A/n I don't own any of the PJATO characters, I only have Lycia, AJ and Darren trapped in my mind.
A/N2 this is always going to be in Lycia's POV until I can be bothered to write it someone else's.
Chapter 1
Wait- My dad's a GOD?
"This is gonna be the pits, guys, the absolute pits." I grumbled, pulling on my luck blue heart necklace that my older brother had given me on my first birthday, right before he, ahem, died… Me, my friends AJ and Darren were staring at the strawberry farm we were being forced to spend summer in. I was wearing my signature grey skinnies, blue camouflage converse, blue top and white leather jacket. AJ pulled a jelly snake out of her pick'n'mix bag and said;
"Thanks for pointing that out, Captain Obvious!" and Darren rolled his eyes, practically dragging me up the hill towards a gigantic Christmas tree with- wait, is that tinsel? In the middle of summer? AJ was sprinting ahead of us, which is surprising considering that she was wearing a red cocktail dress and high heel sandals. When we crossed the property line I felt a sweet-smelling wind rush into me. Darren sighed and muttered something about some 'wine dude'. A guy with almost-black almost-brown hair and green eyes, much like my own, came running up to us.
"Gods, Darren, what took you so long? I mean, seriously, its two girls, they can't be that hard to persuade!" Well, I wasn't having some idiotic boy taking the Mick outta me, that's for sure.
"Hey, who the hell are you talking about, Greeny?" I practically screamed, grabbing his wrist and twisting. His eyes widened and he dropped the sword I realised he's been holding.
"Sea's Death Grip? How do you now that?" He asked. I shrugged; I'd never used it before. I pushed pass him and called AJ over. She had been talking to a bunch of obnoxious looking girls and guys.
"Hey, Lace, wait up!" The green eyed idiot called. Lace? Only my foster moms ever called me that and the last time one of them had I had screamed in her face. Oh, yeah, did I mention that us three have been moved from care home to care home, ticking off all social workers and foster parents that stepped in our way to greatness? So, I tuned on him.
"What do you want?" I growled.
"Look, I have something to tell you. You know the Greek gods? Yeah, there all real. And you just happen to be the half-mortal daughter of one. Oh. And I'm Percy, by the way, Percy Jackson." This is around the time I fainted.
/0/0
When I woke up, I was dressed in a bright orange top with CHB printed on it. Thankfully, my jeans, shoes and lucky necklace were still there. I realised that I was floating in a canoe in the middle of a canoe lake, and there was about three hundred kids surrounding me, staring at my head, like the expected it to explode or something. The kid I had screamed at earlier was looking pale, but was grinning to. I leant over the side of the canoe and swatted at the glowing green trident on my head.
"Half-bloods, I'd like you to meet Lycia Michelle Carmichael, daughter of Poseidon, and my new little sister!" Percy said, and everyone bowed. Now I felt confused, and angry. Oh, just you wait until I get home, Mom, I thought, you are so gonna pay for this!