New story. You know the drill.

Annabeth's POV

Percy,Jason,Piper,Hazel,Frank,Leo,and I were hanging out on the Argo II until a bright light showed up. We were sucked into the bright light. Then it was all dark.

When we woke up, we were on Olympus."What are these kids doing up here?!"Zeus yelled. Like on cue, a letter showed up. I picked up the letter and read,

Dear demigods and Olympians,

These demigods are from the future. Do not kill them! They are important in the future. Let them interdose there selfs. You guys are going to read 5 books.

From the awesomest god ever,

Apollo

"Well interdose yourselfs!"Zeus yelled."I'm Percy Jackson, son of you'll find out."Percy said."I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena."I said."I'm Jason Grace, son of Jupiter."Jason said. All the gods looked confused."The future is messed up."I said."Anyways,I'm Leo Valdez, son of the coolest god,Hephaestus."Leo said."I'm Piper McLean,daughter of Aphrodite."Piper said."I'm Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto."Hazel said."Frank said."Lets start reading. I'll start. It's called Percy Jackson and the Lightning thief. You have a stalker!? Never mind."I said quickly.

CHAPTER ONE: I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre- Algebra Teacher

"How do you do that?"Leo asked. I shushed him and Piper punched him.

Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.

"Who does."every demigod said. All the gods and goddesses looked sad.

If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is:

"Oh no! Percy is giving advice! Run for you life!"I said.

close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.

"That was for the first time good advice."I said. Everybody but Percy ,who was frowning, laughed.

Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.

Everybody looked sad.

If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.

Everybody started to laugh.

But if you recognize yourself in these pages-if you feel something stirring inside-stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.

Don't say I didn't warn you. My name is Percy Jackson.

"You didn't!"Leo said

I'm twelve years old. Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York.

Am I a troubled kid?

"Yes!"I said. Everybody looked at me."If you know him as long as I have, you would agreed."

Yeah. You could say that.

"He agrees."I said.

I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it, but things really started going bad last May, when our sixth-grade class took a field trip to Manhattan-twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus, heading to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at ancient Greek and Roman stuff.

"That sounds fun."Athena and I said.

"Sounds like torture."Poseidon said.

I know-it sounds like torture. Most Yancy field trips were.

Every demigod laughed.

Hey guys! Hope you like new story. I am going to do a page maybe 2 every chapter. So ya. Byyyyeee!