Blind Truth

I don't own Percy Jackson!

Lana Parker was 17 years old. She had dyslexia and ADHD. She lived with her father. And, oh yeah, her father was a Greek God. Poseidon. He wasn't as bad a father as you might think. They spent time together, ate together, he had her trained to fight, and he was actually pretty cool.

Still, she wasn't allowed to leave his underwater palace. Which sucked, but she followed his rules. She knew that he was as versatile as the ocean.

Lana was sick of being cooped up in the castle though, no matter how cool it was. She had gotten to know her half brothers, Tyson, a cyclops, and her father's immortal son, who's name she could never remember. Lana spent a lot of time with Tyson in the cyclops forges, but they couldn't talk a lot. Tyson had to focus on his work and he always seemed to be hiding something.

Lana spent most of her time in her father's throne room with his wife, her kind-of mother, Amphitrite. They worked on battle strategy for the coming war. Lana knew only the basics, there was a prophecy about a powerful Demigod and the titan Kronos.

When the battles finally began, Lana fought valiantly alongside her family and friends. Then something weird happened. Her father put her in charge of nursing a half-blood back to health. He had been in an explosion and was near death when he was found. How he could breathe underwater was a mystery to Lana, she assumed her father had blessed him with some magic so he could heal. When he woke up she was in for a surprise.

When Percy Jackson opened his eyes the first thing he saw was Tyson, leaning over him, his face close enough to kiss, ew. Not that he didn't love Tyson, but he was his brother.

"Ack! Tyson!" Percy sat up pushing his larger little brother off him "Where am I?"

"Brother!" Tyson cried "You are awake! Father will be very happy. He has been very worried. He had Lana take care of you."

"Wait," Percy looked around at the blue tinged room "Am I in Poseidon's palace?"

"Yes!" Tyson clapped his hands "Stay here I need to go get Lana. She needs to check you over before you can go anywhere." Tyson hurried out of the room, half running half doggie paddling.

"Wait! Tyson! Who's Lana?" Percy shouted after him. He tried to get up but found it hurt to much and landed face first on the floor.

"I thought Tyson told you to stay put!" A female voice chuckled sternly.

"Ow." Percy groaned as the person helped him up and back into the bed, he looked up and saw a pretty girl with sandy blonde hair, blue green eyes to match his own, and a bright smile "Are you Lana?"

"That's me." The girl grinned tiredly "Sorry I wasn't here when you woke up. I had to be at the war meeting."

"War meeting?" Percy asked stupidly "What war meeting?"

"We're under attack. I had to help my sort-of mom plan defenses."

"Who's your 'sort-of mom?'" Percy asked "Who exactly are you?"

"Amphitrite. Poseidon's wife. And I'm Lana. His daughter." She stuck out a hand "Nice to meet you."

"No way!" Percy gasped "But Poseidon doesn't have any other half-blood children. I'm Percy Jackson. Son of Poseidon."

Lana stared at him for a long moment before muttering "Crap." She turned around then back again to face her new brother "Can you stand?" Percy nodded fearfully "Good. We need to discuss something with dear ol' Dad."

Percy decided that this girl was as scary as Annabeth.

Word count: 622 words

I love love love LOVE Percy Jackson. So I decided to do a story where he had a sister. Now first of all Percabeth is the main ship in this story but who should be Lana's love interest? Leave a comment with your ideas. And don't forget to comment, vote, and add to your reading lists!

Love,

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