My name is Triston Fox. I am 13 years old and hate being in Camp Half-Blood. I'm in cabin Triton. Yeah, my dad is Triton. Chiron told me when I was 9, I've been stuck in this camp for almost my whole life. And the other 9 years I was underwater with my dad. Mom travels the world for business, it sucks. I don't see my father that much anymore, conisdering he is with my Grandpa Posiedon trying to keep the sea life in tact. But I do see my Uncle Percy, I don't call him "Uncle" since he's only 3 years older than me! What ever.
"Triston, I have a quest for you." Chiron suddenly said.
"Yeah? What is it? I haven't been on a quest tin in over a year! I'm eager!" I tried to be sarcastic, like I need to deal with this, I have other things to do, for instance clean my cabin!
"I need you to see your Grandfather, he ordered me to tell you that your needed in his palace; he said he'll give you the quest once you've gotten to him." Chiron read from a piece of old wrinkly paper. My mind went confused, my Grandpa would never call me down. He would either take Percy or Dad? I didn't understand.
"Uhh...Okay, do I bring anybody?" I asked with a stumbled look, Chiron looked at me like I had just been in a ring match with Typhon.
"Let me see...oh yes! You bring Percy." Chiron said "Good luck!" Then he trotted away with his furry four legs and little tail. Great just what I needed, Uncle Percy yapping about his beloved Rachel on the way to the equator. I felt my chest tighten, thinking back of all the times Percy has out done me or showed off. It agitated me. My powers were different from Percy's. I could do everything he could but more. Which made me happy to think about but the things he could do, were extraordinary. What ever, I could control the tide, which Percy couldn't and I could turn anything that has to do with water into my weapon. Anyways Percy came up to me and told me that Chiron sent him on a quest with me.
"Okay then Percy, let's go, I don't like traveling at night." My words seemed to roll off my tongue, it is easy for me to talk to Percy, he has experience and he is pretty cool.
"Triston, let's take the Florida way, it's less dangerous, I wouldn't want my little nephew to get hurt now would I?" Percy joked. He always pulls that crap on me, the "nephew-uncle" card. It sucks.
"Yeah whatever..." I remarked. As we got right out of the camp entrance trouble came, for some reason it always finds me. It was a Hermes, I was expecting a monster but no, Heremes the messenger god.
"Triston, Posiedon actually sent me for you; Percy you won't be needed actually" Hermes stated. Percy's face was surprised as if he was happy though. Did he know something I didn't?
"Uhh...sure." I didn't really understand this, so my famous line is either "sure" or "I don't know."
"Then let's go young Triston, were going to Olympus first, it's faster since Megalodon is there." Heremes said. Great, Megalodon, that was a huge shark, I guess Heremes thought it would bring me to Grandpa's palace quicker. The corner of my eye saw Percy walking back to camp with a smirk. Something was going on and I really hate when I don't know.