Percy is the son of Tartarus and Sally Jackson and is the personification of a loner. At 12 years of age, he never got along with the other children; they called him weird, different, as if it was a crime.
When he turned 10, he finally realized it; no one cared for him except his mother. He stopped asking about his father at a young age, he had no wish to see him, his mom always told him he was the greatest father and left them disgusted of a child, him.
His mother had always told him he looked like his father with his high cheekbones, sharp chin and black as night eyes, except for a red spark in the middle of his pupil. Kids screamed in horror when he got mad, apparently they had mental images of themselves being tortured.
Many of them had been sent to the madhouse, some had burned for about 3 seconds, and doctors said it was way above third degree burns; they called it unbelievable and said maybe it was a demon.
He was right, if it wasn't for mother was the only thing keeping him from actually completing the actions that had happened to the other kids to Nancy Bobofit and group of minions, their only purpose to make his life miserable. She didn't succeed, but with every passing second, the urge to turn her bright red hair and freckles into the flames that comforted him so much. Seeing those muddy brown eyes lose their cocky glint would be a dream come true.
He tried so hard to control his powers, but sometimes it was too much and everything burned, like his preschool, 10 had died, he couldn't remember what had gotten him so mad, maybe it had been just a tantrum, but it was a fiery one. Controlling his powers had gotten better with age, with meditation and menial exercise, it helped wear him out, keeping him from being a waiting disaster. But he was very fast, and had muscles, but he was by no means like his father, a buff and muscle heavy man. He was very tall and thin, he looked like a 5'8 walking stick.
He normally wore a variation of black, sometimes red and purple too. He was very smart, reading well and his mother made him learn Latin and Greek, but he didn't mind. It was English he had some trouble with, because he had dyslexia and major ADD and ADHD. When he was in fighting tournaments for Tae Kwon Do, it was what his Sensei said helped him win. But
"Are you even listening to me freak?"
Nancy laughed like a hyena to her minions. She continued "Hey freak, I'm talking to you, answer, or are you scared?"
She smirked as Percy turned around, ready to taunt him again, but faltered as Percy's pale face glowed with the fire burning in his eyes, he hated the word freak. He glared at her and spoke in a dark, deep, flowing tone "If you don't shut up right now and leave, I will make you."
"Is that a threat freak?"
He laughed darkly as the teachers looked at the other, desperately wishing they wouldn't have to be the one to step in. Only Mr. Brunner stepped in front of Percy when he was mad.
Nancy's dull brain kicked in finally as she recognized the danger. "I will save you the humiliation and go 'talk' to crippled retard.
He took a few deep breaths and calmed down as his pale face hid in his hood once more. He was glad she left he knew she had taunted him once more, he would've snapped, more like exploded.
He didn't care for making friends and everyone knew that, but that creeper Grover would not leave him alone, especially in their dorm, asking pointless questions about his life and Yancy Academy. But all this didn't matter anymore he was going back home.
Percy sighed in the humid air on the street, absorbing the scent. He loved the outside, but not so much the crowded and sunny places, that were filled with annoying people. People like Nancy.
She then came up to him, and snarled "Bye freak, see you next year, or maybe you won't come because your mo will leave you just like your dad!"
She wouldn't stop "Would you then be wearing even more stupid clothes, maybe you should bleed on your clothes, you emo freak, then they'll match your eyes!"
She left laughing, as his eyes burning as he stood there. He saw Nancy pick up a lighter and saw her friends laughing as they turned it on and off. He so wished for Nancy to die then and there, he had suffered enough.
Unknowingly to him his eyes burned a crimson blood, and Nancy's shouts died seconds after she was burned alive.
Her friends had not stopped screaming and everyone was rushing to get a closer look. He was distracted away from the wonderful fantasy as a bus rolled by, picking him up. On his way home, he saw Nancy's lifeless muddy brown eyes stare at him as he her freckles seemed fickle compared to the red on the burned skin. He then turned a blind eye to a deceitful scene. It was then that he knew he had changed, from that peppy 5 year old wishing for his father to come back, to a cruel, emotionless monster. And he found out that he quite liked it.
That's my first chapter, thanks for reading please review, tell me what you think. Percy is dark, almost evil in this story, with power rivaling Kronos, after all, he is the half son of a primordial being. I will try not to make him overpowered and cliché. I hope that this story is unique and please inform me if it's not. My beta, xx1LionsflamE7xx , has been a great help and hope you go check him out, he is great. He is in my favorite authors section if your wondering. Thanks.