Phoebe Jackson was currently sitting at her desk in her honors Latin class on the last day of school, waiting for that bell to ring and release her from the torture of school for 3 months. She had finished her final exam in about 15 minutes, because for some reason, she was way smarter than most teachers.
Anyway, as she waited, Phoebe twirled her lucky gold coin in hand, bored out of her mind.
When the bell finally rang, Phoebe was one of the first people to run out the door.
She was headed for the exit when a rattling sound from the gym caught her attention.
Her mind was telling her to leave immediately, but her feet and instincts seem to override it and she tossed her backpack aside and ran towards the gym.
When she entered, Phoebe nearly wet her pants, for standing in front of her was a huge giant with a bunch of flaming metal spheres in front of him.
"I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever show up. Your parents killed so many of my brethren, I will avenge them by slaying their daughter." The giant said, picking up a ball and throwing it. Out of some strange instinct, Phoebe rolled out of the way.
"Must be the ADHD." She muttered, wondering if she could make it to the exit, when the giant waved his hand and the doors that led out to the school building, both locker rooms, and out to the track, all sealed.
Phoebe was mentally writing her will and her check in for an insanity clinic when a memory clicked in her mind. It was the memory of when her father had given Phoebe her lucky coin.
She had been 12 and just about to start middle school. He had given her the coin and told her that if her life was ever threatened, that she should turn it in her hand and say Rhea and it would be able to protect her.
At the time, Phoebe had thought her father was joking, but now, she pulled the coin out, turned it in her hand like she had done a thousand times, but this time she said "Rhea."
At first nothing happened like Phoebe expected. Then the coin grew longer and heavier until it had morphed into a perfectly balanced glowing, gold sword.
"This is all super crazy." Phoebe shouted as she dodged another sphere and finally summoned her courage and charged, sure she was dead.
Somehow she managed to evade all of the giant's attacks and plunged her new sword into the monster's leg, which caused it to turn into dust.
"I am going crazy." Phoebe said as she turned the sword in her hand as she went to get her backpack and then headed to her car (she was 16) to head home.
"Dad, I'm home." Phoebe said as she entered their very big apartment and tossed her key into the bowl they keep next to the door.
"What took you so long?" Her father, Percy Jackson, asked as he entered the family room and then froze when he saw her holding a deadly gold sword.
"What happened at school today?" her father asked
"Took my honors Latin and Biology exams and then a huge giant with cannonballs appeared in the gym and tried to kill me, the coin you gave me morphed into a sword and I killed him." Phoebe said.
"Did the giant say anything." Her father asked
"Yeah, he said you and mom have killed of many of his brethren, what does that mean?" Phoebe asked confused. Her parents were 2 of the nicest people she's ever known. They'd never killed anything.
Her father closed his eyes and said "I've been hoping this day would never come."
"What are you talking about?" Phoebe asked
"What I mean is Phoebe, it's time for you to know the truth. All of it." Her father said.
"What do you mean the truth?" Phoebe asked
"I mean the truth about everything. Who your mom and I really are, who you and your brother really are, everything." Her father said.
"Dad, what is going on?" Phoebe asked
"Phoebe, do you know all the stories they taught you about in Latin class?" Her father asked
"Yeah, about Zeus and Poseidon and Athena?" Phoebe asked
"They aren't stories, they're true, the gods and titans and monsters and Olympus are all real." Her father said.
"What do you mean, they're real?" Phoebe asked
"I mean that those myths are not myths. They're true. The gods are real and quite alive." Her father said.
"How do you know?" Phoebe asked
"Because my father, your grandfather, is Poseidon, god of seas." Her father said.
"Yeah right, prove it." Phoebe said.
"Ok then." Her dad said, getting up and getting a glass of water.
"Keep your eye on the water." Percy said.
"Ok." Phoebe said.
Her father began to wave his hand and the water began to float out of the cup and mimicked his movements.
"You believe me now?" he asked
Phoebe nodded and all she could say was "I need a nap." Before she passed out.