Hi! My first fanfiction here. Please review and rate, also please excuse some minor typos I know there will be throughout the story. Sorry for the super short chapters!
Chapter 1
Percy
Roman Camp, San Francisco
Percy woke up on a cot in a room filled with medicine and remedies for everything from heartburn to dragon burn. A few kids in purple shirts and jeans milled around his bedside.
A girl with long blonde hair shrieked, "He's awake!", while bouncing up and down. Percy now saw another girl that was shorter, but clearly older than the blonde one, walk over to his bedside. More like jog over, actually.
The girl tossed her light brown hair to the side and said coldly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The problem was Percy didn't know who he was. Or why he was here. He couldn't remember anything but waves. The sound of water crashing against a sandy beach. He also remembered a girl's voice, but he didn't quite know what it was saying.
"Err, I don't know" Percy said intelligently. The blonde girl bounced over to him and said, "What do you mean you don't know? How can you not know your own name?" she asked, her blue green eyes intently questioning him.
"Gwen, knock it off. This kid is the enemy," the short girl said. Percy decided he wasn't a fan of her.
Percy furrowed his brow, concentrating hard. "My name is…Percy. Perseus Jackson. "
Gwen looked intrigued. "See Reyna, his name is Percy. He remembers some things. And I don't think he's all that bad. He sorta reminds me is Jason in a way…oops, I mean, uhh, sorry." She stuttered. Reyna looked miserable. Whoever Jason was, she didn't like being reminded of him.
"Well take him to Lupa. There's supposed to be a counselor meeting this afternoon anyway. " Reyna said, her face hard. She walked out.
Gwen watched her leave, then took Percy's arm. "Come on!" she said, "I'll show you around camp!"
