Author's Note: Hi~^^
I'm shizune-chan013 and this is my first fic...
and i have no idea why but I chose Percy Jackson and The Olympians...
My story happens a few years after the 5th book's happenings...
Please bare with any wrong grammar...
i was (and still am) really nervous when I was writing this...
and to stop my rambling...
Please read, enjoy and review...^^
I Don't Know Who I Am
My name is Yuki.
And this is my story.
My mother left me early in my childhood; she said I needed to learn how to live by myself early.
I asked her why, but she couldn't—no, wouldn't give me a straight answer. She just told me that I was different from the other kids that I knew; that I was special.
I didn't believe her.
Because I didn't want her to leave me.
She's my mother after all. She should be taking care of me, doting on me, loving me.
Not Leaving me.
Casting me aside, alone and defenseless.
That is not what mothers do, right?
Talk about sick parenting.
But enough about the past, I should probably concentrate on the task at hand.
As crazy as it may seem, I am currently being chased by a half-bull, half-human thing-a-mo-bob in the streets of the Bronx and no one seems to notice.
Despite the fact that it is screaming (or is it moo-ing?) like a crazy lunatic (or am I the lunatic right now?).
I mean, come on!
Somebody's got to have noticed a teen ager like me being chased into a dark alley by a—OH SHI!—I cursed in my head as a black horse just flew way too close over my head and rushed right at the thing that was chasing me earlier.
Wait, I stopped in my tracks and looked behind me, a FLYING HORSE! You've got to be kidding me! I thought to myself, eyes as wide as they can be, as I watched the horse that flew in right at the monster (it's alright to call it that right?) and kept kicking (seriously, it looks like it's kicking!) it.
"What in the world?" I mumbled to myself, feeling a tad bit dizzy after seeing all the things that I've, well, seen.
"Hey kid!" I heard someone shout from behind, it sounded like a grown man's voice.
I looked behind me and saw a guy about 18 or 20 years old with sandy blonde hair, very strong jaw line, and quite a body. "Come over here! Quickly if you want to live!" the blonde commanded me, commanded me. No one commands me! Only I can command myself.
But seeing the situation I'm currently in, I just let this one go. I don't really care right now, since I don't want to die early.
"Luke, hurry up will you!" I heard another guy's voice coming from the direction of the black stallion that's helping me as I reached the blonde guy.
"Sorry!" the blonde who I'm currently running side by side with shouted the apology then quickly made a move to carry me. I was gonna protest but, what can I say, the guy was way too fast for me. It was like Flash from Justice League was the one beside me—err, carrying me.
"Sorry, but I can run faster than you can so..." Luke stated then looked at where the monster is currently being held back. I looked as well, curious about the guy that I heard earlier.
"What the bleeding hell?" I mumbled to myself, this must be a dream.
It has to be.
What else can this be if it's not one?
"I'd appreciate a little help here Annabeth!" the guy on the horse shouted then I felt something whiz pass my head which more or less struck the monster right on target as it began to howl (or moo) in pain. I snapped my head in front of me and Luke and saw a very pretty blonde girl with steel-gray eyes and a bow and arrow.
I guess that's what almost hit my head, I thought to myself again as Luke skidded to a stop when we reached the other blonde. He set me down carefully and turned to the blonde with a smirk on his face, they're probably together, I assumed.
"Well," the girl started, "are you gonna help Perce out with the Minotaur or not?" she inquired a bit harshly. I raised my eyebrow at how they talked like they were enemies even though they seem to be fighting on the same side. I just shook my head and turned around to look at the guy, Percy as I collected from what they said, on the horse.
The horse was hovering a bit over the thing, the Minotaur as they called it, kicking a bit here and there. The thing was in great pain AND was really, really crazed after being struck in the leg by the arrow from the girl I'm currently standing behind.
"You should come with me." I heard a male voice say behind me which caused me to jump and turn around. I was faced with a…
Well…
The most handsome guy I've ever seen I guess.
He was the type that I like so to me, he's more good looking that the blonde guy, Luke, who is now fighting the Minotaur with that Percy guy.
I know it's rude to stare but, I can't help it.
So, stare I did.
And besides, I really had no idea what to say to him; he raised a fine eyebrow at my silence and damn did he look hot like that.
He sighed and suddenly took my hand, my fucking hand, into his and pulled me further away from the fight that was happening.
"Uuhhh…" I started but couldn't think of anything, anything to say to him at all.
I wanted to ask who he was and what the fuck was going on here.
But nothing came to mind at all.
Aside from being in shock from the freaking monster, his hand on mine just added to the pressure and confusion in my head; making me incapable of constructing sentences.
"Name's Nico, by the way," he told me, how'd he fucking know that I wanted to know his name? I asked myself. He looked back at me and smi—no smirked, fucking smirked at me; which totally did not make me blush.
Seriously.
Ok maybe it did.
A little.
Ah fuck! I cursed myself for being so fucking damn easily embarrassed.
I tried to look away to hide my face which made him change his smirk into a big grin. I fucking hate myself right now, I thought to myself angrily as we continued to run.
I thought that we would be safe from anything now since we're away from the monster, but boy was I wrong.
I felt something a bit slimy coil around my leg which pulled at me and made me trip.
It also made me let go of Nico's hand.
I hit my head hard on the floor when I tripped which made me very dizzy, even dizzier than when I was being chased by the Minotaur.
It also made my head hurt like fucking hell.
I couldn't keep focus at all.
Or stay awake.
The last thing I remember was Nico's face contorted in anger and a little bit of distress, shouting something about staying awake and Percy, Luke, and Annabeth, I think, coming into view before I closed my eyelids, which were heavy and tired.
Then absolute darkness and coldness enveloped me.
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