So, here I am! My first Percy Jackson fanfic! I've only read the lightning thief and I am currently reading sea of monsters. Just so that you know.

This is off of the lightning thief if a couple of things happened.

There's currently no name, could you people give me suggestions?

I think that's it.

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Who am I? Cole. What am I? I'm starting to ask myself that very question. But, I suppose, I shouldn't just start from here. Wherever I am. I should start from around the beginning. At least, from what I know.

Just so you know, I am slender, with dark hair and bronze eyes.

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I woke up, feeling refreshed somehow. I haven't woken up like that for a long time. I tried to get up, so I could find out where I was, but my legs wouldn't work. They just sat there like limp noodles. What happened last night?

"Help." I managed, my voice barely coming out.

"Oh my god. Percy! He's up!" I heard a voice call out. Percy? I've never met someone with that name. So why does it seem so familiar?

"He is? Maybe we can find out why he was being taken by the kindly ones." Another voice said, probably Percy. And what are the kindly ones?

"Help me you idiots!" I exclaimed, my throat burning like an inferno of flaming trees was logged in it.

"What do you need help with?" A girl came over to my side. She had curly blond hair. (A/N: I can't find a better description currently in the lightning thief)

"My legs. Why won't they work?"

"Um…. You were thrown into a concrete wall during a fight." Excuse me?

"Fight? I never do that."

"Um… Yeah… You were asleep."

"What?" I started coughing from my dry-is-the-understatement-of-the-year throat.

"Oh my god." The girl picked up a drink that looked like apple juice from the floor and put a straw in it. "Drink this." She gave me the cup, and I gripped it while wincing from the pain.

I put the straw in my mouth, and sipped it. I was surprised by it's taste. It tasted like that one pumpkin pie I once ate at this restaurant. It was the most wonderful pumpkin pie I've ever had. It practically flooded my body with warmth.

When I was done, I put down the cup onto the floor. I was feeling like a giant polar wrapped itself around me next to a cozy fire.

"That wasn't apple juice." I stated in my normal voice. Percy laughed.

"I felt like that as well." He told me.

"So you are, in fact, not human." Noted the girl with a non-chalant voice. Huh?

"What? I'm not human? Then what am I?" I asked her.

"Probably demigod."

"What? God?"

"Half god, half human." I burst out laughing.

"Greg! Was this you? You like pranking me! That's what this is right? A joke?" She stared at me like I had just said that I drink liquidized purple carrots.

"Um… We don't know who Greg is… This is real."

"What's your name?" Asked Percy, who I had completely forgotten about.

"Cole. My name is Cole." I answered, while thinking of some sort of way that I could wrap this around my head.

"How old are you?"

"About 10. Why?"

"Just wondering."

"This may sound crazy, but I feel like I've met you before. Is that normal?" Percy and the girl exchanged a look that told me: "No. This isn't normal."

"Cole, are you dyslexic?" Why did she need to know?

"No. In fact, I read years above my grade level." His brow furrowed.

"ADHD?"

"Yes. But that doesn't mean I don't pay attention in class. Why do you need to know these things?"

"Anaklusmos."

"What?" His brow furrowed even more.

"Are you sure he's demigod? He could be wood nymph."

"For some reason, I doubt that." The girl told him.

"So, if I am a demigod, who's my celestial parent?"

"We don't know." Percy stated.

"Well, what was with this battle last night?"

"Last night? The battle was 3 weeks ago."