Hi Everyone! I'll be posting this same story on wattpad. And also, this story is taking place right after The Last Olympian and before The Heroes of Olympus series; so there won't be any mention of Camp Jupiter or Jason, Piper, Leo, etc. Let chapter 2 commence!

I do not own PJO.

Chapter 2.

I stayed conscious for only a few more seconds. All I saw and felt was Percy ripping the monster's claws from my neck. There was a loud thud as I hit the ground, barely catching myself with my hands. I sprained both my wrists at the very least. I took one last look up and saw Percy with a 3-foot-long bronze sword, slashing at one of the monsters- right into her shoulder. My vision went black.

There was a light tap on my cheek. I heard a faint voice but I couldn't tell exactly what it was saying. A few seconds later, the person next to me placed their fingers under the side of my chin- I can only assume to look for my pulse. The voice continued but now I could vaguely make out the words.

"Hey, are you ok? Can you breathe fine?" The voice was frantic but maintained composure.

My eyes fluttered open slightly but the sight was blurry. There was the vague shape of a human head with black hair. It was at this moment when I suddenly realized the pain all over my body. I had an extreme headache, the sides of my neck were raw and my wrists hurt excruciatingly. I quickly curled into a ball and pulled my hands in close to my chest. The sound that came out of my mouth next I can only describe as a helpless animal who accepted their fate of death.

The face in front of me grimaced as he pulled something out of his pocket. It looked like a lemon bar except it was all smashed up. "Here, eat this. I promise it will help." They held it out towards me while taking a bite out of another bar. I began to lift my hand up to grab it only to snap it back towards myself because of the pain. I think they realized I couldn't feed myself so they gently pulled open my jaw and placed it in my mouth. I chewed on it, slowly, as every movement worsened my headache.

After swallowing the food, the pain seemed to leave -mostly. There was still a lingering ache in my head and wrists and I could tell the cuts on my neck weren't anywhere near healed. I looked up at my savior… it was Percy! Of course! Thoughts came to me as if rushing through a flood gate. I remembered the old woman in the subway. I recalled the monsters who attacked me and how Percy had come to my rescue. Did all of that really happen?

I tipped my head back and took deep, steady breaths. Making sure to count to count to 5 seconds for each in and inhale and exhale. Realizing I should probably thank him, I sat up quickly. A sharp pain hit me and I was forced to lay back down.

"Woah there! Ambrosia is good but not that good." His voice was humorous, even at a time like this. "Why don't you just take a few more minutes to lie there. You can have a little more ambrosia if you'd like." He said as he placed his hand on my forehead.

I lifted my hand up a slightly, palm facing upwards to signal that I wanted more. He gave me another piece and I ate it, this time savoring the taste. It was an amazing sensation, it tasted like gourmet cheesecake with a hint of lemon. Wow…

This time when I tried to sit up, I slowly lifted my head and pulled my legs into a crisscross position.

I looked at Percy in what must've been the most puzzled way ever because he giggled quietly for a second. He held out his hand for a shake. I took it gingerly for my wrist was still in a painful state. He shook it gently and spoke in a quiet tone, "Hello, my name's Percy Jackson, son of-" His voice trailed off and he squinted his at my face. He asked, "You don't know do you?"

"Know what?" I questioned. At this point I could've been having the most realistic dream ever, for all I knew.

"Know about umm…" He stopped himself for a second. "You're thirteen, aren't you?"

"Fourteen actually." I corrected.

"Oh, my gods. So much for my deal!" He mumbled something about unreliability. "So you really don't know huh? Well I suppose now as a good a time as any to tell you. Are you familiar with any Greek myths?"

"Fairly, we just started our Greek mythology unit in Paul's class." The edges of his lips curled up slightly at the mention of Paul's name.

"Well, you see, the gods from those so-called myths are real." Percy waited for a few seconds to let that sink in. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! "You have to trust me. Just think about it. You have probably seen strange things all your life, what else could explain it?" Now that he said it, I started to connect the dots in my head. The strange flying objects and the monsters who had just attacked me; that couldn't be a coincidence of any kind.

"So, say that you're telling the truth. What does this have to do with me at all?" I quizzed, squinting my eyes at him.

"Do recall in the old stories how the Gods would come down from Olympus, fall in love with mortals and have children?" I nodded and let him continue, though I knew by the way he asked where this conversation was going. "You, I and many others are the children of the Gods."

I raised my eyebrows at him, "But, why me?"

"Demigods often ask that question of themselves. The life of a demigod is hard, we often die in our teens; some even earlier than that." He looked down at his hands as if mourning about something. "However, if you manage to survive- this life can open up so many opportunities for you. You'll get to meet new friend and get the chance to go on quests with them."

"Wait, quests?" I was beyond confused at this point.

"Oh, wow. I'm really sorry. This must be a lot for you take in right now." He smiled at me and rubbed the back of his neck. "Maybe the best thing to do for you would be to take you to camp."

"I can't leave! I have school and my friends are probably worried about me! Not to mention I have to take my little sister home tonight!" I exclaimed.

Percy held up his hands in front of him. "I'm sorry but as it stands right now, you are in extreme danger. Because you now know of your heritage, monsters will be much more attracted to you. Plus, you're highly untrained and have no idea how to defend yourself." He looked pleadingly at me. I could tell he really needed me to come with him.

I sighed, "Fine, I'll go for today. Where is this camp anyway?"

"Long Island Sound. I'll call us a ride." He stood up, turned away from me and whistled, loud. "Our ride should be here in just a few minutes. How are you feeling about all this? I mean, it must be quite a shock."

"Of course it's a shock. I know that you're telling the truth about it because the pieces fit but I don't want to believe it. Honestly, I'm a bit scared after what you described." I ran my fingers through my blond hair. My hair was dirty with mud and looked like it had blood on it. "Oh, my gosh!" I touched the side of my neck and looked at my hand. It was caked in blood.

Percy quickly grabbed my hands and pulled them away from my wounds. "Hey, hey, you're going to be fine."

I pulled away my hands and placed them into my lap.

"Those are some deep cuts so the ambrosia was unable to heal them. But rest assured, you will be ok. When we get to camp I'll have someone from the Apollo cabin heal you."

I nodded and stood up. To my left I saw a puddle so I walked over to it; naturally wanting to see what I looked like after the attack. I wasn't surprised when I found four deep gashes on either side of my neck from the monster's claws. I also had a cut on my forehead, probably from falling over.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud thumping coming from the other end of the alley. When I whipped my head around to look, I saw a jet-black stallion. It was beautiful, and it had wings? "A Pegasus?" I asked.

"Yup!" Percy said as he mounted the stallion. He held out his hand to help me up.

"But how did you summon it?" I questioned as I took his hand and swung my leg over the Pegasus' back.

"Oh, right. I never told you. My father is Poseidon. God of the seas and creator of horses. That reminds me, I never caught your name." He patted the side of the Pegasus and began to run. After it ran about 20 feet, it shot into the air and rose above New York.

"My name's Peggy!" I had to shout over the roar of the wind. Percy smiled and nodded at me then turned back around to face the head of the Pegasus. I must say: Flying on a Pegasus was one of the most amazing feelings ever. The wind felt great on my face, despite all my cuts. Neither of us spoke as we flew for a while.

A vast area of strawberry fields came into view and Percy spoke. "We've arrived!" I was confused, I thought he said this was a camp, not a strawberry farm. The Pegasus we were riding began to descend.

"You have to be kidding-" I wasn't sure what I was seeing. The strawberry fields began to change. Instead they became a grouping of buildings surrounded by woods. The Pegasus landed on the ground with a thump right in front of an arch. I stared trough it at rolling hills dotted with Greek buildings. Above me, the arch had words in Greek on it-surprisingly I could read it. "Camp Half-blood." I said out loud.

Percy smiled at me and waved me in. "Come on, you have lots of people to meet!"

I was still quite skeptical of Percy and this place but after a quick thought I decided to enter. After all, life's no fun if you don't take any chances.

Hope you enjoyed. Happy reading my friends!

I do not own PJO.