The True Story of Icarus

by BadgerQueen65

Everyone knows the story of Icarus, the son of Daedalus, the boy who flew too close to the sun. But the truth is, he didn't really die when he fell into the ocean. For centuries, he's been kept alive and prisoner by a sea witch, a mermaid gone bad. But now he's free. After learning all that Camp Half-Blood can offer, Percy, the one who saved him, takes him to Camp Jupiter.

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus.

Prologue:

Icarus' POV
The last thing I remember is falling. I should have listened, I shouldn't have flown so close to the sun, but I couldn't help it. I had felt so free, so alive. We were finally out! What was a kid to do but have a little fun?

But that fun is what got me here. Here in this dark water filled cave, the water pressure almost crushing. I would have been dead if it weren't for her spells. She's the one that found me after I fell. She's also a mermaid. She took me here, chained me up and cast all sorts of spells on me. According to her, I had been asleep for centuries before finally waking up. That was so long ago. It's hard to tell how many days pass. And I only know of two of the spells she had placed on me. One allowed me to breathe underwater and the other made me immortal as long as I remained in her cave.

Sometimes I dream of what the world is like now. I dream about how my father met his end, of who the newest big hero is, of all the things I'm missing out on. But most of all, I dream of a girl. A girl that I have never met, but somehow I know she exists out there. And it is that thought that keeps me fighting.

I have no idea what she looks like. I don't even know her name. But the one thing I know, is that no matter what, there is someone for everyone and my someone is still out there. I can feel it in my heart, in my soul and in my very being.

Reyna's POV
I knew that I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up when Jason returned to Rome. I should have guessed that he'd find someone else. Of course he would, with a body like his and the personality to match... I'd say I was mad at him, but that's not exactly what I'm feeling.

At first, I felt betrayed. I mean, he had chosen a greek he'd just met over the roman girl he'd known for years. But then I saw the way they looked at each other, completely in love. They were always sneaking glances when they thought no one noticed and they were always finding a reason to touch each other. Percy and Annabeth were the same way, if not more. Even Leo and Nico had their own way of being in love.

It made me happy, to see them all living the lives they deserved, but it also made me sad. The way they look at their partners, no one has ever looked at me in that way. And I was beginning to think that no one ever would.