So this is my new story, and I plan on sticking to this one. I'm not sure how often updates will come, but just let me know what you think!
"Percy? Are you ready to visit Aunt Kasey?"
"Yes!" I said excitedly.
Let me introduce myself. I am Percy Jackson, age 7. My Mother was Sally Jackson, married to Smelly, er, I mean Gabe. Gabe has been on a "business trip" for the past month. In other words, he went someplace to sell some appliance, and decided he "needed a break from the fat pace New York Lifestyle."
"There's good selling opportunities in this town." He said. "And I have to sell so the brat can do to those fancy 'special' schools he keeps getting kicked out of."
Yeah, more like more opportunities to hook up with girls. (Whatever that means. That's what Aunt Kasey said he was doing.)
Pig.
Mom's been getting anxious, always on the run, doing errands. She wouldn't let me stay home alone so I went with her. Gabe's smell had finally left the apartment, and suddenly I can't stay home alone. Anyways Aunt Kasey isn't really my aunt, just a good friend of my mom's in West Virginia.
We were going away until Gabe came back. She says she doesn't want to stay with just us there, but I know better. It was because of me, and the weird thing that happen to me. Lately they have been happening more often. Like last night.
Flashback
"Mom! Look at the dog!"
I had never seen such a big dog. Of course I wanted to play with it.
"Percy," Mom said slowly, "Percy, just back up slowly. That… that is a dog that can hurt you."
Just as she said that, the dog sniffed the air and its heads snapped toward us. It had strange red eyes that seemed to be burning in hatred. It started to run toward us. Mom stepped in front of me protectively, and I clutched her tightly. I knew this was something to be afraid of.
Suddenly the dog yelped in pain, I looked up to see what looked like an arrow, or was it a tranquilizer, in a pile of golden dust. Standing in the cluster of trees near-by was a girl who looked about 12, with auburn hair and a bow in her hands.
Wait… a bow?
"Thank you." Mom whispered as the girl turn and ran off.
End flashback
It was a long car ride. I slept most of the way. But we finally made it to Aunt Kasey's.
"Aunt Kasey!" I cried, climbing out of the car.
"Percy!" She said giving me a hug. "How have you been?"
"Great! With no Smelly, er I mean with no Gabe things have been great!"
"Well that's just great then." She replied smiling.
"Hello Kasey, it been too long." Mom said, giving Kasey a hug.
"Much too long, look how much Percy's grown! He's almost a young man."
Even though it was just Aunt Kasey, I blushed.
"Well then the almost young man can carry in his own luggage," Mom laughed.
"Better hurry, look like it might storm soon."
I loved being at Aunt Kasey's, her house was an old farm house, down a long lane, it was nice and quiet here. She had a few horse's, and they were all awesome, but my favorite one was the pure black Stallion, Blaze.
I loved playing with the horse's sometimes I think I know what they are thinking, but I just have a big imagination I guess.
Aunt Kasey's personality was all over the house, she was very creative. She was her own paintings and drawings all over the house, and paint and pencils were everywhere. Her bright hazel eyes and long brown hair made her seen like a kid sometimes. She was fun to joke around with and was good to play hide and seek with.
"Percy! Please get cleaned up for supper!" Mom called.
Supper was mostly used to catch up on recent events in each other's lives. Aunt Kasey had a boyfriend, and she was getting a new horse soon. Then she talked about a summer camp she used to go to.
"I'm thinking about going back to be the arts and crafts teacher. And I was wondering if Percy would like to go with me."
Before I could even open my mouth Mom was talking. "No! Percy isn't going to that camp yet! He isn't ready!"
I looked at my Mom strangely, "Mom, it's just a summer camp."
"Percy," said quietly, "This isn't your average camp. I'm afraid that if you go, you won't come back. I won't get to see you again."
"Mom-"
BOOM!
"Sally! Take Percy upstairs, my room, you should be safe there." Aunt Kasey immediately jumped up and pulled her lucky paint brush out of her pocket and ran outside.
"Percy, grab your knapsack. Hurry!"
"Mom what-"
"Just hurry!"
I didn't question any more. I just followed Mom upstairs. Outside I could hear the horses neighing and freaking out. It was storming, the lightning flashed and I caught sight of Aunt Kasey on Blaze with a long, glowing bronze… sword? No, I was seeing stuff.
We burst into Aunt Kasey's room. Mom locked the door and put some furniture in front of the door.
"Mom, what's going on?"
Mom sighed, "Look, Percy. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did about camp. I now see that you need this camp. This camp… it for special people. For people who aren't normal, for people who are half-bloods."
"Half-bloods?"
"Percy, your father isn't dead or lost at sea. Your father is Poseidon, Greek god of the sea. And that makes you a half-blood, a demigod."
I was at a loss of words, but looking back on my life, it all made sense. The weird things happening to me, the way water seem to listen to me, being able to hear the horses.
"Kasey is a daughter of Demeter. And right now were under attack, something is here for you Percy, and the something here wants to kill you and only you. I have something for you, a gift from you father."
As she was speaking she pulled a pen out of her pocket. It looked like a normal pen, but I knew it could have been. I took the pen and looked at it, I uncapped it and the most amazing thing happened. It grew until it was a bronze sword. Anaklusmos, Riptide.
"Mom, I can help Aunt Kasey now!"
"Percy, no, it's too dangerous. Kasey is a well trained demigod, she can take care if it herself." But I could see the worry in her eyes, and I knew, Aunt Kasey might not make it out alive.
Outside lightning struck, it lit the sky up like it was noon. I could see what Aunt Kasey fighting. It was the Minotaur, and it was winning. And in the instant of that lightning strike, a saw Aunt Kasey knocked off Blaze and hit the barn. It was dark again, my hand slipped into mom's. Even in the dark I could see the tears falling down my mom's face.
There was another strike, and my worst fear was confirmed, Aunt Kasey hadn't moved, and the Minotaur was moving toward the house. I held my breath, and then it happened, the Minotaur roared and smashed the side if the house. The wall was clean gone, nothing stood between the Minotaur and Mom and I.
In that spilt second, the horrible reality of what was about to happen crashed on me. We were about to die, all because I was the son of some god. And I was angry. I'm not sure what happened, but the next thing I know, I'm outside and I'm in battle with the beast.
And I wasn't dead.
I suddenly was an amazing fighter; I sliced, dodged and swung my sword. I was making progress, I saw and opening and went for it. That was my mistake, the Minotaur put his axe up just in time to shield himself, and my sword flew out of my hand and away.
He seemed to be laughing at me, and now I was really angry, he had killed my Aunt Kasey, destroyed her house, and then he dared laugh. He charged and I stood my ground until the last second, and I jumped to the left, right next to the big oak. I quickly climbed up and waited. Just as the monster came by, I jumped.
And, oh boy, did he smell nasty. He was jumping around, but I held onto his horn. And with the anger coursing through my veins, I ripped off the horn and landed on the ground. He came at me again, but I was ready. As I jumped, I thrust the horn into his side.
He stopped dead, and glared at me, before disappearing into a golden dust. For a second, I just stood there, not able to comprehend what just happened. Then I remembered mom, I had to make sure she was ok.
"Mom!" I screamed running up the stairs.
I burst into Aunt Kasey's room, and saw my mom lying on the floor. "Mom!"
"Percy," she said quietly, "go, you have to run for it. There is a camp, Long Island. Pray to your dad, he will help guide you there."
"What about you?" I whispered, tears running down my face. It was only then that I realized she was holding her stomach; a shard of glass was impaled in her stomach.
"Percy, I love you, now… go…" Her breathing was ragged and her eyes fell closed.
I ran downstairs, called 911, said my mom was hurt and they had to come quickly. I hung up, grabbed my bag, found Riptide in my pocket, and ran toward the woods.
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