A/N: So, it's Alyssandra here. My fiction for PJO!
Annabeth: And? What's so special about it?
Me: Hello! –knocks head- it's my first percy Jackson fic!
Annabeth: Alright, alright.
Aren't you forgetting something though?
Me: What?
Annabeth: -points down-
Me: Ohh…I knew that.
Annabeth: No you did not you totally, completely forgot.
Me: Did not!
Annabeth: Did too!
Me: Grr…*water comes splashing out of bathroom and makes a big sphere*
Percy: Hey! Control down there!
Me: Sorry…*water becomes flat and floods out the room, well actually floods out Annabeth since y'know…* Whoopsies.
Now for the disclaimer:
(Let's make this quick I don't want to get caught by an angry Annabeth who by the way has a sword at her reach.)
EVERYTHING THAT IS RELATED TO PERCY JACKSON& THE OLYMPIANS BELONG TO *woot!!!* THE AWESOME RICK RIORDAN!
Annabeth: That's right…it belongs to him…*glares evilly* *raises knife slowly*
Me: Uhh…gotta go now…*makes a run for it*
I'm sitting on the edge of the mini 'pier' beside our cabin. I'm strumming a few notes on my guitar, looking out at the beautiful landscape outlining the lake, extracting inspiration from them.
My name is Alyssandra.
I am the daughter of Poseidon…scratch that. People THINK I am the daughter of Poseidon.
Before I get to that, let me tell you a little about myself.
Before I came here to Camp Half-Blood, I had a family. Well, most of the demigods do. Anyway, my mom, after completely forgetting about who my real dad was, married another guy gave birth to another girl. And this girl grew up. So did I. Did I mention that when demigods grow older their godly scent grows stronger? And when their scent grows stronger, so does the possibility that monsters chase after you and try to exterminate you. Lucky, ain't it? So, that's exactly what happened. I grew older and monsters started chasing after me. My stepdad started to blame my mom because he said that my 'sister' was getting so scared and she was so young…blah blah blah… And then my mom would start placing ALL the word's mistakes on me. Then, that's where the water comes in. I start getting pissed off then suddenly water spurts of the nearest faucet. And the equivalent? Angrier mom. Good for me my grandma understands me. She knows I'm a half-blood. She knows all that has to do with me, basically she's like my mom. By the way, she's the one who even sent me here to this haven. When the attacks got more and more frequent, she told me to come here. To camp. The place where I belong.
Nothing really attacked me going here. Just a couple of hellhounds stampeding my way. So, I-might have-managed to fend them off (how? I don't exactly remember how…). I-might have- knew that I've taken them away because I woke up at the camp's infirmary (why I keep on saying 'might have' is because everything was blurry and I just woke up at the infirmary one day). Actually, all I remember is that I-might have, because who else can?-conjured fire to go around the hell hounds and after that—nothing. Just a blank piece of memory never to be awaken ever again.
Why I think people just THINK I'm the daughter of Poseidon?
Well it's because…aside from the water, the fire, I could also create lightning. I can't be electrocuted. Once, I tried plugging my finger into a socket and my grandma called out to me but I didn't listen, so I put my finger in the socket and…BAM!...nothing happened to me. My grandma just stared at me in shock.
"Alyss!" my brother called. Dinner's here. It's my second day at camp and they found me very much determined after I made a fireball chase the wood nymphs, made lightning almost burn the whole healing quarters and after I battled with my brother as he tried to stop me from doing those by chaining me to the bed with water. I stopped him from doing so. The chains didn't close. So they placed me in Poseidon's cabin. But I've got this weird feeling that they find me suspicious—especially Chiron. They think I also come from other gods, not only Poseidon. I overheard Chiron, Annabeth, Nathan and my brother talking about it. It's cool. It's just that they should've told me.
"Alyss? Hello? Earth to Alyss?" my brother called.
"Sorry… I was… spacing out." I replied.
"Ok…well dinner's ready, Annabeth and Nathan are waiting"
"Coming." I zipped back my guitar to its case and started walking beside my brother. We walked to the woods and caught up with Nathan and Annabeth (both are Athena's children).
"Percy!" Annabeth called, they hugged. I could see my brother blushing. I'll ask him about that later. Oh, sorry. I forgot to mention that my brother's name was Percy. Perseus Jackson. He and Annabeth are 15. He also hates it when people call him by his full name.
"Hey Lyss." Nathan said. I liked it when he calls me 'Lyss'. I stood straight, brushed my blue green shirt with my hands and tried to push away the unruly wisps of hair that dangled from my ponytail. "You alright?" I blushed; I hope he didn't see that. "Yeah, I'm f-fine. Just thinking." I replied. Oh, gods, when will I find the courage?
Deep silver eyes…Blonde hair that seemed to fly with the wind…
Alyssandra Kristine Williams! Snap out of it!
Percy's POV
What's with my sister? She seemed fine awhile ago? Now she's stuttering? In front of Nathan…. Ha! I'll try to bring this up later.
Right now, I'm worrying about Annabeth. Oh, Father? When will the day come when I can muster all my courage?
Back to Alyss' POV
So, we continued on to the mess hall. Or could I say, mess forest? The eating area is lined with trees from the left to the right. Except for a circle in where we eat. There's a little wobbly pathway leading to here. The circle is filled with benches for each cabin and it's surrounded with more tables carrying the food, drinks, desserts and fruits.
We usually eat in Athena's cabin's table. Nobody minds anyway. I sat next to Nathan and my brother sat beside Annabeth. I could smell Nathan's scent here. It smells of the forests wind, the sun's rays and…and…
Alyss! Wake up!
Oh, right. Nathan is just so irresistible.
We lined up to get our food and did the routine of burning part of our food.
After waiting for what seemed like, more or less, 30 minutes,I was next.
"Poseidon…and Zeus…and Hades." I shivered when I said Hades' name. " Whichever you are…or if all of you are." I whispered. Letting half my rice and some of my strawberries to burn. Yum. It smelled like Oreo dipped in milk at night before you sleep. Just then thunder bellowed, water splashed way too loud and the sky turned red, for a second. Everybody looked--more like scrutinize--at me. Oh, why does a freak like me deserve to be the daughter of ALL the Big Three? I silently walked away and pretended nothing happened.
"So, are you sure you're alright?" Nathan said through bites.
"Yeah, I'm sure." replied the freak, which was me.
"Don't be so hard on yourself. It's not your fault. We'll soon find out. Very soon."
How'd he know what I was thinking? "Am I that easy to read?"
"Oh, no. It was just…" he looked embarrassed.
"It's fine." I smiled.
"I was just lucky." He smiled back. Did I mention that his smile melts anything dark away? He makes the night look like day…
"Alyss?" Nathan waved his hand in front of me. "Hello?"
"Oh. Sorry. Spacing out again."
"It's s'mores time."
"Ok."
I followed the others after I placed my plate on the washing table.
We all ate s'mores. Except for the Ares house who flicked their s'mores of somewhere in the woods then snickered. How unfriendly! Ares and his kids should be thought a thing or two.
"Alyss, who are you sending your daggers to?" Annabeth asked. Annabeth was like a big sister to me. She'd ask me if I'd want to stay with her for the night and let Nathan stay with Percy to have a little girl time. I'm not talking about all those dress-up, make-up stuff girly-girls do. I'm talking about talking. Friendship. Being open. Sharing stories about their previous quest. And my favorite: making plans for capture the flag.
"To Ares' kids." I sounded a little embarrassed since I never knew I was glaring. Jordan could get me killed if he saw that. Jordan is their toughest fighter. Doesn't care whether he hits girls or people older than him. Percy says he looks so much like his father. My brother has already gone on his quest and that's when Ares tricked him. But then it ended up as Luke's idea. Luke was this guy who tried to kill my brother with a pit scorpion. What a coward. If he was not one, he would have fought to death the old fashioned way. With swords.
Percy says I'm pretty good with swords and all that hand-to-hand combat.
Someday I'll beat Jordan.
And someday I'll get my own sword just like my brother.
After one of the Hermes kids yawned, everybody went back to their cabins.
That's when I started having a headache.
"Unnn…" I groaned.
"Alyss? Are you alright?" Nathan asked.
"I-I-I'm fine…Unn…" I grabbed a low branch hanging off a tree. Nathan grasped my arm.
"Can you walk?"
"Uhhh…" I wobbled.
"Hang on Lyss, we're almost there."
"Lake" I murmured.
Somehow he understood what I meant. He helped me to the pier. I imagined water splashing on my face. My head started throbbing. Nothing happened. I thought harder. Suddenly, I felt water splash on my face. I opened my eyes slowly. Water was flowing like a fountain. I reached my hands out and felt the cool lake water flow from my hands. I wiped my hand across my face.
"Cool." Nathan whispered.
"You think so?" I managed to say through my headache.
"Yeah."
Then Percy came outside with a towel.
"Thanks bro." I said.
He helped me up.
"So, I guess it's time to say goodnight." Nathan said.
"Sure man. Sorry for the trouble." my brother replied.
"No sweat."
Then Nathan hugged me.
I almost collapsed.
"Hey, you doing fine or it's getting worse?" Nathan asked.
My brother replied for me, "She just—mmfff."
Somehow I knew in the mischievous glint in my brothers eyes what he was going to say so I stopped him from doing so by the classic way: clamping your hand over the persons mouth.
"Ok...so better get going now. See you guys tomorrow!" he called while running towards his cabin.
"Thanks bro." I said, sarcastically.
I walked to my side of the room. Cloth beautifully tied to the pillars by blue green colored rope, some pillows: the shade of the deep end of the ocean; that was my bed. A tiny bookshelf at one corner, with some of the books I got from my former home. Some more pillows, scattered yet arranged, somehow.
I changed into my pj's: a blue long-sleeved shirt and some random pair of navy printed shorts. I waited for Percy to finish so that we could start our night talk. My brother and I are very, very open with each other. Like the over-protective big brother and mysterious freak sister duo in fiction books. It so much is my life.
"So…who starts?" my brother asked.
"Eh…"
And then we freakily said this: "What was up with you last dinner?" at the same time.
I put one of my hands over my mouth then dropped it and started blushing.
"Uhh…well…" I replied first. Me and my stupid mouth.
"So?" my brother kept on insisting.
"Well…it was because…"
"Because?"
"I've kind of have a crush on Nathan…" I replied and blushed tomato red.
So…there it is. My first chapter. So..what did you think about it? Continue? Delete? One-shot? (I hope nobody'll say one shot *prays fervently*) I've got a lot of ideas for this though…
Up to my readers…
Percy: Continue?
Annabeth: Delete? *still with an annoyed voice*
Grover: One-shot?
Me: I accept criticism…but please not too harsh…no flames yet please…amateur writer here. *points at self*
Annabeth: And if you don't understand some stuff please put some guilt on her. *points knife at me*
Me: Hey!
Percy: You guys!
Annabeth and I: Sorry… *pouts cutely*
Me: Sorry big brother.
Annabeth: Sorry Percy.
Percy: Alright, alright.
Grover: I don't understand how you can live with those two Percy.
Percy: I don't think I know either.
***
Alyssandra out.