Alright, so if you know me, then you know that I've made an attempt at a PJO fanfic before and it was terrible. This one is set during the months that PERCY WAS MISSING AND WHILE Jason, Leo, and Piper were on their quests. So this is my reattempt at making something good. Please R&R. Thanks and enjoy.
"Where am I?" The boy thought to himself. He was flat on his back facing the cloudy sky. The sound of waves crashing on a shore could be heard beneath him. "Who am I?" He wracked his brain for answers, but found none.
"Oh my gods! Annabeth! Another one just washed up on shore!" A girl stated. The boy looked to his side. There were about ten kids with orange shirts on hovering over some guy lying in the sand. He had caramel colored skin, was covered in blood from head to toe, soaking wet, and passed out from the look of it.
The girl who must have been Annabeth rushed over to him. "Hey!" She yelled shaking him furiously. "Are you okay? What's your name?" He didn't know how to respond.
Suddenly a scream was let out from the group of teens in the orange shirts. A small blonde haired girl with gray eyes ran towards Annabeth crying. "I-I-we thought he was dead. But he just like sprung to life." The boy groaned in pain as Annabeth pulled him up into a standing position. "Come on!" The girl took Annabeth's hand and dragged her towards the group of teens.
They all cleared the way as if they respected the girl. Standing in the middle of all of them was the other boy, still bloodied, but now standing and fully conscious. "Just who are you guys? Where'd you come from? Can you at least tell us what your name is?"
"Can't…remember…anything…except…I think…I think my name is…Kronos." He grasped his head in pain as he answered this. He groaned loudly. So loud that it made all of the kids jump. When he removed his hands from his head, his eyes were glowing green. Annabeth charged him immediately with a bronze colored knife. Dagger? The boy whom had identified himself as Kronos dodged her with incredible speed…or was she slowing down? She was. They all were. Kronos whipped his hand through the air, knocking Annabeth several feet away, while it seemed as if the other kids were trapped in some kind of time warp. "Half-Bloods…must…die…Must…complete…mission."
Suddenly a voice called out to the boy whom had washed up on shore with "Kronos".
Remember.
You know who you are.
My son.
My cub.
Remember your name and your mission
The boy's eyes turned bright yellow. In his vision it seemed as if everything was a target. And Kronos was the biggest one. He swiftly pulled a celestial bronze blade from seemingly nowhere and ran at Kronos, unaffected by his powers and took a slice at him.
Gold colored blood dripped from the sword. Time reverted back to normal. And Kronos slumped to the ground, loosing large amounts of blood and passed out.
"Who are you?" Annabeth asked as she limped back to the group.
The boy scratched his black hair awkwardly and answered. "I am Luca, son of Lupa, the Great Wolf Goddess."