Added: August 21, 2011
Hey all! This is my first fanfiction story. If you haven't read the official first chapter, I suggest you read it now. It can be found at Rick Riordan's website. My story picks up where the first chapter left. So I hope that you enjoy this story!
Note: Everything here is not mine. All credit goes to Rick Riordan, the genius of the series. The book is not the real thing! Only fan made. Now enjoy!
Percy
Jumping off the side of an extremely steep hilltop? This was the worst mistake I ever made, he thought, no way I'm dying now with barely any memories especially when I remember a girl named Annabeth. Something told him he's done more dangerous stuff than this before so it calmed him down. While in the air, Percy struggled to get on the platter and use it as a sled. Percy hit the ground hard and hit himself on the front of the platter. He was speeding down the hill so fast, he could feel the force of air pressure, pushing against him, mostly his face. Along the ride down, were a bunch of bumps and large rocks between him and the apartment. He couldn't steer the silver platter so Percy would have some unwanted jumps. As fast as he was going, he thought he would go over the edge of the apartment roof and plunge into his death in no time. The gap closed between Percy and the roof. He dove off of the platter and started rolling towards the edge so that he could slow down while rolling. He desperately tried to stop himself with his feet, legs, or arms, anything, but the momentum was too great.
As he was rolling, he could make out a ledge of the edge of the roof. This would be Percy's last shot. He kept rolling and fell of the roof. Just before he fell to his senseless death, he grabbed the ledge of the roof with all his strength. Pain shot through his shoulder, "Aagh!" It cauesd him to lose grip of the ledge but he still held on. The pain quickly disappeared, which was odd. He should have probably broken his shoulder or something. He looked down, 50 feet below were cars driving at high speeds and sees his magical sword fall toward the the highway below. Great, he lost his only weapon to defend against the gorgons. At the moment, more things were important to him like trying not to fall into the highway. He pulled himself up and ran for the roof's staircase. Up above the hill, Percy could see the two gorgons peeking over the edge, cursing and hissing along with their snaky hair, also probably fighting over each other about how stupid the other was.
He quickly made his way down to the first floor and out the apartment. Percy knew that the gorgons were not going to give up so easily so he didn't stay and slow down. He knew they would find a way down sooner or later. Unsure of where to go, he decided to follow his instincts and run towards the highway tunnel. At the entrance of the highway tunnel, was an old lady who seemed very weak. She had an old wrinkled face with acne all over, blue eyes, white but barely any hair. She wore old dusty clothes which had many holes and smelled like she just came out of the sewers and was leaning on a wooden cane to help her walk.
"Oh dear, young man there. Please help." the old woman said in a low, shaky voice. Percy had a bad feeling about this. He's already fought a monster disguised as a hobo before, and this one may be a monster as well for all he knew, which wasn't a lot. What now? Percy thought.
"Who are you? What do you want?" He demanded, reaching toward his pocket looking for his magical pen, forgetting that he had dropped it somewhere in the highway.
"My name is June and I offer you a choice." June said.
"Look, I really don't have time. Gorgons are after me—." Percy protested.
"Yes, I know all about them. You could leave me here for them to eat me while you run to the ocean safely and live your life, away from any danger." June took the news calmly, raising Percy's suspicion that she may be a monster. Percy whirled around as he heard a scream only to find the gorgons falling off the apartment roof he had come off of.
"Or what?" Percy asking attentively. Option number one already seemed tempting but his instincts told him to keep listening.
"Carry me to the camp with you," She said, sounding more like an order.
"Carry you?" Percy asked in an unsure tone. She must be joking right? No way I am going to carry this homeless-looking woman, he thought, she'll probably just turn into another gorgon or something.
"Yes, through this tunnel and past the river. You will slowly regain your memories, but you will lose the mark of Achilles." River? What river? Far behind Percy, the gorgons started to come at him hissing and cursing, You will die, Percy Jackson! "You could save all your friends that you once knew and all the gods."
"Why should I?" Percy was almost convinced.
"It's to show your kindness dear." She replied with a smile. Percy saw that she had only a couple of teeth and had a bad case of hygiene. The gorgons were now only a few meters away and coming with their white fangs and razor-sharp claws. In a quick thought, Percy picked up the woman and ran into the tunnel.
Percy ran into the lightly lighted tunnel as fast as he could. But the old lady slowed him down. He could stand and fight and kill the two which would give them time to escape, but he dropped Riptide a while ago. His only option was to outrun them, which was going to be hard. So he thought of another insane idea and ran onto the highway. This must be the craziest day of my life! He thought. It would slow him down, but it goes the same with the gorgons. Many people honked their cars and yelled out the window furiously as they passed by. Some had to swerve out of the way to avoid hitting the teenage boy. Behind him, he heard tires screeching and and from the corner of his eye, he saw a car flipped and then a big KA-BLOOM! He glanced back behind to see what had happened too see that two cars had crashed, probably because of the dim-witted gorgons. He hoped that the passengers were still alive.
"Percy, we must hurry. Quickly! Into the woods before they come back." The woman said worriedly. He didn't argue, turned to the left side of the highway and crossed the road when it was safe and headed to the woods a few kilometers away. They had to cross the river first of course which was a problem. They looked for a boat or something to help them get across the river but there was nothing. The clear blue water was fresh with no salt at all, was flowing quickly and by the looks of it, it would be very hard and dangerous to cross. How did he know all this?
"Go and show me your powers. Follow your instincts." said June. Percy had an uneasy sensation. How could this old woman know anything about him? Maybe she knew who he is and where he came from. And powers? What did she know about any powers? But he had always had a strange feeling whenever he was near water. He felt stronger; he could think more clearly and always full of energy.
I must be crazy, was his only thought as he closed his eyes and focused. He could hear the rushing water eroding the rocks that were further down the stream, he could hear the fish swimming against the flow of the coursing river. He held out his hand and willed the river to slow down, slow enough for them the cross. Percy could feel his energy drop. Slowly, the river was calming down, but was still flowing, just not as intense as before. He stepped into the cold water and felt enormous pain instantly and collapsed.
It was torture. His whole body burned except the small back of his neck. It hurt so much he could voice didn't seem to work. From head to toe his body felt like he'd just been tossed into a bonfire alive. But he had this feeling that this has happened before. The only difference was, he could remember being drowned in black water. No, he couldn't drown, he was breathing somehow. When he saw his body, it was dissapearing. This wasn't happening! No way he thought. You need something that keeps you attached to the mortal world, remembering those words somewhere. He felt hopeless and weak, like he couldn't do anything more than to just accept his fate. What would keep his soul attached to the mortal world?
He looked up and saw a familiar looking face. It was a familiar scene. From underwater, he saw a blond-haired girl, orange t-shirt and blue jeans, extending her hand in aid and said, Hold on Seaweed Brain. You're not getting away from me that easily. His pain slowly subsided and he somehow started reappearing. Soon enough, he felt no more burning. He reached for her hand and pulled she pulled himself to the surface. He looked around but there was no one there. With amazing speed, he swam to the other side. When he was ashore, he realized that June was there smiling, completely dry.
"What—how-?" He was speechless. The old woman could not have been able to swim across the river. She could barely stand. "What just happened?"
"Your mark of Achilles is now slowly fading away. You'll feel intense pain from time to time, but never the same place." June responded.
Who was that girl? Percy had a feeling, she knew her but he just couldn't remember. Could it be Annabeth? He wasn't sure, but she was pretty.
A few meters into the woods, Percy saw a big, white, roman-looking archway with words that he couldn't comprehend. Just behind the archway were one guy and one girl, who seemed to be guarding the path behind the arch. The girl was maybe 5'2" shorter than Percy. He caught a glimpse of her golden-blond and purple camp shirt. She had hazel-brown eyes and a bruiesd cheek. The boy, he couldn't really see his hair, but he wore a purple shirt like the girl, a stitches on his chin and beaming green eyes.
They both wore roman armour, wielded shields and wore a helmet with red feathers. They unsheathed their swords and were prepared for battle. Instinctively, Percy reached into his pocket, grabbed his pen and uncapped it. Wait. I thought I didn't have it, he thought. The pen grew until it was a three foot bronze sword.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" questioned the guy on the right.
"I was told to find a camp. This camp is supposed to help me or something." Percy replied in a tired tone.
"Impossible! No one could have survived the outside world this long." The girl said. Percy was confused but that didn't stop the two guards from charging at Percy with blazing eyes.
Before the three broke into the combat, June yelled, "Stop this immediately!" She stepped back and in one glow brightly, everyone had to look away otherwise their eyes would be burnt. Percy wasn't sure of this exactly but he got a feeling. June turned into a large white and grey furred wolf, twice the size of any wolf. It had large, black ferocious eyes which could scare anyone who gazes upon them. But as it appeared, it looked rather confused and alert. It was whirling around, checking its surroundings. Looking if there were any enemies. But when the wolf saw us three, it calmed down and let out a deep sigh.
The two guards dropped to their weapons and bowed respectfully. "Lupa." The girl said. " My deepest apologies. We had no idea it was you"
"Do not worry Hazel. It seems that Percy here has passed the test. Leave him to me. Come with me back to camp. You are excused from guard duty.." Lupa ordered the Hazel. "Bobby, remain at your post. Percy, follow me."
Percy followed Lupa into the camp. He could sense Bobby's eyes staring at him saying, You got lucky you didn't get cut. And what did Hazel mean that no one could have survived the outside worldthat long? He put the idea to the back of his head and think about it later. One step into the camp and he could feel vibrations travel up his leg until it reached his neck. Something was telling Percy that something wasn't right. Percy walked behind Lupa a little freaked out. He sensed that these people were his enemies, although he couldn't possibly believed that. These people are here to help him. Well maybe once he got attack, but that was all a misunderstanding.
Don't worry my young hero, a voice said in his mind. I thank you for your assistance. Was that-, no it couldn't possibly be June speaking. She just vanished and was replaced by Lupa.
They walked through the woods on a dirt path. Around him, brown figures of girls with pointy-edged ears popped poked their heads out of a tree, which shocked Percy, giggling and waving their hands at him.
"Wood nymphs. Don't bother about them Percy." Hazel said a little disgusted. "They're just a bunch of flirts." Percy didn't see them as a threat, so he waved back and smiled. Hazel rolled her eyes and gave Percy a revolted stare.
"Just out of curiosity, you seemed like you didn't know why you were at camp borders, Lupa." Hazel said. "Weren't trying to find him?" Her expression became hopeful.
"Find who?" Percy asked.
"I'll have someone explain that matter to you later." Lupa then turned to Hazel. "And yes, Hazel, I was searching for him. I was about to enter a cave somewhere in a mountain in Oklahoma. I could smell a bit of his scent leading inside. I was about to enter the cave when I was suddenly transported to camp borders. I was stunned for a moment so my vision was a little blurry. I had to check my surroundings. I calmed down until I caught the camp's scent." Hazel looked down, but put up a smile like she didn't hear anything. She was trying not to show anything, but Percy could see the sadness in Hazel's eyes. Even Lupa seemed a little down. Nobody talked the rest of the way.
Not long after, they arrived at a clearing. Around 30 campers wandered around talking and gossipping. They looked at Percy as he passed by them. He could hear some say, Who's this dude, or, He probably sucks. He'll probably get kicked out early. They snickered with their friends. Percy had already built a reputation in this camp. Even though it's the kind he wouldn't want. Most people seemed depressed, like they just lost someone important. When their friends came over, they put on a happier face, forcing themselves to smile, but Percy could still see their sadness, just like he did with Hazel. Percy wondered what happened to this place. Could it be the person Lupa was talking about? He wanted to know so he could help.
Two people caught Percy's eyes. Two guys were dueling with swords, both trying to slice each other apart. Their eyes were filled with intensity and anger. What made it look worse, they weren't wearing any armour. At first, Percy thought the swords were just plastic or something, until one guy deflected the other's attack and cut his leg. Blood started to gush out, but he withstood the pain and continued to fight, even angrier. Percy hoped that this wasn't why he was here.
A bunch of cabins stood in a U formation. Each one with a different colours and different decorations. All cabins though had a symbol on top of their doors. One cabin was very plain, it looked like it was painted over 100 years ago. The cabin was jade green and the paint was wearing off. There'd be graffiti written in the worn out areas. He really didn't want to be stuck in that cabin. Another cabin was in gold, or so Percy thought. No way it could have been real gold. Hazel reassured Percy it was pure gold, as if she were reading his mind. One cabin really bugged him the most. The cabin was painted gray with gold trimmings. On the walls was a woman in a chariot, prepared for battle. Percy tried remember why it seemed so familiar, or why it made him remember something. Even if it was the memory is insignificant, he still wanted to know.
"I'll leave the two of you here." Lupa said. "Welcome to Legionary Camp."
So that was chapter one (technically chapter 2) of this story. I hope you all liked it. If there is anything that I need to improve on, just let me know and I'll do my best to improve. I'll also try to update the story ASAP. Remember to review! Thanks! NinjaReads :D
