Now I know I already did a pirate story but I just felt compelled to wright this story so here ya go and I don't own Percy Jackson Rick does.
Nobody's Pov.
All was silent on Pirate Island, some might call it a den of thieves, but here pirates traded, bought, and lived without fear or war. On this Island Sally and Percy Jackson lived peacefully and at home Percy studied a map, the only thing connecting him to his father. That evening ship spotters saw a strange war ship of roman design, dropped some dinghy's full of soldiers, and not long after their cannons started firing on the small town, people scattered because there were hardly any weapons and those that did have them rarely used them so their only hope was to run, Sally and Percy ran for their house, once they were in Sally grabbed a pistol out of a drawer and told Percy to hide in the cellar, he didn't want to but seeing as how he didn't have a weapon and they did, he hid as his mother locked the cellar behind him, the door burst open and six men came in guns at the ready but Sally shot one and he dropped but they returned fire and she dropped dead looking right at Percy, a tear was formed and traced down her face, the five men left laughed, took the map and left, outside men and women were dying, gun shots rang, swords sang the might of the wielder. Cries for help were silenced and all was quiet for everyone was dead, as the soldiers of the roman vessel left one boy was heartbroken as he looked at his dead mother and wept. He was there for four days with enough food and water for two days, on the third day he was hungry and thirsty toward the days end he was parched and starving, on day four he was lying on the cold stone floor waiting for death, at days end he was sure he was dead and ready to meet his mother in death. Outside was a tall man, standing at six foot three, an eyepatch and a captains coat turned his head and as if on impulse walked towards a house looked around and saw an untouched locked cellar sat in the ground, he broke the lock easily opened it and gasped at the sighed sadly at the sight before him, almost dead was a boy about fourteen laying on the ground he when down and picked him up gently and carried him out "This one is alive, keep him that way." As he was carried off towards his ship he took on last long sad look at the carnage caused, "Captain Tyson, nobody else is alive, we need to leave." "Im on my way"
Now I know what you're thinking, WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO KILL AN INOCENT PERFECT BLUE FOOD MAKING GODESS AND ALMOST KILL OUR PERFECT BOY CALLED PERCY JACKSON! Well in this story Percy needs a motive to become what he does and this is the way unfortunately. Anyway let me know what you think, was this good, bad, or in-between and as always go blue food.