THE REBELLION
CHAPTER 1
PERCY POV
"Percy run, hurry!" Mom called. I sped up my pace, working hard to keep up with my mom. After around 5 minutes of this running we saw the border. I smiled. We were going to make it! But that hope was plunged away when a warning arrow was shot right in front of my mom, they had come.
Okay, maybe I should explain this better, my name is Percy Jackson and I'm 10. Me and my mom are trying to get to New York, home of the gods-yes, thats right the Gods. We are currently running away from the Titans, who just shot the warning shot at me. See, the Titans attacked the Gods and they also attacked mortal cities.
At first, people thought of them as an army of normal people, but then the Titans destroyed The Mist, which kept mortals,or normal people, from seeing the Gods. Mortals joined the gods for the most part, but a few joined the all happened around 2 years ago, and everyone who isn't allied with the Titans is running for New York.
You might be wondering, why didn't you run right when the fighting started? Well, first off the fighting looked like it was about to go to New York. Second the fight kept changing direction. At first-in the first 1 and half years- it looked like the OLympians were going to win the fight, but then the Titans started to win and thats when we started running from our home in Illinois. (I JUST TOOK A RANDOM STATE)
Another arrow whizzed past us and we started running faster. We were so close. Then my mom just stopped.
"Percy we're not going to make it if we keep running, but I may be able to stall them. You must get in New York." She said gravely.
"I can't just leave you!" I exclaimed.
"Percy please, you must now go!" She said. Mom handed me a sheet of paper that was rolled up with something in it and I put it in my jean pocket and pulled my slightly torn blue shirt over it.I ran off, seeing no point in arguing with her. I bolted towards the border and was just about to cross the border when a horse rider came up behind me and picked me up by my shirt collar.(IS ANYONE ELSE REMINDED OF INDIANS?...NO?...)
I thrashed, kicking, punching, writhing everything I could think of, even biting his hand.
I heard him cry out when he was bit, and grunt multiple times when he was hit, even the horse seemed to catch a few of my blows and whinnied and reared a few times. I never stopped my blows, even when he stopped moving. When he put me down, I tensed my legs, about to run. My captor chuckled
"I wouldn't do that." He said in a deep voice. For the first time I looked up at him and almost did a spit take. It was a man with blonde hair, blue eyes and a scar over his lip-it was the unmistakable Luke Castilian, leader of The Rogues. You might be wondering who are the rogues?You see, there is a part of Kronos's army, their called The Rogues. This part of the army consists of Demi-gods who had turned against the Gods.
It was only surprising because as a leader of an important part of the Titan army, Luke only did important missions. Luke must have seen my surprised expression , 'cause he chuckled.
"Yes, I was going to recruit you, but with your actions, I have a feeling I know your answer." He said. Now I was worried, what would they do with me.
"Oh don't be worried, we're not going to hurt you." Luke said. I practically sighed in relief.
"Now are you going to struggle if we continue or will you go in peace and we won't fight." Luke was now kneeling so he was my height. I thought for a bit before deciding there would be no point. I shook my head. LUke smiled and picked me up and put me on the horse, which was much better than being carried by the collar. WE rode until we reached the next city-Libya. Not the greek Libya, but New Libya, where Trenton New Jersey was.
This was almost as bad as joining the Titans army. You see, all the cities the Titans rule are watched over by either a Titan or very trusted adviser of the Titans. Libya was watched over by Antaeus, who made temples from the skulls of people he beat in battle. In greek times, they were for his father, Poseidon, but now they were for all the Titans.
We entered the city and people stared at us some with pity towards me or fear and respect to Luke. It was really unnerving for me, who was used to staying in the shadows, but Luke seemed indifferent. We eventually entered what looked like a castle from Medieval times. Once we entered Luke got off the horse so I followed suit and slid off the horse.
I'm pretty sure I did it wrong, because my butt (ADMIT IT, YOU LAUGHED =D ) hurt. But I didn't want to show that to Luke so I walked on, as casually as I could, considering my Butt (YOU LAUGHED AGAIN) hurt and my legs were finally cramping from all my running. I followed Luke until we reached a set of wooden double doors that rounded off at the top.
"Sit." He commanded, pointing towards a small, white bench in front of the doors. I sat down and considered opening the paper and reading it, but didn't want to take my chances. So I did the next best thing:I eavesdropped. I know, I know its rude, but hey, desperate times call for desperate measures. It took me a bit to hear what they were saying
"...job for the boy."This was Luke
"What is it?"Antaeus
"A gladiator."
"A gladiator?" Antaeus was really surprised. I assume Luke nodded
"Fine, but I won't train a 10 year old."
"You don't need to. I bet some practice with other gladiators will be enough."
"You really believe in him." Antaeus commented
"Yeah, you would too, if you had been the one to get him."
"What...?" Antaeus was just as confused
"He was really" Luke started then whispered the rest. HAHA TROLLING YOU!
"Fine." Antaeus seemed a bit estranged but he continued
"Boy, get in here!" He yelled. I opened one of the doors and walked through the sight of Antaeus was a bit...different. He had black eyes, brown hair and was 15 feet tall. You now see what I mean.
"He's a bit of a runt." Was the first thing Antaeus said. Thanks Antaeus. That folks was sarcasm.
"He'll be faster cause of it." Luke piped in. Thank you Luke! If he wasn't against the Olympians, I'd like him. I stood there silently, having no clue what to do. Antaeus stepped closer to me and it took all my strength not to step back or wrinkle my nose. He smelled! Antaeus sized me up.
"Luke, I'll do as you suggest, but if he doesn't make it, the blames on you."
"Boy, you will be one of my gladiators, off Luke's request. So you will fight in gladiator battles, train or help other citizens do their jobs." Antaeus listed off. I nodded my head. Antaeus looked at Luke and said Rogue motioned for me to follow him. We went into all the different hallways and he showed me wheremy room was, where the bathrooms are, where I ate, and every other place in Libya. By night time, I had already memorized the city.
I lay in my room, which I would share with the next boy around my age to come, but was currently un-occupied. I stared at the bleak grey ceiling, and wondered about my mom. I knew she wouldn't want me to worry, so I let myself relax and drift when I started dreaming, I regretted it quite soon.
ITALICS=DREAM NORMAL=THOUGHTS
DREAM IN 3RD PERSON THOUGHTS STILL PERCY
It was right where Percy and his mom were running, right next to the border. oh no, I really don't want to see this wake up wake up! Percy fled away from his mom, but instead of watching his flight to safety, Percy watched as his mom stood still trying to give Percy time. hey! maybe I will know where mom is!
Percy watched as his mom stood her ground, distracting the Titan group. He watched as she dodged another arrow whizzing at her. He also saw the arrow that came from another angle, and watched as it pierced her chest and she fell to the ground and as Luke rode past her.
END OF SUPER SHORT DREAM
Anger boiled in Percy and he knew one thing right there. He would avenge his mother, and bring the downfall of the Titans.