Ok folks. This is the prologue and the story seems boring and slow, I know since I wrote it. I promise you that after chapter 3 it will get better.

I don´t own Percy Jackson or the Olympians. The credit goes to Rick Riordan. The story however is mine.

The Son of Neptune

Prologue

The Nobody

It´s cold, he thought. He breathed deep and felt a weight on his chest. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself laying on a city park bench in the dark of the night. There was a girl laying on top of him, seeking warmth in her sleep, nuzzling her cheek against his collarbone. She had pitch-black hair that touched her shoulders and seemed to be part of the darkness. He couldn´t decide that wheter they were curly or not. She had pretty features: smooth and very pale skin, like she hadn´t seen any sunlight for a while. Her eyes were upturned from the corners and her black eyelashes were very apparent against her pale skin. Her jaw was stong, yet subtle, lips finely outlined and smooth, her nose straight. She couldn´t be any older than fifteen. She twitched in her sleep and muttered vaguely something like "kick his butt!" and grimaced. Shiver went trough him.

Wow, he thought. For you I´ll do it twice and smirked, and then wait, who is she? Then he glanced around him, gathering his wits. There were trees and streetlights around them, thought not even one of them was lit. The bench was next to a walking path and he could smell the carbage bin nearby, aside for her of course. Besides the girls deep breathing he thought he could hear running water nearby. Or maybe it was the sea. He could see the city lights in some distance. He looked to the other side of the bench. There he could see something that looked like temple in throwing distance and a mountain, outlining the horizon. He thought he regonized the mountain but couldn´t put a finger on the name, or on anything else for the matter. He glanced to the girl and attempted to move under her without waking her up and failed.

"Bullseye!" she cried and sat up. She smiled slightly, eyes still half closed like some do in their halfsleep. She yawnd hugely, showing off her even white teeth, sratched her hair and then she stretched. His gaze moved on her body and he blushed. Oh, thank you Gods, she is like an angel fallen from the heaven, then he grinned and thought lucky that she landed on me. Then he tried to move. It was only then that the girl noticed him under her. Her eyes widened and she looked down at him. Pretty eyes, he observed.

Seriously pissed off eyes which demand your immediate butchering and throwing the last remaining bits to the Tartarus, he corrected himself the moment after she had slapped him across the face. Then came the afterthought: wait, what? " WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!" She shrieked. " Oh, nothing much. Just enjoying myself." He grinned evily up at her, rubbing his cheek. It sting. His ears were ringing. "Anyways, what are you doing? Sleeping much on top of random gyus who you have never ever met before?" She blinked, taking the situation they were in. It seemed like she understood that she was sleeping on top of him and not the other way around.

She frowned. "How come I´m here? Where am I? And who are you? " she asked as she stood up and glanced around. She was wearing red sneakers, gray loose jeans, black top and blue light hooded jacket with an open zipper. She had a light backbag on her slim shoulders. He sat up, looking at her. His cheeks were still red, and just getting brighter by the time he looked at her. Maybe it was because of the slap. I hope that didn´t left a mark. And if it did, I need to get the fingerprints and sue her. Or, at least find out who she is. Then he thought about her guestions. That´s odd, he frowned I can´t remember how I got here either. Then again, I don´t even know where I should be. He thought harder, concertating. She must have slapped me harder than I thought.

"Well? Are you going to answer me or do simply intend to stare at me like a fish?" She had placed her hands on her hips. He smiled and said "there´s nothing wrong with the fish. Anyways, my name is Percy … Percyyy-yy-y … W-wait, who am I again?" I tilted my head, now staring blankly at the darkness. What is going on here?

"Yeah, whatever. You are just a nobody to me anyways." I glared at her. "Sure, why not. Percy The Nobody" For some reason that sent chills done my spine. He glanced at her and asked "who are you?" It seemed like a shadow passesd over her face as she thought about it. She lowered her gaze, confusion written all over her.

"I … I think my name is Evelyn." Her forehead wrikled the lightiest amount as her beautiful black eyebrows rose in concertation. I welt another chill go trough my spine. Maybe it was just the cold getting to me. "I can´t remember my last name" she said, almost silently.

"I can´t remember anything" they said at the same time. They stared at each other in the darkness. Then I smiled my craziest lopsided smile I could manage.

"What, you got concussion too?"