Percy Jackson – One of a Kind

Author: This is my first time writing a story so here goes nothing =)

Disclaimer: I dont own any of the stuff that is recognized but the stuff that aint recognized...you get the drill =)

Chapter 1 – The Prophecy

"I hate travelling" Rachel Dare mumbled to herself as she took clothes out from her suitcase. How she longed to see her friends. Of course she had iris messaged a few of them including Percy.

She smirked at the thought of Percy. How he had been protective of her when he realised that she was to become the oracle. He had grown at least a foot since then. His eyes seemed to be bluer – if that could happen.

She must be going crazy, if she thought that his eyes can be even more blue than they already are! She leaned back and lifted her head towards the ceiling.

A whole year she hadn't been her room. It had remained how she left it. Her unusual shaped room was painted a pale pink. Her four poster bed was over at the far north of her room. Her room was themed with chocolate brown furniture. Two bedside draws were placed on either side of her bed, the door to her walk in wardrobe was also brown. The luxurious vanity chest was placed a few feet away from the bathroom door.

She remembered a memory from when she was seven and how she threw a tantrum when her father personally came and ripped down the white fairy lights off the vanity chest she had placed there, and how she refused to be within the same room as her father after that incident.

She chuckled at the thought.

At the east side of her room there wasn't a wall at all; instead it was replaced by glass with a glass door. The white Egyptian cotton which was placed as a curtain moved slightly as a fresh breeze came into her room.

Only a few hours ago she had flown in from Boston. And now she was in her room. With her belongings scattered everywhere and yet she still had lots to unpack.

"Something funny?" a voice came from the entrance of the balcony.

In shock she looked over towards the voice. Twice before she had been scared like this; Apollo the God of Sun came to visit her. Apollo was also the God of Poetry which meant that whenever the Oracle had fore seen a prophecy he sensed it and came to visit her.

"Seen anything lately?" the man approached her. He was wearing a yellow and green coloured shirt which had multiple palm trees printed on it, beneath he wore white three quarter lengths and brown flip flops. It was a sight to see. From all the descriptions she had received from Percy she could only guess that this was Poseidon the God of Sea.

"What brings you here Lord Poseidon?" she said coldly ignoring his comment.

"Well after the way Apollo describes you. I must say you he did well" for once he wanted to add. But thinking wisely he stopped himself. He walked towards a portrait of a rose never breaking his gaze from Rachel. He saw that he may have offended her in some way and decided best if an apology is made.

"I guess I am not making the best impression. Please excuse my sense of humour, it never did any good" he spoke softly in an apologizing tone.

Curiosity sank in as she wondered why he was paying her a visit. "Is there a reason for this visit?" she asked.

Sensing it was best to get straight to the point Poseidon replied, "Well you see we haven't met yet and after all the times Apollo describes you, I had to have a meet you for myself." He explained.

"So you came in order for us to meet?" She mumbled summarizing his point.

"Well yes" he paused and turned to look the Oracle in the eyes. "I remember how hard it was for the last Oracle to adapt to this new life and wondered how you were doing."

She looked back to half a year ago when she conducting a science experiment in testing metals. Her lab partner Claire asked her if she would ever find what she was looking for in life. Apparently she went into a sort of trance and started speaking in a different tone. She told Claire that her biggest challenge was approaching her and that she could trust no one! She could never meet Claire in the eye after that.

"I am sure that you have heard of a few incidents including me." She knew that Poseidon knew already the answer to her question but why did he have to ask? She wondered.

"Well yes of course, but I wasn't asking you about any incidents. I was asking how you feel about it and how it is effecting you emotionally." He stated clearly.

Rachel starred at the being in front of her. He and Percy share a couple of the same traits including the intense look they made when they were talking about something serious.

"Well it has made me a bit more of an outcast amongst my school friends. But what do school friends matter when I shall see my close friends in a matter of days" she answered trying not to be rude towards the God.

"I am guessing that includes my son Percy?" He blurted out before he could stop himself. "I have never told him this but he is the dearest son I have ever had. And not only that he has more than proven himself to be worthy of the title of being my son." He didn't know what overcame to mention this but he had always wanted to tell him but he decided he didn't want an over cocky son.

Rachel felt blank. She could feel the change in her. She could feel her senses dulling. It was coming to her.

Poseidon looked at Rachel shock. Her skin was becoming paler and her eyes shining brighter. She stood stiffly as though she was unwelcoming an uninvited guest.

"Again the fire will stir,

The prodigal son of Poseidon will face turmoil;

Ignored he shall be so as

Anguish, rage and loneliness,

Will burst through from within him,

Creating wonders never seen,

For he shall,

And he shall alone,

Discover his own truth.

Try as they

For nothing will alter.

Whilst deep within the ocean depths,

An old face shall return,

Bringing with him,

A horde of terror,

For this will be,

Where everyone awaits,

The Prodigal Son of Poseidon

For only one,

Shall Survive."

Poseidon stared at the young girl. Shock filled his mind. He wasn't expecting a prophecy, especially one so serious.

The prophecy meant that it could be no one other than Percy but who did it mean by stating an old face shall return? And in the ocean depths – in his domain, surely he could do something to help save his son.

Try as they may For nothing shall alter.

The sentence filled his head with doubt but still he would try. He wouldn't let his son die. He had to do something. Anything.

With one last look at the girl who was barely standing in front of him. He vanished into mid-air.

Dizziness filled her mind. She had had this feeling before. She had given a prophecy. And one that was serious seeing as Poseidon had just vanished without a word.

She only had to look around to find Apollo standing next to her, offering her his hand to support her.

"Getting serious already are we?" Apollo spoke, trying to make the situation lighter. Trouble starting already, can the Gods have no peace?

Author: Please review =) I know some of you have mentioned that Percy's eyes are infact green but in this fanfic I have changed them to blue due to my story plot =)