::Hold::

::Chapter one::

I'd grown to love music. Even without Kai, the music and sound of her voice had never left me. I'd learned how to play piano from an Apollo girl back at camp. I had a small apartment now at the edge of Manhattan. It seemed like a regular January day when Percy came to my doorstep. I was performing, "In the end" By Linkin Park. On the piano when the door bell interrupted me, I snapped my head up. Opening to door revealing the form of the now 20 year old Percy.

"Hey man!" I greeted letting him in, the two floor apartment wasn't the nicest place but it was good. As for sanitary, well I wasn't the cleanest person…we went upstairs to the gaming room.

"What's up?" I asked basically asking what he was doing here.

"Nothing much, I'm teaching for awhile at the High school, History. Recruiting more half-bloods you know…" He told me. I remembered after the war, my twelve year old self had locked myself up in my cabin for what seemed like forever…but to me only seemed like a few minutes. Despite the others trying to come and comfort me, their words did little compared to the loss of my only love. Geez, that sounded cliché.

"Cool," I told him still questioning why he came here just to tell me that.

"We need help gathering more campers. Because you're a very powerful half-blood we need you to help." Percy told us, despite the truth in his voice, I felt he was lying. But what did he have to lie about? "Y-You could come to school." He said examining the wiimote finding it suddenly interesting, more than likely afraid to meet my eyes. Not that I blamed him.

Well that's how it all started. I nodded, "Fine…I'll go…" I told him, I'd been locked up in this apartment for so long I can't remember the last time I'd gone outside. School was starting tomorrow. It was the end of winter break. I dressed in a black t-shirt with the band, GREEN DAY. In white over red dynamites. Along with black skinny jeans and a black Ryuk Death note hoodie. It was an anime. I remembered Kai talking about it once.

Nikai Laskaris's POV.

I groaned in frustration of the fact that winter break was over. I was bored at five am as I went through my I-pod, school life was so boring sometimes. Scratch that, all the time. I sang as I read the twenty eighth Vol. of Bleach, again.

"Tell me that it's gonna be okay. Tell me that you'll help me find my way. Tell me that you can see the light of dawn. Is breaking. Tell me that it's gonna be alright. Tell me that you'll help me fight this fight. Tell me that you wont leave me alone. In this. Cause I need, I need a hand to hold. To hold me from the edge. The edge I'm sliding over slowly. Cause I need, I need you hand to hold. To hold me from the edge. The edge I'm sliding past, hold on to me. Tell me I can make it through this day, I don't even have the words to pray. You have been the only one, who never left me. Help me find the way through all my fear. Help me see the light through all my tears. Help me see that I am not alone. In this. Cause I need, I need a hand to hold. To hold me from the edge. The edge I'm sliding over slowly. Cause I need, I need you hand to hold. To hold me from the edge. The edge I'm sliding past, hold on to me." I sang when my iphone suddenly started playing.

"Yup?" I asked knowing it was Trent. "What's up Trent?" I asked shoving Bleach back onto the shelf.

"You walking to school?" He asked me.

"Yeah…I'll meet you and Zane at Subway." I told him.

I dressed in a pair of worn skinny jeans a black Gir tee shirt and along with my usual accessories, arm gloves, a black wrist band with chains on my left wrist and three gel red and black rings on both middle fingers. Complete with a skull necklace. Once I was happy, I pranced down stairs of my three floor apartment, and left. Skateboarding the half-mile to subway where I saw them…

"Hey Trent, Zane!" I greeted hugging them. I hadn't seen in them a WHOLE week. You see, Trent and Zane have been my only friends for the last four years. Before then everything was sort of just…blank, I had and mom and a dad, but I don't remember them. They must've been rich because I was left with billions of dollars. My life must've been pretty dull too though if I couldn't remember them at all. Trent lived with Zane as a foster child.

Trent never knew his dad and his mom, well he was too young to understand so the doctors just told him, "Mommy was taken away by friendly aliens so they can help her." He was a naïve seven year old…Zane never knew his father either and his mom is like, MOM OF THE YEAR. Though she can be a bit over protective. So basically, Trent and Zane were like brothers, the reason he's a foster child is because Zane's mom can't afford to adopt him.

Zane had his hood up blending in with his black hair that shadowed his electric blue eyes. He wore black skinny jeans and a Guns N' Roses T-shirt. We were all sort of the 'outsiders' group. I didn't believe in titles. Trent had black skater boy hair as well but unlike Zane, had depthless aquamarine blue eyes. He wore a regular black long sleeve shirt and baggy black cargo pants. Along with a red and black plaid hoodie. We got on the bus and seeing as we were all freshmen. At high school we were still sort of at the bottom of the food chain. So we kept quiet and watched as we listened quietly to our I-pods. Until some idiot of a Senior decided to annoy me…I wasn't one for patients…and that led to me beating up the boy. On the bus…and despite Zane and Trent's best efforts at holding me back…I managed to kicked the idiot in the groins and break his nose along with shoving his fat head out the window. That's how I wound up in the principles office.

It was then when a guy in a light brown t-shirt with black gothic print spelling out, MAUI. He was well built and had spiky cropped black hair along with a blue jacket and navy blue pants. He looked about twenty and had sea green eyes that looked a lot like Trent's. He looked at me with shock and slight surprise. Finally got a bit territorial and asked, "WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT?!" I shouted as he laughed.

"Nothing at all…Kai." I looked at him.

"How do you know my name?"

He smiled, "My name's Percy Jackson, I'm the new history teacher…"