Hello everyone This is my first Percy Jackson story, although I have been reading a lot of other ones on this site for ages (mainly percabeth of course) I have finally got the courage to post one myself. This story is pretty light to start of with. I am not planning it to be deep and angsty or anything, but hey, knowing me Percy and Annabeth will have to declare their love in the middle of raging war…as you can tell, I am a hopeless romantic But for now, this is just a story I have had in my head. I love the friendships between Grover, Percy, Thalia, Nico and Annabeth. I love the idea of the friends who stick by one another through everything, so it's going to be focused on that. I am of course adding in some Thalico and PERCABETH!, as well as maybe some Juniper? And noooooooooo Rachelxpercy! I really hope you like it, I know this first chapter dosen't give much away, but hang in there, it's coming. I would love some reviews, but please no really mean ones, and I would like constructive critisism to make my writing better…..but please say it nicely and smiley faces make everything a lot easier to handle haha. So enjoy and long live Percabeth! I do not own the Percy Jackson series, thank the gods for Rick! 3
My eyes were still half shut as I was being shaken roughly awake. Apparently, if nudging and telling me to get up haven't been enough, my attacker thought it would be prudent to now shake me for all I'm worth. My eyes snapped fully open and I quickly began struggling against my 'attacker', and my hand reached out clumsily to uncap riptide, before a calloused hand grasped around my wrist and pulled my hand away from my pajama pant's pocket.
'Percy! You moron, it's only me.' A low voice hissed, releasing me.
I relaxed immediately when I recognized the voice. I should have realized it was someone I knew when I was prevented from even touching riptide, who else knew that I kept my sword/pen religiously in my pocket?
'Nico!' I grinned, looking slightly sheepish at my illusions of an attack. Nico glared at me for another few seconds (and believe me, Nico's glares could possibly be worse than Hades' himself when he wanted them to be), before his lips twitched and his face broke into a wide grin as bellows of laughter spilled uncontrollably from his mouth. I shoved him playfully before chuckling with him, my chuckles growing louder as he began to loose his breath and hunched over in an attempt to control himself.
'Well, what would you have done if you saw someone that ugly leaning over you?' I grinned, grasping his hand before bringing him in for a quick hug.
'Yeah, that was it. Probably not because anyone who dares interrupts daaaaaarling Percy's precious sleep has a one way ticket to visit my dad?'' Nico shot back sarcastically. Okay, the kid was good. In retaliation, I, er, got up from bed, and stretched and yawned loudly. Oh yeah, so much for a good come back. It was not long ago that Nico and I became good friends, the death of his older sister Bianca shook our already flimsy relationship to the core, but these last few months after the war we have gotten pretty close. With Grover out finding new campers all over America, I talked to Nico a lot more. And of course, I could always talk to Annabeth. Nico, on the outside, was hard and indifferent. A shell that he had created that fitted within what his perception of what a child of Hades what meant to be like. But once you got to know him, Nico is one of the most caring people I know. Not in the obvious way that Grover is, or Annabeth's natural kindness, but in his own way. The classic example is when Nico caught a guy trying to crack onto Annabeth when I wasn't around…let's just say that that guy has learned that it's right to be seriously intimidated by people who where a lot of black clothes and are named Nico Di Angelo. I thanked Nico after, and he only replied with simply saying that Annabeth is his friend too, and it was lucky it was him who saw him, because if it had been me that guy would not have been walking. Now, I'm not normally violent, but when it comes to Annabeth I can be slightly over-protective. Not that she really needs it, after Nico chased him off he checked to see if Annabeth was okay, only to find her grinning smugly at guy's broken toe from her hard foot slam. But still, when Nico changed the subject from my gratitude of protecting Annabeth, I swear his face brightened up slightly and his mouth turned up into a Nico-grin.
'So, Nico, what's up? Why are you in my room at 6am?' I questioned, finally finishing my massive yawn.
Nico paused for a second, and I realized while I was yawning he had already got my empty backpack from under my bed out and was unzipping it. He glanced at me, then said something that made my stomach drop.
'Camp's under attack. We need to go on another quest, Thalia and Grover are already in the car, we better hurry.'