first day of school, all of his teachers were informed of his past and told them he would need time to be able to cope with it. Percy hated the special treatment they gave him, but he rolled with it.
"Mr. Anderson?" the teacher said, shaking Percy from his thoughts. Another kid coughed, while saying something, making everyone in the class burst into laughter, making Percy hot with embarrassment. He looked up to meet his teacher's eyes, and heard her sigh.
"Yes Mrs. Peters?" Percy asked with a slight smile, hiding his embarrassment.
She only pointed to the book, and said, "Page 23, Mr. Anderson. Top of the page, would you be kind to read for us?" Percy looked down to his book, "Green Eggs and Ham", by Dr. Suess. A classic book, one that Percy had read with his mother when he was little.
Sighing, Percy flipped open his book. Percy's leg spurred off once more, causing his entire body to start to bounce with it. Curse my ADHD. Percy growled inwardly. Flipping to the page, Percy ran his eyes across the top, finding where he was.
Percy started to read slowly. As he went on, the words and letters started to shuffle with each other, causing Percy to suddenly stop reading. He squinted at the page, trying to regain focus. After a few seconds, the letters stopped moving, and he was reading once more.
As he furthered down the page, it happened again, but this time it didn't stop.
Panicking, Percy's eyes shot open, as he stared at the page in disbelief. The teacher noticed his discomfort, and looked at the clock, realizing lunch was in a few minutes.
"Alright class! You guys have only a few minutes until lunch, so why don't you go early." She said with a smile, and watched as the kids scooted out of their chairs, and made their way to the door. Percy how ever did not move an ounce. He continuously stared down at the page, shocked. He looked up after a few seconds, and notice Mrs. Peters was looking down at him, with a small smile on her face.
"Hey Perce, care to tell me what's bugging you?" She asked politely as she bent down and stared at him, face to face. He looked into her eyes, then back to the book. Pointing at the words on the page.
"You see them too right? The letters! They are moving!" Percy exclaimed. Mrs. Peters sighed, and mentally thought to herself, 'ADHD, a horrific past, AND now this? Can this kid catch a break?'
"Yeah! I do Percy! Isn't it cool?" She tried to play it off, but something in Percy's face changed, for the worse.
"You're lying!" Percy grew to learn how to read people's emotions through looking in their eyes, and Percy knew this look all too well.
Pity.
"You feel bad for me! You all do!" Percy got up and ran out of the door, and made his way to the lunchroom, leaving Mrs. Peters alone in the classroom, sighing. She got up from her crouching position, and walked over to her desk. Sighing as she sat down in her chair, she picked up the phone that lied on her desk.
Dialing the offices number, she put the phone to her ear, saying, "Hey Nancy, its Julie. Can you page me Robert?" She asked as she waited for her response. "Yeah it's about him… Thanks Nancy."
"Julie?" The principal said into the phone. "Is there something wrong?"
"Hey Rob. And you could say that. My class was reading today, and when it was Percy's turn, he wasn't able to… Yeah... Dyslexia."
A few days passed, and Mrs. Peters grew concerned for the boy, given his past, she was surprised he hadn't broken yet. What she didn't know, was Percy didn't truly know what happened to his mother…
Mrs. Peters dismissed the class for lunch, and Percy left the room almost immediately. He walked down the hall, and stopped suddenly when he saw the school's most recognized bully standing further down the hall, pushing a few kids around while yelling harsh words at them.
Percy didn't know his name, nor did he care. Percy slowly approached the scene before him, with clenched hands. He slowly closed his sea green eyes and sucked in a small breath.
Not now Perce. He muttered to himself, letting his hands relax and his eyes reopened, He slowly started to make his way past them, when suddenly he saw a hand at the last second, pushing him into the wall of lockers. Percy's eyes flashed open, anger seering in them. He met the bully's hazel eyes, and the bully snickered.
"What do you want pipsqueak?" the kid quipped, causing him and a few others to laugh. His eyes wandered from Percy for a few seconds, and then his eyes snapped back to Percy, anger still clear in them.
Percy pushed himself off the wall, and the same hand pushed him back against it once more, earning more laughs from them. "Where do you think your going?" The bully teased. Percy put on a fake smile, and tried leaving the wall once more. The same hand reached out, but before it made contact with Percy's chest, he moved to the side, and swung his clenched fist upwards, hitting the bully in the eye.
"Ow!" the boy squealed, as he stumbled away from Percy with a scared look evident in his eyes. Percy's eyes widened in realization. He knew what the consequences were, but he decided he would deal with them as they came.
Percy peeled his eyes away from the bully and made his way down to the lunchroom, hearing the voices of teachers as they tended the fallen bully…
Two Months Later…
Two months had passed since Percy's expulsion from Cambridge Elementary School.
When Poseidon first found out about Percy's antics, he wasn't surprised. He knew Percy's pent up emotions would eventually explode, but was very pleased to find out he was just defending himself.
Though he was only defending himself, the school won't tolerate any form of violence, and Percy understood that. Poseidon could tell by the way Percy talked, he was glad to be able to leave that school behind. Before the incident, Percy's teacher informed him of her new discovery, and recommended him to see a doctor.
After his expulsion, Poseidon took him to the doctors, and as if the world was against Percy, he was diagnosed with Dyslexia. Although Percy didn't understand what that meant, Poseidon carefully explained it to him.
Shortly afterwards, Poseidon decided to move further inland, so Percy could attend another elementary school, much to Percy's dismay.
Percy was enrolled into Burlington Elementary School without a hiccup. Poseidon met with Percy's new teacher the Friday before he was supposed to attend, bringing Percy in with him. Although this was his new teacher, Percy didn't bother learning her name.
The teacher showed Percy the box of toys on the other side of the room, so Poseidon could talk to her privately.
He carefully explained Percy's situation, his past, his ADHD and now Dyslexia. She was a bit floored a 9 year old had to go through all this, but understood completely.
Percy's second month swiftly rolled through, and it was now Christmas break.
Normally, any kid would be super hyped about the fast approaching Christmas day, but not Percy. The last few years without his mother, he and his father had spent Christmas at home, doing next to nothing. Sure Percy would get a few toys, but nothing that really left a memory with him. Percy knew this Christmas wouldn't be any different. He almost expected something worse to happen, so he would confirm his suspicions.
Percy's wish did not come true, and Christmas came…
Percy's head popped out from underneath the sheets. Looking over at the clock, it read '7:21'. Grumbling something inaudible, he dragged himself out from the covers, and looked out the window, showing nothing but blue skies, and a green earth. Percy never had a white Christmas, but he couldn't care less. Getting to his feet, he made his way to the bathroom, and looked into the mirror, mumbling as he saw his messy jet black bedhead.
Running his hands through it, he decided it was good enough, and walked out of his bedroom, and down the stairs to the little living room. Even though Percy knew his father had money, they got a smaller apartment, just for the two of them.
Putting on a fake smile, Percy ran into the living room, and jumped next to his father. Poseidon only chucked, and picked Percy up and ruffled up his already messed up hair.
"Merry Christmas buddy!"
"Merry Christmas dad!" Percy said with forced enthusiasm. Poseidon seemed to buy it, and Percy proceeded to open presents, and that Christmas was the first Christmas neither of them brought up Sally's name. Even if they never said her name, they both felt her absence in their hearts.
Four Months Later…
Percy's school year progressed faster than he thought it would, so when early May rolled in, he was surprised how fast the school year had progressed. In his time at Burlington Elementary School, Percy was able to make a few friends, Ashley and Neil. They became pretty good friends, up until Percy abruptly left them both.
The middle of May rolled in, and Percy was getting fed up with school already. Percy told very few people about his past school, but the people who did know about it, helped keep Percy in check. That was until he slipped from their grasps.
One day at recess, everyone was happily playing around the open field and the playset. Percy and his friends slowly walked from the field up to the swing set, when Percy caught a glimpse of a couple kids harassing some kids on the swing set. Neil and Ashley noticed, and each grabbed one of Percy's arms, hoping to be able to contain their friend.
Everyone knew that the swing set was far away from the group of teachers, so Percy knew they wouldn't respond to bullying unless it got out of hand, or someone got a teacher. Ashley looked into Percy's eyes, her short brown hair blowing in the breeze and said,
"I will go get a teacher, and you-" she said pointing at Neil. "Keep him under control."
"Will do girly!" Neil quipped as he stuck a tongue out at her retreating figure. Percy looked at Neil, then back at the kids at the swing set.
Shane.
Everyone knew him. He was a 5th grader, and everyone knew that he got whatever he wanted, so you either give it to him or you fight him for it.
A hand shot out, and the kid on the swing was shoved off the swing set, and landed on the mulch with a small Thud. Instantly, Percy ripped his hand away from Neil's and he bolted over to the fallen kid. Shane and his small group laughed, one saying "His Knight in Shining Armor!"
"You okay," Percy said ignoring the kids behind his back.
"Yeah," the kid muttered. Percy helped the kid up and gave him to Neil, so he could deal with Shane and his pals. Percy met Shane's eyes. Sea green on Blue.
"I think you took this kids swing," Percy said cooly, being rewarded with snickers from the boys around him, but he maintained his glare on Shane.
"I don't think I did," Shane said lamely, causing Percy to roll his eyes, hard.
"Come on," Percy started, refocusing his gaze on Shane. "We both know you did, and why don't you be a nice little boy for a change." Percy should have regretted it, but he kept his eyes on him, not moving an inch.
Shane's eyes flared, sending a small chill down Percy's back, but he ignored it. One of Shane's friends pushed Percy's back, and caused him to stumble forward, before Shane pushed him back into his friends, and they caught his arms and held him still, facing Shane. Looking into his eye, Shane spoke "I will give you one chance, to back on out of here. Because I am a nice little boy."
Percy nodded. Shane gave his friends a slight nod, and they released Percy's arms. This is when Percy finally noticed a small crowd had formed around the swing. Percy turned to Neil, and started to walk towards him, but before he grabbed Shane's legs and flipped him backwards off the swing, causing him to land on his head.
Shane's friends stood still, staring dumbfound, as Percy started to walk away. He noticed a teacher approaching them with Ashley by her side.
Since all the kids were more scared of Shane then they were of Percy, they were all quick to side with Shane. And given Percy's last school experience, the school quickly sided against Percy.
Causing him to be expelled from yet another school…
From that point on, Percy and Poseidon bounced from district to district, but they never once left California, ever since the first arrived themselves. Percy got expelled from a handful of schools, though some he stuck up for himself, most of the time he stuck up for some complete stranger.
"Dad," Percy said, gaining his father's attention, whom was sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap. His black hair had been cut and groomed nicely, with only a few greys starting to show. His glasses hung on the bridge of his nose, as he looked at Percy.
They were in the living room, only a few boxes lied around the house. Percy grew tired of moving every couple months, because of some fight he would get in. He promised himself he would stop causing his father trouble.
"What would mom always tell me whenever I was upset?" Percy asked as his father put the laptop to his side.
Poseidon chucked before looking into his son's eyes. "She would always say, 'I know nothing is going your way, but I promise you a future. One of happiness, and you will have the greatest life imaginable.' That was the first thing she said to you after you were born…" Poseidon peeled his eyes away from Percy, looking back at his laptop before continuing, "She called it, "The Promised Future." It means, no matter what happens, your life would be filled with joy."
Percy looked away. He wanted to believe what his father had said, and his mother before that, but he couldn't. He had lost his mother, and his father grew distant as time went on. Bouncing from school to school, Percy began to shut himself out.
"Oh," Percy's eyes fell, looking at the floor. Slowly, he got off the couch, and made his way out of the living room.
Two Years Later...
Percy kept true to his promised he made to himself.
In the two years that had passed, Percy had not got expelled from any schools at all. Percy was now in 6th grade, just starting out in Middle School, and to be honest, Percy was nervous.
He didn't like the fact that you roam the school for your next class. He would rather have one teacher that knew his struggles. He would rather have only one teacher feel pity rather than 6 teachers.
Percy exhaled a sigh of relief that he didn't know he held.
The final bell rung, signaling school was finally over. He swung his blue backpack over his shoulder, and raised from his chair, as he swept the shaggy black hair from his eyes. He made his way out of the door, remembering his father had some business meeting to attend to. So instead of heading to his bus, he went to the school's library, which Poseidon already called ahead to make sure they were fine with Percy.
Percy headed down the hallway. With the occasional shoulder bump he got from students, he safely got to the library intact, and without any harm.
Walking over to the nearest table, he swung his backpack onto the table, and fell into the seat before him. He pulled out his homework folder, before sighing inwardly. Homework. He cursed to himself. Opening the folder, he pulled out the first assignment he saw, and slowly but surely started to work on it, cursing his dyslexia.
Percy lost track of time, and he decided to use the bathroom. Walking to the counter, he told the librarian, and left the library.
Percy opened the door to come back into the library, but heard one of the librarians say his name. So like any child, he rushed in and hid in a spot so he could hear their conversation.
"That isn't Percy Anderson, is it?" one of them said in a hushed whisper. "The one that lost his mother?" Percy's vision tunneled, realizing what they had just said. But he didn't move.
"Yeah that is. Can you believe what happened to his mother?" the other one said, a bit quieter this time. "Percy and his father are lucky, normally he kills the whole family."
Percy gasped, horrified. He couldn't-he wouldn't believe what they had just said. He quietly got up and made his way back over to his table. Putting all his supplies away, Percy made his way over to a computer.
After quickly signing in, he pulled up a news site, and searched the name "Sally Anderson".
Percy gasped once more, and put a hand to his mouth. His eyes darted across the page, sinking in all the information, and for once in his life, he could read it without a problem.
'Sally Anderson, age 29, was murdered in a beach side house in Miami Florida. Mrs. Anderson, married to one Poseidon Anderson. with a son Percy Anderson, age 6. Mrs. Anderson was a victim of the mass serial killer, "The Scorpio". Mrs. Anderson was strangled to death in her own home while her husband and son were at the beach, clueless of what had transpired to her.
Authorities are confused, because The Scorpio's normally kills the entire family, but yet only Mrs. Anderson was harmed, leaving her family untouched…'
Percy's eyes were too full of tears to continue reading. His eyes glanced over the rest of the article, and that was enough to make him burst into tears.
Sally Anderson, was found lying in the living room, in a peaceful manner. On the wall behind her, was a Red Scorpio that had been painted on the wall.
The librarian heard Percy's cries, so she ran out to see what had happened. She remained confused, until she saw what was on the computer's screen. She cursed herself inwardly, realizing Percy had overheard her conversation.
Poseidon came soon after, only to see a hysteric Percy, in the arms of the librarian. He bolt over to his side to help calm him down. But Percy only pushed him away, screaming between sobs,
"You lied!"
Author's Note:
There we have it, the first chapter of many!
I would like to make something clear: His last name is different for a reason! It will be explained next chapter. If that is a deal breaker, and you want his name to be Jackson right now, than clam yo self. Everything will make sense.
I really would LOVE you guys to REVIEW! It will motivate me even more.
Until next chapter!
~SeaKArt