Myths and Legends
Chapter 1: Truths and Tricks
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but the OC is my brain child.
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I want to start of by saying that most half bloods are half god half human. I have to say, being the odd one out of the millions of half bloods through out the centuries, is interesting. I am one of those half bloods that actually have two deities as my parents, and are still a hero. That is, however a story for later.
My name is Kaze, Kaze Williams. I am thirteen and my life is a mess. I have one parent, my dad, and an older sibling that vanished on me. I have a slight problem with doing my homework, and suffer from an occasional bout of depression. I went to an elementary school in a small town in Louisiana before my adventure started. I had a friend who was picked on by most of the other kids, but the guy is pretty cool. My trouble actually began when I was 8. My class went to a museum of anthropology. A substitute was guiding us through the gallery on Shinto relics when I noticed a glowing coming from a statue of a fox with a bag of rice on its back. I asked the teacher about the piece, as I was one of the few people who enjoyed learning stories from different religions. The sub, a small brunette who looked to be in her late 40's and was dressed in a kimono, told the class that the statue was of Inari, a trickster god who also the god of rice in Shinto. His messengers were foxes or kitsune as they were called in ancient times. She looked calm through this, but I saw anger in her eyes. I had see the look in my father's eyes many times when he came home drunk and my sister refused to do anything. I felt like asking her about the look, but she told the class to go outside for lunch. She ordered me to stay behind, as she wanted to talk about the questions I continued to ask about the different pieces of history. I did as asked, and stayed behind.
"So, the boy is revealed," the woman stated, "the child I've been tracking for thirteen years." I gave her a strange look. She was muttering about parents and killings, and I started edging back towards the exit, hoping crazy lady didn't catch me. I stopped when she looked up and asked me the oddest question ever, "Boy do you know who your parents are?" I was surprised as I didn't know who my parents were. When I learned of DNA testing being used to ID parents of kids whose mothers had slept around, I took some of my dad's hair and some of my own and had my friend's dad compare them, but they didn't share any of the same markers. I was relieved that I wasn't related to my dad, but I was sad to learn that my parents weren't any of the relatives I knew. The teacher transformed after she asked her question and lunged at me, hoping to take me by surprise, but those few years I took Kung Fu alerted me and allowed me to move out of the way of her … claws??? She swiped at me while I dodged to the best of my ability when a fox appeared and started to attack the crazy lady with claws. I looked around and noticed a katana that had foxes painted on the sheath and a fox head as the crossguard. The sword was so beautiful, I took it and moved to help the fox, but the fox vanished when I moved to help it.
The woman looked at me like she was expecting more than just a boy with a sword. We moved to strike each other down. Her aim was off and missed hitting anything, but I only had slightly better luck. I was able to cut through her obi, which was the only thing keeping the Japanese robes on her. She fled as soon as she felt the breeze on her stomach. As I headed out, I was wondering what would happen since the sub had pretty much vanished. The moment I walked outside, I saw that the group was leaving for school, and rushed to the bus. The ride to school was uneventful and we made it back just in time for me to head into my favorite class besides history, Ancient Greece and Rome. This class was different. Our teacher decided that the class would act like a miniature version of a Greek city from the time of Athens' golden age. We were assigned a different patron or matron, depending on who we chose and what was remaining. I asked to be a "priest" for Athena. Today, it was the day for my presentation of my deity's domains and how to become her follower. During my presentation of the Arachne myth, all of the spiders broke out of the science lab and attacked me. I wasn't hurt and thought nothing of it. I also told the story of Pandora, the first human woman that all the gods and goddesses helped create. As I finished the tale, some of the girls came up and slapped me. After I was finished, Mr. Gatsby decided to tell the class that it was the best report yet.
I was headed home when I felt like someone was watching me, so I quickened my pace. I reached my home and began packing for a "camping" trip when I found a small basket and note. It was a plea, a plea for the resident to take me in. I was surprised but shrugged it off and finished my packing. I left a note for my dad so he wouldn't try to hunt me down. I went to my usual area, a small campground about six miles from my house. I set up quickly, and began to unpack some ramen I keep stored for my trips. I had just sat down for dinner when a boy about my age came out of a bush and asked me if I could help him and some of his friends. I agreed, and he led me to two girls and a boy that walked kinda funny. He introduced him self as Luke and the girl his age was Thalia and the girl who looked a year younger than me as Annabeth. The other boy introduced himself as Grover. I introduced my self and asked what I could help them. They asked me to tell them how far they were from Long Island. I told them that they were in southeastern Louisiana and the nearest Airport was either Shreveport or Baton Rouge to my knowledge. I suggested that they go to Shreveport as it was smaller and the airport would be easier to find. The told me that they couldn't fly but asked if there was a bus or train station near by.
I told them the nearest train station's location and asked if I could go with them. They agreed, and told me their stories. It was explained to me by Grover that the gods of Greek mythology existed and that they still acted like they did in Ancient Greece. I asked if any of my human companions, as Grover had explained that he was a satyr, knew which of the deities their parents were. Thalia told me her father was Zeus and Luke knew that his father was Hermes. Annabeth and I were the only ones that didn't know their parent. Luke and I were able to swipe four tickets on the train. I was able to swipe a pair of 1st class tickets and gave them to the girls, who asked why. I responded that girls and women should be treated like they were the deities themselves. I was given a pair of blushes from the girls and a groan from Luke.
Luke and I were sitting in coach waiting for the guy to move on so we could sneak into first class. As he moved by I noticed a man watching us. The man had gray hair and looked like he was in his 80's. His only cargo was a sack of rice that he had in a backpack in his lap. I told Luke to go on as we shouldn't put all of our eggs in one basket. I would wait here for Grover, who was in the baggage car and would meet up with us. The train luckily went all the way to New Jersey. We got there with little incident, though the man gave me a wink when he got off in Virginia. We managed to convince the ferryman to take us to Long Island. As we got off the ferry, our luck changed. We were set upon by all the Furies as well as a Cyclops. We got to a hill that, according to Grover, was the boundary of the camp, and was about to be torn apart by the Furies when Thalia threw herself in front of Annabeth. Thalia was mortally wounded, and my mind, which had been rushing since we first encountered the Furies, calmed down and formulated a plan to defeat the old bats quickly. I had Luke and Annabeth head for the camp while I led the stalkers into my territory, a nice wooded area not far away. I managed to convince Grover, Luke and Annabeth that this was a good plan, and they started off. I was able to take out two of the stupid bats by myself when a centaur appeared and fired an arrow at the thing, vaporizing it like the two I defeated. I was claimed by my mom Athena at that moment by an owl symbol floating over my head. The centaur also told me that I had fox head floating next to the owl, but he didn't recognized the symbol. I realized the symbol due to my class's recent field trip. I was the son of Inari and Athena.