I do not own any of the characters unless I say so. I also do not own the series. This is my first PJO fic, so tell me what you think, and if I should continue? Xx
"She's Hades kid," a boy says. "I'm almost positive."
"Almost positive?" a girl asks in an annoyed tone. "Almost positive isn't good enough!" I groan and shift my body slightly, trying to see how much room I have. I know I'm lying down, but I don't know where. "Hey, are you awake? What's your name, hun?" the girl asks. Her voice is now quiet and calm, she sounds almost friendly. I sit up and try to say 'Uh-huh' but it comes out more like 'uuhhh-nuuuhhh'.
"That's a yes," the boy says. I open my eyes to see I'm sitting in the back seat of a pickup truck. A girl with curly blonde hair is sitting in the passenger seat, but she's turned around to face me. I only know that the boy who's driving has black hair. The girl seems to be around sixteen, the boy, too.
"My…my names Luna… Where am I? Who are you guys?" I ask trying not to sound panicked.
"Oh, don't worry," the boy says. "We won't hurt you. We're going to help you. We were trying to get to you before the monsters-"
I cut the boy off with, "Monsters?"
The boy just goes on. "But we got there a few minutes later than planned. When we found you, you were passed out, but we killed the monster before it killed you."
"You people are crazy," I mutter. "I've been kidnaped by crazy people."
"We're not crazy," the girl says. "Let us explain. Anyway, I'm Annabeth, this is Percy. We're half-bloods and you are too. When I say half-blood mean one of your parents is a Greek god. My mother is Athena, Percy's dad is Poseidon."
"No," I say with a shake of my head. "You two really are crazy. My mother is a writer and we live in South Carolina and my father is a doctor in L.A! And believe me; they will come looking for me."
"That explains the accent," Annabeth mutters to Percy as they look at each other and Percy signs and pulls into a rest stop.
"How about we stop for lunch? If we hurry we can still make it back to camp before six," he says. Annabeth nods her head and they both stare at me, waiting for me to reply. After a minute, I nod my head and try to open the truck door. When it won't open, I look back at Percy and Annabeth with a suspicious look.
"Oh!" Percy says, blushing slightly. He opens his door and quickly walks around to mine. After a few tugs on the handle, the door opens. Once my doors open Percy opens Annabeth's, offering her his hand. She smiles and takes it, allowing him to close the door behind her. "Sorry about that," Percy says as we walk towards the small, run down looking diner. "This truck is real old." I nod my head, my gaze going to Percy and Annabeth's entwined fingers.
"You two are together?" I ask. They both seem surprised by the question, but Annabeth nods her head. When we walk into the diner a waitress tells us to sit wherever we want as she hands us faded menus.
"So," Percy says awkwardly after a moment. "Tell us about your parents?"
I don't want to give them information about me, but for some reason I feel like I can really trust Percy, maybe Annabeth too, and everything comes out without my consent. "I've lived in South Carolina most of my life with my mom," I say.
"But I have family in New York City and Long Beach in California, or maybe Sacramento? I can't remember. But anyway, I do spend a lot of time in the U.S because of that. My dad left when I was a few weeks old. But the whole time I was growing up my mom would promise he loved and cared about me, he just couldn't be here."
When I say that, Annabeth and Percy look at each other again, some understanding passed between the two of them before they tell me to go on. "A few weeks ago my mum and I moved to Brooklyn and my dad started spending me letters. That's about it." While I had been finishing talking, the waitress came and took our orders.
"You're parent could be a few people," Percy says, taking a drink of his Coke. "Though I think your dad might be Hades, it doesn't seem like him to send letters. Also, the Big Three promised not to have any more children, but here I am, so you still might be."
"Can I ask you a question really quick?" Annabeth asks before I can reply to Percy's question. I nod, taking a sip of my Dr Pepper. "If you live in Brooklyn, what were you doing in Vegas? That's quite a few states away from home." I shrug, as I truly don't have an answer.
"I didn't know you found me in Las Vegas? I was walking to the store in Brooklyn and then I woke up in your truck," I say. I wrap my arms around myself, trying my hardest not to cry. If I blacked out before they found me, who knows how long I've been out? And how did I get to Las Vegas? Percy and Annabeth notice I'm upset and sit awkwardly for a moment before Annabeth comes and sits by me on the other side of the booth.
"Hey," she says, giving me a half-hearted one armed hug. "It's okay. We'll figure out what's going on as soon as we get to camp." I nod, and to Annabeth and my own surprise, I lean into her hug. A few minutes later the waitress shows up with our food and Percy makes some stupid joke, making Annabeth and I both laugh.
"So, you think Hades is my dad?" I ask, eating a tater-tot when I finish. Percy wipes his hands off on a napkin before speaking.
"He may be. I'm not sure though, it could be anyone. Well, I really don't think Athena or Hermes, though," he replies.
"I can't believe all those legends are true. I probably should have guessed though. My mom studied Greek Mythology in college and taught me about anything I wanted to know. Guess that means my mom's probably not the godly parent, right?" I say, laughing softly.
"Well, have you ever considered the possibility you were adopted?" Percy asks.
"PERCY!" Annabeth cries, giving him a look that obviously says 'I-will-kick-your-butt-if-you-don't-shut-up-now.' I really never did consider it, but hell; apparently one of my parents is a Greek God or Goddess? Who knows, maybe I am adopted.
"No," I say with a shake of my head. "But I also thought both of my parents were mortals." Percy and Annabeth smile almost bitter smiles.
"Don't we all? We better hurry up and leave soon before it gets too late," Annabeth says. I nod my head, yawning before taking a sip of my tea.