NOTE: This is total movie-verse, since I haven't read the books... the OC is of my own creation, and most of the concepts as well ( such as the crazy powers given to a child of Zeus ). My first Percy Jackson fic, I hope you enjoy. 333
Percy's head broke the surface of the water with a splash.
" How long?" He asked, swimming to shore and drying his head with a towel.
" Like...an hour." His goat footed friend replied. The two grinned then got up to make their way to Percy's cabin so he could change. The pair passed a white, open sort of palace, with all kinds of strange but beautiful things being carted inside. Percy stopped Grover.
" Who do you suppose that's for?" He asked. The house looked even more luxurious than his own, which was one of the richest dwellings in the camp.
" Dunno...some sort of dignitary maybe?" They continued on their way, but Percy looked over his shoulder at the house. He thought he recognized a vaguely jagged-looking sculpture being wheeled in on a dolly.
" So, did you talk to Annabeth?" Grover asked tentatively. Percy was extremely sensitive about that subject, but this time he seemed only a little troubled by it.
" Yeah...we've decided to see other people." Percy and Annabeth had dated for a while, but found out that they weren't as compatible as they thought they had been. They decided to stay friends. It was dark by the time they reached the bonfire at the centre of the camp, and it was full of demigod teens partying and filling themselves with the delicious food from the buffet table. Grover bade Percy a quick goodbye, heading over to a group of nymphs winking and giggling in a dark copse of trees. Percy sighed, sipping a glass of pomegranate juice. A daughter of Demeter wrinkled her nose at it, passing by quickly. They hated anything that had to do with Hades or their sister's imprisonment. After a few minutes, Percy spied Annabeth making her way towards him. He still got a little stir in the pit of his stomach whenever he saw her dark features and sure-footed stride.
" Hey Perce. Did you hear the news?"
That was Annabeth. Skipping straight to the heavy, never making small talk.
" No...what's going on?" Annabeth chewed pensively on a bit of roasted pork, then swallowed quickly.
" There's a child of Zeus coming to the camp." She said this in a quiet, almost whisper-like tone. Percy could hear reverence in her voice.
"...So?" He snorted, draining the rest of his juice. Annabeth looked outraged.
"So? Do you even...Percy. Zeus is the king of the gods. He has his pick of all the Goddesses on Olympus! How often do you think he would slum it with a human woman? A child of Zeus only comes to the camp once every ten years or so, and when you're a child of the king of the gods, well, you tend to have a little something extra in your inheritance." Percy started, almost dropping his glass.
"..You can't mean that huge white house is just for some demigod?" He asked incredulously. Just then, he began to hear a whisper. That whisper meant the same thing every time: There was a new kid in town.
The next morning, Percy got up and like always, walked down to the side of the lake. But this time, even though it was barely light out, there was someone there. Chiron the centaur was speaking to a seated girl who appeared to be wearing nothing but a thin night dress. As he drew closer, she rose in one sinuous movement, and embraced the centaur, shaking as if wracked with tears. Chiron patted her on the back, then drew her away to speak to her face-to-face.
"...understand that Zeus cares for all his children."
Zeus? So this was her...the child of Zeus. Once Percy had drawn close enough, the girl turned towards him, and he could see her clearly for the first time. Her night dress was in the old Greek style, tightening under her breasts then flowing out. Blonde hair tumbled down her back all the way down to her hips, and she fixed him with a pair of dark eyes.
" Percy! I would like you to meet Medea. She's the newest addition to our camp." Percy smiled at her, but she couldn't manage more than a tremble. Her face was tear stained.
" Hi. It's nice to meet you. You're the daughter of Zeus right?" He said genially enough, but Medea's eyes widened, and suddenly she burst into tears, pushing past him and running up the path. Percy realized a disturbance in the grass behind her bare feet, then saw that the grass had died where her footsteps had alighted.
" Hey wait!" Chiron placed a hand on Percy's shoulder.
" Let her go. She's had a very hard time of it this past week." Percy looked up at the centaur, registering concern on his features.
" Her guide and protector Rhianne died protecting her from a swarm of beasts sent by Hades to retrieve her. As of now, she is the youngest and most vulnerable heir of Zeus alive. She must be protected." There was a pause, and Percy took a deep breath, exhaling in a gust.
" So that's why she's so sad?" He asked, stripping off his shirt. Chiron looked down then back up at the hill.
" That is part of her sadness. It is also because she can never see her mother again, and because she has just learned the devastating truth of her powerful parentage. She has extraordinary powers Percy...more extraordinary than we could have ever dreamed." He sighed then nodded and made his way towards the camp. Percy shook his head a few times, but couldn't rid the image of her gorgeous, albeit red and tear-ridden face from his mind. Her jumped into the cold water, and allowed himself to sink to the bottom, gripping the roots of his hair.
God he hated life sometimes.
r & r lovelies, I'll try to put a new chapter up soon. 33 ~Lady Of Chocolate