He woke up, not knowing who he was, where he was, or how he got there. His heart was racing as he tried to calm himself down.
My name is Percy.
That was the only thing he could remember. By that time the box he was in had started moving upwards and he was able to see his reflection from the lights he passed and a piece of glass on the ground. He had pitch black hair and eyes the color of the ocean. He finally calmed himself down a little and decided to start trying to remember things, first the basics then the more complicated stuff.
My name is Perseus Jackson. My favorite color is blue. I have ADHD and Dyslexia. I have a mother and father who love me very much. My dad was lost at sea most of my life so my mother married a very smelly and abusive man named Gabe for my protection. My birthday is August 18. I am 16 years old. My best friend is named Grover. My girlfriend is named Annabeth. My fathers name is Poseidon and my mothers name is Sally. I live in a special camp called Camp Half-Blood. I love water and the beach.
I was just starting to move on to the next memory when the box stopped moving and he was thrown across the room and the top of the box opened and I was blinded by light. My hand instantly shot up to cover my face because I was in the dark for so long.
A few seconds later I lowered my hand and was able to see without my eyes burning. I looked at what was above me and saw a bunch of teenage boys looking at me, some leaning in to get a closer look.
"How old is he?"
"Why does it smell like ocean down there?"
"What's his name?"
"He has some mussel."
"Could be a builder."
"Or a Runner."
"Not a Runner, no way."
"Take him out."
The boys above said. They all had voices he didn't recognize which made him a little on edge but he quickly decided to just go with it for now and get some answers, then if they try to attack him he would be ready.
One of the boys threw down a rope for him to get out and he hesitated a little at first but then grabbed it and started to climb up, the other people helping out by pulling the rope.
Once he was fully standing and all the dirt was brushed off him he looked at the people around him and saw that most were teenagers but some were young adults but they all looked dirty and like they were hard at work.
Two of the boys walked up to him one with dark skin, very short black hair, and brown eyes. The other with light skin, blonde hair, brown eyes, and a limp.
"Welcome to the Glade. My name is Alby and this is my second in command Newt. What's your name greenbean?" The black haired one said.
"Perseus Jackson, but I like Percy better."
"Wait, you remember more than just your first name?" Newt asked. Percy heard a British accent
"A little more but not much."
The two boys looked at each other in confusion and surprise then told him to stay there and they cleared everyone out then told him where he was and what was going on.
"What do you remember?" Alby asked after everyone was finally gone.
"Nothing important."
"Percy listen to me, what you remember could get us out of here. We need you to tell us no matter how much you don't want to." Newt said.
"Fine. I'm sixteen years old, my favorite color is blue, I love water and the beach, My fathers name is Poseidon and my mothers name is Sally." I named off the rest of the things I remembered and they both looked a little surprised but told me the rules and told me that there was a lake near the woods that I could entertain myself with for the meantime and they decided to have Newt watch me and make sure I didn't do anything stupid.
"Go ahead and jump in when you're ready. Just don't drown." Newt said.
Percy didn't even respond and he just dove in and swan to the very bottom of the surprisingly not dirty lake and sat thinking and trying to remember things like he did in the elevator.
I'm a half-blood also known as a demigod. I'm the son of Poseidon, god of the sea. I am one of the only children of the big three left alive. I can breath underwater. I don't get wet unless I want to get wet. I can read ancient Greek. I can talk to horses and fish. Water heals me. I can heal other people with water. I can control water.
"Uh Percy, you've been under there for a while now. Don't you think its time to come up for air?" He heard Newt say from above.
Percy tried to swim up to let him know he was okay but he couldn't, his foot was stuck under a thick root.
"Percy if you aren't up here within the next five seconds I'm getting help. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Okay, I'm getting help, if this is a joke I'm going to kick your shuck butt." Percy heard Newt get up quickly and start to run for help.
Percy struggled with the root some more but it wouldn't come free, if anything it was just making it worse. He heard Newt come back with a group of people and heard him tell them where he went under at, then heard him and someone else saying that they were going under to find him and telling the Med-Jacks to be ready, and he heard them plunge into the water.
Percy looked around until he saw them a few feet to his right franticly looking around trying to find him so Percy tried to get their attention by moving around a lot and Newt finally saw him and got the other person to look his way and they both tilted their head to the side, confused at how he wasn't unconscious, dead, or have a even red face because of how long he was underwater. They both went to the surface to get a breath then helped him get the root off his foot by using knives then they all went to the surface and that was followed by cheers and confused faces.
"How did you do that?" Newt asked after they were out of the lake.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. So I'll just tell you that it had to do with a few memories I had while I was underwater."
"Just tell me."
"The Greek gods are real. Every once and a while they would come down to earth and have a child with a mortal who were called half-bloods or in a better way to put it demigods. I am a demigod. My father is Poseidon, god of the sea.