Percy Jackson and Camp No Blood

Chapter One- I get bit

Okay let me just say this. I absolutely have had it with my father Poseidon. He's never there for me and when I do get a chance to see him he always leaves quickly. It's as if he doesn't acknowledge that I exist. Imagine what you would do if your father almost never spoke to you. Wouldn't you get angry? Wouldn't you feel upset or sad? Wouldn't you want to make him feel what it's like to have a son that doesn't want to be his?

Well that's what I wanted to do anyway. I wanted to make my father pay for how he mistreated me as a son. But I would soon regret what I decided to do to get back at him. If I could have chosen to take it all back and start over before it happened I would, yeah, it wasn't one of my best decisions. Of course I knew that the first step to making my dad pay was to become immortal, but I had already given up that choice after my fifth year at camp-half blood. I just had to find a way to never grow up.

Anyway it all started on a day like any other. I was sitting in my bed thinking about what I wanted to be when I grew up and it hit me like a bullet. Maybe I didn't have to grow up. Maybe there were more ways to become immortal other than becoming a god. So I got to wondering and realized that there was one other thing in the whole universe that could never die. And I think you know the answer too. Vampires. The demons of the world. The strange creatures that could live forever without dying. Minus the whole not being able to walk in the sun thing.

So knowing what I had to do to make my father pay, I set off to look for something I had always been afraid of. I guess becoming a vampire was kind of like dying but not really. I mean really, how can you be dead but still be able to feel and think and smell like a human being. Ah well I was prepared to do whatever it takes to become immortal and I guess at that point it contained becoming a vampire.

I had heard about one vampire by the name of Malcolm. He had been a young boy when he had become a vampire and I had heard that his whereabouts were in New York, New York which is where my apartment is. I decided to go looking around for him at midnight. You know just go outside and search around for anyone wearing a cape and has deathly pale skin. Seems simple enough right? Wrong. It was so hard finding him in the dark, I couldn't see anything but streetlights flickering around every corner and cars headlights as they drove by and then I had an idea.

I placed the point of my finger nail on to the back of my hand and sliced causing an instant cut to form. Blood began to come out of the cut and I stood there waiting hoping that this plan would work and it did.

A flash of motion flickered behind me and I turned around while saying Malcolm. All of the street lights went out on the street I was on and then I heard a hiss as if a gust of wind had just blown softly through a row of pine trees.

"Hey there fleshy." Came a voice from my left side. I spun towards the source and saw a young boy about 9 or 10 smiling and sitting on top of a car.

"Malcolm I need to ask you a favor." I said walking towards him and this action obviously surprised him because he jumped up and gave me a confused look.

"What is it?" He asked no longer smiling.

"I want you to make me into a vampire." I told him although I couldn't believe I was saying the words that came out of my mouth.

"Well that's strange. You see not many people want to become vampires. Most of them don't even know we exist. So, if you could just turn your head to the right a bit I can make it quick and, well, almost painless.

He walked towards me as I bent my neck to the right and he slowly turned his head to the side opposite the way my head was pointing and then he sank his razor sharp teeth into my neck.

I screamed but only for a moment it was somewhat painless becoming a vampire and then I lost all my train of thought about what I had just done as I drifted off into a deep sleep. Perhaps even the last sleep of my entire life.