Author- Lexie_Smith

Story Title- Phoebe James Ουσ. Φοίβη

Characters- Percy, Annabeth, Chiron, Nico, Grover...most of the rest of the gang and people of my own creation like Phoebe James

Disclaimer- I do not own the Percy Jackson series or the Heroes of Olympus series. Everything is owned by Rick.

Notes- Percy finds a half-blood at the new Goode Middle School. She however has no idea she's a half-blood and after a near death experience, she discovers what she is.

Chapter 1- I knew going to school was a bad idea

I didn't know what I was until it was too late. Practically everything went wrong from there. So if you're like me, then I suggest you don't read this. This story could open your eyes to what you are. Then you'll be in danger. My name is Phoebe James, and I am a half-blood.

I looked out of the window of the car, reading the school sign "Goode Middle School" said my mum for me. I already didn't like it, just by the name

"Ok" my mum Emma, smiled at me, she was wearing her best dress today, a blue knee length dress that she wore with a denim jacket "please; please just give it a chance"

"Ok" I said turning to face her, her big brown eyes looked pleading. My mum is sadly nothing like me, she has straight brown shoulder length hair and brown eyes. I look like my dad, dark hair and his eyes. I thought about him for a minute, well what I imagined him to be like because I've never met him. He met my mum when she was just starting out in her job; she'd told me this story since I was little. She said it was a Saturday, she was in training for the New York marathon- which she never got to do- she said he was standing on a corner and she ran into him, and saw at once he was different. He took her for dinner and they spent a few months seeing each other, but she fell pregnant, he told her he was married, they split up and mum got stuck with me. I'm not sure if you can tell this but this topic isn't my favourite, but it still didn't mean I couldn't wish that he was here.

We crossed the street and walked up the steps and were greeted by two teachers "Hi welcome, I'm Mr Blofis, the English teacher at the High School" he shook my mum's hand.

"Pleasure, I'm Emma James, this is Phoebe" she said insistently. I was forced to shake hands with the two men

"Welcome Miss James" said the other guy with the grey hair and moustache "I'm Principle Pipe the new Principle to our new Middle School" he smiled, I grimaced in return, what a bad name. "We received your letter Mrs James"

"Its Miss James" said my mum

"Miss James" corrected Mr Blofis "we are happy you choose Goode, we are very well experienced both with ADHD and dyslexic- my own stepson attends the High School, and he suffers from both"

"Oh right" my mum was frowning, she did that when she was nervous

Mr Blofis smiled "why don't you go through into the gym" he said pointing in the direction of a pair of open double metal doors "orientation will begin shortly"

"Thank you" said my mum and she steered me inside "see nothing to worry about" my mum said even though she was squeezing my hand

"You didn't like him" I said plainly

"No!" my mum said shaking her head, but smiling "he just thinks he knows everything- typical teacher"

We both rolled our eyes and giggled. I love my mum so much.

We each got handed a drink as we entered, my mum hissed at me "plastic cups" you see she's a marine biologist, she works all across New York city, even at times in the Sea Life Park. But that's occasional. So because of that she likes recycled things- paper- not plastic which she has told me countless times, end up in the sea and are swallowed by whales and dolphins. I feel for them, it mustn't be a pleasant experience.

We took two seats in the middle of the gym, which was filled with other parents and kids. The walls were a dull yellow and covered with banners, supporting the teams. I saw a group of cheerleaders near the front; they looked too old to be in middle school so it was obvious they were from the High School.

A man walked up onto the stage which had been built temporarily, he wore a pinstriped suit and had white hair "hello and welcome to Goode Middle School, I am headmaster Ram" I frowned that couldn't be right, we'd just me the principle, and his name was Pipe. I turned to my mum, and saw her face; it was a look of fear, something I'd seen many times. The first time was when I was four and she'd found me playing with a kid who was twice my size and hairy. I thought he was fun, he had one eye. The second was in Kindergarten my teacher could purr and I swear had a tail. My mum ran out screaming with me. The look occurred whenever something odd happened. "Mum?" I asked

She tore her eyes away "maybe we should go?" she suggested

I wasn't buying this, I was going to try for her "but it's just started, I want to stay"

She didn't argue but I saw her fists clench until her knuckles were white.

"Let me introduce my wife and Latin teacher, Mrs Ram" A blonde hair women in red joined the false- or different principle she smiled "I'll be leading the children's tour group, so can all new students make their way to the back, parents remain behind"

I stood up, my mum looked at me "no stay here-" she whispered taking my hand. However before she could say more Mrs Ram appeared "come along Miss James, you'll see your mother soon" she smirked- I didn't like that smirk.

"I'll be back in a bit" I told my mother, but she just nodded staring at Mrs Ram.

I took off down the aisle and joined the tour group. That's when my brain engaged, we were been led through the halls while Mrs Ram opened doors and said which rooms they were. But I was thinking not giving a dam, that guy her husband wasn't the principle, he was an imposter, my mum knew, that's why she was scared, therefore this women was an imposter too. She led us out of the building and across the street and into the High School for the second part of the tour. Two seniors stood at the entrance, they smiled but looked dreamily at us like we weren't there.

I was the last through the door so I took a gamble "excuse me?" I asked one of the seniors, this time he saw me "can you remind me off the middle-school principles name?"

The guy frowned "Pipe, now get back to your group" he opened the door for me to get inside. I did quickly, no need to have my head put down a toilet.

I entered the wide hallway there were lockers on each wall, a large notice board that was empty apart from one little business card. I approached and read it. It took me a while to work out because of my dyslexia. But eventually I got it.

Camp Half-Blood. Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141
Long Island, New York 11954

"Never heard of it" I mumbled and turned round, the hallway was empty. I'd lost the tour group great. I therefore decided I might as well follow the hallway they couldn't have gone far.

I shoved my hands in my jeans pockets and began to walk, I rounded the corner, and the corridor was empty. I frowned where they running on this tour?

There was a snort, like a bull, I spun, Mr. Ram was standing at the corner, I didn't realize how big he was. He had his shoulders hunched and head leaning forward. The hallway was suddenly thrown into darkness.

"Mr. Ram?" I asked "what's going on?" I peered through the gloom there was little light coming from the shuttered windows.

"Bbaaahhhh" he replied "you will not slip by half-blood" there was something on his head, something I couldn't make out. But the golden nose ring was now visible even in the dark. I saw Mr. Ram raise his leg and scrape it backwards and forwards on the ground like he was getting ready to charge. But that's stupid I thought but a voice in my head said, this is serious.

Mr. Ram charged with amazing speed. I therefore listened to my instincts I ran!

I ran down the hallway through a set of double doors and turned left. I looked over my shoulder Mr. Ram reached the doors and charged straight through them, bits of wood flew everywhere. Then I realised what the things on his head where, two curled horns like a rams, both sharp at the end, but rigid. Mr. Ram turned the corner also but with his speed he hit the wall, but easily bounced back. I was out of breath but I still kept running until I stopped mid corridor. Mrs. Ram was at the other end also with horns but no nose ring.

"You think you could run" she spoke better English than her husband "you were wrong" she advanced just as Mr. Ram charged round the corner. Two ram headed people against me, equals unfair advantage.

"I don't know- what you're talking about?" I panted

"You think you could remain hidden" said Mrs. Ram her eyes glowed

"What do you want? Who are you?" I shouted

"We are Radian and Ramdina, hybrids created by the golden eyed one" said Mr. Ram or Radian

"Who?" I didn't dare take my eyes off them, so I felt like a watcher of a tennis match, moving my head up and down the hallway.

"You will bbbeeeggg for mercy" bleated Mrs. Ram and she charged straight at me, I turned to run but of course my way was blocked Mr. Ram

He saw my fear and grinned saliva dripping at his mouth, just as something bronze and sharp went straight through his chest. Radian looked down shocked before he exploded into golden dust. It covered me. I blinked the stuff out of my eyes just in time to see a young man grab my arm and pull me out the way as Mrs. Ram crashed into the wall she screamed "NO!"

I was swung round and was dragged away by the guy.

We ran back through the halls, I could hear crashing behind us it sounded like Mrs. Ram had broken free. I was suddenly turned again and landed on my but in a janitor's closet. A mop fell and wacked me on the head "OW!" I exclaimed rubbing the spot

"Sshh" hissed the guy; he stood with his back against the wall eyes peering through a small gap in the door. I couldn't make out all his features, but he looked about sixteen, with dark hair and I saw one green eye in the light. That's when I realised the lights had come back on. "Keep quiet here she comes" he ducked down next to me as a shadow passed the door. It took on a familiar shape Mrs. Ram. I thought she was just about to try the door knob. The guy had a long bronze sword in his hand at the ready.

Then there was the sound of hooves on floor and the shadow suddenly vanished and the hooves stopped. The guy breathed a sigh of relief and took a pen top out of his pocket and touched it to the top of the sword it turned into a pen which he then stowed away. He bent down over me "are you ok?"

I was about to say no, when the door banged open and Mr Blofis and Principle Pipe stood in the doorway "Percy?" said Mr Blofis

"Dad" said the boy who stood up, he was obviously Percy

"Miss James?" asked Pipe "what on earth are you two doing?"

I looked up at the three men, then I stood "I want my mum" I said and pushed pass them all and ran for the front doors. I don't know how I got out, but I did and was bathed in sunlight. I was halfway across the street when I was caught "stop" it was the Percy boy, I saw his step-father on the sidewalk looking concerned, a man in a wheelchair was wheeling alongside Mr. Pipe.

"GET OFF ME!" I screamed, a car honked we were in the middle of the street.

Percy pulled me to the safety of the sidewalk "you need to come with me" he said calmly how could he be calm?

"I said get off me!" I pushed him away hard

"PHOEBE!" I heard my mum's familiar voice; she came racing towards me from the middle school "what happened?"

"Miss James" Mr Blofis approached us "I need to speak with you and your daughter"

My mum looked from me to Percy, something crossed her face then she saw the guy in the wheelchair, then she looked angry. "No we're leaving" and she dragged me to the car.

I looked over my shoulder; Mr Blofis was asking Percy something who nodded. I looked at the guy in the wheelchair, he looked sadly at me. I felt like I'd met him before.

The car door slammed, my mum started the car and floored the gas we sped away.

"Mum what...what's going on?" I stammered the adrenaline had worn off and I felt hot from sweating.

"Don't think about it" she said staring straight ahead. She would've kept going but we hit a red light "Not one thing" she then turned on her Kings of Leon CD, which distracted me.

We soon pulled into the kerb outside our block of apartments; we lived in number four the top apartment. So we had to walk up all the stairs, mum dropped her bag onto the carpet by the door. She then locked it and put the chain across.

Then she turned to me "mum?" I asked worriedly

"I'll make some lunch" she announced and vanished into the kitchen

I dropped onto the small sofa in our sitting room it was nothing to look at, a small cream and pine room with an overpowering fireplace, which we hardly used. I could hear my mum in the kitchen followed by the ring of the buzzer. I went to answer it, but mum came out the kitchen "stay there" she ordered

I stayed. Mum pressed the button "hello?"

"Miss Emma James?" that voice was familiar...Mrs Ram

"Mum" I said scared, please no, it wasn't real, but it was "mum..."

She looked at me her eyes wide, just as the voice came again "you will die"

My mum ran to me as a bang echoed below. She pulled the fire screen back and pulled me into the empty fireplace she pressed me against the back wall before pulling the screen back to hide us.

I cuddled into her "everything will be fine" she murmured "I promise"

The door flew off the hinges; I could hear something heavy slithering over the doorway followed by Mrs. Ram's voice "you know what to do" she said evilly.

There was more noise, and then the slithering echoed down the stairs, whatever it was, was gone.

My mum peeked out her brown eyes looking round "I love you Phoebe and we'll get through this. I promise-" that's when our apartment exploded

I should have been killed, I knew I should have, I could feel the heat on my skin, and the burning on my face; I knew I should be dead. But as the firemen found me, they checked for a pulse and one shouted "she's alive!" suddenly there were hands around me trying to pull me off someone, that's when I realised my mum's hands were slack against my arms I was holding onto her this time.

I was lifted onto a stretcher, paramedics were trying to hold me still trying to fit a plastic neck brace around my head "mum!" my voice was cracked and even it sounded burnt. My skin felt tight as I spoke.

"Is she?" the female paramedic who was stood over me, was asking the firemen who had found me a question, the fire man nodded gravely. He stood aside an inch and I saw my mum's body, it was bad, she was burnt up one side of her face and she wasn't moving "MUM!" I screamed

"It's alright" said the paramedic holding me down and blocking the sight of my mum "they're going to take your mum in a separate ambulance-everything is going to be fine sweetie now what's your name?"

I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks I knew my mum was in a worse state then I was "Phoebe James" I chocked

"Well Phoebe" she said as they wheeled me from the room "everything is going to be fine" I knew she was lying.

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