Author's Note: Please forgive all spelling and grammar mistakes, English is not my first language. This is my first fanfiction ever, I would really appreciate reviews, good or bad. Thank you for reading this, I enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy reading it.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series. I only own my OCs and the storyline; any similarities to other storylines or real people and/or situations are entirely coincidental.

Chapter 1: My Dad Talks to Himself

Fine, I'll admit it, I always suspected there was something different about this family, but I thought it would be something usually different, not something brace- yourself-your-life-will-change-forever-and-there's-no-going-back-to-blissful-ignorance different.

Well I think I'm exaggerating a bit. Things did not turn out that bad, right? Right?

It all started the summer I turned fifteen; it was early morning and I didn't want to get out of bed, though that didn't stop my mother from screaming at me that I was going to be late, naturally, I then heard the sound of my dad's voice telling her not to be so hard on me. Really, I don't know in what weird circumstances did my parents end up together; you couldn't find personalities so unlike each other.

My father, and I kind of feel silly saying it like this, is like the sea, easy-going, free, wild and unpredictable, he is an Oceanologist. On the other hand, my mother is strict, intelligent, wise, fierce, and kind-hearted but in a rigid, orderly way, she is an Architect. They always argue about something or other, but somehow you can tell they really love each other.

About me, well I guess I inherited half and half of my parents' traits; my hair is blond like my mom's, and my eyes are sea-green, like my dad's, I have an athletic body, and I am not an Einstein, but my brain isn't that bad, though sometimes, I must admit I am kind of reckless.

''Nick, come on, I know you're tired, but you can't have your father waiting, if you want to go to work with him you have to hurry up.'' My mom kept saying.

''I can spare some extra time, honey, let him sleep a little more.'' My dad told her.

''Gods! You're always like this, you'll spoil him.''

I got out of bed and got ready as fast as I could, I couldn't believe I had forgotten I would be going with dad, I rarely had time to go with him to the aquarium, and I really enjoyed it. He had bought the aquarium just after he married mom; it is just next to the sea, and although it is small, it is full of interesting fish and sea-creatures.

''I'm up!'' I said as I was entering the kitchen and as my mom gave me a reproachful look.

I ate my breakfast hurriedly, brushed my teeth, and got into the car were my dad was waiting for me.

''Ready?'' He asked, giving me his signature smile.

''Ready'' I said buckling up.

My time at the aquarium was really enjoyable, I spent all day helping my dad take care of the fish, guiding small tourist groups, and doing all kinds of chores. It sounds tedious, I know, but I loved it; the sea-breeze was always blowing through the place, I liked telling people about the things I knew, and I was with my dad who always made me laugh one way or another.

Around closing time, my dad and I were at his office; it's small, cozy, and simple, except for a fountain on the corner, just by the window, where the light shines through, and makes a little rainbow; at the bottom of the fountain there are gold coin-like things which, I think, are decorations.

''Hey, Nick, why don't you go check if we locked the back doors?'' My dad said quite suddenly. I guess this is where I should have known everything was going to start.

''But I know they are locked, I did it myself''. I protested.

"Check again'' Dad said a little urgently.

"Okay" I gave up.

I went to check the back doors, which were locked up, as I already knew, and went back upstairs, I paused a little before opening the door because I heard my dad speaking with someone in a suspicious tone, I entered and there was no one but my dad who had a disturbed look on his face.

''Who were you talking to?'' I asked.

''What? Oh. No one, I was talking to myself.'' My dad replied, though with an odd look on his face. Was he scared?

All the way back home my dad was distracted and not all there with me, I really didn't understand what had happened that made my dad have such a change in attitude. We arrived home and my mom received us in her usual manner, nothing out of the ordinary that is until she noticed my dad's mood, that's when I decided I should just say good night and go upstairs to my room, enough drama for one day.

'''Night mom, 'night dad''

''Brush your teeth, honey!'' Mom yelled as I was entering my room. Great! The mood becomes eerie and strange and she still tells me to brush my teeth; a little anti-climatic? I love my mom.

Author's note #2: Could someone please comment on my main character? Is he too girly?, being a girl, I don't really know if I'm getting him right.