Hello everyone, I'm back with another story. I apologize for all the stories I have, even though most of them aren't even finished. I apologize, it's a really bad habit that I'm trying to get rid of.
I hope you enjoy the new idea that I came up with. It's something that popped up in my mind when I was laying in bed.
I hope you enjoy the first chapter and feel free to review!
Piper POV
"Piper!" I heard someone say, waking me up from my sleep. "Breakfast is ready!" I groaned and pulled the covers over me. When I was just about to go back to sleep, my door opened. "Dear, get up," my dad said. "School starts today." "Go away," I grumbled. "It's too early." I heard him sigh.
"Aphrodite!" I was just about to go to sleep till what he said hit me. My eyes snapped open. Suddenly, I was yanked out of my bed. I hit the ground with a yelp of annoyance. "Time to get up dear," my mom said. "You don't want to be late on the first day." I finally managed to untangle myself from my covers and saw my parents smiling at me.
I looked at my cloak and saw it was 6:30. "It's six thirty," I said in disbelief. "School doesn't start till 7:45." "But you're the daughter of an Olympian. You need to be there early along with the other half-bloods." "Why do you call us that?" I questioned standing up. "You make it sound like we're half god." "Because Piper," my mom said.
"We call you that because you are gifted." I snorted. "And what am I gifted with?" "Natural beauty," she said. "You're beautiful. You may think that isn't anything, but you can do a lot with that. Trust me on that one." She kissed me on the cheek and headed downstairs, leaving me with my dad.
"Your sisters are already up." I groaned. "Is Drew up?" He glared. "Be nice, while she may be your half-sister, she's still your sister." "At least Silena isn't like her," I grumbled. "Is she up?" "She's downstairs." I nodded and headed to my bathroom, yes, I have my own bathroom. Being the daughter of an Olympian can get you a lot of things.
I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then headed to my drawer and put on blue jeans and the orange half-blood t-shirts they give to us. Once ready, I headed downstairs.
When I got downstairs, I saw Silena seated at the table. "Hey sis," she looked up from the magazine she was looking at (probably some model magazine.) and smiled. "Hey Piper," she handed me a plate of bacon and sausage. "Did you cook breakfast?" She shook her head. "Mom did, I helped." I nodded and bit into a piece of bacon.
"You wanna leave Drew all the eggs again?" I smiled and nodded, filling my plate with bacon. "Well, leave some for the rest of us." My mom said sitting down. "Sorry mom," I said. "We're just really hungry." Silena snorted as the door opened. "Probably your father getting the newspaper for today." We nodded and continued eating.
A few minutes later, dad walked into the kitchen, opening up today's newspaper. "Hey honey," he gave mom a kiss on the lips. Silena made gagging sounds. I smirked and leaned towards her, "Like you and Beckendorf don't do that on a daily basis," I whispered. She blushed crimson as dad spoke.
"They're still looking for those boys." "What boys?" I said, "Did someone get kidnapped?" He shook his head. "Those dancers who won on America's Best Dance Crew about three years ago." "Oh, I heard about that," Silena said while mom nodded. "Won like, a hundred thousand dollars right?" Mom questioned. "Yep," I decided to step into their conversation.
"What are you talking about?" I said confused. "What dancers?" "About three years ago," my mom said. "A group of boys auditioned for America's Best Dance Crew." "Okay, but what does that have to do with anything?" I questioned confused. Dad spoke. "Most of the crews that entered were in their mid-twenties, but this group was young." "Fifteen, to be more correct dad." Silena said while dad nodded. My eyes widened.
"Everyone counted them out. Even one of the judges counted them out." They were good for fifteen year olds," mom said. "Their synchronization was very good. That's what made their dance look so good." Dad spoke again. "They were creative, very creative. Most crews did a bunch of tricks and flips but not them. They kept it simple, yet it was elegant. That's what won them America's Best Dance Crew." Silena spoke.
"They won thousands of dollars, and to top it off, they are the original ABDC champions." "They lived in California," dad said. "Stayed at a hotel called, California Suites Hotel." "What happened to them?" I said curiously, I was interested. They shrugged. "No one knows," mom said. "A few weeks after they won, people think they were given the win. Their parents bribed them, saying they didn't earn it. But this was coming from a group of rich people that were just mad a group of talented boys won something that big." "It could be true," I said. "It's kind of hard to believe something like that." They shook their heads.
"Ain't possible sis." "And why not Silena?" I demanded. "Because before they auditioned, they were interviewed," Silena said. "They didn't say their names, but said their parents abandoned them. Parents got mad they focused more on dancing than than following in their parents' footsteps. There were six of them, all boys. They lived in the streets, living off what they could. They lived separate till they found each other, discovered they all danced and used that to earn money for a small pizza, even though it was cold." Silena shook her head.
"It was obvious they held no love for their parents. Two were cousins, the other four were all related through their grandpa." My eyes widened. "So the fours' parents all have the same grandfather?" They nodded. "And what about the other two? The cousins?" "Those two were sort of the leaders. Kept the others under control, very protective of each other and their friends. One had a scar from his father, said he hit him with a stapler." I winced.
"So what actually made them disappear from the world? Since it wasn't the lies people were spreading." Mom spoke. "The last time they were seen was at the California Suites Hotel, where they were shot at by gang members." My eyes widened. She continued. "They didn't get injured but others did. The next day, they were gone. The room they were in was clean, as if there was no one there. All they found was a note, saying they were sorry that they brought danger to others. After that, no one ever saw them after that. People think some bad people sent killers to hurt them, and disappearing from the world would help." "Poor boys," I said. They nodded.
"Quite sad," dad said. "Very talented boys. If they kept up what they were doing, who knows where they would be at in the world." "Probably have their own little hotel where they dance for people," mom said. "And they did this without their parents?" I questioned. "Yep," mom nodded. "Said they were all inspired by Michael Jackson." She chuckled till she looked at her watch.
"It's already 7:00, you two need to be at school before 7:15." She quickly ushered us to the door, grabbing our bags and handing them to us. "I need to grab Drew, her friends should be here any minute." "Wait," she stopped and looked at me questionably. "Yes?" "They had to have a name they used. What was it?" "I'll tell you after school." She grabbed my arm but I shook her off.
"I'm not leaving till you tell me." She sighed. "I don't remember their name, all I know is it started with a J. They wore gloves and masks." She turned toward dad. "Tristan, what were their names?" He looked up from his breakfast. "What?" Mom sighed impatiently. "The dancers, what name did they use?" He looked thoughtful.
"Jwock, no," he shook his head. "Jabbawick," he shook his head again. "What was it?" "Tristan!" "I'm trying!" He closed his eyes. "Head to school, when your father gets like that, it'll be a while before he remembers." She pushed us out the door with strength I never knew she had. When she got ready to close the door, he snapped his fingers. "I remember now," I looked at him.
"What is it?" He looked at me.
"Jabbawockeez."
Percy POV
Dream
"Perseus Jackson," I heard my mom say. "Where are you?!" I would've answered, if I wasn't in such awe at the man I'm watching. "Wow," I said in awe. "I know right?" I jumped and turned around and saw a boy around my age with blonde hair and startling blue eyes. "Who are you?" I said curiously. He smiled. "Jason, I'm a son of Jupiter." "My dad's Poseidon." "I think that means we're cousins." I smiled at him, already feeling a bond with Jason.
"Do you know who that is?" I questioned, pointing at the man dancing on TV. "I think his name is Michael Jackson." "My last name is Jackson!" I exclaimed. "We must be brothers!" He laughed. "What are you laughing at?" I demanded. "You. You're funny. You aren't brothers with him." "We have to be!" I protested. "Both our last names are Jackson." "Does he look anything like you?" I looked at the screen.
We didn't look alike. My skin is tan while his is a light brown. His hair is a curly black while mine is raven black. My eyes were a sea green while his were a dark brown. "You're right," I turned toward Jason, smiling sheepishly. "Do you still look alike?" I shook my head, embarrassed. "You're right," I said. "We don't look alike." He put his hand on my shoulder.
"It's alright, I was in the same position you were." I nodded. "He's good." Jason nodded. "That's what everyone calls the 'Moonwalk'. Because it looks like he's gliding." I nodded. "I want to be like him," Jason said wistfully. "But my dad forbids it, plus no one seems keen on doing it with me." "I will." He looked at me surprised.
"Really?" I nodded. "We could start now. Just mess around, try to get used to it, then we'll move up the latter." I extended my hand out to him. He shook it. "We'll create our own group," he said. "Make our own name." "One thing at a time Jason. We're only eight." He nodded, embarrassed. "By the way, I never got your name." I smiled.
"Percy."
Dream ends.
I bolted upright. Why can't I get a peaceful sleep? I looked around the room that's been mine for the last three years. It was simple. The walls were all white. My bed was right beside my window, a desk right beside it. My dresser was in the corner, along with a pile of dirty clothes.
"Best I put those in the basket before Aunt Hestia sees it." I muttered before throwing the covers off and standing up. I changed out of my shorts and put a pair of grey sweats on and started to throw all my dirty clothes in the basket. I headed to the bathroom, opening my door slowly, cringing at the sweaking sounds of the door.
Once I opened it enough to wear I could slip through, I stepped out into the hallway. Instead of heading to the bathroom, I walked through the hallway till I reached the door that led to the garage. I opened it and slip through, looking around till I found what I was looking for. This is the reason I'm having all these dreams from the past. I thought, picking up the box and sat on a wooden chair. I could just throw them away. But I can't bear to do that to myself and everyone else.
I opened the box and was greeted with a white mask. The very same mask I wore. I grabbed it, remembering when the idea was suggested to wear these. I chuckled at the memory. I brought it to my face, but hesitated. We took these off for a reason. "Seems we're all having that problem." I jumped up, knocking the box off my lap as all its contents spilled onto the floor.
I spun around and saw Jason at the door. "What are you doing up?" I questioned. "I suppose I should be asking you the same question." His gaze dropped to the mask in my hands. "You too, huh?" I sighed and nodded. "I couldn't help myself." He walked towards the box and picked up a mask that had his initials on it.
"What dream was it this time?" "Ten years ago," I said. "When we first met." He nodded, tracing his fingers over his initials. "Yours?" "When Leo suggested we wear masks and gloves." I nodded, but sensed something else was bothering him. "Something else is on your mind," I said. "Mind sharing it?" He stopped tracing his initials.
"I had a dream about Jupiter." We always had those dreams that included our parents. Mine, Leo's, and Jason's are the worse. "When he hit me with the stapler." We didn't say anything, only sit there in silence till he spoke again. "Leo and the others came to me again." "Of course," I muttered but he continued. "Tried to convince me to try and convince you to give it another try. I told him no. We all agreed that we would never do it again." "So why are you telling me this?" He finally looked at me.
"Because I've seen you. Sometimes, you'll start tapping your foot, just little signs. Then I saw you in here, dancing. Even after three years, your skills are still the same. Personally, I've think you've gotten better." "One time Jason, it's not going to happen again." "Then explain why I've seen you in here for the past two weeks?" I looked away.
"Maybe we should." I snapped my head back towards him. "What?" "Not come back, but just dance. Just have fun." "We said the same thing three years ago," I said. "Look where it got us." "If we didn't, we'd still be on the streets." I scowled, he had a point there.
"What are you guys doing?" We turned to the door and saw Leo. "Talking," I picked up the box and tossed my mask into it, Jason caught on and tossed his in there also. "About?" "The past." He nodded and stood a few feet away from me and Jason.
"Do we do the right thing?" I knew what he was talking about. "Yes Leo," Jason said. "People were getting hurt because of us." "But just vanishing like that? No explanation?" "We aren't important to anybody Leo," I said. There's probably already a dance crew out there that surpassed us." He tossed a newspaper onto my lap. "Apparently not, people are still talking about it like it happened yesterday. It was on TV last night. People really want us to return." I shook my head.
"It's been three years. We're probably out of sync and everything." "Let's see." He whistled. I turned around and saw the Stolls and Frank. "One time," I sighed. "We all know you've been wanting to do it," Travis said. "So have we." "We don't have enough space." I gestured around. "Might as well drop it." "We can go to Derek," Leo said.
"He knows who we are, plus he's good friends with Aunt Hestia. He said if we ever come over, the people who go there won't say a thing." "How can we ensure they won't say anything?" Jason demanded. "If they do, half of New York will be at our front door." "Derek was there when Aunt Hestia came to get us. He's always looked after her and us." Connor said.
"Plus we have Aunt Hera and Demeter on our side," Frank said. "Although it took Aunt Hera some more time." "It's 7 in the morning," I said."Derek's probably closed his little underground bar/dancehall." They shook their heads. "Light doesn't show up till 7:45, plus he closes at eight." I bit my tongue. "I just don't want it happening again." They nodded.
"It won't," Connor said. "That much I know." I looked at all of them. "You really wanna do this?" "Yeah!" I really didn't want to. I looked at Jason, "What do you think?" He shook his head. "I guess we can, but just one dance. No more, no less." I sighed but nodded and even allowed a small smile to break through. "Got your phone Jason?" He dug into his pocket. "Here you go," he handed me his phone. "We don't have anything." "We can wear those suits that we wasted like too hundred dollars on." Travis said.
"I'll get the hats," Frank said. "Their in the closet." "Don't wake up Aunt Hestia." He nodded and walked out the door. "One dance." "Two." I glared at Leo. "Didn't I just say one?" "One Leo," Jason said. "It'll take us about ten minutes to get to Derek, five minutes to get ready, about ten to twenty minutes for Derek to mix something up. By then, it'll be around 7:40." "We'll have to run back," I said.
"Aunt Hestia gets up around 7:45, we'll have to be lucky if she doesn't wake up." "We don't have to wait for Derek to mix something up." We all looked at Connor. "Remember, we already mixed up a quick tape. Went well with the dance we did." "Too bad we didn't get to do it live," Leo grumbled. "Let me call Derek," I dialed his number.
"Meet up at the front door. Jason, go help Frank. I'm worried he'll drop something and wake Aunt Hestia up." He nodded. "Amusing how Frank can spin on his head for so long, yet never fall. But he's very clumsy when he isn't dancing," Connor said. "How backward is that?" I put my finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet.
After a few rings, Derek answered. "Hello?" I could barely hear him, probably due to the music blaring in the background. "Derek, it's me. Percy." "Percy? Let me get to a better spot so I can hear you better." For a few minutes, all I heard was music till it slowly died away. "Can you hear me better?" "Much better," I said. "What's up Percy?" I looked around and saw only Leo and the Stolls.
"Remember when you said if we ever wanted to dance, we could come to your place." "Yeah, I remember, why?" "We're going to come over." I was greeted with silence. "And we're going to do one dance." "Percy," his voice was filled with shock. "Are you sure?" "Yes, just one dance. We already have a mix tape that we made in California." "So, are y'all coming back?" "No, we're not. We're just dancing. After that, we're gone."
"Alright, how long will it take for you to get here?" "Ten minutes." "Good, I'll get the stage ready. People always wonder why I have it, time for them to find out. See you soon." "Yep," I hung up and looked at Leo. "What'd he say?" I took a deep breath.
"We're good to go."
Linebreak
"Y'all ready?" Derek questioned. "Yep," I said. "Does everyone remember it?" They nodded. "Our minds may have forgotten, but our bodies have not." "Very true Frank." "I'ma head out there," Derek said. "Get them all pumped up." We nodded. "I don't know why we got these in dark green," Travis said. "It looks like a swamp monster threw up on us." I smiled slightly till it faded.
"If only he were here to see it." Everyone knew who I was talking about. "Do you think he'd like it?" Travis questioned. "Of course he would," Leo said. "But if only he could've seen it."
Derek started to speak as the lights dimmed. "They are the men behind the masks, the dancers with no names, the original ABDC champions, they are...the Jabbawockeez!"
"Let's head out." I put my mask on and walked out behind Frank and Travis. When everyone saw us, they seemed surprised and shell shocked before it erupted into screams and cheers. Even through all the screaming, I could hear them quote everything, word for word, even after three years.
"Be aware of the Jabbawock, my son." Travis said. "The sounds that bites, the beats that catch." Leo murmured. Frank was right, even though my mind forgot, my body did not. "But beware, the mock step bird." Connor said quietly. Jason spoke next. "And shun the infamous," I continued for him.
"Dreamer snatch."
Piper POV
"What was the name of that dance crew?" I questioned. Silena looked up from her phone. "What?" I sighed. "The dance crew we were talking about?" "Jabbawockeez," she looked back at her phone and started to type before she stopped and looked at me. "Why so interested?" I didn't say anything. Only pull out my laptop. I didn't know how to type it so I typed jabba but didn't find it.
"Hey," she waved her hand in front of my face. "What?" I said annoyed. "Why so interested?" She questioned again. "I don't know," I said shrugging my shoulders. "Something has you interested. I won't tell anyone." I looked at her. "Promise?" "I swear." I knew Silena. She wouldn't go back on a promise unlike a Drew.
"You said they won a hundred thousand dollars, right?" She nodded. "Yeah, why?" "Why didn't they get a house? If they had a hundred thousand dollars, why wouldn't they spend some for a house and clothes?" She shrugged. "Who knows Piper, maybe they didn't want to spend it." I shook my head. "I searched for the recent buyings of houses with three to four rooms." "Any luck?" I shook my head again.
"I tried searching it from 2000 all the way to 2011." "And nothing?" "Nothing," I leaned back into the seat and sighed. "They must've been saving it." She opened her mouth to speak but I spoke again. "Not for themselves," she closed her mouth and frowned. "But for someone else." "But who?" "That's the question I'm trying to figure out Silena." Another thought came to me.
"Do you think it's possible they left California, not only to save people from harm, but also to be with the person their helping?" She looked thoughtful. "Possible, but they could be anywhere in the world." "True Silena." I jumped when someone tapped on the window. I looked and saw it was Calypso and my other friends. "Let's go," Silena said opening her car door.
"It's seven thirty. Everyone probably got their schedules." I put my laptop in my bag and got out. "What are you looking at?" Calypso questioned, due to her heritage, Half-Blood High was reluctant to let her come, but since my mother is an Olympian, she vouched for her. There was little the principle could do. "She's obsessed with a dance crew that no one has seen for the last three years." Silena said.
"Who?" Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter questioned. Katie is like her mother, who is also a Olympian. Peaceful, friendly, loves to plant flowers and beautiful. Her sister, Marinda, is the same way. "Jabbawockeez," Silena said. "I'm not obsessed," I said glaring at her. "It's just weird. They vanish completely without any warning." "Jabbawockeez," Katie mused.
"Dancers that wear gloves and masks?" I smirked at Silena, who was staring at Katie shocked. "Not you too." "They still talk about them," she said. "They said it's one of the biggest mysteries ever. There are so many explanations, but no one's sure why they vanished like that. People thought they would warn people before they lay down for a while." "But no one expected for them to vanish from the world completely." She nodded.
Calypso pulled out her phone. "Jabbawockeez." "Are you using that voice thing?" I questioned. She nodded and spoke. "Jabbawockeez. They are the original ABDC champions, but vanished after a shooting outside California Suites Hotel. Well, that's absolutely no help." Calypso said putting her phone in her pocket. "Piper knows quite a bit," Silena said. "Even have some theories that make more sense than anything you've heard on." Everyone looked at me.
Really?" Zoe Nightshade questioned. Zoe got into Half-Blood High trough Artemis, another Olympian. Artemis is known for her uncanny accuracy with the bow and her disgust against the whole male population. If Artemis catches any male hurting a woman, it is a terrifying experience for them, Zoe is just like that. "Tell them Piper," I blushed but spoke.
"After they won, they earned a hundred thousand dollars, right?" Everyone nodded. "You'd think they would buy a house and some clothes, but they didn't." Zoe scowled. "Typical, especially if it comes from a group of boys that won something like that." "You didn't hear everything Zoe," Silena said. "Listen." Zoe looked like she didn't want to, but nodded.
"What I came up with is they saved the money, but not for themselves, but for someone else." Everyone frowned. "I find that hard to believe," Zoe said. "Especially, it it's from a group of boys." I continued once Zoe stopped speaking. "After the shooting, they left California, but not only to prevent people from getting hurt, but to live with the person their helping." "That's something Piper," Katie said.
"But it's been three years. Surely they would be back." "Yes," I said. "But that's where another theory comes in." "And that is?" Calypso questioned. "The person their trying to help isn't taking the money, or they just aren't giving it to them." "I think it's that one," Zoe said. "Of course you do, Zoe." Silena said. "But if it is that one, why would they be there? Why can't they just leave California and go somewhere else and continuing dancing?" I questioned. Zoe didn't say anything, she knew I was right.
"That's something," Calypso said as we entered the building. "It really is. What else do you know?" "There's six of them, all boys. Four of them are related through the same grandfather." They stared at me shocked, except for Zoe, who looked disgusted. "The other two are cousins. Sort of the leaders, one has a scar on his bottom lip from where his father hit him with a stapler." Everyone winced.
"So all I can say is, look for a boy with a scar on his bottom lip." "You think they'll be here?" Marinda questioned. "Possibly, this is a school for the talented, and they are are obviously, in that category." "But don't you think that'll give them away?" She said. "Someone will notice." I shrugged and walked to the front office where I'll get my schedule.
"Yes, ma'am," I heard as I neared the office. "So they all have experience in Auto Collision Course, understandable. But they have to have another skill they excel in order to attend Half-Blood High and they have to have an Olympian vouch for them." We walked in and saw the office manager on the phone. "Hold on please," he mouthed while we nodded. "Looks like someone's trying to get their kid in." Katie said.
After a few minutes, the manager's eyes widened. "O-Okay," he stuttered out, voice laced with shock and disbelief. "So one excels in Robotics, Greek Mythology, and Auto Collision, what's his name? Leo, last name?" He questioned. "Um, I need his last name so I can enroll him in Hephaestus' and Athena's classes." He looked like he wanted to argue but nodded. "Alright, he'll give me his last name when he gets here." We exchanged glances. The only people who have that type of authority to do something like that are the Olympians.
"Two excel in Track, Greek Mythology, and Auto Collision, what are their names?" He nodded. "Connor and Travis. So they will also be in Athena's and Hephaestus' classes also. Another excels in Physical Strength, Greek Mythology, and Auto Collision. Frank, got it. He will be in Ares, Athena, and Hephaestus' classes. The last two?" He questioned.
"Both excel in Fencing," our eyes widened. "Fencing?" Silena questioned. "Not many people excel in that, it's hard." "Both excel in Greek Mythology, Auto Collision, and Physical Strength." He nodded, impressed. "Quite the boys you have ma'am, not many kids excel in three classes, much less four. One of the two excel in Swimming. Going to be sore that young man." He cleared his throat.
"So Leo is set for Auto Collision, Greek Mythlogy, and Robotics. Connor and Travis are set for Track, Greek Mythology, and Auto Collision. Frank is set for Physical Strength, Greek Mythology, and Auto Collision. Jason is set for Fencing, Greek Mythology, Auto Collision, and Physical Strength. Perseus is set for Fencing, Greek Mythology, Auto Collision, Physical Strength, and Swimming. Is that correct?" I looked at everyone.
"Wow," Calypso said. "That's something. Those boys will probably have girls throwing themselves at them left and right." Zoe scowled and hit her in the shoulder. "It is true." Silena said. "Three of them are in Physical Strength, and two do Track. They all do something sports wise. Except for the Leo kid." "But they all do Auto Collision," Katie added.
"So they aren't necessarily weak. I'm kind of interested to see that Perseus and Jason." "You just want to see them in muscle shirts, that's all." Silena smirked at Katie while she scowled.
"Sorry to keep you waiting ladies," the office manager said apologetically. "It's fine," I said. "Who was that?" "Said her name was Hestia. Her sisters are Hera and Demeter." We looked at him surprised. "Hera and Demeter have a sister?" Katie said surprised. "Apparently so Katie, why she isn't on the Council surprises me." "And the boys?" I questioned.
"Who are they?" "Boys are talented, obviously, in multiple things." We nodded. "Who vouches for them?" "Surprisingly Piper, Hera, Demeter along with Hades." Our eyes widened. Demeter has only vouched for Katie and Miranda. Hades only vouched for his three children Nico and Bianca Di Angelo, and Hazel Levesque, and Hera has never vouched for anyone. So to hear those three Olympians is pretty surprising.
"They going to be here?" Calypso questioned. "Yes, a little late though because they're out grabbing supplies for their Aunt. I'll say somewhere around 8, maybe 8:15." He handed me my schedule.
"Best y'all get to class, it's already 7:40."
Percy POV
"That went super clean," Travis whispered once we got inside. "Told you we'd make it back before Aunt Hestia woke up." "Where were you?" We stiffened. "You were saying, Travis?" Leo said sarcastically. I hid the mask before turning around and saw Aunt Hestia sitting in her rocking chair, staring at us expectantly. "Just walking around," I said. "Come on guys, let's head to bed." We went to walk past her but she snatched the mask out of my hand.
"Derek told me, left a voicemail." Me and Jason glared murderously at the others. "Sit down." We knew better to argue with Aunt Hestia, especially me and Jason. We sat on the couches across from her. "Derek said you did pretty good," she said. "Said you looked like robots." "It would've been better if our seventh member was here," Frank said.
"You have to let that go." We shook our heads. "Not that. They could've helped him. Instead, they leave because we refused to follow in their footsteps," I spat. "You didn't know until the last minute," she said. "There's was nothing you could do." "So it gives them the right to leave?" I demanded. "What? They think changing their names would do something?" She sighed and stood up.
"I'll make breakfast. Your Aunt Hera and Aunt Demeter should be here any minute. You should go get ready." We looked at her confused. "Ready for what?" Connor questioned. She didn't answer, only walk into the kitchen. "Let's go help her," I said standing up. "You know she isn't feeling well." They nodded.
We all stood up. "Frank, can you put these up?" I gestured to my mask. He nodded.
"Put them back in the box in the garage."
Linebreak
"What are you boys wearing?" Aunt Hera questioned shocked. I looked up from my breakfast. "They went to Derek's." They nodded, understanding what we did. "And?" Aunt Demeter questioned. "He said we looked like robots and not actually humans," Leo said in a robotic voice, making us laugh. "Did you record it?" "It was one dance Aunt Hera," Jason said.
"It won't happen again." "That's what you think." She said giving us each a kiss on the cheek along with Aunt Demeter. "What do you boys think about Half-Blood High?" We looked at her surprised. "Personally Aunt Hera," I said. "I think it's stupid. Since the students that go there are gifted, that doesn't give them the right to start school when other schools are only halfway through their school year." Jason nodded. "And they get out after the first week of January?" He shook his head.
"It's unfair." "Don't forget about the students," Frank added in while we scowled. "Arrogant and cocky," Connor said. "So overall, you hate it?" Aunt Demeter questioned while we nodded. Aunt Hera started to dig in her purse. "Well, you boys are going to have to deal with it." We stared at her confused till she pulled out a folder and tossed it onto the table.
It had the symbol of Half-Blood High. "You didn't-" Jason said is shock and disbelief. I snatched the folder up and opened it. "You enrolled us?" I demanded. "You boys need to get out," Aunt Hestia said. "Make friends." "We have friends!" Jason protested. "Minus each other." We didn't say anything. "All of you have been bitter for the last three years," Aunt Demeter said.
"You hardly smile and only talk to everyone whose at this table, plus Derek. It's time to release all of that anger and sadness." I stood up. "You weren't there!" I snapped, glaring at her. "You weren't there when our parents disappeared in the middle of the night. When people came to our door and said we had to pay the house bill or leave." "Percy," Hestia said. "Sit down." I clenched my fists.
"You weren't there when we had to sleep under bridges when it was raining. You weren't there when everyone counted us out. We barely got in. If it wasn't for the interviewer, Maria, we'd still be on the streets!" I was breathing hard, digging my nails so deep into my hands I was bleeding. "Percy," Aunt Hestia said softly.
"At least give it a chance. Please," I softened. Everyone knew Aunt Hestia was sick, but no one knew what it was because she wouldn't go to the hospital. Guilt wore me down. I shouldn't even be arguing with her. It isn't good for her health.
"Okay," I nodded. "We'll give it a shot." She smiled. "Things will go good for you and the others Percy, it'll just be in the most unlikely places." I nodded till she started to adjust my hat. "Although you wear those for your dances," she said. "They look pretty good." I smiled, taking her hands off and picking up the folder. "So we're going?" Leo said dreadfully. I nodded. "Man," Travis put his head in his hands. "Watch us get into a fight on the first day." "I know how you boys get around bullies," Aunt Hera said.
"Don't go and get into fights, but I won't stop you if it comes to bullying." We nodded. "We'll try," Jason promised. "We really will." With that, we headed to our bedrooms.
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We got off the transit bus and stood in front of Half-Blood High. "I can't believe we're doing this," Travis muttered, looking around. "We made a promise to Aunt Hestia we'll try, remember?" Jason said giving me a look. "I remember Jason, don't give me that look." "Why did we decide to wear our hats?" Frank questioned.
"I thought we were going to try and keep a low profile." "Three years Frank," I said. "People most likely forgot what we looked like. But they remember our dances. We'll be fine." "Hopefully," Travis muttered, pulling his hat lower over his eyes. "Let's go." I walked into Half-Blood High with everyone behind us.
Students stopped and gave us curious looks. "So much for not attracting attention," Leo mumbled. "Ma'am," a teacher stopped and looked at me. "Yes," she said smiling. "Do you know where the main office is?" She raised an eyebrow, but pointed to our left. I looked and saw the office was right beside us. I blushed in embarrassment.
"Sorry," I said rubbing my neck sheepishly. "Are you new here?" We all nodded. "Are we allowed to wear hats?" Jason said. She nodded. "Though there are a few classes that won't let you." "Do you know what classes those are?" "Robotics, Physical Strength, and Auto Collision." We thanked her and walked into the office.
Thankfully, it was just the office manager. "Hi, can I help you?" "Uh, our Aunt called," I said. "Hestia." He nodded and pulled out a clipboard. "Percy, Jason, Frank, Travis, Connor, and Leo?" We nodded. "Great, now you can give me your last names and I can get you enrolled in the program." We exchanged glances.
Hopefully this works. I thought before speaking. "Actually, we would like to keep our last names a secret." He shook his head. "I'm sorry young man, but I need your last name." Jason grabbed my shoulder and whispered something in my ear.
I looked at him surprised, but he spoke. "It's the only way to go here without going back on Aunt Hestia's promise and without getting swarmed by the press." The office manager looked at us confused. "What are you talking about?" I looked at him, then back at Jason. "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Positive." I turned back to the office manager.
"Our parents are Olympians," I started. "But we aren't on good terms with them. They actually don't even know we're here in New York." He frowned. "Our aunts got us in. We aren't related to them, but they let us call them that." He nodded. "What I'm about to tell you cannot leave this room." He looked at us for a few seconds before laughing.
"You boys are good, but I need your last names so I can get you enrolled." His laughter slowly died down when he realized we weren't laughing. "So, you're actually telling the truth?" We nodded. "So what are you? Like famous people hiding?" He joked. "Yes." His eyes widened.
I took a deep breath and looked him in the eye.
"What do you know about the Jabbawockeez?"
So, very different than any Percy Jackson Fanfiction you've ever read before. On the Olympians, I'm making it slightly different. Ares, Hermes, and Hephaestus will be Zeus's children. Hera, Hestia, Demeter, and Hades will be children of Rhea. Poseidon and Zeus will be children of Kronos. Artemis and Apollo will be children of Leto and Athena will be the daughter of Metis and so forth.
I used Frank and Leo because it fit the plot perfectly. Due to both their mothers dying. Travis and Connor, I just used them because I want to.
If you think I'm abandoning my other stories, I am not. This was just a really cool idea that I wanted to share with everyone.
If you haven't checked out my two newest stories, go and check them out. This, and The Apprentice, please go check them out and tell me what you think about them.
The video that I used is on Youtube. It's called Jabbawockeez| Performance HHI's 2012 World Hip Hop Dance Championship Finals.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter and feel free to review!