Author's Note:
Hello readers! I would like to take those who reviewed. I honestly know I won't get many views and all, but I don't mind. For those who start to follow/ favorite this, this story is for you!
Now, this story will be an AU, meaning no gods/demigods. I will use there names and all, but yeah, now on to the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Percy Jackson Franchise
Previously:
After quickly signing in, he pulled up a news site, and searched the name "Sally Anderson".
Percy gasped once more, and put a hand to his mouth. His eyes darted across the page, sinking in all the information, and for once in his life, he could read it without a problem.
'Sally Anderson, age 29, was murdered in a beach side house in Miami Florida. Mrs. Anderson, married to one Poseidon Anderson. with a son Percy Anderson, age 6. Mrs. Anderson was a victim of the mass serial killer, "The Scorpio". Mrs. Anderson was strangled to death in her own home while her husband and son were at the beach, clueless of what had transpired to her.
Authorities are confused, because The Scorpio's normally kills the entire family, but yet only Mrs. Anderson was harmed, leaving her family untouched…'
Percy's eyes were too full of tears to continue reading. His eyes glanced over the rest of the article, and that was enough to make him burst into tears.
Sally Anderson, was found lying in the living room, in a peaceful manner. On the wall behind her, was a Red Scorpio that had been painted on the wall.
The librarian heard Percy's cries, so she ran out to see what had happened. She remained confused, until she saw what was on the computer's screen. She cursed herself inwardly, realizing Percy had overheard her conversation.
Poseidon came soon after, only to see a hysteric Percy, in the arms of the librarian. He bolt over to his side to help calm him down. But Percy only pushed him away, screaming between sobs,
"You lied!"
3rd Person POV:
Percy pushed Poseidon away, causing him to stumbled backwards. The push wasn't what hurt Poseidon the most, but the fact that Percy found out about his mother on his own.
Over the last few years, Poseidon knew he should have grown a pair and told Percy what truly happened to his mother. He knew Percy would find out. one way or another. Poseidon mentally scolded himself, completely ignoring his son's scream for him to go away. He urged forward and pulled Percy into a hug. Percy tried to fight him off, but his sobs took over him, and he gave in the hug.
A few minutes passed before Percy pulled away from the hug, now somewhat calmed down.
"Why?" Percy softly spoke. "Why didn't you tell me about mo-mom?" Percy's eyes pleaded as he whipped away a stray tear. His arms shook, causing his entire body to shiver.
"Because it would make it seem so real," Poseidon said, as he held his son's gaze. "It happened, you were young Percy, I was afraid you couldn't handle the fact that you would never see your mother again."
Percy sniffed, causing him to wipe his nose half-heartedly. He nodded slowly. Percy knew he wouldn't get any more information from his father right now, but he had heard enough for now. Percy's eyes were red from the crying that had once filled the room only a moment ago. He looked behind his father, and noticed the librarians had disappeared.
"Why did you search your mother's name on a news site?" Poseidon questioned as he got to his feet, still holding his son's gaze. Percy pulled his eyes away, and refocused his attention on the computer screen.
"I overheard the librarians say how mom was murdered," Percy sniffed once more. "They thought I was in the bathroom, so they had no idea I could have heard."
"It's okay, I should have told you sooner. Now, let's go. Can you stand?" Poseidon asked, still holding onto Percy's shoulders.
"Ye-yeah. I think so," Percy said as he started to stand up, before his knees buckled, causing him to fall into Poseidon's arms. Normally, Percy would have been a bit embarrassed, but Percy couldn't care right now. "Thanks."
"No problem," Poseidon steadied him, helping him stand up. Once Percy was standing steadily, he reached to grab his backpack, before Poseidon swiped it from his grasp, "I got that bud."
Percy nodded, while keeping his head down. A few seconds passed in silence, before Percy mustered enough energy to start walking to the exit. As they slowly walked by, the two librarians gave Percy an apologetic smile, and completely avoided eye contact with Poseidon, ashamed of what they had done. Even if he was a bit annoyed that Percy found out because of him, he wouldn't hold it against them. So instead of speaking out, he gave them a weak smile, and a small nod, then proceeded to talk out of the building.
Poseidon slowly lead Percy to his car. The boy's head was slumped forward, concentrating on the ground in front of them. Upon reaching the car, he pulled it opened, and watched as his father tossed his backpack into the back seat, and climb into the driver's seat next to Percy. Sniffling one final time, Percy focused his attention on his window. He watched as the car slowly pulled out of the parking lot. And they sat in silence, the entire way home. Poseidon didn't ever bother trying to get him to talk, because in the end, he knew Percy wouldn't be ready to open up. What Percy didn't know, was this was the beginning to the worst year of his life…
Three Months Later…
The weekend came and passed, and Percy was trudging his way through his living room and into the kitchen. Having spent the entire day in school, Percy was exhausted, even if he slept through half of the day. He dropped his backpack in the middle of the kitchen floor threw the refrigerator open, and grabbed out a bottle of water, and put it back. Groaning due to the lack of food, he pulled open the cheese drawer, took out a few slices of cheese. He threw one at Poseidon, who walked into the kitchen, he threw the other one into his mouth, eating it in one go.
"You're going to spoil your dinner," Poseidon said. He Chuckled at his son's antics. He ruffled Percy's hair as he passed him.
"Its 3:15, dad. Unless you are planning to have dinner at 4, I am going to eat this cheese," Percy joked, both knowing the cheese was already gone.
"Well it's too late to get that piece of cheese back," Poseidon said, continuing to chuckle, before leaving the kitchen to follow Percy to the living room, where he sat down on the couch, placing his computer back on his lap.
Percy collapsed onto the couch, with a heavy sigh. To his left was a little table with a drawer that he used to hold the controllers to his XBox One. He pulled out a controller, and turned both the TV and council on. Completely oblivious to the rest of the world, a few hours passed by before Percy even noticed. He smelled Chicken Parm coming from the kitchen, realizing his father was about finished with dinner, he turned off the Xbox and swiftly made his way into the kitchen to get dishes to set the table. Placing the dishes in place, his father carefully brought over the dish of food, and placed it on the dining room table.
"Good job Perce. I didn't have to nag you to set the table," Poseidon said with a smirk.
"Ha-ha dad. Ha-ha," Percy feigned. He sat down opposite of Poseidon and attacked the platter in front of his eyes.
"Careful. I don't want you to choke on the food. That would mean I would have to take you to the hospital," Poseidon chided. Percy then, very slowly brought a forkful of food to his mouth, and said,
"Is th-is slo-w enuff?" Percy said with a mouthful of food.
"Enough of that," Poseidon laughed. "You shouldn't talk with food in your mouth!"
Percy grumbled something inaudible. He quickly finished up his dinner, and helped him clean up. After everything was put away, Percy excused himself so he could start his homework, that would take him all night.
Percy quickly made his way to his room, taking his backpack with him, and throwing it onto the bed. Opening his backpack up, he pulled out his homework folder, and began. A few hours passed before Percy knew it, and he looked out his bedroom window, discovering it was dark outside. He glanced around his room, and told himself he would start to unpack more later, after seeing all the boxes still around his room. Percy didn't bother unpacking unless they stayed put for more than a month.
He refocused down on his homework.
"Hm... " He pulled out his math homework, and groaned inwardly. "... So if x + 2 than y-"
CRASH!
Percy's head snapped up towards the door, as panic started to set inside of his chest. He quickly made for the door, and bolted down the hallway. Percy knew something was seriously wrong, because Poseidon wasn't clumsy. He bolted his way into the living room, only to discover Poseidon pinned to the ground, with a big man in a black hoodie and jeans on top of him. His eyes popped open, when he noticed they were fighting for control of a knife that was positioned over Poseidon's chest.
Percy was about to shout, when he discovered he couldn't make any noise. So instead, he looked into his father's eyes, feeling hopeless. His eyes were strained, and his face looked sweaty. Poseidon's eyes were open in fear, blood rolling down his arm. His eyes met Percy's, then gestured over the the kitchen.
Percy's eyes snapped over to the kitchen, and realized he was gesturing to the butcher block, containing a few clean knives. Percy bolted over to the kitchen, and his hands fumbled over to the knives. His hands were shaking uncontrollably, but his hands managed to wrap around a knife, and he drew it from its holder. Over his shoulder, he heard Poseidon shout out in pain, realizing what had just happened. Percy froze.
He looked at the back of the intruder, and saw that he hadn't moved yet.
Percy, finding the courage to move once more, he bolted back into the living room, and without thinking, he plunged the knife into his back. The intruder let out a sound of shock and pain in once, before he crumbled to the floor and rolled onto his side, with the knife still lodged into his back. Percy's sea green eyes finally let out tears, and once they started they couldn't stop. He fell to his knees, and crawled over to his father, who had two hands clenched over his stomach. Blood was seeping between his fingers, signalling a major artery was severed. Percy placed his hands over the wound himself, trying desperately to keep his father alive.
"H-hey!" His father managed to say, meeting his eyes. Percy's tear ridden eyes meet his father's eyes. Poseidon's breath hitched, and he looked into his son's eyes with dread. Poseidon knew he wouldn't survive, but the look he saw in Percy's eyes made Poseidon himself cry.
"It- It'll be- alrigh-," Poseidon managed to say in between gasps. Poseidon removed one hand from the stab wound, and placed it over his son's hand.
"No!" Percy cried. "I can't- I can't lose- I can't lose you too!" Percy begged. Having both his mother and father die, was too much for anyone let alone Percy.
"You- won-t," Poseidon breathed out, feeling his voice straining. Every breath he took felt like needles to his throat. He removed his hand from Percy's, and weakly placed it over his son's chest. "I-'ll alway' always be- be here…" Poseidon kept his hand over Percy's chest for another moment, making sure Percy understood what he meant.
Percy's tears wouldn't stop falling. Percy understood what his father was implying, and Percy broke eye contact with his father, and dropped his head over his father's body.
"I- will alw-ays lo-ve-" Poseidon's hand fell from Percy's chest, and fell limply to his side, his head lolling back and his eyes boring into the ceiling.
Poseidon Anderson was now dead.
Feeling his father's hand leave his chest, Percy let out more tears than he knew his eyes could contain. Hearing the police sirens in the distance, Percy let out a scream mixed with hurt and pain.
After a few minutes, Percy's eyes dried up. Hearing the door being broken down, Percy's now red eyes were swollen, it was then that he finally noticed a half a scorpion painted on the wall behind him.
A soft hand was placed on his shoulder, pulling him away from his father's now dead body. He was lead out of the kitchen, and out into the driveway that was now filled with six or seven police car cruisers. There was nothing that was said, by Percy or the police officer that lead Percy away from his house.
His swollen eyes never once left the ground. Percy finally looked up and saw a crowd of people starting to gather around his house. He noticed a few of them, seeing as how they were neighbors. Percy saw a look of sadness in their eyes, which in turn made Percy's eyes swell once more with tears. He refocused his attention on the ground, after realizing he was being led to one of the police cruisers. After opening the passenger side door, Percy slumped into the seat, not even bothering to buckle his seat belt.
The police officer sat in the driver's seat, looked over at Percy once with pity, and then focused his attention on the crowd in front of him.
Author's Note:
Sorry that this was a short chapter, but I hope it was worth the read!
Don't worry after this chapter, Percy's life will start to become much better.
The next chapter is currently almost finished, just needs to finish up a quick scene, and then it needs to be edited. Now, I would appreciate those of you who leave reviews. It will help me make more chapters, as it will inspire me greatly.
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