So I'd like to explain a few things really quick. 1. This is my first time writing something in a LONG time, so bear with me. 2. This is my first time taking a crack at a Percy Jackson FF, so bear with me. 3. These are my own characters but I will be making references to Percy, Annabeth, etc...and yes bear with me. A little about why I'm writing this...well, I love mythology. Took 2 years of Latin in high school...Read all of the PJ books and the new series too. (Not touching the Egyptian one...don't care for it.) So yeah, thanks for reading that little explanation and I hope you enjoy. PS- This isn't one long chapter by chapter story. I'm hopefully going to try to make my own little series if you guys like them enough. Enjoy.


As he waited for the test results with his mom, Tyler McClain looked frantically out of the window. The heat was wave that was affecting the Cincinnati area made Tyler wish he could be swimming in the Little Miami River with the rest of his friends. Instead, he and his mom Catherine were sitting at Christ Hospital to determine what was wrong with him. Tyler, going into the 6th grade, had trouble focusing during class and on top of that, reading came hard for him. He would come home from school and tell his mom or drunk and distant stepdad that the words were jumbled to him. It wasn't until he failed out of his 4th school that Catherine took him to get checked out.

Tyler turned his attention to the waiting room, where a kid his age was sitting with an older dude, who Tyler guessed was his dad, while reading a magazine. He couldn't read the title, but on the cover was a statue of a dude riding a wave with a three point pitch fork. The kid looked up from reading and the two made eye contact. The kid just smiled and went back to reading. After two hours of waiting, the psychologist finally emerged from his office.

"Ms. McClain, if you and Tyler will join me for a moment." The psychologist said.

Tyler groaned as he took one more look outside before standing up with his mom to follow the psychologist. Before entering his office, he took one more look at the kid and his father, who were both simultaneously looking at him as well. The kid smiled and looked back down at the magazine, while the father kept studying him closer and closer.

"Do I have something on my face" Tyler thought as he quickly turned towards his mom and the psychologist.

The psychologist was an old looking man that reminded Tyler of Santa Clause. He was a rather large man with a long white beard, red cheeks, and smelled like cinnamon, which made Tyler a bit nauseous, and a name tag that read "A.S. ." Entering his office, Tyler saw the typical symbol of medicine, which was the two snakes around a staff, on the wall. He also noticed one on his desk. It was so lifelike and for a moment, Tyler could've sworn that the snakes were moving. Before he could say anything to his mom, the psychologist gestured them to take a seat.

"So we finished our tests with your son and well…we have some bad news." Dr. Clepius said with a frown as he opened Tyler's file.

"Oh God. I knew it! How long do I have, doc?" Tyler screamed as beads of sweat fell down his face; tears shortly followed.

"No no no, son. You're going to be absolutely fine! You're not going to die. You just have well…Ms. McClain, maybe you should be the one to tell him." Dr. Clepius said as he handed her the file. "I'll leave you two alone for a little bit while I go check on my other patients."

And with a click of the door closing, it was just him and his mom…alone…staring at each other in complete awkward silence. After a few minutes have passed and Ms. McClain looking at the file and then back at him, Tyler finally snapped.

"Well?! What is wrong with me, mom?" He said as he tightly clinched the arm rests of his rather comfortable leather seat.

"There's really no easy way to say this, sweetie. I'm just going to say it. You have dyslexia." She said as she closed the file.

"Mom…I have no idea what dyslexia is." Tyler said, calming down a little bit.

"Okay, how do I put this? Here, take this file and read what's inside and tell me what you see." Catherine said as she gloomily handed him the file.

Tyler took the file, but stared at him mom. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was off about her. Tyler knew she was a little sad about his condition but there was something else, but he couldn't figure it out. After a few minutes have passed, he finally opened up the file. Inside the cover was his picture from when he first entered the clinic a few days ago. Tyler grinned at how horrible his picture was. If anyone else saw it, he'd tell them that the photographer took it too earlier, not giving him time to react. After letting a small giggle, he finally looked at the sentences. Almost immediately, the words started jumbling around. It started off slow and then the letters quickly started spinning, giving him a headache. Getting frustrated, he threw the file on the floor.

"Tyler!" Catherine yelled in surprise.

"I'm sorry. The letters…they wouldn't stop moving." Tyler said as he bent down and picked up his file.

"Sweetie, that's what dyslexia does. That's one of the symptoms. You've got a reading disability. But there is one more thing." Catherine said hesitantly.

"Oh well that's just great! What else could there be?" Tyler demanded.

"You also have ADHD." Catherine said as she put her hand on his knee for comfort.

"Well that I'm not really too surprised about." Tyler said with a small grin.

"Wait, so you're not upset?" Catherine asked, rather taken back by her son's response.

"I mean, yeah. I have dyslexia, which I still don't fully get, but I told you and Dave that I might have ADHD a while ago." Tyler said as he handed his mom the file again and stood up.

Just as his mom was about to say something, Dr. Clepius walked in. Instantly, the room smelled like cinnamon again.

"So how did he take it, Ms. McClain?" He said cheerfully, which was kind of strange given the circumstances.

"He handled having ADHD quite fine, but dealing with dyslexia will take some time I'm afraid." Catherine said as she stood up to shake his hand.

"These things will take time. Don't worry, Tyler! You are a special young boy." Dr. A.S. Clepius said with a big smile. He didn't shake Ms. McClain's hand however. He just smiled and sat down behind his desk.

"Now if you don't mind, I have some very important things to take care of. Please check with my assistant, Ace, on the way out. It was a pleasure meeting you two. Have a great day." He said before focusing on the new files that somehow appeared on his desk.


Tyler and Catherine said goodbye and headed into the lobby to check out. While his mom stood at the checkout window, talking to the assistant, whose name tag read Ace So, Tyler looked back outside. The father and son were no longer in the lobby, which eased his mind as he watched the Cincinnati traffic fly by. He was so focused that he didn't even hear his mom call his name. Something caught his eye, though. Standing across the street at the bus stop stood a woman in a white dress. Her blonde hair glistened in the summer sun, but her eyes were dark as night. What Tyler found scarier was that she was looking right at him. She smiled, revealing a set of fangs, which Tyler didn't know to be afraid of or laugh.

"I hope she knows that Halloween isn't for a few months." He thought to himself as he continued to look out of the window. However, the woman was still there.

"There had to have been at least three or four buses that passed and she hasn't stepped foot onto one." He continued to say in his head.

He was so focused on the woman that he screamed once he felt his mom grab his shoulder.

"Are you okay, Tyler? You look like you've seen a ghost." She said with a smile.

Tyler's heart was beating faster than the world's fastest drummer. The color on his face has flushed from a rather dark tan to pale.

"Yeah…yeah, I'm fine. Can we go now? I want to go swimming with my friends already." Tyler said as he collected himself.

"Yeah, we can go now." Catherine said as she picked up her purse.

Tyler, still catching his breath, took one more look out of the window, hoping to see the woman one more time, but she has vanished.

"She finally must've got onto a bus." He said out loud.

"What was that, Tyler?" Catherine asked with a smile as she held the door open for him.

"Nothing, mom. Let's go." Tyler said as he and him mom left the office.


I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter. Again, this is my first time writing in awhile and my first PJ story. Reviews are much appreciated.