Hey guys, this is my first fanfic. It's a crossover of Harry Potter and PJO, with a couple of character of my own creation. And no, no drugs involved (if you were wondering). Rated T for mild swearing/coarse language. Might change later, for better or for worse. Please R&R fairly. Flaming is not appreciated. Feel free to PM me with any suggestions or ideas. I didn't have enough room to right this in the description, but the couples will be: Percabeth, Harry/Ginny, Jake/Jennifer.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or Harry Potter. This story has nothing to do with the movie Sky High (never heard of it, but there actually is one). I don't own that either.
~ Lightningthing
SKY HIGH
Chapter 1
Jake's POV
[Ughh...] Jake Hawk was still half-asleep, sprawled on his mattress. He got up slowly, rubbing his eyes, and looked around, momentarily confused, and realized where he was. Every day of his life had been like this, ever since his mother had died when he was 8. His parents had been divorced for the longest of times, and Jake had split custody between the two. He loved both his parents dearly, and even though he was already 12 years old and his parents had split 10 years ago, he could never get over it. Even though Jake's parents were divorced, his father still cared for his mother, and offered to buy a new house for her, but she refused, saying that she was happy with what she currently had.
Back to the present. So every morning he woke up puzzled, in his father's gigantic mansion, wishing that he could return to his happy past, and to his mother's apartment. So what if it was three times smaller than his father's house? Jake had found it comfortable, and the only place he could relax without any pressure of the world around him.
Since he was young, Jake had been skilled with fighting, and weapons of all kinds. Because he had lived with his mother in a poorer part of his hometown after his parents divorced, this was an extremely useful skill to him. It started all started in kindergarden.
[FLASHBACK
He was walking home from school with his mother. They walked past a dark alleyway, when suddenly, a couple of older teenagers appeared. His mother screamed. She yelled for Jake to get back, and told the thugs that she would give them all the money they wanted, if only they let her and her little boy live. Then Jake did something strange. He ran up to a garbage can in the alley, grabbed its lid, and smacked the teenagers in the face with them. In 10 seconds, a 5 year old boy had knocked out several boys 10 years older than him.
END FLASHBACK]
All these thought went through his mind while he changed inside his walk-in closet. Jake looked at himself in the closet's mirror. He was a normal sized boy for the age of twelve, with side-swept blond hair that was currently in an extremely messy bedhead. His nose was slightly crooked, as the result of it having been broken several times in MMA (mixed martial arts) tournaments. His lips always seemed to curled upwards in a slight smile. He was very well built, and had a pronounced six pack. On top of that, he was rich, caring and extremely smart. Everything he wanted was his, including girls, new gadgets and gizmos, the list was endless. Not that he ever wanted anything more than he needed. In other words, Jake Hawk had everything going for him. But nothing would ever replace the emptiness he felt inside.
And I think I'll wrap it up there. That's the end of the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed it! Will try to post the next chapter ASAP (I am on March Break, after all).
