By the time I woke up, Gabe was already at his poker party.
I was ecstatic.
I know what your thinking. Percy, you are seven years old and you should not be home alone. More like, I should not be an abused seven year old, but what can hyou do?
Instead of staying home, I go to the park, only to run into my mom. I wasn't expecting that because she was suppose to be at work.
She takes me to a park bench and sits me down.
"Percy, where's your Stepfather? You know you're not supposed to be out on your own," she sighs looking at me in disapproval.
I look down and say, "Smelly Gabe? No idea. I thought I would come to the park. I just thought..." I trail off through my lie, holding my arms unconsciously across my chest.
"You mean he left you alone by yourself?"
"I'd rather not be with him," I say fear in my voice.
"I'm sorry sweetie, I'm only with him to protect you. I can't explain that now. Not in the open." She says softly.
"What happened to dad? Why isn't he here? Why did he leave? Did he not care? Not love me or you?" The tears were falling down my face freely and I felt arms circle me but they weren't my moms, they were stronger. I stiffened at the touch until I felt the person rubbing circles in my back. I then leaned into the touch. I could tell it was a male, but for a change I'm not afraid.
Through my crying I hear the words "Take him. He's one of you. Don't look at me like that, you three look like you have been to hell, or Tartarus in your case I suppose. I'll see him again. I know it. Take him to camp. Train him and keep him safe, after all, he's just a boy. I love you my ocean. Remember stay close to water and never go into the sky my little sea."
Her words were lost to me as the male picked me up and started to run. I could hear multiple other people running as well.
My tears had stopped by now and I could feel the boy, he didn't feel any older than sixteen if you ask me, slowing down his stride.
"Well, it looks like we have another little kid to add to our group," The voice was right by my head.
Once we stopped, we sat down and the boy put me down beside him. I saw it was just him, an older girl and a younger girl.
"Let's introduce ourselves, I'm Luke Castellan son of Hermes," he says. The last part had a bit of resentment. He has dirty blond hair and pure blue eyes, he was dirty and had dried blood on his shirt. He was muscular as well.
"I'm Thalia Grace daughter of Zeus," the older girl says. She had obsidian black hair and sky blue eyes. When I say sky blue, I mean the color looks like an exact replica of the sky. She looked the same as Luke, dirty and some dried blood on her shirt.
"Hello, Annabeth Chase daughter of Athena," says the younger girl. She had the perfect color blond hair and the greyest eyes I have ever seen. She was dirty but had no blood on her.
"I...Suppose by you saying one of your parents is a Greek god or goddess that means they're not myths, correct?" I got three nods in return, "I don't know who my parent is. My mom always said my father was lost at sea. Could that mean something more?" I ask confused.
I'm trying to be strong, she wanted me to with them. She wanted me to be strong. I have to be strong.
"It's possible that was a cover for your father leaving you. But if you're mother is correct in saying stay out of the sky. I would have to say you are a child of Poseidon," Luke says thoughtfully.
This was just a bit of drabble to be honest. This was based from headcannon #34. I read it and it kind of put this idea in my head. If you want more just say so and I'll add onto it. Otherwise it's just a one shot.