Background info: This story takes place a few weeks before Percy disappears. It has a lot of characters from the series (PJO and HoO), and some characters and character relationships from other fantastic writers from .(Used with permission) The time periods are skewed in regard to their relationships, but go with it. So, credit for Anne Soleil and her relationship with Leo Valdez goes to Diamondsgirl101 (read The Fire and The Sun, and The New Spark). I will add other characters citations as they come up.
This is my first fanfic. I'm known in my class for being a great writer, but I'm kinda nervous about this. I really want to do Rick Riordan and the characters justice. So please review my story. If it sucks, I will stop writing until whatever bad-writer demon that will hypothetically possess me is banished. Lolz.
I will stop talking soon. Just to make sure: ALL credit to Rick Riordan for his fantastic work. Credit to all the writers I borrow ideas/characters from. I do own any characters that come from the nuclear wasteland that is my brain.
Drumroll, please. *plays a drum roll with fingerdrums app*. Here it is:
Chapter 1
Percy
You'd think that after surviving four years of mythological torture, bloody wars, terrifying prophecies, and general anguish, I'd get a break, right?
WRONG!
I guess the Fates (ghoulish grandmothers who wield the knitting needles of death) have a sick sense of humor, or something. Never, in my wildest dreams, did I ever imagine being dumped, sans memories, into...Well, I better get into that later. Let me start back where things were actually sane...
It all started a few weeks before the winter solstice. I had just gone on holiday break. Three weeks of Camp Half-Blood, friends, and my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase. The idea that I was dating my best friend, the girl who had probably save my sorry butt more times than I cared to count, who had beaten me in Capture-The-Flag in many humiliating and painful ways, was still surreal, even after three months. And yes, it was amazing.
Annabeth had called me the day before Goode High School got out to plan for our break together. I'd had suggested that she come over to my mom and Paul's apartment for Christmas dinner (No, it wasn't my mother's idea. I actually came up with it.) She agreed, and arranged to meet me at camp on Tuesday. I was really excited. Even though she was going to an all girls boarding school in New York City, we didn't get to see each other a lot. If she wasn't sleeping or in school, she was on Olympus, living her dream of being an architect. After the Second Titan War, Olympus was totally destroyed. As a reward for her bravery and cunning in battle, Annabeth was made the official architect of Olympus. Though I had no interest in load bearing joints or braces, I had to admit, her designs were amazing. The buildings that were popping up every day totally surpassed anything I had seen before. The only downside to this was that our time together was limited, which I was super-pysched for winter break. Annabeth was getting a few weeks off, which meant I had her undivided attention.