A/N This is my first fanfic! Hope you like it!
Chapter 1
My life is not average, normal, or typical. Any assumptions someone makes about me are usually far from the truth. I am Percy Jackson, Hero of Olympus, slayer of Kronos, and one of the seven of the Great Prophecy and my life is about to get even weirder.
It all started on a cool September evening. I was on a date with Annabeth to celebrate the end of the second Giant War. She was staying at Camp Half-Blood for the winter to supervise the final renovations on Olympus. When she told me this at the end of the summer I was totally psyched to get to spend more time with her.
I picked up Annabeth from camp in my new car, a Camry, that my mom had bought me for my eighteenth birthday. She walked up looking prettier than ever.
"Hey Seaweed Brain," Annabeth greeted me.
I replied," Hey to you too."
She laughed as we rode away. We talked intently about the aftereffects of the war, how it would affect camp, Olympus, and the mortal world. Well, mostly Annabeth talked and I listened. Soon enough we arrived at the restaurant I had picked out.
It was a small, quiet place in Little Italy. My mom and I used to go there before I was claimed as a half-blood. I opened the door and we entered silently.
"A table for two please," I told the waiter. He nodded and showed us to a space in the corner.
"This is perfect," Annabeth said.
Our dinner was going amazingly until we saw a fight ensuing outside. A girl and a guy about our age were fighting some kind of sand monster outside. I assumed they were half-bloods. We rushed out to aid them.
"Do you know what monster that is?" I asked Annabeth.
Annabeth looked shaken but replied," I don't know. It looks familiar but I just can't place it. Don't worry we can take it."
She looked pretty worried. Just as we exited the restaurant the teenage boy stabbed the sand monster right in the heart. The thing should've been mortally wounded but sand poured out of the gash and the flesh grew right back in. I pulled out Riptide and charged.
"Who the bloody heck are you?" the girl called to me in a British accent.
"Percy Jackson," I replied.
"Where do you get off fighting ancient Egyptian monsters?" she asked.
"Egyptian? What do you mean?"
"Looks like we've got another trainee Carter," she yelled to the boy whose name was apparently Carter.
I continued fighting along with Annabeth but I was confused by the British girl. She had thought the monster was Egyptian not Greek. Maybe she was just a mislead half-blood or maybe…I kept thinking. Maybe since there were Roman demigods, could there be Egyptian demigods? I didn't know all that much about ancient Egypt but I did know they had gods much like the Greeks and Romans. My thoughts were carrying me away but Annabeth's voice jarred me back to reality.
"Percy! Stab the eye!"
I lifted Riptide. Annabeth had lead the monster to exactly the right spot for me to kill it. I brought the sword down and the sand monster roared in agony. It withered to the ground and dissolved.