I can't lie and say that I didn't want this to happen. It definitely made my life better. But, that doesn't mean I liked how it started. No, I would never forget it, it started the moment that flubber head came in to the picture. Dylan. His name made me spat. Unlike most stories, he didn't make Annabeth cheat on me, nor did he kill my parents, or anything. But, what he did do could almost be as bad. My name is Percy Jackson, and this is how, my life got even crazier.
It started the day Chiron sent Dylan and I up to the attic, to clean up there. I can't lie and say we were friends, but we weren't enemies. Well, not at the time anyway. The son of Ares was a cocky guy, but I didn't have any idea why. I mean, he was an okay sword fighter, but was too busy staring at himself in the mirror to know what was going on. It irritated me to no end.
"Whoa, what's this?" Dylan said. I turned over from the small pile of amulets I was looking at. In Dylan's hand, was a book. Normally, I like to stay a thousand feet away from books, but this one interested me. I know, Annabeth would be so proud. Anyways, the book was leather bound, with gold writing in the center, that said;
Olympian Guide. Wrote in 12 BC. By Chaos, of the primordial.
I stared at the cover, thinking about where I've heard the title before. Hmm, Annabeth! She talked about this before! But, it was lost, like, lost as my matching sock, lost. There's no way it could have been gone for so long, and end up being in a camp's attic, I thought. I reached over and grabbed the book, but, Dylan tugged it back.
"Let me see it!" I growled.
"Hey! I found it, finders keepers, losers weepers!" he yelled, and I had to restrain from ro
"What are you, five? If you don't give it to me, I'm going to make you weep." I threatened.
"Oh, I'd like to see you try, Jackson." Retorted Dylan. I swung my fist back, and, with a satisfying crack, punched him square in the nose. When he went to cover his nose, I grabbed the book, but he saw what I was trying to do, and quickly grabbed a side. We got in to a game of tug-of-war, when, finally, the sides tore off, and sent us flying back. With me, came a very old sheet of paper. I rubbed my head and sat up, and read it. Usually, I had a lot of trouble reading, but this page came in some sort of writing that made it easier, I realized it was Greek.
"What's that?" Dylan said, reaching over. I quickly put it in my back pocket, and took him by his shirt against the wall. Yes, I know, I'm not usually this violent, but this kid was getting on my last nerve.
"I am going to take the book. If you tell anyone, or try to take it back, you will have the kid who defeated Kronos on your back. Do you hear me?" I said. He gulped, and nodded. Iran down the stairs, and went to my cabin, ready to see what the paper that hit me in the head said.
An- Yes, I know, it's short. I honestly couldn't make it long without giving away to much. I'll try to update within this week.
Hope you liked it!
Before I forget- I do not own Percy Jackson series. Nope.
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-Smartie(: