Well, this is my first fanfiction! Hope you like it!
I do NOT own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, The Heroes of Olympus, or anything else in this fanfiction. This is a fanfiction, and that is all it is. All the characters used in this are from the wonderful works of Rick Riordan, and I claim no ownership.
Jealousy coursed through my veins. I couldn't help it. I was jealous of Percy Jackson. Everybody was ignoring me, Jason Grace; they were in a crowd around Percy. It was like Percy was the spitting image of bravery, success, and loyalty.
Percy was the son of Poseidon, he retrieved Zeus' (my dad's) master lightning bolt, killed the Minotaur TWICE, killed a Fury, defeated Procrustes, killed Medusa, defeated the Nemean Lion, fought the Hydra, fought the Eurythian Boar, fought the Hydra, held the sky, navigated the Labyrinth, entered and left the Underworld alive more than once, defeated Alcyoneous, fought Atlas, defeated Hyperion, defeated Ares, defeated Kronos, saved Olympus, and has done a more. All I've done is kill the Trojan sea monster, defeat Porphyrion, defeat the titan Krios, help topple Kronos' black throne, and I was the son of Zeus.
Percy was telling a story about one of his many adventures, and everybody cracked up around him. It was hard. Chiron stood next to Percy, looking down at him proudly. Annabeth was smiling, holding Percy's hand. Grover stood right behind Annabeth, in the reserved spot for the best friend. Reyna stood next to Percy on the opposite side of Annabeth, with the look in her eye that used to be reserved for me. Leo completely ditched me, and now idolized Percy, and stood right next to Grover. Even Piper was starting to ignore me! Everybody else from the camps was just listening to Percy, hanging on his every word. Percy was the leader of this quest, without a doubt. It was like I never existed.
I remember how Percy and I met. We landed in Camp Jupiter, and he was there, wearing the cape of a Praetor, MY cape, and he smiled kindly at us. He had some private moments with Annabeth, and gave Grover a hug. Then he turned to me, Piper, and Leo. Leo stepped up first, more eager than I've ever seen him. Piper went second, you could see she was starting to like Percy more than she should and she was trying to hold back. Then he turned to me. His sea-green eyes were kind and happy. He had about two inches on me. I smiled, and right when I was about to introduce myself, he said, "You must be Jason. I'm Percy. It's great to finally meet you." It was a small little instinct, introducing myself to somebody before they introduced themselves; I guess it was because I was a natural leader. But so was Percy. He showed other signs of being a leader too, took my spot before I could even star what I wanted to. It made me like him less and less.
Percy looked up, smiled, and waved me over, like he wanted me to join in and watch his glory. No. I would never do that, and before I knew what I was doing, I took my gladius, and charged at Percy.