Hey guys it's everyone's favourite deep fried chicken nugget, Vulcan9! This is my first story and I hope you like it! If you don't like it than don't read it. I know right I'm in awe of my revelation as well. If I don't want to read something I can just read something else? That's crazy! Vulcan9 you really are a genius. I know. I know. Anyway if you do like the story, don't forget to R and R!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HoO(although I which I did) and Rick does.
Son of Vesta
Third Person/Percy POV (you'll see what I mean)
A young boy ran through the woods, his seagreen eyes flashing. His tattered clothes hung loosely from his thin frame. The boy was breathing hard and his legs were burning. The boy made the mistake of looking behind him and what he saw was the thing of nightmares. The giant dog bared its fang like teeth and its blood red eyes glowed in the moonlight. Midnight black fur met rich brown oak wood as the trees snapped like twigs and the beast barreled towards the boy. Atop the beast sat an enormous cyclops and it seemed that the Hellhound was struggling to hold the weight of the muscled monster. "You can't run from me, Son of Neptune. My dog is hungry and she doesn't like to wait!" The boy was practically panting now and he flailed his arms, trying to get away from the monsters. Mommy! I'm so sowwy I couldn't keep you safe fwom Smelly Gabe! Please help me! Please! The monsters finally caught up with the small boy and the hound pounced. Right before the dog was on top of the boy, an orange-red beam of fire shot out of the darkness and into the monsters, sending them flying into the trees and rolling over with the Hellhound on the cyclops. "Arg! Get off me you filthy mutt!" Instead of getting off the dog sniffed the air and froze. Its usual growls were replaced with whimpering and was that fear in its eyes? The monster had seemed to sense something in the area and it bounded off. "No-wait-come back! Arg! I knew getting a Hellhound was a bad idea! They're unreliable, not even that fast, and so expensive to care for! Seriously, I need to feed it a demigod every single day!" Suddenly, an 8 year old girl stepped through an opening of burning trees created by fire. "What do we have here?" said a deep, rich voice that clearly didn't belong to the girl. The Boy looked around, confused as to who the voice could belong to. Suddenly, the girl said with a small frown on her face, "Come now brother, show yourself. You're confusing the boy." The girl's voice was a calming one and the boy didn't feel as scared. "Fine," the voice grumbled and the shadows started shifting as a man stepped out. He had olive skin and greasy black hair. His eyes were like obsidian and he wore a black and white suit. The 8 year old walked toward the boy and even though she looked young, he could tell she was much older than 8. "What's your name?" she asked and she smiled at him. "I'm Pewcy. Pewcy Jackson." Percy said. "And where's your mother Percy?" Tears welled up in Percy's eyes. He remembered Gabe beating them, Seeing his mother's bloody figure on the floor, Gabe running out of the apartment, and the monsters coming. Percy had no reason to trust the lady but for some reason he did. "G-Gabe k-killed her!" he said, crying and holding onto the lady. The lady looked at the man and he nodded sadly. The girl's eyes flared red with anger. She would kill the mortal who hurt this child. After a while, Percy settled down and asked the question that was on his mind, "Who are you?" The girl smiled. "My name is Vesta: goddess of the hearth, home, and food. This is Pluto:(the man waved) god of the underworld and wealth." Vesta explained the world of Roman mythology and Pluto chimed in at times. Afterwards, Vesta asked, "I would like to be your adoptive mother Percy. Would you like that?" Percy pondered the question. This lady was nice but she could never replace his mom. Vesta seemed to read his thoughts and said, "I do not wish to replace your mother I just want to give you a home as you don't really have one right now." Vesta was worried he was going to say no but suddenly, Percy tackled her in a hug. "Okay mommy!" Vesta returned the hug and smiled. "Come now Percy. There's someone I want you to meet."