Disclaimer: I do NOT (unfortunately) own Percy Jackson or any other characters/places in PJO... sadly I'm not that awesome
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. My alarm clock blared loudy interrupting an awesome dream. Slowly I got up and hit the OFF button on my i-Home. It was 6:30 am on a Monday morning and I had to get up to run. Rubbing my eyes, I groggily made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a banana. I stood in the middle of the small, green kitchen thinking how awesome it would be if a new kid came to my school in a couple of months and was really weird and turned to be a satyr and took me to Camp Half-Blood. Ugh, I thought to myself. I really need to stop reading fanfiction at night. Too many times had I woken up and my first thought be something about Percy Jackson and Co. After that lovely self-conflict episode, I threw on shorts, a t-shirt, and my running shoes and headed out my front door.
I love the calm of the morning. No one is up and no cars are in my when I run. It's awesome. Turning on my I-pod, I started jogging towards the entrance of neighborhood. Today was going to be awesome because both my parents were working all day which meant I could do whatever I wanted. Which is more like spend all day reading and writing, much to my mother's disapproval. Oh well, I thought I as i turned onto a back road off the highway. I had to look down to make sure I didn't fall because the ground was bumpy and uneven. Thud. Next thing I knew I was on the ground.
"Ow," I moaned rubbing my head. In front of me stood, a teenage boy about 15 or 16. He had weird holes in his shirt and his face looked dirty. Besides the fact he looked like a hobo, this guy was really good looking.
"Sorry I,uh, didn't see you there," He said. His green eyes seemed to be searching for something in the woods besides us.
"Oh it's okay," I muttered as I stood up and brushed the dirt off me. Honestly, I was annoyed he interrupted my run. I mean I was doing really good today too and this random hobo shows up and whams into me. Standing up this kid was only a coupe inches taller, but what bothered me was he looked vaguely familiar.
"Do I know you?" I asked thinking it sounded crazy. The boy looked confused.
"No I don't think so," He said hestantly. "Do you know me?" Before I could respond and loud crash sounded in the woods next to us and a giant man with yellow tinted skin came bursting through the trees with a loud roar. Of course this would have been perfectly normal except for the fact that the man was wearing a loin cloth and had only one. One eye? Holy cow!
"Th-that's a cyclops!" I managed to squeak out. The black-haired boy looked at me weirdly, but nodded in agreement.
"Hide behind that tree or something," He told me as he took out a ballpoint pen. "I'm going to charge him." All i could do was stare at the pen. There is no way it could be THE pen. But, glittering on the side was the word Anaklusmos. I felt dizzy and nauseous. There is no way this could be happening. Especially to me! The cyclops roar jarred me back to the present moment.
"No,He's expecting you to do that," I told the boy whose identity I was suddenly aware of. "I'll distract him and you run up behind and stab him in the back. It'll catch him by surprise." Again he looked at me strangely but decided to do what I told to.
"Hey Ugly! Over here!" I yelled as loud as I could. The cyclops zeroed in on me and started to laugh.
"Like a little girl could defeat me," he rumbled. That got me angry.
"I think we better cut your big ego down abit, don't you?" I asked. My eyes flashing with threats. The cyclops opened his mouth to say something. Probably about eating me, but he dissolved into a cloud of yellow dust and blew away. Where the monster once stood, was the boy with a golden sword glittering in his hands. I knew who he was. He was from my favorite books of all time. I had spent countless days and nights dreaming of meeting him and his friends. And now that I had, I couldn't think of anything to say. In other words I was speechless.
The boy standing maybe 20 feet from me was Percy Jackson.
