I don't own Percy Jackson, all characters except the ones that I made are owned by Rick Riordan. Enjoy

Age: 13

If someone told me yesterday that my best friend was going to be some weird half goat thing, I would've told you that you lost your mind. But nope, here I am, running behind him while we're trying to get away from some crazy dog that tried to kill me a minute ago. You're probably wondering what's going on so let me give you a quick introduction, my name is Michael Anderson, and I'm thirteen, and I'm skilled at archery and poetry writing. I'll tell you what led up to this point.

I was sitting in class, unlike any other class, I was paying attention because this was my favorite class, English. In my other class I hated because my teachers would give me difficult questions even though I'm dyslexic so I would have a bit of a difficulty to read the question they asked me, plus I really don't pay attention to them or they just talk gibberish so there's those reasons too. English is my favorite because I always wrote the best poems here, and everyone knows it. I also just enjoy it because my teacher, Ms. Johnson, would help me out when there was going to be a huge test that was coming up for the class."Alright class just remember to do your homework." Ms. Johnson said and the bell rang and I was about to head out when Ms. Johnson asked me to stay here for a moment. "Michael the state poetry slam is coming up and all the schools have to participate, so I suggested that you should represent us, now you don-"

"I'll do it!" I said excitedly, Ms. Johnson smiled.

"Well I'll go inform the principle that you'll do it. It'll be in a few weeks so I'd start writing the poem now if I were you."

"Don't worry, I got it covered." I said and left the classroom. I was heading to my locker when I hear someone running behind me, I looked behind me to see it was my best friend Oliver, now you'd describe him as a 'country guy' because he actually dresses up as if he was raised from the country instead of living in Chicago, he had light skin, curly black hair, and brown eyes, and wears beanies, whether it was hot or not, he'd wear them. Now normally he'd have a huge grin on his face, but this time it was the look of horror.

"Mike I need you to follow me! We don't have much time!" he says grabbing my arm and he started dragging me along with him.

"Oliver what's going on? Where are we going?" I asked. We weren't running through the front door of the school, we ran through the back, are we ditching school? We both tripped and tumbled to the ground and when I was getting up, I looked over at Oliver.

"Dude are you o- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LEGS?!" I was staring at what should've been normal legs, but instead he had goat legs, hooves at the bottom and two fake legs were lying next to him, I was confused as hell seeing this. But then I heard something growling at us and I looked over to see it was a dog, not just a regular dog, but a huge ass dog that had red glowing eyes and black fur. I get up and and put my hands up, to show I don't mean it any harm. "H- hey there little buddy? You a good b-" I didn't finish my sentence because the dog launched itself at me and tackled me to the ground, I put my arm at it's neck to try to keep it from biting my head off. In the corner of my eye I saw Oliver get up and run and tackle the dog, having it crash into the garbage cans.

"C'mon!" he says grabbing my arm and dragging me with him, we can hear the dog barking at us again and I knocked some trashcans behind me so the dog will slow down hopefully, we turned the corner to see the chain fence, Oliver went first and when he got to the other side the dog was turned the corner, I quickly climbed and the dog nearly bit my foot, when I landed on the other side we started running once more.

"Oliver what the hell kind of dog was that? And why are you part goat?!" I asked and once we got to the front of the school, I saw my moms minivan parked out in front, she was standing there nervously and once she saw me she opened the side door and ran into the drivers seat. My mom had blondish brown hair and a pair of greenish gray eyes. Though I did resemble her with the eyes, I had blonde hair that almost looked golden. "Mom? What're you doing here?" I asked when we got in the van. She didn't answer just stepped on the pedal and drove off, the dog was now chasing us, surprisingly it was keeping up with us.

"Oliver are you sure it's about time?" mom asked looking into the rear view mirror looking at us.

"Yes, Ms. Anderson, I noticed that the monsters were showing up so I called you once I knew what was going on."

Mom looked back at the road, swerving through traffic, and I could hear her mumble about someone, all I got was her saying 'damn him', I'm guessing she was meaning my dad. Mom said that about a month after I was born, dad left, and that she hasn't heard from him since, I was guessing he didn't want the responsibility of raisin a child, or maybe he found someone else perhaps? "Can someone tell me please on what's going on?" I asked.

"We're taking you somewhere safe, Mike. It's going to be a while when we get there, but till then you can't leave our sight." mom says, I looked at them confused, where the hell are we going? The dog followed us for a good ten miles until we lost it when we got to the highway. I looked over at Oliver who was taking something out of his bag and started eating it, I then realized it was a tin can.

"Dude why're you a goat? Or half goat?" I asked and he stopped chewing on it and looked at me as if I offended him.

"First off dude I'm a Satyr. Secondly I'm surprised why you don't have other questions to ask, such as 'Why was that monster attacking us?' and all." he says going back to eating his tin can.

"My best friend is a go- Satyr, okay I don't know how to react to that. Wait aren't Satyr's from Greek mythologies? Am I dreaming?" I asked and then I pinched my arm, there's the pain, so no this isn't a dream.

"Yes it is part of it, but the myths aren't just myths, they're true." he says, leaving me a hell of a lot more confused. "Dude I'll tell you more about this stuff when we get to the camp, I'm tired as Hades now." he says and before I could say anything he falls asleep and started snoring. I tried asking mom about what's going on and all but she just kept telling me the same thing 'You'll find out when we get there', and when people don't tell me anything I just get so frustrated. But I guess I'll have to wait till we get to the 'camp', I rested my head against the window and fell asleep.

Well Mike is on the path to learning about who he is, and who his father might be, I'm gonna bet you already know who it is. That's chapter 1, sorry if it's not that great, but I might get ch. 2 up either tonight or tomorrow. Also just to tell you all, the characters in the books are older, so they'll be mentioned in the story but not really make an appearance in them. So until time, peace!