Cursed Water

by addicted2percyj3

What happens when a forrbiden child comes into the story and falls in love with someone? It will have our very own Nico Di Angelo! I am not addicted to Nico Di Angelo.

1. Chapter 1

CURSED WATER

A.U. Hi guys! As you can see, I'm making another story up. Please just go with the flow!

I am going to say this once more, I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON!

Meeting a mental boy- Chapter One

There's aways bad stuff happening to me isn't there? Well, I should start explaining. Hi, my name is Izzie Ryans and today I'm at my mother's funeral with my kind and loving step-father. Note the sarcasm.

As I stare into my mothers coffin, I see her aurburn hair spread out behind her back, her make-up done as if she hadn't died. She looked as if see was still alive, just not breathing. The more I looked at her the more I wanted to crawl into a corner and die. Gary defiantly wouldn't care.

I felt somebody staring straight at my back. It felt like someone put burning hot lead there. When I turned around, I only saw this raven-haired, sea-green eyed boy staring at me. Has he come to pay respects for my mum? I've never seen him before in my life!

"Excuse me?" a deep voice interupted my thoughts.

"Do you h-"

"Look, dude," I cutted in, "I haven't got no money so can you leave." I didn't tell it to him as a question. The boy had italian looks: dark hair, dark eyes and pale skin*. Before he could answer, I left.

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Just a few minutes before the ceramony finished, I got back to my mother and Gary.

"Go and get some food for me Izabel," my step-father, Gary, hissed as he pushed me.

"Yes Sir," as I looked behind me the italian boy just looked shocked.

IN THE HOUSE IN THE HOUSE IN THE HOUSE IN THE HOUSE IN THE HOUSE

"Food, food. Always got to get food. Why can't HE do it for once?" I muttered.

"Then why do you get it," I turned around and saw that italian dude.

"What's your problem. You came into my house and your stalking m.." I broke down in mid sentence.

"Oh my God, I need a knife. I need help! HELP! H-"

"Shut up! Somebody will come!" while he was saying this, I was trying to get my phone out.

"Don't!" he said, grabbing my phone," you'll send monsters to our doorstep!" I looked at him weirdly.

"Do you have an anlysium I can call? What's your name? I'll need it"

"Names' Nico Di Angelo and I need to take you somewhere..."

A.N. O.K. Please mind what I put! I was trying to but myself in Izzie's shoes. Please review to tell me what you think!

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